Vanessa's Overnight Blog:  For the phone service, we had Sprint, a phone hooked up to the kitchen, my parents' bedroom, and one in my new bedrm, years ago.  And yrs later, when we got cellular phones, we knocked them all down, as a necessity (slash) accessory.  We had satellite service, the satellite, the dish, Dish network, for the tv, so we could watch tv.  For the water, Seco, again, Sumter County Electric Company.  I had Central Florida Insurance for the car.  My parents had Dental Guard.  I had Cost Guard for my teeth, as insurance.  We had Five Star Lawn Service cut our grass, before that, Joe, the lawnman, lawnmower man.  Then, Javier, the Mexican gardener.  Joe, the white postal office man.  To keep track of anyone that ever worked, did anything for us, you know.  We used to do that often.  It's good to know.  And his helper, Jose, too.  We got our hair cut and styled, washed at Le Barberie or Cost Cuttery, Hair Cuttery.  Jose cut dad's hair.  Gloria used to cut our hair here, then Kelly for me, outside of M.O. Marion Oaks, for and in the area, in town.  Lisa cut mom's hair, then, also.  The Marion Oaks Mirror, by Mirror Publications, Inc., delivered our local paper by, Mike, the newspaper delivery boy.  Barbizon modeling school, John Casablancas, A Star is Born, Casablanco, castanets, and Spain ... a little salsa, and a drink.  Looking on, beyond, and back, in a jumping jack flash attitude, and get out.  You're joking, you're kidding, rt?  That's awesome.  So now, I've been telling you all my business like all those people wanted to know.  And everybody to me, us theirs, we're even.  I took up your time, like they were trying to take up ours.  Let's get up to speed.  Well, I was a newswriter telling other people's business, for show and tell, like it, like on the phone, in the news, broadcastically, in broadcast news, which people said in brokecast news, b/c I used to spend my money doing other things.  They said I spent too much.  I had too.  Congress is watching.  I'm not a dictator, or an illegal.  They're watching us.  lol  No, I had to do what I had to do, at a cost, everything's at a cost I told you that, honey I told my friend.  I had a black pager, w/ clear black grey cover, changed it a couple of times, had it forever, loved it, like a doc with info, my peeps and contacts, who's the drug dealer?  Harry, my boss that never goes away, loved it for me.  I looked important, like, what information did I grab for him today, that day, and up to date.  Rosalie Carollo was my mom's manager, and Mr. Ted, Todd Tollomer was her boss years before, yrs ago, a long time ago, ancient history, like tombstones, ancient writings of egypt, and the Aztec mountains of time, playing with the kids.  There was Olga Lockley, Charles, Joanne, Randall, Warren, etc., just more people brought up.  Don't sweat the small stuff.  Brought to you by, Coca-Cola, Coke, Cole Hann, Hanz, dad's broker that died, Birch and many others, the NY Hilton, Hilton at Rockefeller, jail time for all the rest.  Who's dead.  I keep typing, every letter and punctuation pointe, to a point of no return, Secret, crystals and gems from the Native Americas, Waterboy, Waterbreak, Wind Machine, Dawn.   

her dad hadn't left t/ house for 5 wks, obeyed t/ law to not fall at risk of getting sick, it, and her mom when she was a teen, younger, she'd had an abscess removed on t/ bottom rt of her neck, sliced, off, and filled w/ cotton, and in t/ hospital for a month.

Vaness' Nooner blog:  We went to visit my aunt, vice versa, and extended family and friends, to another apt., uncle's house, stayed over, vacationed, stayed over at theirs, and so on.  We lived across from Sunrise Elementary school, in Sunrise, we had Seco, Marion Oaks Utilities, State Farm for the house and car, insurance, the insurance bit, Dental Guard, Cost Guard, Directv, checking and saving accounts, and credit cards.  Normal expenses for running a house, and home.  Bonnie Builders built our home.  We visited our cousins' place, and so on.  We had lots to do.  Brought to you by Michael Cairns, where I got my pictures taken, studio pics. and all, all of us.

