Saturday, May 18, 2024

Notes from the War Front

I'm pretty sure this meme was stolen from BCE.

Today was the first time in weeks I've had a chance to catch up on the news and read my favorited bloggers. It's kind of like a soap opera. You don't watch for a couple weeks and when you come back the same plot line is going on and not much new has happened. It reminds me of when I was in the Air Force, stationed in Germany in the late 80's. My mom would tape “Days of our Lives” on VHS and ship them over. A bunch of us girls would get together and watch them, drinking beer and eating popcorn. Luke and Laura were the power couple of my day. Ahhhh, better times.

I guess another barge hit a bridge. What is that? Four now? I knew they were just getting started. The war is against God's people specifically and humanity in general. Slowly but surely they will destroy all the infrastructure in this country and continue to let hordes of invaders in to finish us off on some particular occult day. Maybe 9.23? They like that day.

Several towns in local states have been devastated by tornadoes. The weather manipulating wizards have actually tried twice to take out my area with tornadoes. So much so, that the local FEMA guy (whose office is literally right next door to mine) has put out detailed PowerPoint presentations on the coming destruction. But God has other ideas for this area and is actively protecting it.

I guess a bunch of my co-workers drove out to see the Northern Lights last weekend here in Kansas. The official story is, of course, all that crazy sunspot activity. Because it is not like HAARP can't produce these things. Who ever heard of the Aurora Borealis being seen this far south? The enemy is working overtime for their evil, and I'm sure the weather warfare will continue.

I can't say too much about my job other than it is the most toxic environment I've ever been in. My trainer and I were called into the Boss's office and in true “these aren't the droids you are looking for” fashion I was told that my trainer was not yelling at me and that, “it is my unresolved childhood trauma that is causing the problem and even though you believe that Yoga is a religion, you really need to try some deep breathing exercises.” Uh-huh.

The Lord showed me that I am in a snake pit and the people there are snakes. But Daniel did not avoid the lion's den. Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego did not avoid the fiery furnace and Jeremiah did not avoid the pit. Not that I am comparing myself to those great believers, just that God showed me this is the situation. Also, at this point, I am not to look for another job. Literally not even go LOOK at what may be out there. God has plans for me where I am at. For now, at least, I am to continue to do my best and let God do the rest. I don't know what His plans are, I just need to continue to trust in Him.

Anyway, that is about it for now. Hope you all are well. Take care out there.

Thursday, May 9, 2024

New Computer!

Hello everybody! I had a lot of readers and commentors who wanted to help me get a new computer and I appreciate every one of them. Out of the blue on Monday my sister called me up and said her husband said to just buy me a computer. So I picked one out online and sent her the link. That was very generous of them! It's an ASUS TUF Gaming F15 computer with lots of disk space and memory so should be just the thing. It's built like a tank and even says Military Standard Durability on it. Not sure yet if that is a good or bad thing, but the computer runs great. I've spent most of yesterday and part of today downloading stuff. It would have been faster, but the internet has not been that great. I'm very happy with it so far.

Things have been much better at work. The Boss must be taking care of business behind the scenes and it has been nice. The Lord has my back in all things.

Hope you all are well. I'm still super busy and I work the next three days. I heard that a tornado actually touched down near our house, but we didn't see anything and have no damage. Thank the Lord!

Just a quick update. Take care out there.

Thursday, May 2, 2024


There's Hell. (Well...that's debatable.) There is the Seven Levels of Hell that Dante writes about. Then there is the Bitch from Hell otherwise known as my Trainer that I am locked in the basement with. She has apparently been setting me up from the beginning, giving me low marks on my daily training sheets and talking bad about me to the other co-workers. She yells at me if I make a mistake and refuses to answer any of my questions. It got so bad that it has now come to the attention of the Boss.

As I've said before, I love my Boss. Unfortunately (for both of us) she has been out of town on mandatory training and won't be back in the office until next Friday.

But, as usual, the Lord has my back and it is being nipped in the bud as we speak. I guess we will see how things play out.

Wish I had better news for you.

Take care out there.

Thursday, April 25, 2024

Blessing the Ducks

I know I haven't been around much. Just work, eat, wash dishes, sleep, make coffee, repeat. Little by little, my training is increasing and I'm now starting on some practical application. I still have a long way to go. I ended up having yesterday off due to the fact that all the trainers are exhausted from working so many shifts. I feel for them but was also glad for the break. There is only so much knowledge this old noggin of mine can retain.

We had another leak. I noticed it when coming back from the laundry. It wasn't spraying this time but still. It being Sunday, the RV repair guy doesn't work or answer his phone, so I left a message. It wasn't going to get fixed until the next day, so no point in freaking out.

When I came back from switching loads, I noticed there were several ducks sitting in the puddles under our RV soaking in the “rain”. I laughed and asked one of them if they were enjoying themselves. He quacked happily back as if to say, “Yes! Thanks for the opportunity.” It was cute and strangely made my day. The Lord was blessing the ducks. I no longer felt bad about the leak.

The RV guy came out on Monday and replaced an O-ring. He didn't charge us anything (which was good since he was the last one to work in that area.) All was once again, well with the world.

Hope you are all doing well. Keep prepping and praying!

Take care out there.

Saturday, April 20, 2024

Did I Miss the Big War?

