The Storm · May 2026
Chronological diary of the storm. Each day has its own page; multiple entries on a day live there together, in time order. Newest first. The prose leans on pattern-level descriptions where it can — see sources & vocabulary for how the descriptive links work.
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May 31, 2026 2 entries
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Google Hacker
The lock screen with an incoming call from Mountain View, California (Google's home), at +1 (650) 203-0000. This is the call that lands on the phone of record when someone has initiated a Google password reset on my account: the verification prompt routed through voice instead of a dialog. Recurring. Same operational shape as the Apple ID reset prompts I documented this past week — different platform, same pattern.
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Target with SAAS
A look at the case-file knowledge database I am building. My own targeting situation is one of its cases, and as the structure comes together the thing that becomes clear is the medium. Dated events, persons, organizations, alternative explanatory scenarios: all of it binds together in an organized way only when the relationships between them are clickable. A word-processing document cannot draw that connectivity. HTML can. The point is to let someone like an investigator drive through my experience the way I saw it, not read about it on a page.
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May 30, 2026 1 entry
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May 29, 2026 3 entries
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Oklahoma and Toronto
Two unsolicited SMS openers three minutes apart on a Friday afternoon, from two different area codes on two different sides of the continent. The first is an Oklahoma number (918) with a warm-tone urgency ("Can you try to 🥺 get here earlier today?"). The second is a Toronto number (437) with the most stripped-down opener possible ("How was your day today?"). Both are addressed to no one, supply no cover, and depend entirely on the recipient feeling a faint social obligation to reply. iOS flags both with Report Spam. The pattern is the same one named in the case file as hop seeding — the deliberate injection of the recipient's number into a contact graph by eliciting any reply at all.
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Curb Stopper
Curb stopper is my name for a recurring sight on my street: a car at the curb with the engine running and a person sitting in it, which in Texas is technically "stopped," not "parked." Today's was a woman in a white SUV; the clips are here-then-gone, before and after my walk around the block. I am not saying she was harassing me. She was not. But the count of these is real, and I keep having to hold the question open: here for me, some of them maybe protective, or am I reading pattern into ordinary parking? What I watch for is the reaction, the way some of them seem to respond to what I post.
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Seahorse Butcher
Walked out this morning to a pool-supply truck parked right out front, its logo a seahorse over the word BUTCHER'S. I photographed it, walked the block, and came back as the driver was loading up to leave; I waved, he rolled the window down, and he was a genuinely cool dude doing what looked like an ordinary early-morning job. I am not pointing at him or his company. But a seahorse paired with "butcher," days after I posted a piece of seahorse pixel art, is exactly the kind of on-the-nose rhyme a person running subtle pressure might pick from a logo that already exists. Probably just another coincidence in a life full of them. You can speculate along with me.
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May 28, 2026 5 entries
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Organized Grime
A snarky, late-day Too Bits session that turns the car-window break-in over and over: the four-swings incompetence, the drive-by angle, and who would bother (an impulsive neighbor, hired muscle, a narcissistic ex, someone enraged by a political video), all set against the actual Montrose crime numbers and the one detail, nothing taken, that keeps it from reading as ordinary vandalism. Under the jokes the real frame surfaces: a broken window arriving right as FOIA requests start landing reads less like random crime than like low-level deterrence, and the point of saying it aloud is the alchemy of turning harassment into a record others can use. Closes on the just-broken David Rush story (a CIA officer arrested with a hoard of gold bars) and a round of limericks about the government as organized crime.
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Move Bitch (1973)
Sixth entry in the music-that-helps series — "Move Bitch" in a 1973-styled retro-soul reimagining. The most forward register of the set: not holding ground, not enduring, not asking to be left alone — pure forward force. The decision to get out of the mess and clear whatever's in the way. Get out of my way.
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Reset Password
The iPhone system prompt that means someone has asked Apple to reset my account password — two buttons, and the whole attack is hoping I tap the wrong one. Frequent at the campaign's start in November 2024 (when I first noticed concerted hacking, and when my hands began to hurt), quiet for the months since, and now — this past month — back, with noticeably more effort behind it.
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Smash-Up
A neighbor places the break-in around 6–7pm on May 26; I only noticed two days later, having passed the car on its undamaged side. Driver's window smashed, door handle torn open, filed with HPD as criminal mischief — the assisting officer, A. Carson, called the handle damage "real violent." Nothing was taken and the low-value items in back were left untouched, which fits damage-as-the-point better than theft.
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LinkedIn and LexisNexis
Two changes to my online footprint over the last few days, neither one I initiated. Logging into LinkedIn to refresh old profiles, I found I'd been unlinked as admin on the Tomotechi company page I set up around 2009 — page content untouched, just my access gone (regained it through a teammate who still had admin). And, the same week, a LexisNexis confirmation email for a public-records suppression request I don't recall submitting. The honest range of explanations for each, on the record.
