Monday, December 31, 2012

I'm Naive

My only problem with guns is that they make it far too easy for stupid people to kill me.”
and I tell ya that exorcist gal who piddled on the carpet caused less of a ruckus then I did with what I thought was a pretty mild statement. I wasn't even hinting at taking guns away from stupid people. With that one fairly mild statement a seemingly reasonable rational woman is transformed into a screaming ( I hope she doesn't chuck the meatloaf at me ) nut job.
I am now the enemy. The socialist comunist take your guns away big brother loves you hippy freak.
(Ohh god lord I do have a talent for saying precisely the wrong thing. If only I could learn to use this power for good.)
Because some one is now screaming at you, you feel the spines start to come out the eyes are going cat feral, the teeth are growing sharp behind a polite smile. You want to snap her heels together like a drill Sargent to a fresh boot.
Check it,
You have a 'support our troops' bumper sticker on your car.
I served in the army
you 'wanted' to join the army but couldn't lose enough weight to even qualify for boot camp.
Your husband of 5 years, is a nice fellow but, he is grand negas of the local masons secret hide out
My (ex now but 15 years married to ) was Army EOD that is bomb squad for you civilians,
I have owned guns, shot guns. I once got tossed out of Canada for trying to drive through a bit of Canada with my gun locked and un loaded in the trunk of my car. The Canadians were very polite but quite firm. And told me to just go away and not try and slip back across the border again, any time soon. But say like maybe in the spring you can come back eh? I was very embarrassed.
I don't say any of that. She is a nice lady,,usually. I keep my snark in check. I try, very nicely, (I'm not yelling unlike some people) to explain.
She calls me naive
my head explodes. It's not a big sound, just a small little pop.
Naive? Naive?
This from a woman who once got a butterfly tattooed on her shoulder and to this day thinks, that was daring.
As a retired whore there are a number of names I rather expected to be called....naive was not one I had ever considered. Ok sure I look like a perfectly normal person. It' not like I have retired whore tattooed on my forehead. Not even sporting a red Letter A on my clothes. (though I have considered it but decided it would come off more Laverne and Shirley then as a political statement against puritanism. )
But.. seriously how many dicks do you have to suck before that shiny penny nimbus erodes? And what ever that number is, I'm pretty gol dern danged sure I done past it waay back a when.
And she is still yelling at me.
'If you had EVER, any experience with crime and or bad guys, you’d change your mind then. “ I retire to the living room pouring myself an extra large drink on the way.
why ohh why is it always me who has to be polite to people who yell stupid shit at me? I'm the crazy person. I have fucking papers saying I'm the crazy person. I'm the paranoid wack job here. If anyone's going to be yelling about crime guns and conspiracies I feel it should be me. 
 But it isn’t,
 it never is.

Monday, December 10, 2012

a method to my madness

 (to understand anything you have to read the thing from the start. I would say the first chapter and the last would be the bare minimum, this is a labyrinth I'm afraid. Different from a maze, which has many roads to many possible exits and dead ends. a maze, it's intent is confusion. , a labyrinth is a single path to a determined end to illumination. )

(She had envisioned a quest like this for as long as she could recall,
But on the threshold of it, she found herself hesitating. This was not make believe any more)
(It was almost like serendipity.. or manipulation on a brilliant scale Luke Romyn slaves of vallhalla)

I know how mad this is,.

And I know how confused you are,,

I mean if this were real. Really real,
It wouldn’t be here,
Just some mad silly blog
you came across, you looked at cause, what the heck,
If this were real. It wouldn't be here. It would be in the papers or something. There would be lawyers and official people with important letters behind their names. To tell you ,to let you know, this is so.
Allow me to elucidate the method to my madness.