While I was having an actual life and working, I did see the above picture on Drudge recently with the oh so familiar red letter headlines about that mean old terrorist country Iran raining holy hell down on the completely innocent and perpetually victimized state of Israel.

Which in no way whatsoever could be faked because who doesn't love a good fireworks display? I notice that except for a couple tiny headlines still left on Drudge, the story has basically disappeared. First, it was replaced by stories of Trump's fake, made for streaming trial, but no one seems to care about that either.

To prove the not-fakeness of it all, The Wall Street Journal (last bastion of truth in this reality. Honest!) posted this picture (below) with the caption, Israeli soldiers display an Iranian ballistic missile that fell in Israel during last weekend’s attack. PHOTO: (((GIL COHEN-MAGEN)))/AGENCE FRANCE-PRESSE/GETTY IMAGES”

Now, did that missile just fall like that all horizontal like behind that gate, or was it trucked in? I like the fact that Iran's name is clearly marked on the missile proving without a doubt that it is theirs.

As I've said before, all the kings of the earth are colluding together against God and His people (us). Here is Iran's vaccination rate on their own people and here is Israel's. If they were in agreement then, I'm sure they were in agreement with this recent tit-for-tat scenario. All the world's a stage my friend. Why have real wars when you can have carefully scripted choreographed ones? Not that they don't send real human soldiers out there to kill each other. That's just a bonus.

According to the narrative, everyone is now super scared about World War Three. I'm not. If there is a “WW3” it will be fake. Guaranteed.

Take care out there.

Friday, April 19, 2024

Little Lucy

I don't know if you heard, but Jeff Berwick's little chihuahua Lucy passed away recently. It actually kind of hit me harder than I thought. Poor little thing. She will be missed. 

Thursday, April 18, 2024

Short Staffed

Our department was already short staffed the day I was hired. There are three of us in training. One old lady (me), and a couple of Millennials. I’m sure I don’t have to tell anyone who reads this blog about Millennials and their work ethic. But it is what it is.

Now, on top of that, we are down one employee who is sick (we don’t know when she will be able to return) and another girl who just gave her two week notice and will only be here through the end of April. Ouch.

The boss has increased my hours in the hopes that I can get trained faster. I’m helping by agreeing to the extra hours and praying that I can absorb the information. I need to be good at this job. So far, I’m progressing well and every day new responsibilities are being added. I like the way they are training. Get a grasp on one area and then slowly add on the next layer and the next. 

Next week I am scheduled 60 hours. It sounds worse than it is. The overtime will be sweet and will help us get caught up financially. I’ll try to keep you posted if I get a chance.

Hope everyone is doing well. Take care out there.

Sorry for the weird format. I wrote it from work and sent to myself in an email.  I can't seem to fix it. 

Sunday, April 14, 2024

Thursday, April 11, 2024

Chicken Contemplations

I don't really want to whine about my life. Ok, maybe just a little. I've been trying to decide if I will continue with this blog because I'm so busy and tired that I'm just not sure I have it in me anymore.

As I've stated to several friends on the phone lately, I'm no spring chicken. I'm not even a summer one. Just an old lady working 12 hour shifts, trying to memorize volumes of information and being a full time caregiver for my husband. He had a couple really bad days last week where he stopped eating and thought he was going to die. But he started feeling better and is eating again. Now he thinks he may be immortal.

I have no time to get anything done. When I do have time, I have no energy. If I do have some energy for a blog post, my computer keeps crashing and it is so frustrating.

Cederq almost earned himself a demerit for his Debbie Downer comment on my Eclipse post. I prefer the term Debbie Realist thank you very much.

Which reminds me. I'm sick and tired of watching the enemy destroy this country in every single category. I'm sick of their numerology and their astrology and their symbols and their despicable ways. I'm sick of being poisoned. Of watching them use their technology to kill off livestock, fish and wildlife in their efforts to starve us out. What food they do allow us is filled with chemicals and genetically modified. As much as it costs to buy groceries these days, we have to pay extra if we want something to eat that hasn't been messed with. I sometimes feel like this guy.

I use to think that I wanted to know what the enemy was up to, so that I wasn't blindsided. I don't care anymore what the enemy is doing. They can kiss my ass. I want to concentrate on what my Heavenly Father is doing these days. And He is doing amazing stuff if we all just stop worrying for a moment to recognize it.

Last week we had a really hot day. Hot enough that my husband wanted me to turn on the air conditioner. So I turned it on. Nothing. No air came out. It was just dead. I turned it off and on a couple times and it just wasn't coming on. I told my husband that we have no money to get it fixed. Summer is on it's way and the heat killed our dog last year, so we can't be without an air conditioner.

I sat down and went through various scenarios in my head for possible solutions but there wasn't any. Finally, I said a little prayer. Lord, you have never failed us. We have no money to get the air conditioner fixed and we need it. Can you please just fix it? Then I went on to do other things.

10 minutes later, the air conditioner came on and has been running great ever since. Amazing. I actually almost cried I was so thankful that once again, the Lord was looking out for us. He is doing big things too, but we are not going to see those headlines in red letters on Drudge. But know this, the Lord is aware of the war that we are in and He will not let us fall.

Back to the idea of whether I will continue the blog. I think I will. The small hold guy got laid off from his job and then just stopped writing. He hasn't posted since the end of February, and we all worry about what happened to him. I won't do that to you guys.

