Had an unproductive meeting with Chas and his attorney. To say it was a joke is an understatement. Man I can’t wait til November 18th. Maybe I will finally be free of all the baggage that is Charlie Gribble. I just have a few thing to say about today’s festivities. First, what the crap is wrong with you? I mean physically. Have you had a stroke or something? Has all the stuff that I can’t talk about here finally gotten to you? Have you had some kind of break down? You know if I had the people chasing after me that you have chasing after you I would have a break down to. Another thing, your list is a joke. Come on, get real. Sure, I have a bead frame and one pot that I will gladly give back to you, but all that other stuff, I doubt it really even exists. But do you actually think I would ever give you any of the pictures that I have taken over the last three years? You are dreaming. For one thing, they are mine. And for another, you must be dipping into your deliveries if you actually think I would ever give them to you. They don’t belong to you. But, when I get time I will post some more of them on here so you can enjoy looking at them. Maybe the barking dog can help you lick your wounds. Maybe she can take care of you. Or maybe she is going down with you. She has a history of mental illness so it shouldn’t be a long trip for her. Why do you need a load of firewood? Don’t you think that gave away your hiding spot? It doesn’t matter, the people who need to know where you are at all times, already know where you have been spending your time. Good try. If you want to hide you are going to have to try harder. And from what you have sang about, I think you should be scared. Just like I have said before, I don’t wish you happiness I just wish you get everything you deserve.