http://www.parliament.uk/about/how/role/parliament-government/

"At the trial, Captain Kynette invoked his 5th amendment privilege not to testify and instead sat reading a copy of the US Constitution. After a short deliberation, the jury returned guilty verdicts against Captain Kynette for the bombing and his lieutenant for being an accomplice. A sergeant from the intelligence unit was acquitted of all charges. Judge Bowron sentenced Kynette to two years to life in San Quentin but the wrecking ball didn't stop there."

- (C) San Diego Police Historical Association, All Rights Reserved.

 
Hot? Too much so? My I crack some eggs? And your head? Harry Raymond? A police department like that never changes it's spots, in my opinion. No wonder one of my security guys frowns on two first names as a supposedly legal name. Secret Service farmhands on duty five years ahead of the next election, and you're running me out of town? Man, are they nuts out here!! As Kenny B. said, "They just don't get it."


Reminders...

Severely disabled = Saint Louis, Missouri
Dead = Los Angeles, California

As the NASA crew once said, "Okay, this is not looking good."
My man said, "I saw your notebooks." And handed-over $5? You got people on bridges keeping presidents alive? I did it, too! [Bush, the disgruntled citizen had an M-16. Or so said Channel Five (5) (V)].  


Two more free stories, in case we all end up dead.

1. Back in the 1970's, my family took perverse delight at a street address of #5 in watching me try to achieve great things with very meager resources. The ELECTRO CREDIT UNION SIGNATURE LOANS, Dee? I long ago realized my business partners were slack in paying me because any money passed was for illegal drugs, right Gravlin family? No, it was for the loan payments. $750 each. Joke's on you! How did I accumulate money? I saved it, moron. And, who took me up to the bank under the legal age to open my Hamilton Federal account with the ORANGE passbook? Not Charlie Hughes, it was step-grandpa Bob. One Christmas, I said of Bob, "He was in the Army. How did he get in our family?" Took a long time for that laughter to die down, so perhaps you'll understand why I'm fixin' to kill me some Americans. NOT A MOVIE. NOT A TV SHOW. NOT A JOKE. NOT ILLEGAL. TOO LATE TO BE NICE TO BILL.

2. Story #2 has been changed, since I just put it in Book #4, a tome only a literary agent is reading, not you, spy-slut. Allen Unwin still in business down under? Man, does Australia need to be kicked out of the U.K., just like California and the USA. Cameron, I assume, has Tylenol; I don't. Some street vermin stole it. Time to die, LA! No reservations required!! Casual attire is O.K. New story/news flash? I hear my hero Pete Conrad saying what?

More Apollo 12 Excitement
"Darn it!"
LAUGHTER
"You know what it is? I know what it is! Nazis took all the fuel cells off the line."
"That's who the hell did it!"

Fox News/National Review types, listen yourself and weep. And, remember, all men, rich and poor, are free to pee in the bushes. [However, refrain from this practice when cops are near].

Looks like your King James Bible grandpa too? Tell it to a court. I sure don't have access to one. Not in this terror state. "Grandpa was in the Navy." That's all of my info@1955-2007.con job? He sure was! 

Why not?

"What is he talking about?"
"I'm calling the cops!"
"Nah, let's go into Starbucks and start a fight."

As we said in our St. Louis neighborhood, "You do that."

Like campfires of old, the Hollywood screenwriter is a storyteller, as with female LA NaziCops who will see video of the black dude beat senseless by a stupid Chevron minimum wage, drug-dealing, arrogant, slimy, Hispanic clerk motherfucker who ought to be on the wrong end of a big handgun since they will do nothing about his assault, first degree. Hey, it's Friday! Grandma and the South Side St.L fried cod? Not tonight, girls. Hey, let's call the cops on psychotic security guards on bikes. Make up stories and call 911--California's favorite number. The deputy dawgs know my "Shots fired" standard. Sure they do, and that's why the city sewer guys were making loud POPS yesterday. This goes back to popped paper bags in grade school, December, 1963. I am not the only one who knows this, son. Boston, MA is far away, and don't steal her extension # again, please.

