Drexel's Word

2004-11-12T01:31:00.000-08:00

OOohhh.. Revenge is SUCH a delight! :) I just couldn't wait to jump online here and brag about this. I so LOVE the Phantom of the Opera.

Freedom depends on free press. When a newspaper becoems one-sided and corrupt, it is up to those few brave people to join together and fight for freedom. Against opression.

Ring around the rosy.
Pocket full of posy.
ashes..
ashes..
we all fall DOWN!

Update somming soon.

2004-11-06T03:10:00.000-08:00

Ah.. Good to be finally back in Portland. Walter has been so kind as to set me up with the latest and greatest in computers and I'm now officially back online.

The only thing that bothers me is that I see my site has been visited by some people who weren't on my side before. Do you fear me little people? Well? Do you cower in fear that I, the great liberator of this generation has returned to face his destiny? Heh. I think you are. I think I have you shaking in your boots and if I don't, then you truly are as stupid as I thought you were melody.

MMEELllLLOODDDYYYyyyy... why won't you go out with me. LOL. Truly, the man is a genius. Soon, it will be the end of all humanity. No more time for last minute shopping, it's time to face your final destiny......

Anyway, I need to go. I'm resupplying and heading up to amboy tomorrow first thing. I got a little surprise for the newspaper. :)

2004-10-28T23:24:00.000-07:00

For some reason, this bothers me. The fact that they think I'm dead. Why does it upset me so much? I'm not sure. Probably all Melodys fault. Someone should teach that bitch a lesson one of these days.

I've been staying up later and later into the night like I used to do before. As some of you loyal readers may remember, I mentioned a pile of coke cans. Well, my new apartment has a full wall of cans right now. HAH! Take that Kaethe Kollwitz!

I've been off my meds for awhile now and I put in my termination of Rental to the manager here. I have to get back to Portland. I have to get back to Melody. I have to.. reach my destiny.

Wish me luck.

2004-10-25T10:04:00.000-07:00

Dead?? DEAD!? Ms. Saida Sagefrost, I can assure you that I am not dead.

I swear.. Those backwoods newspapers have the gall to post a fake obit about my demise. I can assure you loyal people that the voice of freedom is alive and well. In fact, since my last blog entry, I've been working hard to secure YOUR freedoms from Grendel.

In fact, I have gained a supporter in my fight for freedom. Mr. Walter Kinsley is a true patroit and understands the need to keep big goverment out of the bedrooms of the American people.

I look forward to fighting with you all again and together, we can make this country safe. GOD BLESS AMERICA!

2004-04-16T01:14:00.000-07:00

I've come into Sin City finally and I'm looking to set up shop. A router for
the phone company should do nicely for the show. I hope to get it all set up
and start at the usual time.

On the bus, I found something odd. My cell phone called one of my relays in
Oregon that I set up to confuse people. I know I didn't call it. The number
is falimiar to me, but I'm not sure why. It's a baltimore number, but I
don't recall knowing anyone in Baltimore. The stranger thing is that it was
called while I was asleep. Perhaps I rolled over onto the keys or something.

The automated security I set up at my Oregon location is working nicely. The
backup server seems to have gone online and though I lost some files that I
was working on, the security program reconized a threat of someone hacking
at the individual directories. So it appears to have locked them down.

Thank goodness the puppy is reported safe. I was starting to worry about
her. Desperite times and all that however. She isn't going to piss on my
floor anymore.

Anyway, It's time to set up shop. I hope people are able to work through the
nesserary obfusication on my webpage. Heh. If not, they can always just seek
out Grendel themselves and keep hitting refresh I guess. LOL. That's a good
test to see if they are trully on my side.