Amazing Polly came out to announce that she is taking an extended vacation, which makes me really sad. She is a phenomenal researcher, but she is having health issues. Plus the enemy forces went after her pretty brutally, doxing her and her husband, that she needed to take a break. I completely understand, but I will miss her. (when I went to link to her bitchute channel, she has a new video up. Nice. She's back sooner than I thought. Good for her!) I don't want to go that route just yet either.

So I guess you guys are stuck with me for the time being. Good, bad or indifferent. I may go a week or so without posting, but I will try to get at least one post out on my days off. If my computer completely dies before I am able to replace it, I will let Cederq know and he can post something on bustednuckles.

Continue to pray and stock up, the war is not over yet, but the truth is starting to trickle out. The Lord has His ears open to our prayers. Pray for your neighborhoods and your counties and actively pray against the enemy's plans. Watch and see the ways the Lord is working in your lives if you trust in Him.

Hope you all are doing well. Take care out there.

Monday, April 8, 2024

Eclipse Day

I'm glad this day has finally arrived so everyone can stop talking about it already. Oh, I've listened to all the podcasts and read a bunch of articles. I have literally never seen so much noise coming out of the internet in my entire life. But, the enemy did manage to make most of the people out there terrified of the common cold and the weather, might as well add eclipses (something that occurs regularly and has for thousands of years.)

We have several places that have declared “states of emergencies”, the National Guard is being called out, CERN is starting up again, and NASA is going to fire some rockets, just for fun. There are rumors that poison will be sprayed over the onlookers. Um...hello! They are already doing that to all of us on a daily basis, but this time it's gonna be extra special I guess.

But what about all the significance of the date? Not to mention all the coded language and symbolism? I mean, seven Ninevahs? Wow, why would you even name a town Ninevah? My answer is, what about it? These people put coded language into everything, including meaningless stories about dog rescues. This is nothing new.

My favorite, of course, is the idea that they will open the bottomless pit and let all that is imprisoned there loose. How do you know they haven't opened it already? If I recall, an army of men with women's hair is supposed to come out. Seems like we already have that. Just look at Hollywood or your local library's drag queen story hour.

I may be totally wrong, or I just have a really bad case of not giving a shit, but except for the actual eclipse, I don't believe anything significant is going to happen today. But, who knows. Stranger things have happened.

Take care out there.

Sunday, April 7, 2024

Sunday Music

Conspiracy Music Guru's latest:

Tuesday, April 2, 2024

Fun With Maps

Another part of my training for the new job involves memorizing the map of the surrounding area. I need to know every town, every street, every intersection, various landmarks and who has jurisdiction over each section. It's a large area and is quite the daunting task. My boss trained with me on the map one day last week when my trainer was off for the day. She was totally cracking me up.

She points to a big area on the map and told me the story about how this one farmer owned all the land there at one time. Then he got mad at his kids and decided to sell it off, piece by piece, so that they had nothing to inherit. Now a whole community of Amish has sprung up there that causes their own set of problems. (Like, God forbid, building without permits and burning stuff without permission!) I was laughing at her indignation at the situation.

She pointed at an exact location and said, “This is where the Extremist lives.”

“What makes him an Extremist?” I asked innocently.

“He is constantly sending us Freedom of Information requests and causes no end of problems and paperwork! He is a complete nuisance.”

(Ha ha hahaha) I was really trying to hold in my laughter at this point.

She went on to tell me that this place has a lot of sovereign citizens and somewhere here (she waves her hand over the blue area) they have a fenced in compound with a 50 caliber machine gun guarding the entrance.

“Can you show me where they are located specifically?” I asked, “I want to go there when the zombie apocalypse hits.”

“Why?” She was shocked I would say such a thing. “They will all be dead!”

I shrugged. “I'm sure they have canned goods.”

She smiled.

I really like her. Anyway, it was fun and time flew.

Tomorrow is my first 12 hour shift and I have to be at work at 5am so not sure I will be able to post the next day or two. I'm busy today since I'm going to try to get my haircut by a professional for the first time in 5 years. Also want to try to make some banana bread so no extra time.

Hope you are all doing well. Take care out there.

Monday, April 1, 2024

Barges and Bridges

So what is going on these days with barges hitting bridges? Seems seriously suspect to me. I have read several deep dives on the oddities surrounding the whole Baltimore incident. This was a good post from A Wrinkle in Tom's site: The Killing Moon, that touches on some of the more esoteric symbolism. The irony of the fact that the name of the bridge was the Francis Scott Key bridge, after the guy who wrote the Star Spangled Banner was not lost on me. Is someone trying to tell us that America is going down? Heard that threat many, many times.

There are a multitude of rabbit holes people who have the time for such things (not me!) can dig into. The ship was out of Singapore. (Did we piss them off lately?) The captain was Ukrainian, because of course he was, why wouldn't he be? The company who owns the ship is named Grace Ocean Private just to name a few starting points for those that want to get their hands dirty. But as far as I'm concerned, don't bother wasting your time. I'll tell you who is responsible for this. The enemy.

Was is a true accident? Sabotage? Cyberattack? It doesn't even matter at this point. What is important is, now we have a bridge completely destroyed and a fairly strategic port that is cut off. Before the dust had even settled the fake president declared that they would Build Back Better. Just like all the other places that have been destroyed in the last couple years.

