I went house hunting this weekend. It’s nuts out there—especially considering I had zero plans to move until… well, you know: David C. Bills, the whacky cast of the West Genesee School Board, and their idea of “community.” No matter what, I lose. I either live next to a school I don’t trust and keep feeding it my money, or I eat the loss and get out. That’s a brutal choice, especially because, up until 4–5 months ago, I liked my house and was content. We’ll see where this goes. I’m sure for someone like David C. Bills, this isn’t a problem.

I grew up on sci-fi. Good sci-fi usually becomes reality if you give it enough time—and it’s a great thought experiment, the what-if ? I also have a dry, off-the-wall sense of humor. Years ago I high-sided on a motorcycle at a road race and shattered my shoulder. People who were there will tell you I was cracking jokes and even slept at the track overnight so my friends could finish their race weekend. Anyway… you get the idea.

Combine those two things and you get my weird sense of humor.. Two things to note, It was my birthday and I showed up for work on Monday.

I had a thought: I have a lot of memories at Stonehenge Elementary. During recess we’d sometimes play with toy cars in the parking lot by the administration building. What if—after all these years—that exact spot is where David C. Bills parks his car? Maybe it’s just coincidence. Or maybe it’s some strange “Cosmic Time-as-Space” connection and we were destined to cross paths like this.

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Just a thought.

I think I’ve figured out how I’m going to tell this story in a video: chapters. Long videos drain energy, so I’ll do it in parts. I have to do it in video because its impossible to tell the story in words that people will read. I’ll post each chapter here and on my own video infrastructure. When it’s all done, I’ll stitch the chapters into one big YouTube upload. Mostly this is for my own record—but also to flag things you should watch for in the upcoming vote, whenever those docs surface again.

A few people on my tiny social media footprint ask, “Why don’t you contact the Board?” At this point, would you want to present yourself to the West Genesee Board of Education? Spend more time and energy there begging or requesting—when the only reason this neighborhood has gotten ANY acknowledgment (carefully worded CYA letters, of course) is because of the effort here? My usual answer: “I’d rather communicate with David C. Bills through smoke signals.” Which, if you think about it, is exactly what I’m doing.

Peace for now, Camillus.