I do not accept the diagnosis of my madness. I acknowledge that I am in the minority opinion regarding this. But since I'm the only one who might get killed here, my opinion is the only one I listen to.
On the good side no one has tried to kill me since I left San Francisco. There were those gang bangers that had a bit of a brawl on my porch but I beat them off with a wet mop. Nothing like a dirty wet mop in the face to take to fight out of a guy. But other then that, all quiet on the eastern front.
So far. Course so far, I'm just a mad woman yittering away on a mad little blog. I am utterly ignorable. I doubt Boccie has given me a thought at all in the past few years. Course that could change.
Sooner or later Boccie will get that e-mail,, someone one is saying terrible things about you,,
I am not expecting him to send out the zoo crew this time. Really now what would be the point except to prove my sanity and who would want that? And if I did get all dramaticly shot up, I guess the book would get published and on that nice Oprah's gals book list. Nothing like a dead mad whore to boost sales.
It's not like killing me would shut me up. Ahhh too late for that, far to late. This mad little blog is already out there, your reading it right now. Go ahead try and put that pony back in the barn.
Course I've done the CYA thing. So very mellow dramatic “keep this just in case anything ya know messy happens to me.” Left the info needed to update my blogs, the RIP post I hope wont ever be needed. I figure between that and my twitter peeps and a few other social sites I've left the info for, well I figure nothing like a murder to get retweeted all to hell and back.
Boccie could try and send lawyers after me.
Defences to claims of defamation include:
  • Statements made in a good faith and reasonable belief that they were true are generally treated the same as true statements; however, the court may inquire into the reasonableness of the belief. The degree of care expected will vary with the nature of the defendant: an ordinary person might safely rely on a single newspaper report, while the newspaper would be expected to carefully check multiple sources.
  • Opinion is a defence recognized in nearly every jurisdiction. If the allegedly defamatory assertion is an expression of opinion rather than a statement of fact, defamation claims usually cannot be brought because opinions are inherently not falsifiable. However, some jurisdictions decline to recognize any legal distinction between fact and opinion. The United States Supreme Court, in particular, has ruled that the First Amendment does not require recognition of an opinion privilege.[30]

Basically, Boccie in a court of law would have to : A. Prove that he is now and was then nothing more then a legitimate business man with no connections to all the bad stuff I talk about.
B. Then he would have to prove that I am now and was then a sane person. You see you can say stuff that's just wrong, that's not libel. Makes you a bit of a fool but not a liar.
I have long detailed papers all signed by doctors all saying I'm a mad person with a paranoid delusion that her former landlord is a mobster.
I think that would be a fun trial to attend. Some one in court trying to prove me sane. I may just try my hand at law for that one and defend myself.

Saturday, December 1, 2012

I'm just Freaking Adorable

There is a wonderful freedom that comes with being a mad person. It's like getting a permanent free hall pass in school. ( I had one by the way, that's what they give you when you skip class to go to the library. )
Ok so career wise I can't even get a job as walmart greeter, I mean it;s not official or anything but hey get real, you have a job application from someone. You google, right? Everyone does, and there you really want to hire someone who is front page crazy? And smokes?
It's cool I understand, and lets get real I was a lousy employee. I told my last boss to “shut the hell up.” she came down with laryngitis the next day, couldn't talk for two weeks. Yeh that was pretty much the end of that job.
So being a crazy person is bad for the career, but it's not anything I was ever going to be good at any way so meh.
The good part is I can say or do any god damned thing I want to and “What? I'm a crazy person, what really do you expect.? I haven’t burned down anything in years, A standard of expectations I find easy enough to exceed. Aim for the stars and all that jazz meh I rather prefer having exceptions set so low I can perfectly ignore their existence.
But am I mad enough? Now that is an interesting dilemma. I look like a perfectly normal sane person I talk like a perfectly normal sane person. (one with the sort of vocabulary that makes people think I'm really smart). So how on earth am I to justify all those papers? Having to constantly explain to people that I'm a mad person is just so socially awkward .
Of course I could just not talk about it at all, but you do get into all that where were you when and what did you do? Discussions that lead to either to lengthy explanations which people don't believe anyway and then they are annoyed with me for lying, or I lie which does have the effect or making people happier with me but results in me becoming unreasonably cranky.
So I have to be mad in some way apparent but not scary mad, after all I'm a pyro so I kinda feel it's incumbent on me to be reassuring. I have been trying to develop into a charming eccentricity. Cute, people think I'm cute, addled but cute. Took me just 50 years to pull that off. By the time I'm 70 I may just be able to manage adorable.

Sunday, November 25, 2012

drawing the circle,

Richard J Bocci Realty

(650) 756-6333

194 School St
Daly City, CA 94014

Real estate in San Francisco is murder. 

Taylor St. in San Francisco (July, 2002)

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Truth doesn't set you free,It just keeps you alive 

Caius Veiovis.
The Massachusetts man, 31, and two cohorts are facing murder and kidnapping charges in connection with the deaths of three men, one of whom was expected to testify against one of the accused killers in an upcoming criminal trial.
Veiovis and his codefendants are connected to a Hells Angels chapter, 

Being that I am card carrying crazy. Honestly, I have the papers saying so, I'm thinking about doing them up in needle point and framing them. So anyway card carrying crazy, paranoid delusional pyo, so I kinda figured that in any place or group out side of a mental institution, that I would set the standard of crazy.
Yeh well as it turns out not so much;. This is the face of one of my neighbors. Killed three people, just half a block away from me. I knew one of the victims. Not close but he went to the Christain Center, a local charity that serves the poor here. I pop in there now and again they give out free clothes a great place to pick up art and craft supplies. So I had met the man He had asked for police protection. What can I say no matter where I go the crazy follows.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Just poping around the internet like I do ya know and in Yahoo buniess reviews I find these regarding my dear old friend Boccie 

from  Anthoney J. 