Speaking of which, thought I'd check that webpage I favorited that listed all the upcoming smart cities that are planned, to see if Baltimore was on it. Well, what do you know? The list has been erased. Now why would they do that? Maybe the list was just a little too obvious. People might start to get suspicious.

I guess this whole barges hitting bridges is becoming a thing now since it happened again in both Arkansas and Oklahoma over the weekend. The bridges are open again, but still. What is that saying if it happens a third time? Yep, enemy action. It's all part of the new normal everyone is talking about. Pretty soon it will be just like all the big food production plants that just happened to blow up all over the county. Last I checked it was over 200 and counting. But nothing to see here, move along.

Stock up on everything you can. Pray with all your heart, soul, mind and strength. The weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty in God to the pulling down of strongholds. The enemy's time is almost up.

Take care out there.

Sunday, March 31, 2024

Sunday Music

Hollow Coves. Lucky Sidebar find:

Monday, March 25, 2024

Chugging Along

Took a little time on Saturday to rest and recharge. Just as I'm starting to get use to this schedule, it changes next week. But, I have a four day weekend coming up so that should help me have some extra time to get ahead of the game. Posting will still be light this week.

Here are some of the links I've collected lately:

The Ventriloquists

Congress Moves to Steal TikTok, Sell It to the Jews

The Planned Demolition Of Boeing

Inception attacks' on Meta VR headsets can trap users in a fake VR environment, researchers found

Project MK-Ultra in the American Classroom

Hope you all had a great weekend! Take care out there.

Sunday, March 24, 2024

Sunday Music

Triumph. Hat Tip to the Feral Irishman who posted the lyrics of Just a Game (2nd one down).

Thursday, March 21, 2024

My Old Friend, the Poet

Years and years ago, living and working in California at a very elite Art and Music school, I had an opportunity to meet Cecilia Woloch. She is a professional and gifted poet, a self-identified Gypsy, and an amazing person with a huge heart. She always treated me with respect and warmth. We actually had a chance to go out to dinner once and it was a special memory I have of those days.

I still get the email newsletters she puts out from time to time, and I wanted to post a part of it. It is an interesting view of our current world through her eyes, which is much different than how I see it: 

Why Write Love Poetry in a Burning World?

To train myself to find, in the midst of hell
what isn't hell.

The body, bald, cancerous, but still
beautiful enough to
imagine living the body
washing the body
replacing a loose front
porch step the body chewing

what it takes to keep a body

This scene has a tune
a language I can read a door
I cannot close I stand
within its wedge
a shield.

Why write love poetry in a burning world?
To train myself, in the midst of a burning world
to offer poems of love to a burning world.

Katie Farris

There isn’t any way to look away. Neither from the images of Gaza nor from the images of Ukraine. Neither from the chaos in Haiti nor from the chaos at the southern border of the U.S. Neither from the murder of Aleksei Navalny in a Russian prison camp nor from the beautiful, bloodshot eyes of his widow. Nor from the homeless encampment in the median at the end of my block. From the suffering everywhere.

We can’t look away, nor should we. But we can also look, as Katie Farris reminds us, “to find, in the midst of hell,/ what isn’t hell.”

What isn’t hell is all around us, too. We can train ourselves to find it, with the kind of attention a poet pays to the world, without whitewashing or sentimentalizing. We can even make it mean. The antidote to despair is meaning. Meaning is something we’re capable of

making, each of us, in our way, in our lives. As is beauty. I return often to a line from Jorie Graham’s Overlord: “Try to make of the grief a kind of beauty that might endure.”

Aleksei Navalny urged all of us to do something, even something small, as an act of resistance to tyranny – and to despair, I would add. Your despair helps no one; but your compassion might, and your courage — and courage comes from the heart, literally, from the Latin cor, meaning heart. So take heart.

Reclaim your right to joy, in the midst of a burning world, your strength in the face of pain and grief, and the power of your imagination. Reclaim your attention from the small screen in your hand and look up at the sky. Take a walk in your neighborhood with your eyes and your ears open, listen to the birds, befriend a neighbor. Turn your attention to what’s immediately around you — the other human beings, the natural world, the cityscape, local politics. Vote with the collective good in mind. Refuse to think of yourself as powerless. Commit an act of kindness. Do what you can, on a personal level, to repair the tears in the social fabric.

Create, in the face of destruction. Write a poem, dance, make art, make a new friend in real life. Go to a live performance — a play, a concert, a reading, an exhibition. Look for what’s flourishing, and for ways to flourish.

“Why write love poetry in a burning world? Katie Farris asks. To train ourselves, “in the midst of a burning world/ to offer poems of love to a burning world.”

There are bright spots, too, when you look for them. Last week, walking through downtown Los Angeles, I saw the unfinished skyscrapers, abandoned by their developers, that are now covered with bright graffiti – the work of artists and taggers from all over the city and the country. It looked beautiful to me, and powerful, and it lifted my spirits sky-high. Everyone I’ve spoken to thinks the graffiti should remain, at least until the buildings can be put to good use – maybe as affordable housing for Angelenos.”

Her website is located here.

Take care out there!

Monday, March 18, 2024

What's Slightly Wrinkled with Big Eyes?

