RATTLESNAKE MOUNTAIN 83X October 19, 2021

With glitchy heating issues in my own home, I had walked to see what food ops were close to my residence. I saw a mail preview of what looks like a certified letter from the NV DMV, I presume to contain the official revocation of my drivers license. I had gone personally to the Post Office to sign for that letter, but they didn't have it, as they can't understand much of modern day. My mail gets stolen, and misdelivered, but not one government official could ever care less.

This day, I got up early, as my home was cold, so drove to the restaurant for a good breakfast. Unfortunately, the item they advertised on TV wasn't on their menu, so asking about it to the waitress, she said it had pico del gallo and chorizo. I then ordered it, and eating, saw a hair in the food, and then they hadn't cooked to order as far as the hash browns. I said not crispy, but that's the way they came. Not wishing to waste food, I took it, and let the waitress see the hair in the food. She said to talk to the manager, and doing so, he became argumentative, and obviously couldn't have cared less about service and food quality. I did get a 20% off discount, but posted a review to warn others of this restaurant help.

Then to another fast food to get diet soda, I got some energy to motor to the Huffaker Hills TH. I only bagged the Rattlesnake 83X, as it was colder and I had diarrhea from the restaurant meal. Driving over to the buffet bar store, I savored an organic salad, with a donut on my way home.

Tending to the heating issue, the warranty gal came over, and claimed there was nothing wrong with it but me, but would get some person to look at it at the end of the week. This was the fourth or so time that she came to presumably fix the issue, but every time, the thermostat or what would reset and even blow cold air. Telling me to shut off the heat and use my space heaters, as I don't like it that my energy bill goes to blowing cold air into the rooms when it's near freezing outside.

The medical provider claims they sent an urgent referral for me to get a doctor, so there's a slim chance that I can get approved for my drivers license. Sadly, for the DMV, multiple counts of D. U. I. doesn't exclude you from having a drivers license, nor does an accident every year, or countless citations, too, but with my perfect driving record, I seem to expect to be denied, and it's a matter of time before I get this certified letter, and then I'm not able to operate the safest car in the world.

Making plans for the near inevitable exclusion, I'm starting to think about moving back to California. There's so many doctors there who would likely approve me, and even without a car, you can get by in an urban location. I used to live in Downtown Sacramento, with a hundred restaurants to walk to. Though forced to move by endless vandalism, and not to speak of crime, and being robbed at gunpoint. My equity might pay rent likely for 10 or 15 years, but then there's landlords and rent increases. The choices now are dismal, and without hiking, my mental health is at risk.

No doctor that I have talked recently to could care less about the patient's welfare. Waiting for a new doctor to contact me, I may be out of convenient transportation for some time. To walk or use a bike or take the bus, my safety is put at high risk.

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