And an Add On to Vaness' blog:  We knew Jeannette Aviles and Miguelina, as well.  I'd visited Marie on Bleecker St., and she used to drive me back, and Lorraine Verderber used to pick me up, we'd browse Queens, took me out to her condo, and she'd drive me back, also.  She'd picked me up to go to church, and the Ladies' Group meeting at Queens church, and at OLMM.  I went to the Italian group party.  Hoegie and I were in the German group in both, Brooklyn and Queens, and in the Scrabble Guild.  I was in the Ladies group for 3 years.  We'd all exchanged cards, and they sent me cards, as well.  I got a basket.  They gave me gifts.  Samuel Bowyer was my weightlifting trainer at Force gym.  Haydee was my aerobics instructor at The Rock, and Mark Ortiz was my MMA Trainer, and weights trainer, too, saul and eric wanted me to.  Put me to work, all sweat, no pain and no gain.  Work it to the bone.  Work it to the bone, bone bone.

Hey, Vanes' new, Noon blog:  We saw a movie, popped some popcorn, and vegged out.  Mom's friends from work were, Florence Pike, Miriam Hernandez.  I took Midol and Motrin during my menstruation, used sanitary napkins, pads.  Blogged, checked my Gmail, Aol email, responded to some, and got a life.  Took some notes.  We had breakfast, lunch and dinner, and also, a snack.  Happy, happy.  Brought to you by, Always, Midol, Motrin, Tampax, Clorox, Lysol, and Lysol wipes.

Hello, good deed ... Vane's blog.  I was Joanne's Flower Girl, and they all went to her wedding, and Desiree's, too.  Their other relatives were Mino and Robert Palmer, and Dora, along with Walter Perez.  We moved to Ocala, Florida, in Marion Oaks, in June of 1990, the summer before I started h.s.  We had fun in the sun, bought the land yrs before, had the house built, with grass and sodding, sod, 3 bedroom, one Master bedrm for my parents, me a mid-sized bedroom, and another room, a guest room, with living room, garage, entrance, hallway, dining room, kitchen, a large-sized porch, backyard, front yard, with front porch, all walk in closets, for me, my parents, and other rm, entrance hallway closet, large sized kitchen cabinets and kitchen sized cabinets, too.  With house painted over the years, and brand new, all four walls, light blue, white, grey, pink, yellow, peach, gold, grey, dark grey and light, light grey, with awning, with a Confederate porch out front, and a Yankee-size porch out back.  We did our toenails and fingernails.

Van's Midday blog: So, on top of that, Javier R was also related to her dad's side in marriage relate, related.  Dad's friends at work, were Birch, Henry, Lucius Lumpkins. 

Vanessa

Va blog:  We vacationed to Disney World, Orlando, and stayed at the Hilton there, and also the Orlando Resort.  My other aunt was Herlinda Rivera, and there was Heriberto, Desiree, Fredrick, Michelle Gonzalez, Paulina, Tiffany Amber, Sebastian, Eric Sebastian, Patrick.  My great aunt was Lynette R.,  another one, Edna Pagan, and great uncle Saul.  There was Ramonita, and Anthony Eric.  Busy as bees we were.  We went to the store, and got our essentials, paper towels and napkins. FYI.  Tidbits of information.  Brought to you by, Tide, Era, and Arrid Extra-Dry, Secret, and the book, Homeless in Seattle, and Homeless to Harvard, Cool Running, and in and of, over and out, is over of.  Arithmetic and math, pre-algebra, and calc., calculus, Math Club, Scrabble Club, the National Scrabble Club Association, Drama and Theatre Club, and more clubs and organizations a part of, to be a part of.  Lector, reader, in readership, OLMM, Book Club, Reader club, Jail Club, Dominoes, pool, and joker, club.

V's Night blog:  Christine was also related by marriage.  We went up to DC, Washington, Obama care, the Georgia line, Savannah, the Florida Georgia Line, George Washington University, the State Bridge, the Statue of Liberty -- sight seeing, saw Ellis Island, Noah's Ark, The Hamptons, and went to Richie's wedding, to Warren's set up, as well.  See, C? fun, fun, fun stuff, and that's all, nothing criminal, haha, again, AGAIN!!!!

Vanessa's Evening blog:  We watched Chicago PD, Chicago Med, and Chicago Fire, also.  Marco and Layla are my 2nd cousins, and John Rolfing related.  We caught up, and watched alot of our programs, commercials, ads and such of the sort.

