The Schedule - Day 981

The Schedule Day 981

9/7/2025

Axiom Fiction Project

9/7/2025 4:01A

The Shadow on the other side of the Matrix. Don’t mess with other people’s dogs. I could be a bounty hunter for suspects in connection with ‘messing with other people’s dogs’ - to make problems go away.

Fierce loyalty to a breed is not what I am all about. It is the canine community in general that I am speaking of.

Somebody fucks with your dog, you call me. I don’t care who you put hit on when you hire me to defend your dog. The violent neighbor, The old lady next door, even the person in your own house who may have kicked the family dog one too many times.

I love dogs.

I don’t do it for the money, although the money is good. I do it for the love of torturing an individual who abused a forcefully domesticated animal. I am good with family members. I think my resume suggests that, which is controversial in certain circles of the highly specialized service I provide.

I once saw this dog in the back seat of a car on a hot day in a parking lot, windows all rolled up. The dog was slobbering all over the window in the back seat and panting and so I look inside the vehicle, again, through the front window to make sure that nobody is inside. Nobody is inside. Now, I start looking for a person reasonably near the vehicle who may have just walked away from it and accidentally neglected the relationship and the choices that must have been considered wherein the contract was presented between man and beast and there seems to be no owner for this beast who appears to be suffering.

I stood outside that car and waited for that motherfucker to come back out of the store. I am looking at this dog inside this car and I start taking inventory of the make and model of the vehicle and write down the license plate number.

I might actually get into a fight with this motherfucker when he walks back to this car and I am not yet at the point where I am debating actually breaking a fucking window so I can open the door and let the dog out.

Guy starts walking toward the car. I look up at him and say is this your car? Yea, he replies. I couldn’t help but notice that you have DOG in the backseat of your car on such a hot summer day, I said. The car is running and the air conditioner is on, he said. It doesn’t sound like the car is on, I replied. That is because it is an electric vehicle. You just couldn’t hear it. But he did say the car ‘is’ on, and did not explicitly say that the air conditioning was ‘on’ or even that it was running the entire time - that I couldn’t hear as I saw the dog slobbering and panting like dogs do while in the back seat.

Don’t believe anything that you see, hear or read as the terms of service are subject to change at any time without notice which is infuriating to people who are not privy to the benefits from this abstraction within the space time continuum that is allowed by the U.S. government to exist within the ‘agreement’ apparatus handed down by U.S. courts of law. 

‘The terms of service are subject to change at any time without notice’ is not a THING - that is a child playing board games while making up his own rules just before he calls the Orwell police and reports his parents for not giving him ice cream for dinner’ - India.

I love dogs so much that I would have been totally cool with killing this guy even though it would have been my own mistake. That is how much I love dogs.

I hate motherfucking people, but I sure do like dogs.

This happened while I was working on a political campaign. MAGA people like dogs, just not when they end up on the wrong farm, like in the case of Kristi Noem, who we all hoped would direct more of that inspiration toward… well, moving on.

I did have a lot of seemingly violent dogs barking at me when I arrived at the stops that were pre-determined for me along various routes through various neighborhoods on the campaign trail that I was working on. This was before, but after I learned that data mining by way of cell phones apps is best acquired, and more efficiently achieved by way of proximity to a control group of seemingly financially disconnected parties who do business together on a regular basis such as your landscaper.

So you have weekly service and whatever apps that any of the landscapers in the crew have on their cell phones are coming into a certain proximity of your home WiFi. In this way, the terms of service with regard to privacy agreements are overlapping and in somewhat of a gray area when it comes to the responsibilities of your service provider, the personal responsibility of the user, while also taking into account the ubiquity of Wifi and the concentric circles that you invite your landscapers into a certain proximity of the triangulation of the three.

I met a lot of violent dogs on my campaign route. Never ran away from any of them. I even had a dog actually bite me once while on a campaign. This fat white little piece of shit. Barking like an incessant nag. I conducted my interview like a professional while Their owners, different story.

If a man and his dog were drowning, I would save the dog first because the dog would motivate me to save his man.

I love dogs.

Now you have the experience wherein it becomes somewhat of a familial decision to save the family dog from the certain tragedies of his last days by calculating the number of steps that need to be taken to come to an agreement upon what should be the best and most logical outcome in terms of the future for a member of the family on behalf of all the others.

What will his last meal be? What - A - Burger? All the times we remembered his face sticking out of the window from the car alongside us while in the waiting line for that drive-thru. He was climbing up on the black leather arm rest the entire time and we fed him great food and made the mistake of never cutting his balls off, but remember the time he had his nose toward the top of the glass and had the privilege of experiencing the smell of those never less than perfect grilled onions on top of that motherfucking cheeseburger.