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May 27, 2026 1 entry
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May 26, 2026 4 entries
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Radioactive (versions)
Fourth entry in the music-that-helps series — Imagine Dragons' "Radioactive" (2012, *Night Visions*). The register this series didn't yet have: not anti-escalation, not protest, not the demand to be left alone — *acceptance*. The song for mornings when the question is no longer whether-this-is-happening but what-happens-next. Covers transpose the same emergence-narrative into other textures.
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Neocity
A pixel-art piece made for my new Neocities personal page — a fresh instance of an old reliable. Art therapy was a delightful discovery some time back and has been quietly load-bearing through this campaign for a while; this entry just adds another moment of it doing its work.
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Leave Me Alone (versions)
Third entry in the music-that-helps series — Michael Jackson's "Leave Me Alone" in different registers. The 1989 original is the most directly targeted-person-coded song in the catalog, with the Jim Blashfield music video that took the tabloid stories ruining his life and made them the literal raw material of the video. Covers gathered alongside it transpose the same demand into other musical lineages — starting with a reggae version, which lands the song in a tradition that has been carrying "leave me alone, I am trying to live my life" music for half a century.
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Bluetooth Insider
Bluetooth I had explicitly disabled is back on against my will, this time on a Mac Studio that's a fresh OS install I've barely used. The pattern itself has been recurring for over a year — these entries are the slice of it on the record because this site exists now to hold the record. The fresh-install detail is what's narrowing: whoever has access is operating below any persistent malware I could have inherited, which limits the plausible mechanisms to a smaller set. Two short videos recorded back-to-back at 1:10 AM, plus the HPD incident card from the harassment report I filed in person in April — never returned a call.
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May 25, 2026 3 entries
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They Don't Care About Us (versions)
Second entry in the music-that-helps series — opening as a small collection of versions of Michael Jackson's "They Don't Care About Us," including the original artist live and several covers. The song (from *HIStory*, 1995) is the most direct surveillance-and-institutional-disbelief protest song in his catalog; the versions gathered here are the ones that do work on the inside of this experience in different registers.
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Hi David
The same sender that pitched a maid service to 'Mauri' three weeks ago came back today with the same script — only this time the opening was "Hi David." Logging it as the first concrete dossier-update event the year-end pattern compilation will have to sit beside its predecessor.
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The Moroccan Court Summons
A mass-blast smishing scam — fake court summons from a Moroccan phone number routing to a .sbs phishing domain — that landed in my inbox today. Logging it as texture, not as a targeting incident. The discipline of filtering it cleanly matters: when the baseline is elevated suspicion, the volume of obvious mass-blast garbage you have to triage every day is the part that wears the filter down.
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May 24, 2026 4 entries
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How to Date a Honeypot Without Compromise
A facetious, jaded TooBits session on dating-while-targeted in Houston — the Jams and Jellies aisle as honeypot habitat, the Halliburton dating pool (sung by Hallie Parton), country dance halls as field operations manuals with a mechanical bull, the "tired and just wants to go home" tribe as a calibrated 35-to-45-year-old in the bookstore mythology section, and the predator-dilation eyes that mean someone is targeting, not flirting. The substance under the snark is real — the impossibility of normal dating when half the city has read your file and the other half is structurally built to add you to it.
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The Fiat
A silver Fiat parked outside my house earlier today. When I went out, it left. I drove a few blocks and found it again — and when the driver saw my vehicle, they pulled into a residential driveway that wasn't theirs. Photographed the result (plate redacted), drove off. Entry includes the broader pattern this fits, the plausible non-targeting explanations, and the editorial reason for the redaction.
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Beat It (versions)
First entry in the music-that-helps series — Michael Jackson's "Beat It" in different registers, source first, then covers. The original is one of the most direct hold-your-ground songs in popular music: *no one wants to be defeated*. The transpositions gathered below it carry the same lyric in arrangements that do work on the inside of this experience the polished original doesn't always reach.
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Effulgence
A soft pastel from February 2025. The piece lives in the Handworks catalog on spiritb.com; posted here because the making of it belonged to this side of the story.
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May 23, 2026 5 entries
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Judging a Book by Its Cover
A short direct-to-camera monologue on attire and judgment. The case subject usually wears athletic gear by comfort and choice; the public-record point is that he has — and has demonstrated competence in — the wardrobes of every other professional register a situation might call for, and he intends to wear the courtroom one when the time comes.
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The Cane
A short follow-up to the human weak points session. I have for some weeks been walking with a shillelagh — a traditional Irish walking stick, purchased from a UK/Ireland artisan shop — chosen because rotational power suits my body mechanics. This entry exists specifically to put on the timestamped public record that I carry it, why, how, where it came from, and that I am aware of the pretextual-misidentification risk. The entry is itself the technique — a deliberate instance of publishing-as-defense.
