This
morning when I stopped at Baker’s Corner, the employees were chatty: I’d been
stopping in regularly since getting out and about solo lobo. We’ve become
friends.
I was glad
to see the deli is once again in operation. The deli has been closed for a few
days, and one employee told me that it was closed because they had no helpers
to help – the previous helpers were either fired, quit, or moved to other areas
of the store because they couldn’t get the hang of deli operation.
Standing
at the checkout counter, another employee commented on the fog … and I said I
hoped it would burn off before I reached the KM; she was familiar with the KM –
and with the Bone River area, too; which I would be driving on my circular route
back home. She said that every time she sees the fog creeping in off the river (or
the ocean), she immediately thinks of the zombies coming out of the fog
bank in the 1980 ‘The Fog” movie – and I said, “me too!”. We both laughed.
Then we
told each other about our personal experiences with the fog patch that shrouds the
highway at Bone River; and the ocean winds that blow in off the ocean and
literally lift cars, trucks, and vans off the highway and moves them across the
lanes. It’s creepy, and downright scary to experience. I told her that I had
lost the road at Bone River last week, and if I had to drive through another
fog patch this afternoon – and got through safely without a head-on collision,
or fighting the icy fingers of ocean fog ghosts, I wouldn’t be driving that way
again until Spring. That stretch of highway is risky in the best of weather: I
have no intention of dying there this Fall/Winter. She knows exactly
what I was talking about, and she told me about her own scary moments there.
We wished
each other a good day; and I hit the road for my Naselle Coffee Hour.
Leaving
Longview, I saw a hovering fog bank in the near distance.
And the
first leg of my journey was delayed by more never-ending road work.
A foggy start to the day ...
Continuous road work on Ocean Beach Highway; no end in sight.
There was
no ground-level fog crossing the KM; there was a higher altitude fog layer, but
ground level visibility was good. And Jim Dandy wasn’t trolling the highway
either. But with the road work delays along the route, I made Naselle seriously
behind schedule, so the Coffee Hour was short this morning. But, one of the
gals is coming to Longview tomorrow – and she may stop in; she has my
address and phone number, so we’ll see what tomorrow brings me. I hope she
does – it will be fun 😊
I haven’t
had anyone visit my home since this whole covid nonsense started 18 months ago.
It will be nice to have convo, laughter, and presence in my home again.
Exiting
Naselle, and turning off onto Highway 101, I could see the fog bank was lifting
somewhat – and blue sky was starting to show. That was encouraging; maybe Bone
River would be clear. I was hoping so as I moved forward.
Fog bank hovering over Naselle River.
Bone River clear! And no high ocean winds, either. Yippie!
Blue skies
were in evidence as I left the river and ocean regions and drove inland: I was
thankful. Since the drive would be clear, I decided to pop in at the Walmart
Supercenter in Chehalis – it has been a long while since I was last there;
there were some things I was wanting that the Walmart in Longview does not
carry.
Walmart Supercenter from Pe Ell - via WA-6 E; 30 minutes
I was also
entertaining the idea of eating Supper at Kit Carson’s Steakhouse – and driving
home the Jackson Highway route. I like that drive, and it’s been months since I’ve
enjoyed it.
Passing
through Pe Ell; biden’s voice came over the radio airwaves … and I pulled
over to shut him up with a Bad Company CD.
Hearing
biden’s voice literally makes me sick to my stomach: he whines in a lethargic nasal
tone, and gets lost in trying to convey what he is trying to say – and everything
he manages to spit out without mangling in the attempt to spit it out, is a
scripted teleprompt of obamanite proportions.
biden is now
claiming that covid is the fault of antivaxxers: since he stole Office, he has
been claiming that covid is the result of Trump. biden is certifiable buggy.
And have you noticed how his lying mouth takes on a teeth-baring grimace when
he goes on the attack about those who do not engage in his mandated
goose-stepping lockstep?
biden’s
blame game: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uKdjHdU7yWU
biden, and his lying cohorts is the real pandemic.
I am not
denying the reality of covid – but I am denying what the demonrats are putting
out concerning covid. They have all lied from the get-go; and every day they tell
another fantastical whopper.
I just turn biden off - his voice and lies hurt my ears.
biden's dog doesn't hunt. he's pushed the scientific lies too vigorously for too long.
I am done with the political bullshit; both sides of the aisle.
((((I AM
NOT GETTING THE VACCINE!)))) 1775 gave me the RIGHT to CHOOSE TO SAY “NO!”
to overreaching governing tyrants.
Hospitals
are {overwhelmed} because doctors, nurses, EMT’s, and caregivers refusing the
vaccine have had their positions terminated.
And valid medical conditions have been {bundled} to secure the covid hysteria, needed to foster the scientific bullshit story.
Nearing Chehalis,
I was happy to catch a glimpse of Mt. Rainier as I drove along.
Mt. Rainer's peak, peeking out of the clouds.
Yesterday,
I saw Mt. St. Helens, with a glimpse of Mt. Adams in the background – today I
got to see Mt. Rainier: glimpsing 3 of my favorite PNW mountains in a
24-hour period. I am a happy girl!
Walking
through Chehalis’ Walmart Supercenter, I found what I was looking for, and
found a checkout line that didn’t look a mile long with loaded carts. While
standing in line waiting my turn; the lady in front of me and the cashier
ringing her stuff up, were engaging in a lively convo about the new covid
mandates, our Constitutional Rights/freedoms: in no time at all
it seemed, I was included in the convo.
I had an interesting shopping trip this afternoon ...