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 Vanessa's Afternoon Blog:  I did my Beauty Day, and my other friends were Jessica Perez, and Dimitri DeFreitas, Fiorhina Perez.  We went on family trips to Rye Playland, NJ, the Hilton in NJ, stayed there on vacation, more vaca, and more fun, and also went to Sesame Street, Pennsylvania, Coney Island with Eric Johnson, too, and Shawn.  Maria was my aunt, and Rafael was my uncle on my dad's side.  We visited them in Jersey, Jersey City.  We saw my cousins, Lorraine and Richard.  We saw Richie Rich the cartoon, and Palmetto Bay.  The rings went to jail, prostitution ring, human traffiking ring, drug ring.  They visited us, too.  Aisia Monique Stevenson, my Foster sister we took on, my parents passed the Foster parents class, and she'd lived with us for a while, a long time.  Her dad worked at Brooklyn jail, Juvi, in Juvenile Detention.  Warden, correctional officer.  Keeping up the good work.  Eric James and Ryan, the Bensonhurst Brothers that weren't brothers, comedy acts, and comedy schemes, and more jail terms, 360s, and 180's.  Brought to you, us by, JCP, Jail, the Mind Jail, hee hee, baby, kid, young adult, teen, teenager, adult, geriatric, B-Healthy, and GNC, and more, more, more, sponsors, and all, like that, and thenso, thensome, inc., etc., etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.

Vanessa's Morning Blog:  We frequented the Brooklyn Public Library, the NY Lib, too, where mom read me children's books.  We took out books, had our library cards, had Brooklyn driver's licenses, NY ones, too.  We went shopping, browsing, hanging out, dancing, and visitting others, family and friends, again.  We cooked and cleaned, shopped for things, and even exchanged cards and presents during the holidays and birthdays.  A Virgo, the Virgin, water.  Dad, Pisces, a fish.  My flower, the Morning Glory, a white flower.  I was a white, Magnolia at the precinct.  I was September, a Sapphire stone, mom an amethyst, purple.  Yankee blue flower.  FBI Building, FBI blue and white.  Special Agent black and white.  White Collar Crime unit, white.  0 black.  00 Black, tux and tailes.  Bach, and the summerset.  Brought to you by Macy's, JC Penney, JC Penney Salon, Ulta Beauty Salon, the Spanish Beauty Salon, and went to the salon around the corner.

Vanessa Blog:  We had a white, Toyota Corolla, Brooklyn Utilities, and Brooklyn Cable.  We had Sprint for our telephone service to call our family and friends.  I had a phone in my room, we had one in the kitchen, and another in the living room.  My classmates were Yorleini, Bethsaida, Freddy Frias, Fred Zuniga, and Mrs. Nolan was our teacher.  Others were in visiting from other classes, Maricela, Domingo Perez, Andy Perez, Rukelt, Eileen.  Cousins on my mom's side, were, a 1st cousin, Warren Lockley, an NYPD cop, and NYDA detective, and also, Anthony Soto, a police officer, too.  We had bread and water, picked up toiletries and groceries.  For Christmas Eve, Warren came over for our Christmas Party with Gilda Perez.  I had a training bra, I was growing up at home, and got my period, menstruation, read Teen magazine, and danced my pants off at dance recitals.  I had my dance bag, leotards and tutu in tow.  Formerly, as was, panties and pantiliners.  Brought to you by Kotex, Always, Orange Glow, and the NAACP, the Ladies Guild, and of the sorts.

VPB Blog:  I was somewhat of a latchkey kid, but watched by the babysitter downstairs, had a party, friends came over, often.  I played with my doll-house, barbie house, barbie closet, and aka, pentagon dollhouse, of exams in and out around a house.  Such a snob, right.  Hardly, right.  So upright, and tidy, pick up a mess, and brush my teeth.  I drink a lot of tea, like the Boston Tea party.  Hoegie was my neighbor, John Hoegler, both Sr. and Jr., Eric Muller, and yes, I was such a Ness, hired by Elliot Ness and the Ness min, the Ness Precinct, out of NY, too.  So, cops loved me, but fake ones didn't.  We went to the movies, school trips, and Bruno became Bruno Mars.  I cleaned up my desktop, laptop, comp, computer, cleaned every letter, used run on sentences, wrote like a spoke, Broadcaster, actress, actor, but not gay.  Who's a racist.  Brown vs. Board of Ed, Row vs. Wade, who's in jail already, and died by death, was on death row -- abortion mills, illegal abortion offices, so jail terms, the Menendez brothers ... Kyle and Eric, the updates happened every year, stillborns, RU-69, the late pill, and more for your judgement, but not mine, yea, rt.  Wrote right or left.  Whatcha think?  Annie Oakley, Dale Earnhardt, and Nascar, explosions, bombs and ammunition, used at war, a war of words, and in the press of pre-judgement.  The CIA and the NCAA.  Brought to you by, Palmolive, and Snuggles.