Getting lots of federal funds? I'm not getting any sex, kinky or otherwise, so maybe I'll drop a bag of shit on the Chevron lot from the Dodger game biplane. Why did the guy get "arrested." He gave Hughes a piece of paper. GARCETTI, BETTER GET YOUR ASS TO STARBUCKS BEFORE SOMEBODY GETS KILLED--NOT ME. BUNCH OF SHIT! MOBSTERS! BIG MAFIA! DOPE HOUNDS! CRAZED CHRISTIANS! UFO NUTCASES!  That was not a Dodger ballplayer who said, "Screw 'em" early one morning? I know what I'm seeing, 1120/550/790/94.7.

My 1000 Oaks assessment? "Somebody unplugged you in 1991." [Think H.W.]
Los Angeles racketeers? "Somebody unplugged you in 2006." [Think W.]

BJCBH Point #6 (The rest is personal)
6. It's not the same people I met in the Dome Building with Secret Service Agent R.M.? His business card was bragged about and displayed by me on Ward H/SLPRC 2006-2007. One story only! Last night, I came into the Union Station Starbucks, and when you are Hughes, "they" stand in your way. I said, "I did not bump you intentionally." My gal was at the door looking at ceiling tile, as they tend to do. She was on me immediately. I said, "Where have you been?" The reply? "I was in jail." After an explanation of that adventure, she said, "You should knock them over," and a bag was left with my dinner in it. I cannot disclose the contents, due to what I derisively term "Food Code." I'm so "paranoid," I ate it last night, with no ill effects yet. The inside joke here? She gives the same fake name as a screenplay character of mine who would utter the same lines to SETH, my fictional president. This scares me, but only a little. >>END OF STORY<<

Copying any public documents out there, Koval? Fighting my every keystroke, are we? I'll be "stuck" in Starbucks/Union Station until 10. That's why one of the SS males gave me some MONEY. Pay phone ripped off the pole yet? Not yet? This legal, E. Holder? Who are these mongrels? Could y'all ship some frozen White Castle burgers? Maybe not, as there are no public restrooms in California.

Dave Camera~on Said What?

I try to run a PG-13 web blog . Therefore, no comment here, Gordon Brown.

William V, 1977: No Zurich, No Copenhagen? Magic!

Trouble? Nope, I simply know what I'm doing. Can't/won't trust me? Get out of my way!
Last name first, please.
[That's an old one from the neighborhood]

OBAMA? "The face of evil."

"My" people saved his ass in December of 2009, and what has happened since?
Where's that resignation letter, sir?

Much Like St. MARY'S

Watching, Watching, Watching.
The "great revolution" so evident the first time I was stuck here with many choppers at that other building was apparently cancelled.
May I have my FAA e-mail back?
Not yet?
Man, it was just like a movie!
Homeless girl fisticuffs on the street.
They notice, as with closing time, who you leave with.

Later, as I watched the cop helicopter, for the record I said:
"Easy to fuck up. Nice. Windy. Practicing? Ah ha, you big brown and black turds."

St. Louis, add HELICOPTER NOISE.

This here is Los Angeles, where when a guy with a Dodgers T-shirt on passes as you buy your not terribly healthy Cheetohs Puffs at the gas station and says, "Fuck 'em," it means the ball club is on board. No press conference? Tommy Lasorda died? Vin? Not yet? 

I did not look at my stolen watch, soldiers.
As we said in North St. Louis, "A freckle past the hair," meaning we did not care. How long was our baseball/football practice? Till dark or little brother brought a message from momma.

Cell phone? Only grandpa Howard had one in 1966.

HE DROWNED IN THUN? Almost! Right Marko/Dino 790?

5,000 piddly watts? Disgraceful! Need more power, Scotty!    

I'm not all that?

HUGHES: "You need a human in the fighter jet."
FISHERMAN: "They're starting to figure that out."
[Let's hear it, Schizo~demented>>>"He's crazy!" Taking your medication I didn't?]


USA can argue with a beefed-up EU military later. Who screwed-up and watched the USA bust up. Mr. Obama. I won't be here. Right, Secret Service snots?