We had a
lively and interesting discussion concerning biden’s inability to be a valid
voice in our nation’s leadership/fauci’s unethical lies and
unbelievability concerning covid issues/American Citizens rights to
question and disagree with the heavy-handed political based mandates.
We were friendly allies; talking rebel talk, in the open – and daring anyone listening to make a
scene about it. We have the right to speak freely and openly about the ruinous devastation
the obamanites are gleefully foisting on America and The People.
We have
the right to refuse to cover our faces, and silence our voices.
We have
the right to reject the labels obamanites are branding us with.
We have
the right to live our lives the way we see fit.
I makes
me glad to know that there is a revolution going on: the signs are up on
business doors … but they are not being enforced. People are fed up with the
endless asinine mandates. America is still the “Land of the Free”, regardless of
how much the dimwits embracing communism and socialism wish it otherwise.
America is not europe. And covid is a wily weaponized opponent.
America
is not europe: America is different than europe. In 1775,
we, The People, separated ourselves from european rule and tyrannical mandates. If
the obamanite dimwits embracing communism and socialism want to “be European”;
they can fricking move to any European country of their choice.
But they
cannot force their choice on the rest of us.
The
mandates don’t make any sense on any level because covid is a mutant virus
designed and created to be a destroyer: the ridiculous mandates are just wisps
of the will of whoever is grabbing the limelight; they are political ego trips.
I don't believe covid will ever be conquered. I also believe the demonrats know that, too.
With all
the political secrecy and outright “scientific” lies told surrounding
the origin of covid, and how it was implemented into the global populace – as
well as the political fearmongering being parroted on every media source
available 24/7/365; it’s obvious that this virus is not a virus as most
people understand viruses. This virus is a malicious, living entity that
views humanity as an enemy that it must seek and destroy.
That is the definition of a
weapon.
Covid is a viral torpedo.
We are being played.
We have been deceived.
We are unwilling guinea pigs in political war
games.
We have
been unwillingly thrust into an inescapable Twilight Zone scenario.
We are
told not to question the demigods of the religion of science; and to
unwaveringly only trust the yes or no answers parroted to us from the DC
deadheads, who have no truth in them.
That may
work for the obamanites and their brainwashed minions, but rational thinking independent
Americans, are not going to be told to march to the beat of a distorted tune –
or be held hostage indefinitely to endless, and aimless, mandates.
biden is illegally
installed in the White House (just like obama was).
And fauci’s
Pinocchio nose is larger than his entire body.
fauci worships
at the alter of science … and obamanite demonrats have catapulted him to the
realm of demigod. Weasel-faced-fauci has actually stated in an interview, that
he is science: “when you attack anthony fauci, you’re not attacking me – you’re
attacking science.”
fauci =
science: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y-9Aa-O0daw
SO WHAT????
We, as
human beings, and FREE Americans; ARE ALLOWED TO QUESTION inconclusive
guesswork.
Science
is guesswork at best … and an outright lie at worst. We are allowed to
question those assumed "educated"{facts}. fauci has proven himself a liar – by his own faulty testimonies
concerning covid.
Americans
– We, The People, have a looooong History of cleaving to freedom from tyranny.
So, I’m glad to see a revolution in effect.
And, you
know, quiet revolutions work just as well as armed ones: steadfast and rock
solid truth is way more effective than the fearmongering and bloody violence
the obamanites engage in.
I don’t know
who the people were that I talked with this afternoon – and that really doesn’t
matter. I’d rather not know who they are; that way, if I’m ever handcuffed and
interrogated, I can truthfully say I don’t know who they are or where they
live.
I've been a rebel from the get-go. I'm going to do what's best for ME with MY life.
And, in
this current climate of obamanite insanity, that’s how I’m going to live my
life. I don’t want to know personal information. I’m going underground,
above ground.
Leaving
Walmart, I decided to drive home via the Napavine and Vader route; instead of
the Jackson Highway route which I previously considered.
Frosty's in Napavine.
Frosty’s is
pretty much {original} in structure, with very little changes made (and I
like that 😉): the
exterior is showing its age … and the interior has been sparingly modified –
the atmosphere is family-friendly, but off limits to kids at 9 PM; the
service is quick/the servers friendly, the bar is the original bar, the
floor is solid wood, the restrooms are clean, and the food is worth driving the
distance to enjoy: every night a different meal is featured 😉
FROSTY’S:
https://www.chronline.com/stories/big-growth-bigger-heart,227902
Frosty's hours of business.
Frosty's Specialty Suppers; Mon thru Sun.
As soon
as I walked into the building, I saw that the seat tops had been placed back
atop the stool bases: they’ve been off since the first round of covid mandates.
Barstool tops removed. 7-23-20
But,
today, it looks like the owners and customers are giving insleeze a big “Hell
NO” salute.
Business is back in business at Frosty's. 9-9-21
I felt right at home 😊
I ordered
Frosty’s tasty Garlic Fries, and a Rueben Sandwich; I ate half of the sandwich,
and some of the fries there while reading my book … and the rest is in the ‘fridge,
now; to be eaten tomorrow, sometime 😉
Frosty's special Garlic Fries, with a Rueben Sandwich, on the side.
I may be
a rebel … but I’ve been good about sticking to calorie intake and body upkeep 😉
Topping
the tank downtown before parking in the carport at home, I noticed that gas
prices have gone up another 5-cents: that may not seem like much … but it
adds up quick as the gallons are pumped into the tank.
Gas prices have gone up again. 9-9-21
