Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Month: May 2006

  • 20060530-Crispy Clear

    The crispy clear skies today were breathtaking.
    My peace has been found with each morning’s waking.

    That is how each morning should start out, crispy and clear. Yesterday’s holiday would have been filled with fluffy white clouds but we got sticky trail clouds instead. I believe people were really enjoying that holiday literally and probably forgot that everyday is meant to be hard work.

    Hard work doesn’t mean to lift a finger or to bend over backwards. Hard work means to lift both eyes to the skies and take deep breaths. This means to follow up with good and loving thoughts and clear the environment that way. It’s that easy. Today is better.

    After the sunlight made its way through the slits of my closed blinds and onto my closed eyelids, I arose from bed. I’ve greeted the parakeets; hand fed the ailing TC and cleaned their area. By 09:22PM, I left the house after having prepared breakfast for us three and cleaning up afterwards.

    Work was ordinary as I stayed until 07:00PM to finish today’s lockbox work. One temp called in sick probably from the recovery of his tattoos on both upper arms. And one came back from a long vacation and gave me a wallet as a souvenir.

    The other unusual event today involved three changes: a new VP of finance; a VP of human resources (who is formerally VP of finance) and a new Director. This goes to show that the company is making money.

    If I wanted a title with the added headache of more responsibilites, I’d like to be called ‘Director of Fun and Games’. That’s what I learned about the corporate world. It’s about playing hard with each other and laughing all they way.

    If I wanted more proof, I’d like to see the figures on my paycheck increase tremendously and added bonuses gratuitously. But since I am but a hard worker, this illustration shows that no one could climb the ladder of successful illusion without stepping on others below.

    Today, I learned that I’ve been stepped on for too long. And the wool of treachery has been lifted from my eyes. I could delve on the details further but that disclosure would not be wise. I am still accessing the situation at the moment.

    My frustration is not without merit for anger has been brewing and now is justified. I felt humor from these personal phone calls received today and I am not at all pleased. My next course of action will be yet another test.

    I could only summon my inner guidance for reassurance and that will have to do for now. Perhaps the blue skies has been my indicator of my well being and today is shown to be free and clear. That means I’ve left my troubles behind and will continue onward.

    With more energy and better outlook in life, my personal committment to whatever and wherever continues in small steps. Those with a more ‘gung ho’ attitude and clearer visions are encouraged follow through with their own realities.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060529-Trail Walk

    Today has been filled with lots of good weather: blue skies; warm temperatures and our complimentary trail clouds overhead. I awoke at 09:30AM; entered a blog elsewhere and wasn’t ready to do anything else.

    Maw made lots of angry conversation earlier this morning downstairs. I didn’t realize Paw almost caused another near accident coming from the post office. At least Maw was there to scream at him so both won’t get hurt.

    Paw seems to become more feeble minded. And Maw has been and always has pulled the most weight in decision making around the house. Now my assistance to pull almost all three weights around is beginning.

    As designated driver to these two and whenever possible, my task today is to drive so we could walk along the shore line. At the last minute, we decided to buy our three sandwiches of egg salad and two smoked turkey to eat as lunch later on.

    At 10:30AM and prior to getting onto northbound Highway 101, a large trail cloud was already being laid closer inland, from north to south and over the Westside hills of the Bay Area. The wind did not blow the whole morning. This major trail and many smaller ones stuck in the skies.

    About 11:00AM, I missed the exit and made my way back to the familiar one. I missed Brats cell phone call at 11:10AM. We parked closest to the restaurant as usual and got out to enjoy the day.

    Immediately, I took my camera out and started taking pictures of the whole mess in the skies. For whatever reason, certain spots were being marked with cross patterns. We were directly underneath some trails.

    By 11:30AM, I’ve taken a few pictures of geese with their clutches. These babies still had their gray colored down. Families of geese were eating the grasses of this park. Some were drinking water near an orange colored, construction cone.

    While leaving Maw to rest wherever she chose, Paw and I continued to walk around the paved place and I was beginning to feel the heat from my gray colored pullover with the ‘W#b#x Finance Team’ logo embroidered on the left front.

    I took more pictures of these cross patterned clouds in the skies; the patrol light plane above; the lake with people sailing and paddling; and some wild flowers. I did not get a chance to take pictures of squirrels and took a dark snapshot of a bird sitting underneath the shade of this one tree.

