The Face

Today I feel the Beaverettes from Indy's bar dancing joint, The Wild Beaver, coming through. Ladies, this space is a totally different disease. Stay out of The Twin Cities. I have faith that there is a man in vicinity who can see and feel you stalking and encroaching today. You will be held down at Wishard Hospital, in Indy, this week. No chamber yet. That comes later. Who knows what kind of crackpot medicine they will try with you, Heidi. I know you are German born and are a NEO NAZI. That means that you are a Jew, and thus Wild Beaver owner Will is too. I know that you both lived down the street from me in the building across from The Athletic Club with your cat (He let you move in with him AND manage the bar. It was a very big step for him. I guess it is never enough until you had the keys to his bank account too.). I think that your cat was siamese. You don't know what I am observing in a vicinity and what intuitions are flowing quickly right now. I also know that Cassie had a boyfriend at Ball State who was interning with the Sheriff Department. I met them when they were seeking advice on suicidal females in cells. I let them know to just let them die. Cassie had a really bad car accident when she was 17, and went through the windshield face first. She just had a tiny scar on her lower chin. The surgeon absolutely adored her and did like 5 surgeries to get it just right. He used his very precious wizardry ability on her alone, and walked away from L.A. that day. She is THE FACE you hear about on "TV."