Still Kickin'

   Yep, I'm still here. I got a bitch today that America as a whole should be interested in, Obamacare. From what I read all They have to do is walk into Your house and find beer in Your refridgerator under this law and They can call You a bad Parent and take Your Kids. That in My opinion is insanity. I know not to believe everything You here, I just have to voice My opinion on this is all. I understand Their thinking too, if You have alcohol within the reach of Children it is wrong. The same thing goes for drugs too, only different, Kids should not be around drugs what so ever. Hell Nobody should in reality. On Facebook People seem angry enough to take it to the streets, I just hope the grip of sanity remains strong because it seems to be weakening with every passing day. Power is what I feel is the problem with Our President, He refuses to bend when it comes to this shut down. Another thing about the Government, where and when and how are They ever going to pay back all the money They owe? I doubt if They even plan on doing so. Bad business for sure. I told My Dad one of the reasons I left the Cities is They're too damn dangerous to live in now. I just had that to say tonight Folks, I sure as Hell hope everything works out for Us. I know We have undesirables from other lands here to kill People, so War on Our soil is inevitable, let's just not go crazy and start killing each other, pass it on. Kelly

Hell on Earth

   I really cannot believe that Richard Pattison is being allowed to get away with what He has done, and now He is getting away with screwing with My life? Seriously, this is maddness. I will be amazed if I don't shoot these Boys. "Money talks, Bullshit walks!", Ya, He's some Punk They accepted and I am the Outcast. I can gaurantee that when I get My patent and do have money in My life I will go to Jail, I made My mind up that I will get a charge of assault and battery on Me, because I will kick Bill Rowley in the face without asking if He wants to fight. In the first place He nor His Partner Richard deserve a fighting chance. I have told His Pal Dana Peterson I want to, so I know this Boy in Washington already knows how I feel here. You out there reading this know in Your hearts that if it were You the anger would be hard to control, many of You might have already killed Him for His role in this crime. I sure do hope that I don't beat the Boy to death though, it would be too easy to lose complete control on the Jerk, I mean Hell, I even went out of My way to help this Boy out when ever He was in need. Well enough said, I hate even talking about this crap, it's just that I feel I can bring Them to justice in the long run. You Folks enjoy You weekend will Ya? Kelly.