You might think it is my sense of humor, but no. What is or rather was slightly wrinkled with big eyes were the last three russet potatoes I had sitting on the counter. I hard boiled the last of the eggs, cooked up those potatoes, used the last two baby dill pickles (and a couple more baby sweets) and made the best potato salad I think I've ever made. I personally don't like potato salad but this turned out so yummy that I had some myself and the rest will be for my husband's lunches this week.

I have been insanely busy. I'm working 9 hours shifts for the next couple weeks then in April, I switch to 12 hour shifts but I will have more days off so I should be able to start posting more at that time. Thanks for bearing with me. Hope you all are doing well. Keep prepping and praying!

Take care out there.

Sunday, March 17, 2024

Sunday Music

Willie Nelson - per request from Cederq:

Wednesday, March 13, 2024

New Job and Fishing Memories

The new job is going well. Training has consisted mainly of memorizing various codes. It's not Whiskey Tango Foxtrot but William Tom Frank. I'm picking things up fast and believe when I'm done with training (6 months from now) I'm really going to like this job.

The health insurance for my husband and I was almost 500 dollars a month. Ouch! Again, I say Ouch. I had decided to turn it down, but my husband said to go ahead and get it just for me, which is only 85 bucks a month. The rest of the benefits are pretty good and the retirement plan is sweet.

My husband is handling my absence during the day as well as can be expected. While going through his tools and stuff, I found our old fishing cooler. I cleaned it up and have been using it to pack him a very nice lunch and several sodas to hold him over until I get home.

Finding that cooler brought back fond memories of better days. We used to have a secret spot on Hagg Lake in Oregon where we would go fishing. We would bring snacks and beers in the little cooler and spend a couple hours there. We never really caught anything big enough to keep, it was mainly a good excuse to drink beer at 7am in the morning. We always had such fun, and we tried to go at least once a week.

One day we showed up to fish as we usually did and there was a strange shrine – a table with flowers and candles – sitting in our spot. We had heard that a whole family had drowned at Hagg Lake, but we didn't know it was right at our secret fishing place. Needless to say, we didn't fish that day. We tried to find a new spot at a different lake, but it just wasn't the same. We kind of stopped fishing altogether after that. I miss those days. Those were good times.

That is all for now because my crappy computer keeps crashing while I'm trying to write this. I will post again soon, just not sure when.

Hope you all are well! Take care out there.  

Monday, March 11, 2024

New Direction

I start my new job today. Blogging will be light this week as I figure out my schedule and time etc. Have a great day! Take care out there. 

Sunday, March 10, 2024

Friday, March 8, 2024

State of the Union

Drudge is such a joke these days.

Of course, I didn't waste my precious time actually watching the State of the Union address. There was no way they would bother to tell us the truth about what a mess the country is in. I'd rather spend my time scrubbing out the toilet bowl, a job that I hate.

I did, however, watch Tucker Carlson and Alex Jones discussing it. Two extremely reliable CIA agents sources. Don't bother going to the link. They didn't say anything important either. It's unbelievable how much Alex Jones can talk and literally not say a single thing.

Here are some good links from around the net this week:

Nimrata Drops Out of Race (Who the Hell Even Knows What’s Going on withThis Election? I Sure Don’t)

PHACILITATE with Dark Horse Consulting

Is Investing in Gold a PSYOP? Are Precious Metals Actually a BAD Investment? Is Silver a Scam?

The Daylight Savings Time PsyOp, Spring Edition

Anti-White AI Is No Laughing Matter

Prepper Communities

Civil War 2.0 Weather Report: It’s All Planned

The Five FUBARs

Have a great weekend! See you on Sunday.

Thursday, March 7, 2024

So Long Nimarata

Nikki Haley is officially out. I'm pretty sure I called it but can't find the post. I'm sure she will still pop up somewhere else to annoy us. Maybe she will be in charge of getting us to eat bugs or be the spokesperson for extreme internet censorship. Who knows, but I did get a little thrill when she finally admitted that there was no way she was ever going to be the Republican nominee, let alone President.

As a little frosting on the cake, Victoria Nuland suddenly resigned. Seems a lot of old evil chess pieces are being removed lately. Wonder what is going on behind the scenes. Hhmmm.

Take care out there.

Wednesday, March 6, 2024


Here is the latest video from Truthstream Media discussing some of the stuff going on in our current reality:

Tuesday, March 5, 2024

Workin' for a Livin'

It's official. I got a job! I start Monday. It's the graveyard job, but I'll be training days for a while before I move to nights. I want to thank everyone for all their prayers and donations. I especially want to thank the Lord for meeting all our needs through five months of no regular income.

I'm going to let you in on a little secret. It's totally ironic, but technically, I'm going to be working for the government. Ha ha ha ha ha ha!


I can't say too much more about it than that, cuz then I'd have to kill you – you know the drill. Lol! I'm excited to finally be working again.

God Bless you all! Take care out there!

Monday, March 4, 2024

Hello Everyone!

Hope you all are well. I had a very busy week. Only got about half way through organizing and going through my husband's tools. He had a lot more than I thought he did. Rearranged my kitchen and cleaned all my kitchen drawers. When I lifted out my silverware organizer, there was about a thousand little blue rubber bands. I don't know how they got under there but they are all gone now.