2004-04-15T12:58:00.000-07:00

"On the Road again." Taking Greyhound is worse then doing Tri-Met it seems, but with my computer and knowing I'm working for the greater good, it's not that bad. I've got a rest stop here in Mojave, CA and I've sent out a notice to my troops to be listening in. When I get to my location, I'll set up camp for awhile. Perhaps I should take in a Casino or show. My puppy should be happy to see me when I get there. She looks so thirsty. Perhaps I should give her something else to drink so she doesn't piss it out so fast.

2004-04-12T12:21:00.000-07:00

I got a new puppy and it won't quit barking and peeing on itself.

2004-04-11T00:30:00.000-07:00

I went to see that movie about Christ. It is Easter Time and all. I had never given the meaning of life much thought. I just worked with code. Lines of code were like heaven. During the movie though I gave some thought to why we were here. Why live? I came up with what I feel is a logical answer.

Without us, GOD would be something no one would worship. No universe. Nothing would exist. So God created us to define himself. Our after life needs something too. If we never experienced life on earth we would have nothing to define who we are in the afterlife. Imagine heaven with out anything to share. That would almost be hell to me. I don't care if I feel good. But if I have eternity to sit and do nothing outside my mortal body I would go insane. Imagine no one to ask what they did during their time on earth, because they never lived. They would be a blank spirit and every soul would be the same. God needs us, like we need him.

2004-04-10T00:39:00.000-07:00

When I was a little boy, I had a puppy. The puppy licked my face and slept on my arm. He was so soft and cute. He had a little bark and big paws he kept tripping over. One day I let the puppy play outside and the puppy was killed. I hurt inside. I should of kept the puppy inside a fence. Where it couldn't be hurt, and I couldn't be hurt.

2004-04-09T08:50:00.000-07:00

I am excited to find out more about Krystal. I almost certain she is trying to find a way to get me thrown in jail. Yet, I am flying her to Portland. A meeting will give me a chance to influence her away from Ideltech, and help find the other lambs about to be slaughtered. If I can't convince her, I am not sure what I can do to keep her from going straight to the authorities. Maybe I should call some people.

2004-04-08T00:29:00.000-07:00

New meds are working well. So, the restraining order didn't work. The cow-hick took it to court with her high priced laywer furnished by the idle techno jock. Says that if the information is not printed and distrubuted in a published format the information is not journalism. Slander went through the window. Then he said everything she does in her own group is protected under the first ammendment. I wonder if my words will be protected by the first ammendment if I carve them into her belly.

2004-04-05T04:47:00.000-07:00

I haven't felt good for about a week now. So I looked up the Gabapentin and found the possible side effects.

More Common: Clumsiness or unsteadiness; continuous, uncontrolled back and forth and/or rolling eye movements

Less Common: Depression, irritability, or other mood or mental changes; loss of memory

Rare: Fever or chills; cough or hoarseness; lower back or side pain; painful or difficult urination

Well, I had many of the uncommon ones.

And then I saw this.

Diarrhea; dryness of mouth or throat; frequent urination; headache; indigestion; low blood pressure; nausea; noise in ears; runny nose; slurred speech; trouble in thinking; trouble in sleeping; vomiting; weakness or loss of strength; weight gain

BINGO!

I am done taking those. Going to see the doc today for a different anti-seizure med.

2004-04-04T14:00:00.000-07:00

Why do I keep coming back to Amboy Monthly. It is like the feeling of going back to the place you had a carwreck to relive it. The cow-hick put a silly little thing in the fun&games page. Maybe I should write her and tell her I like to break the law, and hack computers.

2004-04-03T15:59:00.000-08:00

I am at a lost. They don't get it. There are certain eyes watching. Yet they use keywords. The Spiderman movie is off. Maybe they will figure out my new plans.

2004-04-02T16:23:00.000-08:00

I am feeling on top of the world again. People know what is happening. Ideltech is exposed and I did it. I hope my martyr spirit is my salvation. I seek no longer death for worth. I seek truth and the chance to spread it. I am no longer the disregarded, I am the guide.