HI, PM. blog:  Vanessa PB, Barbara was my Saint name, in NY, they gotten all of our certificates.  My parents went to Eastern District HS.  For my communion dinner, we'd gone and celebrated at the Sizzler, high class restaurant.  And for my b-day party, Erica Perez went, Gina Estevez, too.  Thanks for watching.  We watched 60 Minutes and the news, both cable and broadcast news and programming, more programs over the years, read the comics and the more serious news.  Did the shopping, and came home and rested.

Vanessa

Vanessa Barbara Baez Blog:  Symbol, and punctuation, hyperboles, and sentences, full sentences, paragraphs, and stories, articles, and more.  Barbara, my confirmation name.  Listening to music, watching t.v., and it all.  Magazines, and newspapers, dvds and cds.  More of them.  Fun, fun, fun.  Platoon, black and gold, on fire.  Entertainment, and hallelujah, hosanna in the highest, a little church, and a whole lotta fun.  Cutesy, wootsy, and the Watusi, the shag, and a hag.  Who's packing on pounds?  Not, Atkins, gatorade, and a lot of dieting to stay fit, or not at all, which one is it.  Where is the answer?  Ha ha.  Laugh, and laughing, jokes, and yokes in korea.  Afghanistan I and II, Taliban I and II, Iraq wars I and II.  Yoohoo!  Yahoo.  Hotmail.  All the ways I communicated.  Phone, cell, email.  I liked sending and receiving them, from people, automatic robots, machine guns, the NRA.  Detroit, Michigan, Philly and the Philly mob, Pennsylvania Dutch Country -- our class trip.  America and the United States, Hawaii, and a Luau with Bruno and the Fam., and we're set!  All these memories.  Pivotal points of and in history.  Jail times for everybody else.  The Arizona jail.  The Gottie cemetery, and all of his bodies coming out to shoot everyone, not me.  I settled things on the street.  I love sicilian food, and so Italian food some more.  The Amish Country, me, John H. at work at home.  Calm, and peaceful.  My Amish white milk, my Amish clothes, and well set.  Life out there is just too a bustle, too confusing, so much war and unsettling business, don't ya think?  Fbi Captain of Queens, FBI Captain and Fbi Chief of New York.  Thank you for coming out, and thanks for watching my trail, and pop goes the weasel of things.  Grandpa was from Canal, and dad was from Bensonhurst.  And mom was from Metropolitan, and had lived on Mezzarole.  Fbi Captain and Fbi Chief of NYC.  Brought to you by, 0, The Special Agency, 00 Agency, Washington DC, FBI Washington Chief, Fbi Chief of Washington, ICE, FEMA, Ole' Miss., lots of 'em, Snickers, and Snyders. 

Vanessa P. Blog - So, for my communion dinner they all went to dinner to celebrate, got cards and gifts, presents all around, and flowers.  We've been to the Columbian restaurant, Long John Silver's and the Red Lobster to name a few.  We watched Silver Spoons, beautiful cards and scrapbooks put together, along with family and friends, with neighbors.  A pink carnation, with babies' breath and flowers, with green greenery.  My kindergarten graduation, in white and red tassled gown.  My eighth grade grad. in light blue and gold tass..  My eleventh birthday party, with the theme of kids 50's party, in all colors, and especially purple and yellow/gold.  Our neighbors, and guests, Carmelo Pagan, the Wellingtons, Mary, Paulette, and John, Hoegie, Alice and Pedro, Harvey, and so on, Party, Party -- Girls just wanna have fun, right?  Yes!!!!