    There were cyclist ‘watching’ and wearing either yellow jerseys and dark shorts and shirts. There were old and young people walking and running. One guy was wearing no shirt as he casually strolled around where adults and children were sitting down to have their meals.

    We wanted to look for Maw and made our way back toward the main area where people were playing Frisbee; having birthday parties and bicycling or rollerblading. From our counterclockwise walk of almost thirty minutes, we emerged from in front the bathroom area.

    I noticed two people we intercepted earlier under the back part of the shaded trail of tress: one dark haired guy and possibly his dark haired son. I felt both his son’s stare earlier and the dad’s stare through my dark shades and beige colored cap later. I was walking to the left of Paw in both instances.

    As we neared their position, the dad immediately got up from his corner position of a patch of grass, which is near the main launch pad of paddleboats and sailboats. He then stood directly behind his bicycle. I laughed to my frustrated self and mentally thanked the guy for this sweet humor.

    Later, we found Maw sitting on one of the benches overlooking the lake. Unfortunately, there was no shade of trees and her red and pink umbrella of flowers did not offer the cooling effects I needed from underneath my pull over.

    I did not want to step on the food and green colored poop of these geese. But that was the only way we could pick up Maw and rest a few minutes before I complained of being hungry and feeling overheated from sitting at this bench. I have yet to wash my white rubber shoes.

    So we sat in the Mazda and ate our sandwiches until we decided that it was time to go home. I asked Paw for a ‘booger rag’ and began to pick my nose and found that my left nostril had the most. I did not care if golfers to my right or drivers to my left saw me picking my boogers.

    We drove home but got on south 85 in error. I made my way back to east 237 to exit onto southbound 101. I kept looking at the sky and realized that some work needed to be done. I didn’t initially request for anything to happen.

    I kept taking pictures above and found more trail clouds with two more noticeable ones above me were being laid. I could only mumble to myself and shouted at the noisy cars passing by while cleaning my Mustang. I’m a frustrated girl, I suppose.

    I screamed ‘I’m a slave!’ while cleaning the Benz and prior to their arrival from an errand of picking up medication and looking for white slippers. This is the price of living rent free with free home cooking by Maw.

    With the help of Maw wiping down the cars and of Paw vacuuming the interiors, we managed to clean all three cars from 01:00PM to 03:00PM. Maw and I took our showers as Paw finished up his activities. Laundry is being done as I blog.

    My energy level was surprisingly strong today and I did not feel drained. Recently I’ve experienced little pain of doing normal activities like: stooping forward, bending knees, lifting arms and wiping well. My walking activities have increased as a result.

    Today, however, should not have encouraged those damn trail mixers to increase their efforts. I am dismayed that some continue to play this game of making trail clouds to pollute our beautiful blue skies. We all should instead be walking together in peace and harmony.

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    Monday May 29, 2006 – 05:22pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent

  • 20060528-Wispy Waves

    I awoke at 05:45AM, got online and discovered there is little left to view except the usual dose of sensational headlines of fear, death and anger. I find more lack of interest from sitting in front of an inanimate object which is nothing more than a different box meant to keep us sedentary individuals indoors.

    I opted to do something better and that is crawl back into bed. I didn’t feel like I had to sleep again but off to dreamland I went. There may have been dreams for the past month but I have not recalled or bothered to log these as part of my blogs.

    The day was greeted with another blue sky as we drove ourselves to get Maw’s blood work done. Instead of waiting inside a room full of other people, I decided to do something more mundane. And that is to walk for once to burn off my fat deposits in areas that I care not to mention.

    So off I went under the shades off tree, along the cemented sidewalks and among nature in her finest. The clear blue sky was amazingly refreshing as I warmed up myself with simple arm circles and other creative stretches to get the flow of blood going into my brain.

    My tracks were momentarily stopped as I watched two brown squirrels played. They climbed up and down the trees and flicked their tails and then scampered off to get food elsewhere. I missed a photo opportunity because I only carried my keys.

    From 09:15AM to 09:40AM, I walked up and down the area nearest the front entrance of the hospital. The day was so fine that my new, high necked, gray pull over from the company kept me warm enough from the cold days. But not too warm that I overheat.

    Cold days seem to be more common in the past seasons. We seem to be having one long winter after the other. The only other time the weather would reach close to one-hundred degrees Fahrenheit is around the month of July.