The car in front of him moved and the smell of those grilled onions turned out to be some kind of exotic perfume as the beautiful young lady arrived at the window of his F-150. 

Give me a number one.

They seduce you into the process of longing for a cheeseburger by doing one thing (several things) very well, actually, creating an investor’s dream. And then they make you wait for it and you do.

I do not like the forceful arbitrage that is conducted as some sort of vague threat toward capitulation because of the possible slippage of a group of puppet master over one or more of his strings.

Do dogs resemble their owners? What kind of dog would Travis Kelce be if he had a dog?

If I have to lay out mountains of documents before I get to fuck a bitch a few times, I am out. That is why I like dogs. A dog sees another dog he wants to fuck and he goes over and fucks it. After they smell each others asses, of course.

Is the separation between an engagement and a wedding ring a subtle manipulation in and of itself suggesting that the ceremony itself was derived from a sales pitch, but that the underlying clause is subject to interpretation?

Do dog owners resemble their dogs? Don’t ever watch a dog show. I fucking love dogs and watching a dog show has nothing to do with the dogs. The logistics of purchasership, possibly, breed advertisement. A sport.

Swedish Women’s Curling competition. These beautiful blonde haired blue eyed women pushing rocks across the ice. But god fucking damn it, they look awesome in those uniforms.

I love these bitches who pretend that they are working out and are wearing tight clothing that are dripping cottage cheese and expect you to believe that there is some sort of prize underneath the Cracker Jack box at the bottom of the garbage can that holds the secret to your aura that will some how convince you to believe that there should not be a law against you wearing that clothing in public, for certain people.

Have you ever actually tried to bounce a quarter off of a women’s ass? I have. I am a scientist in that way. 

It just basically sticks to the ass in most circumstances, so don’t try to make this into some kind of TikTok challenge, but I did actually get it to bounce once. Yea.

There is no conspiracy in the media whatsoever. Here is my advice to Axiom News - keep the things that you like about all of the people who are there. There is a chemistry. There was a chemistry and Rupert and Lachlan are a lot like Walter White and Claudia Sheinbaum. 

Do it.

Do it again.

Why doesn’t this thing work? Ohoooo, I guess you do not know how to operate it. Which is the conjecture of the cuneiform translation of ‘We Can’t Do that Dave’ because we cannot recognize your request.

There used to be a legitimate profession for people who like to categorize things so that there would be a legitimate historical reference for all of the data that has been gathered under the historically recognized timeline continuity of history. This used to be referred to as a card catalog in your local library and there used to be an entire class dedicated to THE IDEA that you could access all of the information that was available to you ‘IF’ You knew how to look for it which suggests a limited pathway to transparency.

No. Not now. Just like the reality that only a few, not many, words need to be changed in order to reimagine the context of society from a statistical linguistic interpretation from one individual toward another, to re-imagine the entire corpus catalog of the language. 

I had heard that Jordan Peterson recently took up shop in AZ. Possibly a chip shot and away from where Matt Drudge allegedly used to live.

I did drive by the house that was allegedly owned by, but sold, by one Matt Drudge before Jordan Peterson allegedly took up shop in Paradise Valley after he was allegedly sentenced by a Canadian Court to undergo some sort of ‘re-imagination’ training.

The Freedom of Controlled speech and the reinterpretation of facts is a product of the alignment that the tech industry seeks to achieve.

THIS IS THE AXIOM PROTOCOL - The ‘fictional’ manifesto of how the disruption of language works to reinvent the language of cultural society. No mention though of how many times he may or may not have been in contact with Noem Chomsky who is austere when it comes to language that his missed the forest through the trees and will end up as a footnote during the invasion of the Prypriat river valley in Ukraine where there are no trees.

I am assuming the the next most popular name for a dog will be Ronin.

I am ready to die. I have adopted the algorithm that has been presented to me and it only takes one tip of the hat that motivates me during the scope of my personal business to take down the abuser of a dog owner who happened to make a bad decision.

This is why I can appreciate dogs while having no consideration for the owner whatsoever.

THE DICOTOMY OF RELATIVE ANOMOLY IS THE ONLY WEATHER YOU CAN PREDICT WITHIN THE LANDSCAPE OF THE POPULAR MEDIA. SUBJECT TO THE CHANGE OF WEATHER, OF COURSE. - MISSPELLINGS PROPERLY ATTRIBUTED TO MICHAEL R. CRONIN WHO WISHES THAT THE WAY BACK MACHINE WERE A REPUTABLE NEWS SOURCE.