Hi, Vanessa Baez here, on the phone, and on-line, interactive, figuratively, speaking.  Just, Hi:), K, Mucho K, Ok, tabloid journalism.  Journalist, white and grey, black.  My babysitter around the other corner.  Reporter, Host, Anchor, Co-Anchor.  FBI-Chief of Brooklyn.  Hugging and Kissing.  Lattes, and Jeffrey Dahmer in jail, Marilyn Manson in prison, Rikers Island Cemetary.  My other grandmother, on my mom's side, Felipa Ayala, my great-grandmother on my dad's side Puchin Baez.  Hype.  Don't believe the hype, yeah, right.  Woop, woop.  The Brooklyn Dodgers, the Brooklyn Paper, and the Brooklyn Diner.  Long Island, the Bronx, the five boroughs that made up NY.  Napoli Agency, Abrams Artists, and NS Bienstock.  Myles Hazelton, Sandra Bernard, comic nights, trips to the Bronx Zoo, the Jewish Diner, the Fish Market, the Sicilian Deli, the Italian Market.  Work-outs, the Rock Fitness Center, Olympia gym, like with Arnold, Arnie, Schwarzenegger, prayer at, and with others.  My friend Marie, and Lorraine.  The Daily Times.  The Jersey Boys, and New Jersey.  Brooklyn Heights to Jackson Heights.  Jamaica, Queens.  Lived on 11315 Gates Avenue.  In Bklyn, 3 bedrms, there one to play with, but with the essentials.  First apt., Apt. 1, between Canal St. and Lindenbergh Ave.  Metropolitan, St. John's University, The Rock presbyterian church, MMA Fighter, Boxer, and anything in between, to get in like flynn.  ESPN Pizza, cheap and expensive, from one extreme to another.  Equinox gym, auditions and castings.  What a big deal, huh?!  SAG, the Guild, and fame.  The Brooklyn Bridge, and the Big Easy in Manhattan.  El Coliseo de PR.  Records and albums, cds, avi, mp3, Gilberto Santa Rosa, a concert at Waldbaums -- Wilkins y la Patrulla Quince and Los Hermanos Rosarios.  People in English and Espanol, the creator, entrepreneur.  Manhattan Federal building, just a spot, just a stint.  William Muller I my Federal Court Judge, Manhattan Federal Courthouse, Park Avenue.  FBI Chief of Queens, FBI Parents, an FBI Kid, the bloods and the crips in jail, and the Zodiac killer in jail, too.  The Manhattan Federal Bureau of Investigation Building.  Investigator, and investigations, court cases.  Jonathan Liebner, and his son, two sons.  Brought to you by, Ajax, The FBI, and FBI-NY.

Vanessa Blass Blog:  We lived on the second floor, next to their building manager, Mr. Martin, with his wife.  My confirmation sponsor was Joanne Lockley.  My god-parents were Robert Palmer, and Herlinda Rivera.  I read alot, books like, the Secret Garden, according to my age, age-bracket, I talked a lot on the phone in my bedroom, with my friends in school.  My grandma lived on Hancock Ave., where she would visit, and she babysat me.  Yolanda Fernandez was my babysitter, while my mom worked.  Mom cooked alot.  Dad listened to alot of music, and I watched tv a whole lot, playing with my dolls, riding my training wheels, to a bmx bike outside, hanging out on the stoop, never alone, always out doing something.  I took ballet, tap and jazz, over at the Queens School of Dance, as well.  I got high marks in school, in spelling, social studies, English, drama, the arts, theater, dance, religion, roman catholic studies.  Trips to the park, awesome, excellent, to race, compete, and beat the boys, in a very lady-like manner, while being supervised by my dad.  With my journal, happy as a clam, tap dancing in the hallway, exercising down the steps.  Alice, Pedro, Cookie and Janet Jimenez, our neighbors downstairs.  My other grandmother in an apt. in Flushing, Queens.  Captain, Chief, FBI Police Chief, what else.  A raid of the mind of information.  Look out.  The Encyclopedia Britannica, tests, scores, and lots of books, book bag, parochial uniform, star wars sneakers, a bart simpson t-shirt, and a hello kitty pencil case holder.  Ready to take on the world, and push everyone else aside.  School pictures, an assignment, reading the paper and the comics, to the stock page, my favorite.  It shows if the world is working.  What do you think about that?  Playing with Chinese orange balls, what's that, from China?  Picking up Chinese food take out from around the corner, going to Waldbaums for groceries, visiting the bodega on the corner, a predominantly white neighborhood, in a brownstone, clean as a whistle, going to Myrtle Avenue, visiting grandma, hanging out, playing Parcheesi, monopoly, fooze ball, hang man, tic tac toe, fashion plates, Barbie, brooke shields, chrystie brinkly, and making sure I had all of my knick knacks in order ready to play tea time and show off for a show with family and friends.  Doing a little dance, visiting Rockefeller Center, and the skating rink, global, fun.  Not the Great Depression.  Fbi Captain.  Swat, head, gone on the phone, talking smack, smackdown, school plays and the nfl, the NY Jets.  Ready to set sail, eight yrs., 11237, 212, 718 -- paddleball of the mind, jumping jacks, playing jacks.  Mrs. Camarti my kindergarden teacher, first grade, Mrs. Pierides.  Miss., Ms., Mrs., Dr., doctor, med, medical, ems, er, fire dept. chief, Sister Mary Tulley, my school principal, Polanco, my Spanish teacher, certifications, a little espanol, while playing sicilian games with Christopher Cuomo, Gary C. made me mayor of the city, it's all gone.  The queen of the world.  Mayor Bloomberg, Mario, and Luigi, icies, and pizza, Genovese and genovese stores.  Columbo.  Scarface's mother in jail, and the gambino crime family, and the bonanno mob.  We're on, like a light!