Here I type again

   Dang it gets tough to come up with an interesting title sometimes. Today? I really have'nt much to say, so I guess I'll go over a few things for the new Followers, I am up to one hundred and twenty for the first time. Yes I am an honest Person just trying His damndest to have a few Boys brought down for what They have done to My life and what They are doing today. I know it sounds made up, I would be skeptical if reading this too, but I really am the Victim of a bizarre crime. This crime started in 1980 when I was set up with drugs and Rock and Roll. This music was intended to make a Person believe that They were to be a Star, it is known as 2112 by a Canadian band named Rush. In the first place I had never done any acid before and had never even thought about doing any either. That was set up by My old Pal Bill Rowley, even though I have no proof. What tells Me for a fact that He did so was that right after this night I was told that Richard Pattison wanted Me in a Band with Them, They would teach Me to play the Bass Guitar. I am what is known as a slightly retarded Person, it runs in the Family. It was'nt too long after that when I had enough of how My Life was going in Riverton Wyoming and I moved to Austin Texas. That is where everything really takes a turn for the worse. For some odd reason the name Kevin came to mind when I thought about asking Someone to go with Me. Kevin was a Friend of Mr. Rowleys, it was'nt long after We arrived in Austin that We met a Kid named Scott Carrol. Kevin and Scott kept asking Me to do acid with Them, I mentioned I was'nt too bright to begin with. On one night while tripping I crashed a Party at the Marriott Hotel, even with My long hair and flip flops on I was accepted to a point. I mentioned to a Gal there that I was doing acid. I don't recall if I mentioned the Man sitting behind Her while We talked, I kept looking over at Him and all He did was sit there and smile at Me with the friendliest smile I have seen. Before the night was over there were very few People left at the Party and I was talking to a Woman while We looking out the window, that was when I lost control of My senses, Hell I actually thought the Party was for Me then. What I said to Her was, 'It was only a few months ago when I was sleeping on that Job and now Here I am.". That was when I knew I had better leave. On My to the door I was acosted by a Gentleman there, He was in a Karate stance and asked Me, "Do You want to fight?". I smiled and said no and shook His hand and left. The very next weekend I again was asked if I wanted to do some more acid, well when I was starting to get a real good high going Kevin and Scott walked in to where I was sitting and handed Me a copy of Playboy that read, "Stoned Hippy carries along Hallucenagens!", really. I refused to even read the part about that night but I can say for a fact I read every page except, even the ads caught My mind. There was a joke in there that really sent My mind to spinning, there was a sex education class going on and this Fella asks, "What's all this have to do with getting laid?", in the next section He is writing on the blackboard over and over, "I am an Idiot! I am an Idiot!". that alone screwed with My life bad. Noy long after that Bill Rowley and Richard Pattison showed up in Austin, naturally They were never around when the drugs were set up, this is when They started trying to Bully Me. I was never known as a Guy that would stand up for Myself and They knew that. It took Bill yelling at Me and charging Me to break His guitar over His head, nothing like the commercial either. And to conclude, now I am screwed with on Television, Huh! That My Friends is highly irregular to say the least. "Kelly! Kelly! Kelly!", was yelled at Me while playing the guitar in My camp in Austin, then Homer Simpson is looking His Wife Marge and yells those same words. Craig Furguson says out loud while I was living in Killeen Texas, "Richard Pattison, Killeen Texas!", that one pisses Me off, rub it in You piece of dirt. I left that Playboy lying on the floor of My room after I clobbered Bill Rowley and everything else I could'nt carry and hitched hiked to California with thirty seven cents in My pocket because I felt so bad, that is how I am, I look back now and I should have thrown the Boy out of My apartment and stayed. To finish for tonight all I have to say is that if I had done the drugs They set up on Saturday, I would have been committed to an asylum. Sincerely Kelly John McGill.

A day in America

   I just have to say I am glad to see the Amber alert back in business, Who in the Hell would stop such a thing? Insanity! I lived in Euless Texas when Amber was taken, I kept My eyes open for a Mexican in a black pickup. This stuff is already out of hand. Not allowing Veterans to visit a monument that They are being honored with is absurd. I feel They want a War with the People, population control. Be very careful too, if They were overrun They would blow ths land sky high I feel, the worse case senario. I just hope to Hell Someone in power grabs the reins and takes control. They allowed this Country to be easy to enter, and now We have to pay? I said it before, I moved out of the cities for fear of what I have been seeing. If You drive onto an apartment job in Texas You'll see what I mean, the hate is in the eyes of the Mexicans. I have been a framing Superintendent, You have to force these Boys to do the job right, but if You go to another job with the same People working and it's ran by a Mexican They do pretty work without a fuss. And that My Friends is how it has become. I sure as Hell would rather be making the money I used to before going to jail, now I practically have to starve down there, I went to driving a cab due to the fact. I ask for the Lords help in this matter, but I feel it is in vain. I salute those that can change the World. I hope Tomorrow will bring Us a brighter day. Kelly.

