Discombobulation

Today was a winner let me tell you! It started out normal enough, but I should have known it would change. There is of course no such thing as normal in my life. If I actually had a normalday I would be in shock, I wouldn't know what to do! I am not complaining I like my life and all it's weirdness. One thing is for sure thee is never a dull moment me or anyone else in my family.

One thing I and many others have noticed is people are getting weirder and weirder, everything is getting really chaotic, people are talking to themselves, acting nuts, some act like zombies, and some are just psycho, just plain retarded and as each day goes on they get more and more discombobulated. I could write a screen play, it would be great! Then there are those of us who notice the weirdness and watch as the world and some of it's inhabitants become more and more like something out of a Steven King movie.

Today was a great example of it. More irate customers, shrieking at the top of their lungs about stuff they cannot control. I feel for them, I really do, and I help as many as I can, and I calm as many as I can but you can only do so much. There was a report on the news about people committing suicide because of the economy and that is so sad. I know what it's like to lose everything and start over, I've had to start over more than once, thanks to divorces, it was hard but I got through it because suicide is not an option for me, and even though it's hell a hard to lose everything and start over, it's only money, you can't take it with you. At this point anyof us no matter how wealthy they are can in an instant lose everything. It is what it is.

Now about the bus, boy was that a trip, literally. Talk about psycho! Ok, so here's what happened: I got on the 27 South like always but instead of taking it to Thunderbird I got off on Union Hills and took the Union Hills bus to 19th ave. to go to the grocery store to get a few things. I got what I needed and headed out to the corner to catch the 19 South which stops a block away from the house. Anyway as I was waiting for the #19 to come I was thinking i should take this route more often because it actually connects quicker. I got on the bus and it wasn't to crowded. Well as soon as we got to 19th and Bell, lo and behold... the lunacy began. The first person to get on the bus was a tall young guy with long blond hair, and you could here yeliing and he yells out the door of the bus "Fuck you, you old bitch!" Then this ginormous horrible smelling beast of a woman pushes past everyone in line and gets on the bus and starts screaming at the guy and hitting him, he was trying to keep from hitting her, all this was happening right in front of my seat and I had to stand up to duck out of the way. I can fight but this was not my fight. So the bus druver makes the woman get off the bus and she comes pushing her way back in so he throws her off again and tells her he is going o call the cops. As the last person was paying their fare instead of closing the bus doors the bus driver keeps them open and beast woman comes back in again. By this time people are getting mad at her and the bus driver because everyone wants to get going. So this girl gets up and tells the woman to get the fuck off the bus, and they start fighting, right in front of my seat, and I jump up to keep from having anyone fall on me and getting ready to defend myself if I have to, so the girl beat the shit out of the woman and another guy breaks it up and tells the woman to get off the bus, he says he is just trying to help her, so fighting all the way she gets pushed out of the bus. By this time the bus driver is calling the cops. And the people start yelling at the bus driver to drive so they won't miss their connections.It was wierd to watch peoples reactions, the lady across from me was really shaken up, the old guy in front of me was rocking back and forth talking to himself, the people in the back were still bickering with the man who beast woman was wanting to kill. I just tryed to smile reassuringly at the ones who looked scared. Some were like me and just shrugged it off as another psycho night in phoenix. I was glad to get off the bus, and decided that I would probably not be changing my route.

There is something about 19th and Bell, that is where most of the Bullshit happens, it's the corner where I got shot at, and where the bum tried grabbing Erin and touching my hair and Nancy grabbed his arm with a force I didn't realize she had and twisted his arm back and told him to step back, then he stood and tried to stare her down and she stared him down with an unusual calm refusing to back down, He walked away, he's lucky, anyone else probably would have thrown him into the street, lots of wierdness happens there. It's not like it is in a really bad area.

I got home and dinner was already made. Nancy and Becca made teriyaki chicken with scalloped potatos and spinach. It was a nice break for me, not having to cook.

Erin told us that there is a group of black guys that are going around beating up young white males, they are trying to start a race war with the white people in our area, this is a fairly nice area, it's not "the projects" and Phoenix is still predominantly white, with a horribly racist sheriff, and horribly racist cops,the KKK is very active here as is AB, and hells angels. Some of Nancy's friends are skin heads. The guys apparently beat up a 15 year old boy at the Circle K on Christmas, and followed Erin and Alex, and jumped Flips friend down the street from here, among others, there a angry parents with guns looking for these guys. Erin goes out armed with Knives, brass knuckles and pepper spray. I guess the guys have been driving back and forth, up and down the street looking for Alex. Lets hope they get caught before it gets really ugly. I am hoping we don't have any confrontations, it would be a terrible mistake to mess with Nancy's friends, especially at her birthday party. I try to keep the negativity away from the family, but one thing I can say is we are ready for anything. We all have a plan if someone breaks in or tries to attack us, here or anywhere else. Unfortunately there was a time when we had to put that plan in action, but it was awesome and everyone knew what to do. I was proud of my girls that night.

Ok so this blog is really long but it has been one hell of a day. There was more but I might talk about that tomorrow.

Time for me to get the dishes done and get to bed. I want to do some reading tomorrow.

Big hugs,
Maria