Welcome to my Vanessa Rockefeller tone Exhibit, museum, and fun.  Arts, entertainment, and gill.  In Tone.  The Rockefellers, Joe Rockefeller, Zoraida Rockefeller, and Vanessa Rockefeller.  Parents and daughter, the Rockefeller house on Rockefeller land, in Rockefeller country, amongst lush trees all the way around, a car-pit, lavish parties, with book writers and authors, co-writes, and of the such.  Shawn Kriskey, on the phone, and booking engagements her, either one.  Taking along, and tagging along, with a nice sumer-set weather timid-tone, not too harsh, not too soft.  Something.  Nice, calm, serene, and of the such.  There, they, we, were on the phone together.  From afar, gazing back at the U.S. life they had.  Reminiscent.  Newspaper in hand, near a paper plant, their, our newspaper plant.  All of ours.  Gone and circumcised.  In the English Country too, on England land.  B.C., and in hand, and on-line, wealthy, and on the Internet, buying stuff, showing off, speaking engagements, interacting with others, cards given, and a spoken few.  That's it for now, I have to take care of Shawny, and Shawnessy Farm.  Black slaves there, too, and the farm-hand, and of the like, and Tara, we're on our way.  Us.  Never alone, along, a Tag-along, and a friend in site, and never in fright with us, together, reading our books and poetry, Bible, too.  Brought to you by, The Rockefellers, Pentagon Law, and The Real World.

Vanessa B.- Blog.  Hello, there.  Blogger, realist, surrealist, painter in mind.  My mother, Zoraida Baez, and her father, Joe Baez, Jose Angel Baez, Jr. Junior Baez, Joey, Joseph.  My parents ... my dad, a hotel clerk, my mom an insurance adjuster, my grandparents came to visit.  We lived on 1476 Jefferson Avenue, in Brooklyn NY, between Irving and Wykoff Avenues.  On Jefferson, with a bedroom, my parents, mine, a guest room, bedroom, living room, kitchen, dining room, and hallway, apartment building, Apt. #2, with some steps, a long stairwell, a joke, and a chair.  All of our stuff, furniture, with appliances, things, my fun room, with my imaginary friend, journal, and books.  Henry Nakhla visited, the next door neighbor, and land-lord.  White and Hispanic -- Puerto Ricans living in NY.  Mom worked in Manhattan.  She on Wall Street.  Well, I headed, and stockbroker at the NY Stock Exchange, Stock Farm, in the FBI.  How do you like that.  A manager of money, you know when you're broke you're broke, when you have a penny, invest it.  Inventor, Scientist, penny stocks, worth a few.  I don't want to crash and burn, don't like a blackout, don't go black, you'll never go back.  lol  My grandfather, Jose Angel Baez, Sr., on my dad's side.  My grandmother, Carmen Palmer, what do you think?  What side, right.  The Brooklyn Bridge, the City that Never Sleeps, and me, Broadway, change my name and become even more famous, fame, and more fortune and friends, fans and more stalkers joining the NY Times, pennies in front of us turned to gold, The Ridgewood Times, agate page, Police Blotter in Queens, penanced, communionized and the blood of wine, sachrisized, Father John Hoffman, our priest, then.  Me, born on September 16th, of 1976, and we go back, and the files and the government and all of the investigations, I just threw all the information at the gov't for help for why all of the questions.  They say they're help, so am I.  I'm one of them.  See, this is only going backward which finished, because I did.  Everything is done, tapes, serialists out, audio and video, and Honey, I'm home!

Welcome to my Vanessa Blas - Exhibit:  No Negativity.  Negativity.  No hurt.  No Pain.  Whom went to jail that it stuck out in minds, in newspapers, more papers, magazines and more mags., and prominently, in newsstands to scare people, and lock their doors. 