    I rested a few more minutes on the outdoor and saw a black squirrel looking for food among the landscapes of flower beds in front of me in the distance. I didn’t have my camera with me then but later on sat down again to try to intercept one of those critters but to no avail.

    I messaged Brat to pick up his property today while waiting another thirty minutes for my bio-units. We were off to go home towards southbound 101. In the distance I saw one trail cloud being laid at around 10:30AM.

    After a few minutes into the drive, the now widened, white-washed clouds were directly below this one sylph. Nothing else was seen in the sky except this one cloud above and one trail below. This is as if the timing could not have been better by both.

    We decided to have brunch at the popular Filipino restaurant. Maw got angry as I told her the window shade is upside down due to the white tag was supposed to be one top. I flicked her off again as I saw her walked fast to the restaurant.

    We each have similar dishes of rice, sunny side eggs and meat. All three of us packed two pieces of meat for take home because this was too much to eat in one sitting. I ate the pickled vegetables that came with the meal to aid in digestion.

    The stuff burned my left throat and I had unwittingly coughed my mouthful of food across the table and towards Paw. He is a patient man and I kept apologizing for ruining his breakfast. I laughed as myself for being naughty the whole morning too.

    Later, we found ourselves home and deciding what else to do. I wanted to go get my smog test and slowly backed up from the driveway. Surprisingly, we saw Brat and Twit in the black Mustang making a surprise visit.

    So I pulled my gray Mustang back up the driveway and along side the couple and greeted them both with my smile of yellow teeth. I’ve not had a chance to whiten my teeth because I consider that ideal too vain to me and for now.

    We talked and gave Twit more of our dishes that we do not use. My goal is to get rid of as much items from this house. Because where we are all going, we cannot take. Once again, I prefer to be the minimalist in the bio-units.

    Brat finally removed three of the crates that I painstakingly loaded up with his hobbies of paints, brushes and others. He still needs to remove his magazines, CD’s, punching bag, bamboo blinds, five more models made by hand and one upright carpet steamer.

    Then the issue of marriage came up by Maw. That put Brat and Twit on the spot because Maw’s opinion is that they should get married since both already have a house together. I believe that Brat, Maw and Twit have different ideas.

    I can’t help this new couple have a descent marriage ceremony and reception because of many freeloaders riding on my hard working back. My immediate goals are already expressed and there are some who know better.

    As these chatter boxes flapped their mouths, I watered the backyard vegetable plants; refilled the birdbath; hosed down my CB and reprogrammed the device with better intentions; took pictures of the parakeet and got close up pictures of Bugsy’s heart-shaped markings; hung my laundry to dry; and loaded Brat’s property into the trunk of the Mazda.

    After we unloaded Brat’s junk into his garage, Brat sneezed loudly near Maw, who was startled and she struck him with her right hand. These old souls (or masters) do not always understand their sense of humor is not always amusing and does annoy the rest of us.

    With karma being the law of return, she had bled underneath the unbroken skin. Her wound from today’s blood work with the butterfly needle did not thoroughly heal and she had this painless bruise that was taped with the help of Twit.

    As we prepared to go with the chatter box making noise, there was a major sylph formation overhead. I got my camera out and took pictures from Brats driveway around 12:35PM. The formation was located northwest.

    We found ourselves back home and to my surprise they were directly overhead. This is where I took more pictures of the sylphs around 12:40PM. The southern most section of this formation marked the border of our house.

    The northern most section is probably a good couple of miles long. This is the biggest and most beautiful one I’ve seen so far in the Bay Area. I’ve uploaded some pictures into this Yahoo! 360 profile today. They moved or waved due east in a very slow and majestic manner.

    Later, we went to get my California ‘Test Only’ for certification of smog. This means I wasted my time trying to get one done today at a local place that didn’t offer this service. Test Only stations provide more accurate readings and are NOT allowed to perform repairs.

    All three of us went to for a walk inside our local mall once together. Maw found herself enjoying a three minute massage from those black chairs for US1.00 notes. Maw rested near the water fountain; while Paw and I went around for another fifteen minutes.

    Today, I’ve gotten one and one half hour of walking done and without the leisurely limp from a painful right knee joint. I believe my rubber sneakers provided the support compared to the cheap leather flat shoes I wore while walking with Brat that one day.