I also had several really good job interviews and even jumped through some preliminary hoops. The graveyard shift job reappeared after a month (I guess the manager was out sick the whole time.) So I am still waiting to hear something definitively.

I collected many links to share, too many to wait until Friday so here they are:

Firefighters CAUGHT SCRUBBING SmartMeter FIRE Articles! ?This is SCANDALOUS!

Experts Agree: Let Them Eat Dinner Flakes!

Red Cross Wants Your Help With Their Cell & Gene Therapy Solutions

Political Conflict in the Age of Psychic Warfare

Chile DEWS or "SMART" WILDFIRES? Offering Citizens $10,000 to Get a SMART METER?

The Gemini Killer

Amarillo, TX Slated for SMART CITY Status

Texas "Wildfires" -- Here we Go Again!

Some People Like This, and Always Will

Spring Arrives in Texas + The Panhandle Fires & BIOCIDAL DEATH CULT of the Universal Goddess

The Sin Of AI Is Access

Take care out there.

Sunday, March 3, 2024

Monday, February 26, 2024

Spring Cleaning Break

I was going to do a deep dive into the recent “historic, nail biting” trip to the moon a couple days ago, brought to you by Intuitive Machines but I ended up being really busy and didn't have time to write it.

I also thought maybe writing about the completely anti-white new Gemini chatbot. That whole stunt was clearly just designed to piss off all the white people. It's been pulled now, but mission accomplished. I already said those things are evil and will be used for evil purposes. I'm not sure it is necessary to write several paragraphs detailing how much the whole situation sucked. They are full on in your face all the time. If it keeps up, that face is going to be slapped hard. Kind of looking forward to watching it happen.

Had a major leak (or really a “spray”) a day or so ago that required the RV repair guy to come out and fix it. Ouch. That cost a pretty penny that I didn't really have. Sigh.

So instead of all that, and considering the weather is really nice, my computer is so glitchy I can barely use it and I have another job interview tomorrow, I've decided to just take the week off of posting. I want to take advantage of the warm days to seriously clean out the basement and get rid of all my husband's tools that he will never use again and take a bunch to the thrift store. I'm still heavily job hunting and filling out applications is time consuming as well. Just super busy and want to focus on other things. Things I enjoy, like organizing stuff instead of the insanity going on inside my computer screen.

I hope you all are well. I am praying for you. Take care out there. See you on Sunday!

Sunday, February 25, 2024

Sunday Music: Spring?

I wanted to post songs about spring, but there are very few out there on You Tube that aren't little kid songs or just kind of suck. Mostly instrumental, except for Ed Sheeran who did happen to write a decent song about spring. Maybe I'm early but I am definitely getting that spring feeling around here.

Thursday, February 22, 2024

Coming Up for Air

This is the latest video from Amazing Polly. Unfortunately, I can't embed the video but I highly recommend you watch it.

Coming up for Air

She discusses the new "Dream Team" or the new gatekeepers (same as the old gatekeepers with new faces and names) playing the same old games. Their goal is the same. Enslavement of humanity via AI technology. 

My interview went really well yesterday. So now I wait. Hope you all are well.

Take care out there. 

Wednesday, February 21, 2024

That's Much Better

Big Country Expat sent me this meme after my crazy rant yesterday. It's his own creation. I love it. Much better than the other one.

I have a job interview very early this morning. Please pray for me. It would be nice if they just offered me the job on the spot, but I've never had that happen before. I'm really ready to go back to work.

Will keep you posted. Take care out there.

Tuesday, February 20, 2024

The Moisturizing Meme Just Won't DIE!

Back at the end of October, beginning of November, this weird meme came out of nowhere and everyone was posting it on their blogs. I hated that meme and wrote about it here:

Moisturized?! Seriously?

You can see the meme I'm talking about at that link, because I refuse to re-post it again.

When I imported all my bookmarks from Firefox to Edge, I still had existing bookmarks and WRSA was one of them. That site was the biggest culprit of posting that meme. Here it's been over 4 months and he is STILL posting that meme. DE-LETE again.

Saw that meme again this morning on a different blog. I'm not deleting that blog because I love that guy and go there on the daily. So, I had to ask myself WHY I hate this meme so much and why I have such a strong adverse reaction to it. I think I figured it out.

This meme is America in its present state. Everyone is asleep with their heads down (in their lane) and happy (because they do not know what is going to hit them.) They are moisturized, as in fully lubed up. They are primed and ready because (and I'm sorry if this next part offends you) they are about to take it straight up the ass.

That is where we are as a country. On the verge of getting (and again I apologize) royally fucked over in every category of life. Our enemies are not just at the gate. They are inside, getting their monthly mercenary pay and their housing and their cell phones and their meals waiting for the orders that will come at just the right time. Our treasonous government is paying for it all with our tax dollars and no one is stopping them. All while the general public believes that they are “flourishing” the war is already over and we lost. All it lacks is the finishing.

Get prepared. It may be that God will have mercy on our country and give us more time to get ready for what is coming. But it IS coming. The enemy has already declared war on us and the threat implied in “Leave the World Behind” is what they plan on doing. I could go on, but I'll stop there.

So yeah. I get all that from one crappy meme.

Take care out there.

Monday, February 19, 2024

Selling the Poor for a Pair of Shoes

“...because they sold the righteous for silver, and the poor for a pair of shoes.” Amos 2:6.