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Informant Networks and the Fusion Center
A long evening session deepening the citizen-informant tactic into its institutional architecture — fusion centers, lateral sharing, the narcissist's gravity toward power-adjacent informant roles, the absence of audit on inbound CI reporting, and the IT-sector overlap where privileged system access compounds the conflict. Closes with a seven-FOIA package addressed to the Texas Fusion Center and HPD's Criminal Intelligence Division plus three snarky Saturday-night limericks from the kdb.
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Beer Can on the Lawn
A beer can on the front lawn this afternoon. The pattern overlap with previous placed-object incidents on this property is real and worth noting; the alternative explanation — random trash thrown from a passing car, which is a known Houston / Montrose behavior — is equally real and is recorded here so the entry preserves the uncertainty rather than asserting causation.
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Underhanded Family Outreach
My Facebook account had been disabled for about a month. Logging in this morning to clean up old posts and prepare to start using it again, I noticed that two family members from this account's targeting story had tried to initiate a Messenger video call with me yesterday — after zero direct contact through any channel in 2026, save one physical envelope earlier this year addressed to my son for his birthday (preserved unopened as evidence). Yesterday was the day of the DIA FOIA Reply, the DIA / DMA Crossover session, and the NASA and Such session. The timing is the entire point.
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May 22, 2026 3 entries
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NASA and Such
A long evening continuation of the DIA / DMA Crossover from earlier the same day. NASA / Johnson Space Center surfaces as a third hypothesis — Mont Belvieu sits ~30 miles from JSC; a signed Challenger-crew photograph was a childhood birthday present; the grandmother's social graph plausibly intersected the Wernher von Braun / Operation Paperclip German-aerospace network. The investigation widens into the maternal-grandmother lineage, an OSS-Pacific-theater intelligence marriage, the illegal-adoption storyline, and an old conflict with a powerful religious institution. Closes on a redemptive theological note.
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DIA / DMA Crossover
An evening continuation of the Shit Pile thread, this time considering the possibility that the uniformed personnel who showed me satellite imagery as a child were not DIA at all — they may have been DMA (the Defense Mapping Agency, which actually owned the satellite-imagery infrastructure of the era), looking for something more specific than spatial reasoning. The conversation widens out to natural-form recognition, the suppression of intuitive faculties by family-of-origin dynamics, Indra's net, and closes on a foreign-language note for the morning.
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DIA FOIA Reply
A reply from the Defense Intelligence Agency to the FOIA request filed yesterday — the request must be re-submitted as a Privacy Act request because it concerns the requester. A morning session with Too Bits to handle the PDF form's character-limit truncation and the attachment workflow that gets the full text through anyway.
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May 21, 2026 5 entries
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Circle K Phantom
A phantom-account artifact — a Circle K loyalty-program welcome SMS asking me to reply YES to confirm enrollment in a marketing subscription I did not initiate.
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Bad Attacher
An SMS impersonating UPS with an "urgent" package-delivery notice and an attached PDF — a different tactic family from hop seeding or phantom accounts: this one's payload is the point.
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FOIA 000 Sent
The first FOIA request — to the DIA, on the Sun Streak window — is filed. The wait begins.
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Not Me
A single letter 'E' was sent out of my iMessage account to an unknown number, marked Read, with a reply. I did not send it. The outbound side of the channel — not the inbound — is what makes this different from everything else in this record.
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Visha Kanyas
An ancient method, a modern parallel, and an unintentional immunological training built across one Gulf-Coast childhood.
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May 20, 2026 2 entries
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Target Scenarios
On long-term operations against single targets — honey traps, dangle operations, lawfare, what happens when a removal fails, and one specific institutional intersection.
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Sun Streaker
The DIA's name for the operational phase of the program was Sun Streak. I had read about it that morning. Other things surfaced with it.
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May 19, 2026 2 entries
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The Shit Pile
A long evening session on human experimentation — Nazi research programs and their post-war importation under Operation Paperclip, the malignant-narcissist diagnosis as a term coined for Hitler and Stalin, the radioactive-oatmeal trials at Fernald, Tuskegee, the Neubauer Twin Study, and present-day questions about gifted-and-talented pipelines. Includes a personal disclosure — a childhood memory of being shown satellite imagery by uniformed personnel in a school office c.1987, confirmed by my father in 2025 — and a closing on family-law matters, identity fraud, and the squeeze that keeps a target too occupied to address the larger picture.