 Avoid!! I gave them a written notice to move out 2 months prior to moving out and the manager simply said he couldn't find the note and charge me the remaining month. Also, they took so much money from deposit. Mine was $1300 but eneded up getting back $300. Even that was after fighting with them. When i called to make a case, they said "don't try to sound smart". I mean if they are renting the property to college students mostly, they really need to learn to deal with them. seriously A.V.O.I.D

from Clint 

 Don't Mess with these folks! They don't play around when it comes to their money. Once you get done with legal fees you will have paid 6 months in rent. Don't believe them that if you loose your job they will work with you. Not too mention if you are under rent control and they want you gone

My my what can one say except Once a Dick always a Dick.  

Friday, November 16, 2012

Recent Reviews

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Richard J Bocci Realty  

Category: Real Estate Services 
1.0 star rating
We were unfortunate enough to have to deal with the people who work at Bocci Realty. They simply don't care about their customers, they pretend to listen to you, then they turn around and act like nothing ever was told. Awful people, awful customer service. Please save yourself from another headache. I had to wait one year to be able to get out of the lease with these people, it has been a complete nightmare. Please don't give your money to people like them, find yourself a better realtor. You won't regret.

Well well looks like I'm not the only one who's had trouble with Bocci. Nice to know, Kinda gives me a warm fuzzy.

To see what is in front of one's nose needs a constant struggle" George Orwell
Obliqueness and indirection
                                                Are essential to the game -

Wednesday, November 14, 2012


It was not my intention to fight a war with the mob.  (Still don't know if Boccie is real mobster are just a rich dick who acts like one) I just wanted to be left in peace to read some good books, and tend to my beading. I'm a quiet sort,, when left on my own.

But Boccie tried to have me killed and that did irate me.

At first it was a defensive battle.  Heck I'm just a gal with a stubborn streak facing down a gaggle of hired thugs, (all I presumed armed) a win you don't get.   Maybe at best a stalemate, live and let live, I ignore your shit you leave me the fuck alone.  Or maybe pay me to go the fuck away deal.  I'll deal but I wont be pushed.

After I figured out their nifty keen booby trap, well it became more then clear that Boccie wasn't going to be at all reasonable.

I set the fire in my apartment deliberately, with the intention of being sent to a mental institution as a danger to self and others.  A mental institution was one place I was pretty sure Boccie wouldn't be able to kill me in.  When you can't get the police to protect you, well any port in a storm.

 It was a bit of a gamble.
Arson after all is a pretty big bad and does get one set to the big house.  I kinda thought that would be very bad for my health.   I was pretty sure that Boccie would not file charges, would not want me talking in court. Not, mind you, that I thought arson as self defense would have much of a chance.. But if your in the Mob or doing Mobster type big bad things, you most likely don't want your name in court records saying your doing bad things.

An innocent man would have no fear of a crazy person yittering on about his imaginary connections to murder and drugs.  A guilty man wants not even the whisper of ill repute attached to his name.

Once in the MHRF it was a waiting game. Really I had no exit plan other then to wait for the right opportunity.  Given enough time, something almost always happens.

The talks with Burt, was just something I did to pass the time.  The conversations happened and covered the topics I have recounted in the blog.  I have taken some liberties with it all, only in condensing long conversations spread out over weeks to a single conversation.

The closing of the MHRF.
Broken people need to be cared for.
This is a standard of proper civilized behavior I had well before Boccie became a pain in my ass.  The measure of a society is in how it cares for the weak the helpless and the broken.   the city deciding to stop caring for it's broken,  well it pissed me off, in a deeper way then Boccie.  (Mind you attempted murder is a class of rudeness  that I don't forgive or forget) still he was attacking me, the city was choosing to inflict pain on the most helpless, the most vulnerable and why? Because the weak are easy targets.


How dare you, you in all your comforts and privileges, How dare you in your ease ask the most burdened by pain to shoulder more?  How dare you with a full belly and padded expense account ask the hungry to give you  bread?  How dare you in your Egyptian cotton sheets roll out of bed to steal the pillow from the shelter less? 