So right!
Missourah teacher is here!

How many lawyer declinations?
"Sorry Hughes, we can't help." = 60+
How many Cop Convos?"
"We are the illegal cop stop cops." = 70+ 

Seen that Philadelphia Story movie? Disappearing people who are indeed from Earth:

Pam
Dave
Stephie
USAF Neighbor & Spouse*I'm nuts?

How long since I found Lou's Facebook photo? Trapped in Prison Camp LA! How long since I said, in my always-bugged apartment, "Must be vacuum tubes. The Navy wanted a big power supply for something, and 'Oops, the ship disappeared.' Those guys never came back. I saw the exit sign on I-64. Get the first joke? Then, streetlights. On I-55. Get the second joke? I exclaimed, "Jesus Christ! I'm in Springfield!" 100 miles. Get the third joke, spies? I'm sure you do.

My U.K. helper? She's still waiting.  Note the "MI-5 look." I get that a lot.
My worst female mess has the same birthday as Prince William?
Me? Try Prince Harry's, and you cannot see the Birth Certificate, Comrade BrainJack!
 

Feel safe? Oh, they are all out of power. Really? Wait until I get around to a book about ex-presidents. Lost? Term limited out? As Kenny said in T.O., "They don't get it." Steal my phone numbers again yet? Not yet?Let's analyse some new Kennedy hints from..hold on, let's check Mr. Bill's e-mail. 

Back later. @11:41 e.d.t.

I should check the e-mail more thoroughly. Can't talk/write now. Real? Girls, start packing. Tabloid excitement! Broken hearts! [Mine, so many times I can't count]. Live through another night? Soldier, the 2x4 was not cracked. Pop! In half, dude.Bush was/is P00003335. Me? P8003536. He could run again, and I'd almost vote for him. I said almost, you transgendered, purple pot smoking banacle of a welfare leech! {"Sounds like Bill's gotten more conservative in his old age."} 

BUSHWACKED!
$62,563,223
$45,621

As Andrea 2.0 said, "It's a public document."
As the Central Intelligence Agency said of Hughes & California, "It's like making a movie. You do it with other people's money."
As my dad, Howard Hughes' son, said, I'm a quick study. 
I Pod? What's that?
How do you turn the freakin' thing on?
Postage stamp?
I know I'm speakin gEnglish.
For the NASA FOIA.
Yeeeha!
The dog is "Sam," the cat is "Pete"
You can't stop it!

A few gents are about to die in Starbucks.
Better "Call the cops!"
They will take their time.
`   



*Right in front of my eyes, Mr. NutJob!!!
[Trying to tell me something?]

Mom's WATERMAN Wonderland

Cops, don't switch-out the blood sample when I kill me a DrugThug--it was just too much coffee.

Got a spare C-note, you little drug-dealing prick?
Mafia after shave?
SOB = "Short of Breath" in "RN speak."
Short your life is, fuckface!
Very, very, short, your life will be if if I get pissed today.
Deputy!
Copper!
Security guard!

Big, cold, dead, thug!

Why?

"So I could get this hearing, your honor."

~YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED~
Pam and Steve on foreign soil yet?
Other options?
I call it a "Cranial Ventilation."
Caroline's dad got one.
In 1963.

"And of course, Marko, when I got back to my Datsun 1200, it started right up." Missing the boat, abc? cbs? So vile! nbc sent the video in a plain brown wrapper, for my protection. Of what, oh great Hughes? "Kids, decades ago, we gathered around the TV like a campfire of old, and watched the news with Dan I'd Rather be in Missouri. Also, there was Tom I'm Broke, aw. 'Harry Reasonable,' I called him in 1969." THEY KNEW THAT, SON--AT MY NETWORK. You are stealing what next? Help yourself, because your chum is, well, like, not who you thought.

Did I mention Chitown's fbi went home early...to feed the doggies? Kids had a soccer game? Nuke ticking in LA? Really!? As Dr. Rebecca said of my client who was about to be killed by "the cops,">>>>>"Mister Hughes, you'd better do something about that."