    I ate two Vietnamese spring rolls leftover from Brat’s surprise birthday parties and found myself sleeping off today’s walking exhaustion from 03:30PM to 07:30PM. Furthermore, I believe I spent my precious energies yesterday night to turn some ugly red clouds to some nice white clouds as seen today.

    My personal belief in love, light and laughter has brought forth the sylphs, who have heard my thoughts regarding trails were being laid earlier this morning. Fluffy white clouds continue to linger behind both the Westside hills towards the Pacific Ocean and Mt. Hamilton, CA.

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    Sunday May 28, 2006 – 11:01pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments

  • 20060526-Sleepy Sleep

    For the past few days, I’ve felt weak and sleepy.
    Yesterday, I’ve blogged about birds and felt weepy.
    Prior to sleeping, I’d relaxed but feel tizzy.
    Recently, I’m not quite alert and feel dizzy.

    I don’t know why my system would shake and quiver.
    My love and light would be sent back like a river.
    No pain was in my left temple side of my head.
    One night I dreamt a tug pulled out the pain instead.

    Revised on 07-09-2006 at 10:33PM…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060525-Broken Bird

    TechCu seemed to have injured her left leg for quite some time because she would place most of the weight on her right leg with the left one barely tucked under her feathers while resting. She sleeps more with ruffled feathers to indicate we do something to ease her pain.

    Earlier tonight, I had observed that she would go down below with the rest of the fatter brood and pretend to eat. She would poke around the bottom of the white tray and swallow nothing. I threw minuscule amounts of tiny activated charcoal to encourage her to eat something smaller.

    Maw and I decided that she needed to be separated from the rest because the fatter ones tend to poke her out of the way whenever we try to offer TC some food in a separate container. BooBoo and YeYo are especially food aggressive and we think that is why TC is thinner.

    Surprisingly, she still had strength to wiggle within my grasp as I moved her to the new isolation unit, a small white, wired cage with a purple plastic container below to catch her poop. This is the same cage that Bugsy was transported into our home.

    I placed the pink sanded perch with various sized width from the bigger cage into her new home. There are the food and water containers of pink and yellow color, respectively. A nice multi-colored cover with butterflies left over from another cage.

    Birds like TC are enduring and they do have memories that are still intact. We have a photo of Persimmon that looked straight into the camera. Every time we hold up that photo she would peer closer as if to kiss her mate and look behind to see were he was located.

    TC misses her former mate Persimmon, who was also from the wild. I could tell both the Fat Budgie and her were disappointed when Bugsy came into their lives. Both were simply not interested in the new bird and would poke him away.

    Bugsy is a light purple bird instead the dark olive color of Persimmon. And of course, BooBoo, who is a light blue one, immediately befriended her new playmate. Both are actively interested in each other by kissing, feeding and bobbing their heads up and down simultaneously.

    When these birds bob their heads up and down, that signals to us that they are happy birds. When they talk even louder during dinner time, this means they have much to contribute to our conversation. TC did not sing much recently.

    I am wondering if she is older than we expected. Her arrival was from the wild when Brat captured her outside the parking lot of his work almost three years ago. Her age is unknown but she seems younger than Fat Budge.

    Having parakeets as part of the bio-unit does have its moments. Daily maintenance of cleaning the tray, vacuuming the carpet and playing with feather friends is necessary to make everyone happy. This keeps the bio-unit together and us busy with creatures that have feelings too.

    I am feeling that she is indeed hurt both physically from an unknown injury, which is probably during some nights of panic attacks inside the cage and emotionally from her lost mate, who left the same way he came into our lives via the Persimmon tree.

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    Thursday May 25, 2006 – 09:11pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments

  • 20060524-Endless Boundaries

    The ‘Revolution’ function of my company has been successful from 03:00PM to 05:00PM today. The VP of Marketing did use key words from my previous blogs. This ‘movement’ is ‘not for profit’ and should ‘lead’ and ‘unite’ our fellow ‘revolutionaries’ to bring down boundaries.

    Boundaries are set in place to give various types of people the security of space and time and the sense of peace and tranquility. Without these boundaries, people would get into each other’s faces and disagreements would ensue. The company promotes this theme of ‘Revolution’ that begins with each person.

    By allowing people to meet online for business, our company has brought down the barriers of time and space. The time traveled by sales people has been reduced for small to medium sized targets. The space to present on-demand issues is more effective anywhere there is a computer.

