Big Dufus on the Dark Side

Well, this is more just pathetic than interesting or exciting but in the interest of documentation here is one underpaid Dufus' attempt to get my attention for his boss so I'll QUICK VACATE MY HOME AND give it to them for pennies.

So, last night I visited the library on Manhattan, the one right across from all the churches and the dumpy apartment building. I was waiting for my chillrun to get done on line and doing some work on my laptop when this character I remember from another visit to the library roared over in his shiny black nazi-mobile to start some trouble. He arrived about three to four minutes after I did so it's pretty obvious that he got there just for me. (I videotaped most of this encounter with chickenman and I think the pictures will be pretty funny so bear with me) He apparently lives there in the dumpy complex where I've seen him in the past but also it seems he cruises to a few places to guard the life out of em (sorta like a portable shit storm of security, I guess) I don't know, they did not return my calls lodging vociferous complaints against their errrrrrrr security guard. I remember him from one other time because I happened to be on my cellphone walking towards my car and he was lurking/lurching around across the street looking ... well ... lurchy and freaky. Then I noticed he was wearing some kind of uniform so figured maybe he was security.(or NEEDS security)
When he pulled up I had my head in the laptop but his car is loud so I glanced up remembered him as the freak and went back to work. Well, yknow how you never hear a car door or something alerts you that the person is up to something strange? So I look over again and kinda scan this little parking lot beside this dumpy apartment building and don't see the freak nor any sign of him. I glance up a few times and then continue working.
Here is where chickenman goes to work: (I guess and I hope he got his just reward from the man/woman he serves) ... so I see this person lurking close to my car just behind it and he kinda lurches on past. (this idjit musta clicked his door shut and picked his way (picture inspector gadget) around the library and circled like a mad tracker up behind me ....
So,I say (with a little attitude) "Can I HELP you?" .... No answer but he lurches across the street (at this point I realize it's the freak from before) and then gets to the corner of the building (he must feel safe here on his leash in the shadows) and turns around and stares over at me and gets on his cell phone. So I get on MINE. haha. At this point I'm thinking, man this cat is some strange science. Of course, it's just another one of the set-ups but I play along with my kaleidoscope as there's no fun any other way.
I should insert here and remind gentle reader that I am parked on public property at the library waiting for chillrun to emerge and this guy (I find out later) is some kinda bum, wrinkly, lurching security guard for this falling down dump on Manhattan and his boss (read those who NEED MY PROPERTY) has sent him to bother with me but as Americans we all know that it is simply none of this lackey's business what I am doing on public property. Numerous people were parked all around me and coming and going but he picked me out of that crowd in my Jeep Cherokee and my five foot four'ness, barely see over the steering wheel thugness, right?
Laugh here cause it's funny. No, it really is. Maybe you'll understand more when I post the pictures.

Oh, so he called the police twice to report my presence in a public parking lot and I met the most edible officer on the Tampa Police Dept's force. Dillahey? Can't spell it, never saw it; but he's adorable which still doesn't make up for the rest of them who have displayed less than civil manners over the past couple of years. (in regards to helping the city steal my property, you know ... I like to understand they have a job to do and all but the one guy is still a subject of a federal lawsuit mwhahahahaha)
I have to rush this post because I'm running out of time and I'll have to edit it tomorrow but I ended up going over to his little crusty area of the world and taking his tag number and tapping on his window several times in order to hold a conversation with him about why on earth he was guarding a public parking lot when he was just a wanna be whatever he is? He wouldn't even roll down his window (wimp) nor did the shabby shanky office leasing place return my calls this morning to apologize to me but yknow what? This is probably not over yet. And I have it all in my future youtube collection. Funneeeee.

I told the delectable officer that the lurchy guy was a major freak and he laughed and I know the whole thing was a setup and wanted to express my appreciation for sending out a pretty young thing for me.
Their goal? God I guess it's to make me feel watched or uncomfortable or too much like a Democrat or .... make me stay home or away from certain areas or what? I don't know and I won't conjecture further. I think it's part of 'taming' me; like other citizens they need us to stay home and out of their damned way.

Tomorrow I might post about the hard looks from the girls who could be pretty but fall somewhat short in the soul department. Probably related to the delectable officer and the lurch at the chock a block apartment complex on Manhattan.
I'll also have to finish this post.
I kinda ended the situation like that dating thing where they stalk your lover with a vid cam and tell you if he's a two-timing creep ... only I was taping a lurch who probably hasn't had a date in quite some time but the footage is going to be funny.

MILLIONS MILLIONS MILLIONS

Before I go on I should just make this clear.

This is MILLIONS MILLIONS MILLIONS of dollars.

My property is the lynchpin property for the casinos and hotels that the gambling industry and Tampa need to build where the gambling license is (Tampa Greyhound Track)

So, when you ask yourself why they go to these lengths (and it is unbelievable, once you start reading it, isn't it? Living it is just that much more fun)

But, when you ask yourself WHY they would go to these lengths remember this:

MILLIONS MILLIONS MILLIONS.

My life (or yours) is nothing compared to the lust these people have for to support their need for cash.

This could have been settled long back with some judicious thinking and communicating. And it was not MY choice to start this big ugly nasty mess that's leading nowhere good.

Anyway --

MILLIONS MILLIONS MILLIONS

Your suggestions and observations are perfectly welcome.

As long as they don't include the words: SELL IT.

I probably will do that but the terms will have to be much more favorable than what's been offered thus far: (basically GET THE F out of the way and here's enough money for lunch and an ice-cream for you and your family) Are YOU still here?? (Them to me)

Soon, we're going to have a section on what lil gang members do when they grow up.

And, I guess I'll have to post on what happened last night as the dual purpose and also the express purpose of this BLOG are to document and discuss the errant ways of a thieving municipality and the people they use to intimidate fellow citizens into giving up their property for pennies.

I know I'm not the only person this is happening to. I have a list of others, over 200 long. That's just from casual observance; if I really researched the matter I'd find 1000's. But I stay busy with other things ... and have hope that these ashamed people will one day remember the clear English I have heard them speak and sit down like ladies and gentlemen with someone who deserves no less. (that's me)
Oh, by the way, they will make millions millions millions, it's just ME that they don't want to allow a huge profit. I put my time in. So did my Mom and my Grandpa.