Fruits of my labor

my original mugshot...taken circa 10 March, 1962.

"An artist is not paid for his labor, but for his vision".

So, I do not know if I am making any progress or not.  I have applied for umpteen jobs, and the one that appeals to me most is the 2nd shift at the Gallatin County Detention Center.  My mom was a C.O. at the Lino Lakes Detention Center when I was growing up.  94 years young, now.

I miss my mom so much.  My mother has poisoned her with horrible statements that I'm out to kill her.  Janet and Greg Johnson, their daughter and son-in-law, Kiryn and Jimmy Trask, and even my sister Jill R. Nelson.Such devout Christians, they are.  They left out one important commandment:  Thou shalt not bear false witness to thy neighbor.

Quite honestly, I wish I knew what I did to them to cause such hatred towards me.

I am jumping artound quite a bit...but on 12 September, 2023, I nearly jumped off the I-90 bridge on N. 7th after what that 'b' with a captial 'C' Danelle Forester did to me that day.  After telling me to 'Get the fuck out' when I helped a band student whose name I won't disclose, and then informing her that I was bi-polar after I quietly walked away, I had suicidal ideations.

The world hates me.  Well, they hated Jesus, too.  He committed suicide when you think about it.  Suicide by cop.  

That is all for today.  Please share this blog with as many people as you are able so that the aforementioned names get to the top of a search engine.  I'm gonna sue all of them.

Respectfully yours-
Chad Rugroden
406-220-8623

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