This isn't new, look around you. Look look actually look at the people laying lost and broken on our city streets.  We have gotten so used to the sight we don't see them any more.  Human pigeons, and we treat them like pigeons, ignoring them, sometimes (often) complaining about their need to shit, (
FYI the need to shit doesn't end when you don't have a bathroom)  and sometimes tossing them a few crumbs, cause it makes us feel good and it's kinda cute seeing them scrambling around for your 'treats'.

So yah it was my intention to turn back the tide just this once just here. a small win, Keep the MHRF open so some people would get some care.  I didn't expect to win.  It was at best a long shot with so many things that had to fall into place.  But in the words of Han Solo, "Kid, never tell me the odds."

Where do I go from here?

Now here I'm stuck.  I've done what I set out to do, and I've written it all down. yaaa me.  Honestly I didn't think I would ever get the writing of it done.  Well I say done, but it's not, I suck as a writer.  I do want to publish it all as a book but, so much yet to do and I don't know if I have it in me to finish.  the editing the polishing, the legal end, who do I send this too? ahh balls.. I'll figgure it out. I always do.; But heck if anyone wants to join in.  I'm open to just about anything.  anyone want to ghost write? 'as told to' based on a true story, the byline is all yours.  I don't have any money but it is a good story, (even if you don't believe me to be anything but mad)

any how you have any questions or just want to drop me a line telling me to shut the hell up. (I won't but but you can tell me to if it pleases you)

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Hey di how everybody keep up the good fight, care for the helpless, and have a sun sunny sun shine day.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

randomosity 4

All-access deity

Symphorophilla:  Someone who is sexually aroused by accidents or catastrophes
Adrián Skippy Purkart captured a queen ant being ravaged by a swarm of males while having her brain sucked out of her head by a spider

sensible and responsible women dont want to vote (Grover cleveland 1905)

she is psychologically challenged by all she sees, and while that might evoke ambition in a more scholastic mind, in her it forges only trenchant bewilderment and scorn.
Willy wonka dreams are dancing in my head
in my dreams the oompaloompas
are gummie bears
and when then walk they go

A sexy fucking cunt, 
no joke. Bet she tastes like sweetmelon.
She has wonderful eyebrows
I bet she does, 
I bet strong men faint when they see her eyebrows
What do your tears taste like?
 he is a "nice person" who trained himself to stamp out all emotions
"I'm a nice person. Hand me that AK-47."
"No one lives long enough to have a future,
. "They're born with their pasts lain out before them."
" I'm not saying the past is colored in yet, I'm just saying it's there."
"--'cause by past, you mean the future . . ?"
pissy existentialism is really what makes the bastard such a cheap thrill- there's something wrong with the way we conceptualise the continuum of male sexuality
 America’s, whose prison population of 743 per 100,000 is the highest in the world, 
 americans are addicted to revenge.
 In a "for profit" system it is in the best interest of the private companies to incarceratepeople 
 Reasonable is not always rational.
we’re embarrassed by what occurred, though we’re not sure, exactly what it is.
He may have said things that were clearly untrue—I believe he did—but he said them convincingly,
anti-Semitic mollusks getting bred in the Rhine. 
We're not here to judge you, but this is the sort of thing most people consider evil,
so you probably shouldn't actually do anything you read here. 

Opposition is one of the simplest and most recognizable forms of collaboration.

Randomosity 3

Randomosity 3

tis very strange 
men should be so fond of being thought of as
wickeder than they are

as long as people are going to call you a 
lunatic anyway
why not get the benefit of it?
It frees you from convention

He was certain she had an infirmity
some rare, peculiar
mental disorder from birth
that made her do the opposite
 of what any authority figure told her

This from a militant atheist 
with a gay agenda

when history happened, it happened fast.
the gods ate small children. It wasn't that these celestial highness’s gained extraordinary powers or insights from the experience--small people simply tasted good.
you know how it is with gods.  They're distant, judgmental, over-entitled and demand a constant stream of tribute.
even though they might not eat meat every day, when they do, they should eat the good stuff.
of course the power that comes from the blood of unbaptized infants is only good in months without an "r" in them
God Bless Right wing Christian families.
rural New Englanders in the 1800s were a fairly heathen lot. Only about 10 percent belonged to a church.
Read more:
Relativity is special
I chop up my own meat the old fashioned way
it's bad enough being damned, indigestion I dont need
Meeting the Almighty takes hallucinatory talent and training