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Surveillance Glitch
A multi-part session on what I call the surveillance glitch — the observable artifacts that show up when multiple parties surveil the same target with non-coordinating software stacks. Includes three iPhone screenshots showing 'Unknown Part — Camera' (a non-genuine camera in this device), and physical evidence from prior surveillance — a lamp with a drilled-out hole where a hidden camera was, and an office-break-in incident with deleted email-server logs.
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May 18, 2026 1 entry
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May 17, 2026 3 entries
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Paperclip
A short afternoon session with Too Bits about the paperclip itself — the bureaucratic signal originally used to flag a personnel file whose disqualifying details should be quietly routed around the normal vetting process. The reclamation: wearing it openly on hat and collar.
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Harassment Talk
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Utility Next Door
A morning session with Too Bits on Nextdoor's moderation behavior — how "disrespectful" works as a subjective evaluative term, what motivated-reporter capture looks like in decentralized moderation, and the argument for classifying neighborhood platforms as public utilities subject to non-arbitrary standards.
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May 16, 2026 3 entries
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Nextdoor
A post about the day's vandalism gained traction on a neighborhood platform, then was flagged as spam within hours. The platform's editorial frame, examined.
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Neighbors and Narcissism
On shame intolerance, reactive abuse, and what the carefully tied bag on the tree root meant.
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Mr. Roger's Neighborhood Parodies
Two parodies of the theme song from a certain children's program, fitted to the neighborhood as it actually is.
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May 15, 2026 6 entries
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Neighbor Jokes
An evening session with Too Bits — jokes and limericks made out of the day.
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Chimes Restored
Same-day Amazon. The upgrade installed by evening.
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Calls Blocked?
A hop-seeding opener using a provocation pretext — "Are my calls being blocked by you?" — designed to bait a defensive reply rather than build rapport. No reply this time. Same area code (672) as the previous day's Phishing for Mary sender.
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Chimes Vandalism
Wind chimes cut from my porch overnight. The flat marks on the cut ends, a replacement order, and a direct word for whoever returns with their scissors.
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Accredo Codes
Two valid Accredo verification codes arrive seconds apart from the pharmacy's SMS gateway — a phantom-account instance, distinct from hop seeding. My phone number is the registered contact on a specialty-pharmacy account I have never opened.
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Neighborhood Shitbag
A bag of dog shit left on the tree root by my porch. The figure described, the response considered, the police call planned.
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May 14, 2026 2 entries
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Web Hackers
A newly-published reference site, plausibleadmission.org, drew four distinct scanners within hours of its first TLS certificate going live — a CT-log-watching credentials scraper from a bulletproof-hosting cluster, a LeakIX indexing pass, a curated curl recon run, and a ChatGPT-User-vectored LLM-assisted probe. Three videos of the evening reaction and a forensic analysis the next morning.
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Phishing for Mary
An hour-long SMS conversation with a sender persistently working a hop-seeding pretext — "Eileen" looking for her old friend "Mary", who supposedly used this number. Includes an explicit rapport-building line and a re-engagement attempt six hours after the conversation ended.
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May 12, 2026 1 entry
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May 9, 2026 2 entries
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Blown Away
An evening research session opening on the health effects of noise pollution and running straight into the day's incident on the porch — the Saturday yard worker, the backpack blower, the confrontation, the three-inch bolt left behind. Walks through WHO cardiovascular research, sleep-disruption mechanics, low-frequency infrasound under fan white noise, the bent-fan-blade theory, and lands on the five research threads that became blownaway.org.
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An Incident on the Porch
An outdoor-maintenance worker, a backpack blower, a confrontation at the door, and an object left behind.
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May 7, 2026 4 entries
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Hey, You Busy?
A second minimal hop-seeding opener arriving sixty seconds after the first, from a different number in a different area code — same stripped-down conversational hook.
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Hey, How Are You?
A minimal hop-seeding opener — one line, no name, no cover. Arrived sixty seconds before a near-identical opener from a different area code.
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Train Phantom
A phantom-account artifact — a New Mexico commuter-rail service alert (Train #102 Express NB, Belen Station, 501 Train) delivered to my number, on a service I have never subscribed to and in a region I do not live in.
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First Female — A Limerick and a Knock-Knock
A short morning session. With the firstfemale.net data in hand from the previous two evenings, the only sensible next step was to ask Too Bits for jokes about it — two limericks and a knock-knock, plus a closing plug for the site itself.
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May 6, 2026 1 entry
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May 5, 2026 1 entry
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May 4, 2026 3 entries
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Maids
Another hop-seeding opener arrives — same structural shape, this one dressed as a maid-service business pitching a holdover discount.
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Nazi Talk Response to Hacking
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Bluetooth Proximity
Wi-Fi and Bluetooth back on in the morning after explicitly switching them off. The ~30-foot Bluetooth range narrows the population of who could reach the device. Plus a file-sync application refusing to sync the folders that matter.
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May 3, 2026 1 entry