I was being followed by two undercover cops. I wasn't sure they were law enforcement, but they sure were obvious. I lost them for a second in the Rose Garden. I saw a Pay Phone of the beaten path and figured I better get a call out. In case these were my last seconds. The only number I had was Ursula's. I was going to call her to speak more truth. Just when she got to a place she could talk I was wrestled by three police officers to the ground and then read my rights. The police officer started asking her questions. I don't know what she told them. Do I trust her? I hope so. The back of the police car smelled like vomit. I wanted to give them something to clean up, but couldn't bring myself to go that far. I am civilized even if most of the world forgot what it was. When I got to the police station Jude was standing there talking to a police officer. He looked me right in the eyes. He looked like he was trying to accuse me of something. The little bastard. The booking was embarrasing. The guy asked me to pull my underwear down and spread my cheeks. Why the hell? Yeah, I knew I was going to be arrested so I hid a freaking metal file between my crack. My response was, "I thought they do that in the other rooms." He said, "Keep it up." After pictures and fingerprinting I was done and released. No charges were pressed. Of course not, would Ideltech want to testify to their malicious wrong doings? NO!

My picture ended up in the paper. www.amboymonthly.com/news.htm
The stupid cow hick from Powell's. Why does she keep popping up when I am in embarrasing moments? I am done messing with these guys. A restraining order makes me have to alter my game a little bit. They have to come to me. Hopefully they can find the path to talk about The new Spiderman movie. For now I sit behind a friend of mine who types on the computer for me. This is my only way to write my log.

2004-04-01T06:30:00.000-08:00

The word is out, and my work is not even close to done. I see they have found the blog. The web traffic proves it. Ah, they never found the trail, just the destination. I am sure they have questions. They need to find the trail.

2004-03-31T07:50:00.000-08:00

My chest feels like it is going to explode. To much carbon trapped.

I got in and got what I needed 13 hours ago. Now I have five hundred and nine email addresses. I will send it out tomorrow when I figure out what the hell I am going to say to all these people. What if some don't even speak english?

The Coke bottles made an interesting footstool.

2004-03-29T23:32:00.000-08:00

Forty-Seven hours staight now. I have now consumed 68 liters of cola in that time. When my eyes need a break from the screen I take the two liter bottles and build stuff with them for a few minutes. Amazing what can be made of these things. I can actually construct a shelter. On that doesn't leak like this miserable studio. I haven't got by the security, but I did get past one layer. These kids need to be more inventive when coming up with passwords. To simple. He used a mother's maiden name as a password. Well, I am just need to peel the onion. My only worry is Ideltech finds a way to trace me. I am bouncing off so many broadband cable connections there is little chance, but I still worry. So far they don't enven know I have my right foot in the house. Let us keep it that way.

2004-03-28T03:57:00.000-08:00

If this experiment works I should be able to get past the guard dog and into the backyard. Once in the backyard I can tell everyone the danger they are in. It has been so long since I have been in the backyard of anything without permission. All these computer languages have evolved considerably in three years. Must be sure to take my Gabapentin.

2004-03-23T02:20:00.000-08:00

I tried to get a loan today for $23,000. I figured I could create a commercial and broadcast it on TV here in Portland. Maybe that would make enough people listen and maybe word would get around. Unfortunately, a commercial was my last idea on the list of bad ideas. The list of good ideas never came in the mail.
Just getting around town now takes four time the effort and time with the horrible public transportation. Today, I sat next to and insane man that kept lifting one side of his ass to fart and then laugh. The scene alone was almost enough to make me want to loose my tuna. Then the smell. The smell filled our cabin with a smell like a rotting easter-egg. Easter is a month away, so the one under this man ass must have been rotting eleven months. To my surprise he actually got off at my stop. When they bus drove away and I realized it was just me and the degenerate no one would miss, I took action. I took his little scronny neck into my hands. He scratched at my arms. Small blood vessels popped in his eyes. The whites were turning red. And I let go. Letting the blood in his head return to his heart. Once he had enough strength to run off, I did it again. I wanted to make sure he knew he knew he was repulsing so the world wouldn’t have to be infected by his culture again. After I released, he was coughing. Not only did I restrict the blood this time, I restricted air. After a few seconds I did it again. He went limp, and still had a pulse, so I left him there. Police picked him up later and arrested him for public intoxication.