    Once again, I clapped my hands when appropriate and found myself dancing while standing in place to the tunes of disco, jazz and other modern beats. As a Sagittarian, my system cannot keep still and have fidgeted throughout the two speeches by the CEO and VP of Marketing.

    The alcohol of one Gordon Biersch beer, one nasty, tasting white wine and three sweetened, bubbly glasses of champagne with green olives inside did release my already uninhibited nature. I was already feeling very relaxed after the second drink but my system processed everything fine.

    The chance to get out of the building and outdoors on the forth floor of the parking garage was enjoyable as the fresh, strong wind blew my long, below the shoulder length, black hair. I talked with three people from my group and then one from the collections department.

    ‘Ronnie’ and I took pictures each by ourselves without my dark shades. Later and with my shades, both of us posed with the CEO. These pictures will be uploaded into the company’s website. Unfortunately for me, the pimple shots on my face will forever be part of this company.

    Other souvenirs were the black shirt, which I wore over my other gray shirt, one mirror for the computer monitor and a horizontal triptych card for placing anywhere. My only regret is not bringing home a cute guy as a ‘real’ treat but I cannot due to living with my parents all my life.

    Bringing down the boundaries that could have started with me was not fulfilled today due to my nature of being quiet and shy. I had expected to meet other revolutionaries and only talked with the one’s I recognize.

    Most of the one’s I come across are not single. And I’m single and have not been married. So my conversation was lost amidst stories pertaining to children, in-laws and spouses. I could only think of taking a quick vacation to nowhere.

    Anywhere but here is better. But how is the other side compared to where I am currently stationed? Should I spread my wings and network with strangers? The idea of becoming more open to the unknown has been scary for the most part.

    Being isolated as I’ve experienced for most of my life has done little to expand my views in life. Being in front of the computer for the past ten years does nothing but limit my exposure to the outdoors and beauty of nature.

    My once vivid dreams for the past few days have been conversing with people who may hold the key for my happiness and further the goal for my success. Without the support of friends with similar goals, a revolution to start any project would be next to impossible.

    Today’s function has been yet another encouraging sign for me to join others. This last job, which has brought me full circle from my first job in an amusement park with its revolving ride, is to show that worldwide business is achieved by utilizing this company’s services.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060524-Revolution Rounds

    Revolution is a noun that means the following:
    The overthrow of a government.
    The radical change of current behavior and thinking.

    Yesterday, there were vertical banners colored of lime green and cobalt blue showing pictures of men without smiling faces against the overall black colored background. These were put up around lunchtime on the parking garage of 3989 and on the side building of 3979.

    The theme for our company is ‘Revolution.’ I could surmise that this company has borrowed this word from me. This could indicate that my company has been reading my Yahoo! 360 blogs. If I could, I would demand royalties for using my idea in the first place.

    There was a blog in my Yahoo! 360 account entitled ‘20060505-Amusing Walk’ about my first job at Great America of Santa Clara, CA in the summer of 1987. The area where I worked was the ‘Revolution.’ I sold souvenirs; snacks and teddy bears and had the chance to meet different people.

    The ‘Revolution’ is a ride shaped like a ship that would swing back and forth to an upside down position. I remember riding that one without much fear. And someone’s wallet fell out towards the water below at one time.

    My purpose lately has indeed been revolutionary. And my efforts are not limited to working the normal and boring eight hour shift in the corporate world, which is nothing more than a box meant to keep people from being awake to the truth out there.

    And the truth is the proverbial wool, which is currently being removed from the eyes of the sleeping people. People do need to realize that they have been and always will be free to make choices in their lives and without the help of the government.

    The hurricane disasters are prime examples of how people need to learn to help themselves; each other and the community as a whole. Unity is important and we all should stop laughing at the fact that we all could be revolutionaries and start doing more work beyond making profit.

    These blogging efforts of mine have affected the global community at large. For those who have been following my blogs, I’ve not gained much notoriety for being a trailblazer in my own right and from my simple world. The effects are met with silent regard and may have promoted my company to follow in my lead.

    Another one of my ideals to systematically encourage the sleeping people to follow through with their own selfless endeavors is through gifting. The movement to overthrow those that keep us asleep is remarkable. Once again, I encourage my readers to read my blogs to learn and find out what gifts I refer.