According to the news, Former President Trump showed up “unexpectedly” to the Philadelphia SneakerCon event on Saturday to showcase his $399 golden high top shoes. The shoes sold out in minutes. People then turned around and resold them on E-bay. The current asking price varies but one pair sold for $9000!

I actually questioned if SneakerCon is even a real thing because I had never heard of it before. I know Con is short for Convention, but it could also mean, “persuade (someone) to do or believe something, typically by use of a deception.” Since our reality is literally saturated with deception, the idea that they could throw up a website for SneakerCon with a 15 year history is not outside the realm of possibilities. Even the word sneaker implies trickery. Just saying. But supposedly it's a real thing.

In the bible, feet represented your walk with God. Shoes are artificial constructs. At the burning bush, God told Moses to take off his shoes because where he was standing was holy ground. I use to think that it was the ground itself that was holy, but now I believe it was wherever Moses was standing that made it holy, according to God's words.

Which is another reason why that Super Bowl ad for people washing people's feet, and implying that Jesus would approve is so very blasphemous. Jesus washed the apostle's feet symbolizing their walk with the Lord has been washed and they would be ready for the ministries ahead after Jesus was gone. The people in the ad were washing other's feet who were still in the midst of their sins and their ministries would be of the enemy and not of God. “Their feet are swift to shed blood” Rom 3:15.

As part of our spiritual armor, we are to have our feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace. These golden shoes that Trump has presented are symbols of golden idols to be worshiped, just as he himself wants to be worshiped and portrays himself as a savior. The ministry of mammon.

Take care out there.

Friday, February 16, 2024

The Matrix is all around you...

It was a crazy week. Glad it is over. It is suppose to snow a little this morning. We shall see.

Here are some good reads this week:

Ewan McGregor Is The Most Pathetic Man Alive

The Quiet Subversion.

Forget Passwords and Badges: Your Body Is Your Next Security Key

Too Big, Too Many People, Too Little In Common

Michigan State Officials Call for Registry of Homeschooled Children

Why All These Brands (AB Inbev, Target,North Face Et Al.) Are Committing Suicide

There is also a pretty important video from Rob Braxman. He seems genuinely legit for the most part

Take care out there – See you on Sunday!

Thursday, February 15, 2024


I finally had to give up using Firefox. I was originally using them because they stated that they weren't tracking your browsing, but that ended a year or so ago.

Even though I was able to make two laptops into one, so that it wasn't overheating, the laptop I'm using is still pretty glitchy. Sometimes, especially if I had to walk away from the computer, it wouldn't wake up after going into sleep mode and I would have to shut it off and turn it back on. Typical scenario was to click out of Microsoft Edge that came up automatically and then wait for Firefox for 20 minutes until it would finally start working. I'm not sure why I put up with it for as long as I did.

I imported all my bookmarks into Microsoft Edge and spent some time organizing them and getting them cleaned up. I know. Boring.

I got a very nice rejection email from one of the jobs I was waiting on. While I would have jumped on the job, it was 12 hour shifts on graveyard with a rotating schedule. I was a little concerned about whether I could work a graveyard shift being a very solid morning person. I guess God knows best on that one. Still waiting to hear back from a couple other places. Sigh.

Hope you all are doing well. Take care out there.

Wednesday, February 14, 2024


There are lots of stuff I could write about today. Valentine's Day, Ash Wednesday (for the Catholics), Catherine Herridge (who was a little bit of a Q follower for a minute) getting fired from CBS. But, ultimately, I just don't care that much about any of those things. Instead I bring you cuteness. Take care out there.


Tuesday, February 13, 2024


Over on Drudge yesterday, I came across an extremely click bait-y link:

Super Bowl suffers delay after partial streakers run onto field and are tackled by security as Mahomes watches on

So, you know, I clicked it.

It was just some guys who ran across the football field fully clothed and at the last minute before they got caught, they took their shirts off. Hardly a newsworthy event and in no way qualifies as streakers.

These young people today! They don't know what they are talking about. Back in my day, you had to be fully buck naked to be considered a streaker (with the exception of socks and/or shoes.)

Just to be on the safe side, I looked up the definition. Cuz, you know they like to change the meanings of words these days. Nope the definition is the same:

“a person who runs naked in a public place, especially in order to shock or amuse others”

How do I know what a streaker is? This was playing on the radio all the time when I was growing up:

Anyway, keep your clothes on people. Take care out there.

Monday, February 12, 2024

Weekend Wrap Up

Chiefs won the Superbowl. I know. Shocking huh? Nothing blew up so I guess the Bane option is off the table, for now. Here are some preliminary write ups:

What’s That Meme Going Round…?

Usher Fizzles In Super Bowl Halftime Show Despite Alicia Keys & Guest Stars Galore – Review

CASHING IN CHIPS: Super Bowl fans stunned by nachos costing staggering $60 as price of food inside Allegiant Stadium is revealed

I'm sure de-codes of the half time show will be trickling in, but I will spare you on those.

Meanwhile – there was a shooting at Joel Osteen's Lakewood church. Interesting tidbit about Joel is the fact that he has been mandela effected. His name use to be Joel OLSTEEN. I look at it as, no EL since he is an overt satanist posing as a mega-church pastor. He is in the big club.

