STILL NOTHING!

   This is starting to get out of hand, how do I get justice? These little kids screw with My life and I can do nothing about it? I tell You here and now, I am going to beat the Fucking hell out of Them when I run into Them, I know where three out of four of these Assholes are. I admit, I am not the toughest Guy around, but I know how to hurt People. Enough said I feel it does no good to ramble on like this. You Folks enjoy Your day, Kelly

September 13th, 2012

   Well I aint going nowhere by trying to talk with Hugh Hefner, ignored is what I am. I can say without a doubt that my messages via Facebook go directly to Him, and I tell the truth when I say I was given the Playboy, one inwhich I did see My name in print while breezing through it, so I know damn good and well that He knows who it is that is contacting Him. Too damn good to talk to a Fella like Me I guess, rich Bastard is probabaly laughing about the whole affair. I can see why He would want Richard Pattison around too, He was known as a Guy that was good with the Ladies, He would fit right in with that crowd. Myself? I doubt if They would want a slow Boy to hang out with Them. Hell, when We were nineteen most of the Guys around that We knew were the type that slept alone, Bill Rowley, Kent Jepson, Ken Dodson none of Us were great Lovers. Ya Bill would say He was, He always brought these Girls by, fifteen yearolds. I was cordial to Them but never showed any interest due to Thier age. The only fifteen year old I did show an interest in was Shiela, and that was because I had seen the look in Her eyes before that. They call Them jailbait for a reason People. I really hope that this damn writing does some good, because this is depressing. C-Ya later, Kelly.

Holy Crap it's Kelly!

  Holy Crap! Says it all don't it?

I don't have a title today

   I get kinda lost just titleing these dang things. I thought of something these Characters are more than likely saying about Me. We were at My apartment once when an old boy from the bar downstairs was up. He said He more'n likely had spent a million dollars in His lifetime. Without thinking about it I said Me too, I was corrected by Bill Rowley. Of course at nineteen I had never spent a hundred thousand, it just goes to show You how dimwitted I am. It was easy for these Guys to set Me up with enough acid to destroy My brain cells, I did'nt think before I did them. I can still be so dumb as to jump in without thinking of the consequences too much. Bah, guess what I did this morning? I found Hugh Hefners personal facebook page, I am curious if He'll write back, it's worth a try aint it? You Folks have a great sunday will Ya, Kelly.

Mad at the World

   Ya, that's Me, "Mad at the World.", but I do have a right to be. Man, I'm actually getting a lot of pagewiews recently, thank You for reading this People. That at least makes Me a bit better. I do hope that I wind up with a certain reader real soon because of what I did just a few minutes ago. I have in the past wrote to Playboy as I have mentioned, I tried to do so tonight and found a Facebook page for Playboy. All I really did was leave a comment on a Porshe, along with telling Them where I can be found. Let's hope Hugh Hefner Himself reads this. I am curious what kind of a Man He really is, does He even know what Richard Pattison has done. And as far as Richard and Bill Rowley go, I state a fact when I say that They're the ones that told People to do what They have done. And Hugh if You are reading this page let Me tell You something, when that Playboy was handed to Me Pal They had Me so high I was not in My right mind, and I was never the same. I state a fact so help Me God. I will end with saying one last thing for the evening, in a few days it will be 9/11, and We will all remember a day that changed Our lives. I wish luck and a safe return to all of those abroad. I have Family members that have returned from both Iraq and Afganastan and I am glad They are safe. Sincerely Kelly McGill

Here We go again

   I have to be honest here, one of the toughest things to come up with on these blogs is the title, really, I can go on and on about this happening or They did that, but to title it seems to be the toughest part. Man, I look at My life and I seriously become exasperated, I guess that means a bit overwhelmed, but I must insist on saying I speak the truth and nothing less. I know My saying just that probabaly ticks People off, but I have to cram this down Your throat almost to find a way to bring certain People to justice. I know I have said a few times that I was through doing this, but when a Person thinks about how They think They are so cool to do what They do, I refuse to quit. Ask Yorselves again, what would You do? Myself? I would rather be doing what I did on Saturday, I backpacked into a lake in the windriver mountains, I was near the top when I saked Myself if I wanted to continue through the next two days, I told Myself to beat the storm coming in and made it to My truck pretty fast. If Ya think I was Wussin' out, You have to understand that I hiked for over five hours going both ways with only short breaks. I aint seventeen anymore, like I was when I went up to that lake in highschool. There is a feeling You get, or atleast I have had it before, that when You are up that high You have but no choice but to continue, I know You can be rescued, but I say to Myself, 'Ya better get off Your ass and get going, nobody's gonna carry You down.", even though They will, I get up. That kinda relates to My plight here today, the difference being, I really need the help. I cannot make it off this mountain alone. These People are so powerful They can actually mess with Me on the T.V., how in the Hell do I beat Them without actually beating Them hard? Welcome to My dilemma, Kelly.

The Laughing Stock?

   When I say laughing stock, I am referring to these Characters being aloud to do what They do national television. That in itself is an outrage. I understand, as I have said before, that this seems as if it's unreal. Like Who would believe that I was offered whatever it was in My own copy of Playboy? That in itself seems far fetched I agree, but it is the truth. And I state again that it was handed to Me after They had Me in another state of mind to boot. A Man would have walked up to You and said something about it, a Friend would have made damn sure that You understood what it is this magazine is saying to You. Not alter Someones mind and try to destroy what little mind He does have. That is a crime that will not go unpunished if and when I run into each one of Them. Richard Pattison should'nt be all that hard to find if I look in the right places. I'm not talking about removing Them from the face of the Earth, but I will be violent towards Them. I'll spill My guts out later, Kelly.

2088 Page views ?

   Hey! You are reading this? Well alright, I guess I am reaching out to Sombody out there. Heck, I might even get a Judge to look at it if I keep it up, gotta try aye? Well, what to say? Hell I get bored with this "Richard did this, I was an absolute screw up!", crap. You wanta know how I started out tying to really better My life? I tried to write My biograghy, I thought what the hell I'd try to get help from Playboy, I see My errors now, and sent through Thier Chicago office hand written letters. Were'nt They the ones that regognized Me? Well anyhow, no response. I had even contacted Them via the internet, I have sent email a plenty via Forums too. That was when I said enough and dropped everything an went to Santa Monica the first time. I walked right up to and walked in the front door of Playboy west studios. The receptionist was surprised that the door even opened. I was given a phone number to call, but when I did I could do nothing but cry when I tried to talk to the Gentleman on the line, He hung up after a short time of course. An emotional wreck to say the least, if I were to stand on a wittness stand I would breakdown I am sure of it. But hey it's cool, Richard Pattison is a swell Guy, He gets to mess with My life, that's one cool Dude. I'll be ta seein' Ya later, Kelly