Anthropomorphism knows no bounds when our monsters get distilled through the same tubes as our Savior.
Hallucination nation
People buried shoes by fireplaces, to catch the Devil if he tried to come down the chimney.
Read more:
we do need certain amount of irrationality to live in an irrational world

beef cattle the size of small dogs will be grazed in the average man's back yard and eating especially thick grass and producing especially tender steaks.  (science digest your life in 1985, 1955 ed)
All-access deity
Symphorophilla:  Someone who is sexually aroused by accidents or catastrophes
Adrián Skippy Purkart captured a queen ant being ravaged by a swarm of males while having her brain sucked out of her head by a spider

sensible and responsible women dont want to vote (Grover cleveland 1905)

she is psychologically challenged by all she sees, and while that might evoke ambition in a more scholastic mind, in her it forges only trenchant bewilderment and scorn.
Willy wonka dreams are dancing in my head
in my dreams the oompaloompas
are gummie bears
and when then walk they go

Thursday, October 4, 2012

randomosity 2

German Zoo Attempts to Re-Orient Gay Vultures
Good faith is trading at pennies on the dollar.

And who is holding us back? Politicians. Special-interest groups. Political correctness. You name it " everybody but you." 
Among other oddities, some hikers have been spotted scaling the mountain
carrying a ball with a golden ring, strung together by a single thread.

almost directly below, the former Economic History student
is squatting in the middle of her living room carpet,
rummaging through a suitcase stuffed with lace garters, feathered face masks
and beaded nipple tassels.

Girl Scouts hiding secret sex agenda

Conspiracism is not so much a psychological ailment in and of itself
as it is a symptom of a mind in flight from reality

A grizzled man wearing a white linen smock,
who calls himself Jean,
set up a yurt in the forest a couple of years ago to prepare for the earth's demise.
While American travel agents have been offering special,
one-way deals to witness the end of the world,
neighboring village, Saint-Paul de Fenouillet,
has produced a wine to celebrate the occasion.
"the sole aim is the pursuit of female sexual pleasure". 
the "manipulator" in 1870 " a steam-powered dildo used by doctors to relieve symptoms of "hysteria" in women "
Use what you have
Use what there is

people are not food

guns are not magic

not everything that happens is divine intervention
True, but I prefer to give him credit  unless I have reason to belive otherwise
It seems polite

There was a storm of butterflies outside the door.

If your confusion leads you in the right direction
the results can be uncommonly rewarding

Human society performs two basic functions
to care for the weak
and to control the ambitious
People tend to get defensive when the integrity of their national sport is impugned.
Academics know very little about the practicalities of white collar crime.
Unseasonably cold weather makes people cheat profilically
so do
heavy rain
and wind

Happiness is an ilusion
and some times so is thia soup
time is an illusion
lunch time doubly so
the more nothing happens
the more unlikely it all seems
every now and then we find ourselves living through moments
that make no sense at all
once upon a time 
wasn't as long ago as it used to be
space-time is grimly determined 
to make me a more effective prankster
It is the role of art 
is it not?
To make monsters 


Just a few months before the events in my life took such a dramatic turn I had begun a little note book of quotes and notes.  Just random things I read heard or saw that just struck me as cool or interesting or funny. I continued doing this during the events chronicled in Drinking tea with an empty cup, and continue to do so.

I found that when I read the quotes together they made a strange sort of sense, a kinda of poetry. Like Burma Shave signs along my stream of consciousness,  the whispers from the voices in my head,

Ramdomosity 1

we create our "selves" through narrative. In other words, we are our narratives.
little lives dwelling on the edge
of the dark, that's all.
I see
because our norms are such that being sexually aroused by giving or receiving a pat-down at airport security is considered either criminal, perverted, or both.
any manifestation of love, friendship, loyalty or altruism was potentially labelled as a form of addictive behavior  Altruistic behavior " which hardly seems a bad thing " is actually diagnosed as compulsive helping.
ordinary people have been silenced
This is college, everyone cheats. Everyone cheats in life in general,”
Guess what? Eating cheese isn't just a mind blowing sensual pleasure, it's also a patriotic duty. God bless America!
 not much in the way of sex, but there is a clairvoyant and a clown, plus quite  a bit of cheese

I’ve tasted American cheese. I’m surprised that any of it gets eaten.

Great is the power of steady misrepresentation” growled Darwin
as soon as humans attempt “any depth or generality of thought, they go mad almost infallibly.
no blame attaches to you if you are doing what everyone else is
What after all is suffering for if not to be enjoyed?
"By the time they're five or six, they're not interested in being princesses," said Dafna Lemish,
most soldiers in most wars until recently have avoided aiming at the enemy and firing.
The truth is only good when it helps you win. If you lose by telling the truth then maybe you should tell the truth at another time.
The Market is good; the Market giveth; the Market taketh away; blessed be the name of the Market.
It's what deficits represent that matters most -- a hand out to people who are worthy of nothing but hatred and contempt, who have bespoiled "our" fragile community.
the most boring day ever--april 11 1954