I haven't heard anything yet on the two job interviews I had last week. The suspense is killing me. Hopefully I will hear something soon.

That's all for now. Take care out there.

Sunday, February 11, 2024

Sunday Music:

I'm sure nothing will happen today, and tomorrow we will continue living our lives in relative peace. I've posted “Bye, Bye, Miss American Pie” before – but it mentions February, football and fire. Just out of curiosity I checked the gematria to see what “music died” came up with. 87. This is still an excellent song, which, apparently held the record for the longest song at 8 minutes and 32 seconds. That is, until Taylor Swift herself, broke that record at 10 minutes with “All Too Well”. I have included that video at the bottom.

Friday, February 9, 2024

Fighting Bears

I got a package yesterday from my other sister for my birthday. It was a coffee mug that said, “I would fight a Bear for you Sister. Not a Grizzly. Or a Brown Bear. Or a Panda. But maybe like a Care Bear? I'd fight one of those Sonsabitches for you.” Lol. I loved it.

Had a nice dinner with my son. Poor kid was exhausted, having no sleep and driving all week down from Alaska on his way to Louisiana. But it was a great visit even if it was short. I said to keep in touch and “call your mother” using my best mom impression.

So I had a pretty busy week and didn't have a lot of time to read any articles – so no links. The articles I did read were about the inordinate amount of evil symbolism surrounding the Super Bowl this year. I told my husband I was concerned something really bad would happen at the game this year. My husband said, “You say that every year.” Well, I'm not so sure that I do say that every year, but none the less, the symbolism this year is off the charts.

A lot of people lost complete respect for the NFL once players starting dropping a knee in political correctness gone wild and against our country. Most of those people will never watch football again.
Add in how obvious the rigging is, more people stopped watching. They had to bring in CIA asset Taylor Swift to get any one to care. There has been instances of people who attended her concerts and then can't remember what happened. Nothing was ever explained about that.

Then of course it is the Chinese New Year, Year of the Dragon. There are also interesting planetary alignments, and you know how the enemy loves those. It might be the last opportunity for this predictive programming to play out:

I heard two completely unrelated people state that what happens in Vegas doesn't stay in Vegas. Travis Kelce's number happens to be 87 – the death number. The stadium in Las Vegas where the Superbowl will be played is Allegiant (All Giant) Stadium, but it's nickname is the Death Star. And so much more.

Regardless if anything spectacular happens, the Superbowl is one giant Satanic ritual, including all the commercials and especially the half time show. I won't be watching it, but I will be praying for all the players and those people in the stands attending. Hopefully, nothing will happen. I guess we shall see.

Take care out there everyone! See you on Sunday.

Thursday, February 8, 2024

Unexpected Surprises

Yesterday was my birthday. Except for the date and the fact that I'm getting old, it started out as any other day. I went to the Post Office to pick up a package from my sister.

In my mailbox was a very generous donation from one of the followers of this blog. It was unexpected and I was totally surprised and delighted. I have been determined to really trust the Lord in meeting all our needs while I've been out of work and not to panic. But, I was keeping an eye on our finances. Before I could even think to start to worry, this money showed up. What a great blessing! It is enough to get us through paying our bills and groceries for the rest of the month. I sent an email to thank him and he said, “My heart 'hearing' is often dull, but the Lord made sure I got His message this time.”

Wow. The Lord truly is awesome.

Thanks again out there. You know who you are. Lol!

As I've written about before, my little sister sends amazing care packages filled with all sorts of treasures. There were a dozen or so emergency hand warmers for when it gets super cold again, real dutch processed cocoa, a couple of boxes of non-GMO corn bread mixes that you can't find out here in Kansas, and assorted other goodies. Among the presents was a Tupperware sugar bowl and salt and pepper shakers that had been my mom's. She included a ceramic bowl in the shape of a leaf that mom always had on the table filled with black olives and baby dill pickles on Thanksgiving day. Very sentimental. I may have cried just a little over that.

So now I am drinking cranberry-pomegranate tea she sent in a beautiful new mug that is painted with a winter woodland scene and a big brown bunny. I have already designated it my new tea mug. Who could ask for a better life than this? The Lord has not only abundantly met all our needs, but I feel like I have riches beyond measure for the little moments like this.

To top it off, my son called unexpectedly saying he is going to be in town and wants to stop by and see me. I haven't seen him in over 5 years so this was excellent news. My birthday ended up being totally amazing!

Trust in the Lord my friends. He will always be there for us.

Take care out there.

Wednesday, February 7, 2024

Toby Keith

I was very sad to hear that Toby Keith recently passed away. I always liked his music. Here are a couple of his songs:

Tuesday, February 6, 2024

I Forgot it was Black History Month

While walking around the internet this weekend, I was reminded that it is Black History Month. Just in case you are unaware of all the good that people of color bring to our country, I have compiled a list. It is highly important that we are reminded (again and again) of all that they have accomplished and how long they have been here, including the ones that came over on the Mayflower.

  • Black people invented everything including the internet

  • All the Founding Fathers were Black

  • All Royalty are Black dating back to the beginning of time

  • Black people created the English language and continue to perfect it to this day

  • All the great thinkers were Black: P'lato, S'ocrates, etc.

If you don't believe the facts I have presented here – you are a total raycist and should be shunned for your whyte privilege. Get your own month. Only 23 more days left in this one.