Born in Beth Israel Hospital, in Manhattan, NYC, New York.  A Graduate of St. Elizabeth Seton School.  Grew up and raised in Brooklyn.  Parishioner at St. Martin of Tours as a family.  Dad, Joe, an Army veteran, mom worked at AT&T, CNA Adjusting Firm, and dad at Hilton at Rockefeller Center.  Me, with a Student Badge, Student of the Month, Girl Scout.  A plea like in court, stating my own case as a child.  Will you read me?  Like a psychiatrist, who went to jail today, for my own mental continued stability, and the loss of other people's minds.  The mind a jail of information that the FBI pulls to find you and lock you up, if they don't like it.  It's all true.  Spelling Bee winner, with certificates, confirmed, baptised, with honors, and sponsors, and so far out there, on who bears the cross that made you.  Who was that.  Manson went to jail, convicted murderers, Ted Bundy, Aileen Wuornos, Eileen Wuornos, Manson's wife, and entire family, his children, Jeffrey Dahmer, and his list of friends and extended family members, the Scarface family, Scarface, the Sicillian mafia, and the Carmelo Anthony mob, the mafia, the mob, who thinks like that, right?  -- the cops, the detectives, the NYDA ransacking homes, NYPD-Swat shooting people down.  I was a Brownie, and the government locked up slaves, brown and white slavery, the reds, the American Indians, Native Americans, they didn't care protest after protest.  Like speed, like lightning, and jail, a Mind jail of its own, spitting out words and sentences, 3 in a house to report to the Census, the FBI Bureau looking at everyone like the Third Eye, a crystal ball to see right through someone, in an apartment, reading, writing, living, working, and a sit down with Al Capote in a talk to lock them up when someone or many were openly shot in Cold Blood and it still happens, it still does.  Jane Does found dead, no one claims them, people lost, found dead, that had no way, no file, no life, just no way, no how, could they ever make it.  Maxed out, Lost in Translation, do you really need it?  Do you need the harassment, embarrassment, humiliation, the curtailing of the event.  Ask for help at a police station, the police officers there can help you with your problems.  Don't lose hope.  Maybe you can get there, then they remind you of the next murdered victim of a hell hole. -- Endpoint -- brought to you by Pantene, in Pentagon E, and Prison Break, the show, I mean, of course, what else what I be saying, since I watched every episode. 

Welcome to my Vanessa Palmer Blass - Exhibit, with Features and Content, and everything in-between, Articles, Pictures, Videos, and Vids, Music, Finger-Pointing Information.  No Finger Pointing, huh?  Ha, Ha!  So, a person went to jail, a couple, several, many, MLA-Style, too, everything in-tact, in order, front and center, with everything spilling out, many went to prison, not their choice of cell.  September 11th -- the F.B.I. cases, Pentagon cases, audio and video of tapes, of the horror of planes exploding, and people's last crying and screaming good-byes over phones, messages, text messages, tapes voice-mails, on voice machines.  Unwanted calls, people breathing hard, hollering profanities, those in dale, illegally streaking, different cases.  A point in time -- no, forever, it's endless as to why they all landed in jail, the charges, adding on, in a prison system, through their own fault, in cahoots with others.  On the phone all the time.  Unwanted visits, stolen identities, fraud, corruption, police corruption, money-laundering, in-despicable - jail-time.  A hale of information, so lots of hail.  You say tomato, I say tomatoe, sometimes.  Hee, hee. You after kale, me in sail of the mind, and gone.  My mind floats, and meanders off like ADD, but very focused.  In other words, it was already said and done, understood.  Maybe I'll take it, and move on with it, but just may I won't.  Art, and I'm a sweet tart.  And I got a cart full of information.  The Unibomber, terrorists, and the war on terrorism.  George H. W. Bush deceased, and George Bush still at his own Bush war after having served a Republican term, rooting for himself to have another one.  He read what I wrote, I win.  A former president, even Kennedy, for Shawn.  The day since I was a kid, all for shawn!  My bro, an angel.  Good ol' Lenny, Lenny Dykstra, and the #4 in The Mets.  Orange and bright blue, back in the stands, and not in the pulpit, counting RBI's in the Yankees, and rooting for the team, or is it myself?  LOL  Cool beans, you know since I died a Writer, I have to keep up with the latest supposedly the young and with a broken hip are suggesting, because they don't have anyone in the morning.  I'm glad I helped, like EMS, a nurse, an RN, registered nurse, like a war of words on-line and in light-years.  Why not?  The people you talked to were suicidal and full of problems.  This story was brought to you by Pepsi, in the Pentagon.  Thank you, and boy did I drink a lot of American soda!!