2004-03-19T11:03:00.000-08:00

Just as I had thought. The kids got smarter. They now make the people they use as scapegoats sign fucking contracts. Ok, so the contact states they are responsible to clean up Ideltech’s mess and what ever chaos TOBI creates for your life is you own damn problem. I love the “you must have a warrant” stuff. Did they have a warrant when they cracked a foreign gov’t computer? So using anything other than the web is “at our own risk….” Typical. They want you to be the one getting slaughtered. That must be why you can’t mention any company name. So terrorists can’t link it back to the source, and then kill off the defenseless one by one. Easier to do if they are spread over the globe too. No, gov’t will fight for just one person’s death.
I have to find a way to get to everyone and tell them this is a bad idea. I am their only hope. But I have no idea who they are. And my voice is nothing.

2004-03-16T03:01:00.000-08:00

I had originally thought TOBI would find Bin Laden and save the world. But now I am not so sure. I looked over Ideltech more thoroughly and find that the twits are essential hiring field agents. I am sure these kids have thought about that. But I don’t assume they will care. You lose a few to fight the “war on terror” oh well. I am sure that is what they are thinking. The idea was to hire any “joe,” “housemom,” or “crackwhore” who can use a computer. Those impressionable people should know that terrorists can find just as much about anti-terrorism as we can find out about terrorists. So yes, we may find out more info, but it will be the “crackwhore’s” IP that the terrorists see. Not Ideltech’s. I need to know more. I am going to apply and see what this does. Drexel Walker, will go through and find out as much as he can about Ideltech Information. Maybe my death will make my words important again.

2004-03-12T21:41:00.000-08:00

The doctor took my driver’s license. I guess during a seizure it is standard for that to happen. So I even sink lower. I regress to public transportation. Sitting next to the retard that drools on himself, and the woman that lives with too many cat’s and smells like a litter box.
I went back to Amboy Monthly, like a moth to a flame. I needed to know more. There was a link on that article I noticed right before blacking out. Ideltech Information…. Oh my god. They are using TOBI for government purposes now. This should have an interesting out come.

2004-03-10T22:30:00.000-08:00

This is meant as a way to tell my thoughts after I am gone. No, I am not writing a suicide note, but I am writing to keep my sanity. Not so long ago many people would listen to what I had to say. People would come from all over the country and pay lots of money to hear me speak. No longer. This probably won't even be read by anyone other than myself, until I am dead. If death is what it takes to be someone again, than so be it. I am ready for death.
Today's discoveries led me to writing. Today was like any other day. I got up at 9:20 am. I dumped the pots of rain water scattered across my studio. Put a little more caulking in the spots that leaked. Then put on the tag which brands me, mine says Drexel. Above my name is my owner's name; Powell's Books. I went to work.
Still just a normal day until this girl comes in looking for a book on XML. She had put together a newspaper for her local town. I tried explaining what advantages XML had over HTML and she gave me a confused look. So I took the stupid cow-hick to a computer and showed her what XML did. Then I asked her for her site and typed it in. There it was, the story of my life, only my name was not there. Locals Fight War on Terror. The next few moments were a blur. I woke up with about thirty people standing around me like people do a beached whale on the coast. Two paramedics knelt near and the damn cuff on my arm was killing me. I don?t remember blood pressures being so violent. Unfortunately, bladder control was sometimes lost in a seizure. In my case it was too. Why do kids have to point it out to everyone that the man on the ground just pissed himself? Through all the turmoil I forgot what all of it was about. That woman had some answers for me. Where was she? She had gone.