Men and Mice

   "It separates the Men from the Boys.", hits home. A Coward is what I have been all of My life, but I have My moments where I am the brave one too. "All work and no play makes Johnny a dull Boy.", also hits home here, for that is My life. When I was in My twenties I was a different Person for a fact. There was a time when I made love every night, that came to an abrupt end when the realization of what I had done to Nancy hit Me, and I mean hard. Neither one of Us could do a damn thing about Our lives being hurt, it tears My heart out to see Her standing the crying and Me looking at Her in disbelief. She fell in love with Me? Holy crap is all I really can say now. Obsession is what She became to Me, there is'nt a morning that goes by that when I wake up I don't think of Her, and many a nights I have cried Myself to sleep. Pathetic? Yes I have to say so. I mention this tonight in order for People to see what an innocent Kid I really am, still. I have said it before how painful this can be to Me by writing this, it hurts, but I have to say it. My life is a hard Son of a Bitch and that My Friends is all I can say about it. I am seeking something that I feel is unachievable, justice, but at the same time I know in My heart that it might just work. I cannot help but be a Foll, for that is what I am. It is natures course for Me to be what I have become when it comes to Love, but it was by the hands of My fellow Humans on Earth that I became a mess of a life. I admit that I am not so messed up that I cannot live a better life, but still I am what is known as a fouled up life. My thinking changed the minute I heard the music from Rush. I am still angered over these People taking it upon Themselves to attempt to change My life. There was nothing innocent about it either in My opinion, and when the Playboy was handed to Me it was clearly brutality, for They waited until I was good and high before it was given to Me. On that night My life was changed forever, and not for the better. There is'nt a Man alive that would not want to see these People brought to justice, and by the grace of God it will be done. Thank You sincerely for reading this, and have Yourselves the grandest lives You can. Kelly McGill.

My Life!

   Holy Crap! I walked into a party and was accepted in society, for real. The thing People do not get is that I told Them that I worked on the jobsite I was looking at when I started tripping hard. If I get the words right here I'll be amazed, "It was only a few months ago when I was working on that Job there, and now Here I am.". I said this while looking out of the window of the top floor of the Marriott. Art Capehart had to have been contacted within the week, Art was the Boss. Other then that? Huh? What does that mean? My Life? Get a grip on reality! I try! Like tonight when I am sitting in a Bar and an older Gentleman comes over and buys Me a beer, I heard about these places, it is supposed to have been a Gay Bar that has changed it's clientle. The next thing I know is that He's talking crap to a Fella next to Him, I'd seen Him around town so I went along and let it be. After a while I was buzzed pretty good and started feeling My oates, this Gentleman was'nt as Gentlemanly as He sounds. He started picking a fight with this Fella next to Him, the only reason I could decifer was due to His long hair. After a while I even told Him, while telling Him about My Youth, He was screwing up. A Kid next to Us thought it funny, when I do as I do and told Him Men don't laugh, He wanted to fight. He went outside and I never saw Him again. After that I was ticked about the old fart causing problems, which I told Him I understood. I thought He wanted to teach the Youth They were Kids, He was just a Drunk I see now, but at the time I was into the mood. By the time I left the Bar My words over My shoulder were, "If You follow Me outside We'll see where this goes!", and that My Freinds is not Kelly McGill. Like I say, the night I left the Party I was approached about fighting, I told Him no I'd rather walk away. Hell, I'm an admitted Coward Folks, but tonight? People push just like this Guy, He saw an adolesent in His eyes and wanted to fight, ignorance at it's best. Other then that Fuck the World and Kiss My Ass, Not really, but Hey maybe that'll work aye? Kelly John McGill. p.s. I had a few.

Obama?

   I really am puzzled at how this President carries out His orders. From following People in the World on Facebook I am awaken to the fact that the 28th Amendment exists, I have to look it up Myself. But first I wanted to raise a little cane here. We all know He and His fellow Politicians were paid today, of course. But what about the working class in the Government, Knutts. What bothers Me is that Churches are exempt from this Obama care, Why? If one pays They all pay I say. What's going to happen is that Churches will be flooded with new Members to avoid this health care problem. The joke of the day is that We all should join the Muslims, Who are They going to kill after that? I know this is wrong to talk like I about this, in the first place it is irresponsible and immature, but I have to say something, this Obama is leading Us into a War on American soil. I have said enough, I have to walk away from it here. God bless the U.S.A., and Lord watch over Us for We are Fools, Kelly McGill.