Welcome to my Vanessa Palmer Blas - Exhibit: Enchanted, and intrigued, delighted, entrigued, and never forthright - forthright.  The day crooks and criminals went to jail, booked for life, and got the death penalty, the next and forth-going, no longer forth-coming, with jail-time, no appeal, nothing that politically had to be checked off anymore, no list that needed to be checked off anymore over some liar that made it up, in other words, holding a gun to someone's head, pedophiles, jailed, rapists imprisoned -- Jail-Time, and not Half-Time.  A time the U.S. Navy Seals raided, and Osama bin Laden was pronounced dead, and another, his daughter shot to death, too.  No longer looking back, but the Twin Towers down, that fateful day they went down, and Remembrance Day, 9-11, not 911, past the police, so past it.  The Pentagon got the message late, delayed, terrorists getting the death penalty, and the millions more to be en-jailed.  A threat to the Empire State Building, but NEVER went down.  Bodies flying out of windows with the plane crash into Tower I and another into Tower II ..., hence, Ground Zero, dark and dreary, a solemn, and death-point, of remembrance, of planned attacks.  Past the Afghanistan War, and no Trade Deal, was no deal.  The NYPD lock-ups, Pentagon, and FBI lock-ins and lockdowns, raids and more raids, FBI Raids that will never end.  Scary calls, hang-ups, terroristic calls, threats, death threats, and more stalkers, a dry drought, and others pick up, again, for numbers and to get back, at what their country didn't have, the opportunities they'd never be given, because they were illegals, illegal aliens, and not only that, but terrorists, no Visa entitlement, no pink, no green, no yellow, no brown, no beige, no whites.  The cards they used to illegally make up, with fake i.d.'s, licenses and registrations, license tags and more tags.  They're jealousy, and their lies, all from the beginning.  Who worked with whom, in connection?!  Brought to you by Powerade in the -Pentagon, Hyphen Pentagon.  Thanks for reading.  Reading is Fundamental.  I was a PBS Kid.:)

 

 

 

 

Welcome to my Vanessa Johnson - Exhibit:  A Day in the Life, not the lie, and in jail, not, Fear NOT.  And, YES!, in Power Words, and in Forcefulness, in Force, at Force, at not, Yeah, Right!?  Who's on the phone, and on-line, we are!  Forcefully, tackling every line.  In tact, and in fact, You don't know Jack ones.  Fear not, again, on the phone and On-Line, AGAIN.  In the past, is in the past.  No need to bring it up, once, again, to get annoyed, and antagonized by annoying people, bothering people.  Brought to you by Propel in the Side-Pentagon.  Who was calling, texting, sending picture-texts, and you don't know who they are, Paranoia, doubles, imposters, impostors, or, yeah, uh-huh, huh?, hu, which one is it, from where, a different terroristic country, thrown out propaganda by unemployed people from a jail system that all needed the death penalty from the beginning.  This is freedom.  To get back at the terrorists looking for all of us.  Lock them up in jail, and penalize them by execution, at their loss and loss of their country.  What do you think about that??  We've already done this.  Year after year, them terrorizing by phones, mail, and on the internet, trying to look for you to kill, and come after you to scare you, and go after you, right, not me.  Who was the writer talking at you?  It was me, and that's how I caught the terrorists, and there are millions more to be locked up.  They were nuts.

Welcome to my Vanessa Palmer - Exhibit:  Thank you for stopping by and visitting my Time, Never in Hell, and out.  Be that as it may ... we shall overcome.  And since then, I bid you good tides.  Thank you for your support.  All of the calls, phone calls, cell phone calls were said and done, tended too, all of the e-mails, posts, responses and messages.  The farewells.  Thanks for all of the Murals, and Throw-Ups, and findings, surveillance, and those stalkers locked up in prison.  I was the Worker, the True-Finder of the Truths, and in jail, mentally, no-more.  Hee, Hee.  And the Chuckles and the Big Bopper music for my Mom to listen to, and the Easy-Listening for my Dad.  The travels, while travelling, came to a Stop, and Focus, again, to bid farewell to all of the negative, negativity, negative thoughts and people, the world mafias, and the peeps that have got no swing, the fakes ... we move on, and rise, above the rest, still trying to rise to the competition, to take over, that will never happen.  Thanx for your on-going support, and appreciation.  On my website, is your dedication.

Be Our Guest, right here, for my 003 Exhibit.  It's on now, up to date, and always will be.  For your enjoyment throughout the world.  Entitled, "Take Heist, and bewith, All Your Shakings, Onward March."  May the Force be with you, in tale.  Thank you for sharing all of your stories, and jokes with me and all of us here.  Thanks for getting rid of all of your thoughts.  This show is brought to you by Rid-X.

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