Midnight to Six

 I blew off writing because of work and then the shift was canceled.  This is fine.  

It is what it is.

Even though I hate when people say that.   

  I've got a great little set up where I live in spite of the fact I'm on the night shift.  

I was looking at the news from out in California and saw the former county supervisor who showed up at my door right after I was locked up had a little run in with the law himself.  How strange.   

Here I am trying to escape the absolute injustice that happened to me and this clown shows up asking to place a yard sign on the lawn for his mom running for school district.  His aunt is the district attorney by the way.  My suspicions were aroused for sure but I wasn't concerned, what were they gonna do?  The county just fucked me over and I was innocent, so something in the back of my mind told me to sit tight and don't say a word because this joker is not right.  Bingo!  My Suspicions were confirmed. 

Actually, I thought he might have been hanging out with discount Rod Stewart next door but I'll never know for sure.  

All I know is what happened to me and those people aren't right.  

Even stranger, I didn't live in his district.  You mean he put down his peace pipe and came all the way down from his ivory tower in the hills to ask little old me a small favor?  

Seriously? 

Get outta here, man.  

  

Between this and that shitbird helicopter looking up my peehole day and night these fiends never give up.  Meanwhile my darling sister married Richard Ramirez jr..   It just so happens they all work for the same big old club, and I'm not in it.   

      

What are the odds, if you factor in everything such as being under subpoena then going MIA, the poisoning, the false imprisonment for a week, the nasty divorce with a cheating spouse.  

What are the odds an actual county supervisor who is related to the DA shows up at my front door right after that horror show?  

Nobody from law enforcement ever reached out except to attempt to enter my residence and conduct a search without a warrant several times.  I told them I was the victim of a crime and they said, sorry man.   

You'll understand why I split.  Clearly, their methods are unsound. 

Somebody tried to kill me and frame me, then nobody gave a shit. Do you think I'm telling this guy anything?  

No chance.  Sure buddy put your lawn sign up and have a nice day... 

I have no idea what was going on that day but it sure was suspicious.  After reading the article it became concerning, but it never got weird enough for me.