    One person could change the whole world. One person cannot make a revolution alone. But with love and light, many people could much improve the dire conditions of humankind and anything living on this fragile planet.

    What is that sound? I hear the bugle from a boy blaring in the background. It is time to take up arms and fight onward, my friends. There is nothing to loose but our sense of humor. Charge!

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060523-Fluffy Big

    Fluffy, fluffy clouds of white;
    Lots of puffiness everywhere in site.

    Big ones and small ones everywhere;
    Wispy sylphs with silvery hair.

    Today has been another grand site of fluffy, puffy clouds of white against the crispy, clear skies of blue. The morning had this sheen of gray clouds with some purple ones too. I was not a bit worried but wondered what the day would look like.

    The tremendous uplifting effects of today would prompt me to sing as I drove on the road with the windows of my car rolled down. I could take deep breaths and feel refresh. The warm sunlight felt warm on my face and of course I could never get a tan that way. My forearms are the darkest parts on me by the way.

    This morning there was one tall Asian guy, who walked from around the corner and into his white vehicle, and one White guy, who walked his toy poodle along a gray stretch of sidewalk. This afternoon had lots of other people enjoying the outdoors together in pairs, jogging with headsets or walking with backpacks.

    By the mid-afternoon and on my way back to work from having lunch at home from 12:30PM to 02:00PM, the air was not quite warm. The fluffy clouds that once lingered behind Mt. Hamilton, CA and the hills near the Pacific Oceans gave way to clearer blue skies.

    After work around 06:00PM, some trail clouds appeared over the circular buildings nearby the ‘Ex-Ball’ tower, where I work. There was one large wispy cloud, which transmuted the futile attempt to cover the skies with trail clouds.

    I worked the usual eight hour shift and did submit my time sheet a day early. People think I’m salaried but being hourly is better because I could work on the weekends if I had too. But I no longer need to put in the extra hours now since there are four more people on ‘my team.’

    Work was slow the whole morning because there was no motivation. I did not accomplish much the whole morning except try to wake myself up from the mesmerizing effects of fluffy clouds drifting by outside the windows. I wanted to open up all the blinds but there are some co-workers with sensitive eyes.

    Some people don’t know how to keep their eyes to themselves and the usual dose of turd by the name of ‘Jerk Turdannatto’ has bothered me twice today. Both times he asked if I remember the name of our new credit card system. I played dumb or ‘mean’ as he called me for not knowing.

    He joked that he would report me. I, in turn, reported him via chatting messages to my boss ‘CarolTwin DaZit’ and to ‘Fancy Soul’ the temp so both could learn of what happened. He needs to learn to go away and leave me alone because he is not my type.

    There are two guys who seem better candidates on my list. ‘Potted Flowers’ the facilities dude helped me to tell off the turd also. Then the manager of the contracts department suddenly came over to our area. And I am not interested in that divorced Italiano, who is a diabetic and a gambler and who has three children.

    The effects of today may have contributed to the well being of people today both inside work and outside. The place is more relaxed and calm, especially since the bosses are out on vacation. My quick getaway to nowhere is pending. In the meantime, I’ve been enjoying good weather and the big fluffy clouds.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060522-Cool Calm

    I love cold weathers. This keeps my already hot headed disposition from overheating and getting angry. In addition to the cold day, we had lots of fluffy white cumulus clouds puffing up their beauty amidst the clear blue skies. I did upload a photo of the sun rising from behind one of these puffy ones into this Yahoo! 360 account.

    My work has been mostly calm as I continued to work diligently in front of the monitor. Four of us six members in the cash applications department are on vacation while one other temp; two others from IT and facilities shared our quiet aisle. But these ‘watchers’ do not calm of my already suspicious nature.

    My ‘watcher’s are hereby listed for today. From 09:00AM to 09:07AM, there was this flat ended guy wiping down his dark colored sedan with his red colored bath towel, which he would casually flag upon removing and replacing very neatly back into his trunk. He wore a ‘Gilligan’ outfit of white cap and red long sleeve shirt with dark colored pants. His position was next to the house across from us where a gardener was working on the landscape.

    Around 09:20AM, there was a light, beige colored SUV stranded on the ramp exiting to Highway 101. At 01:00PM, there was a white gardening truck with its load. The white driver got out of the vehicle after putting on the signal flasher and upon my stopping at the railway intersection. At 01:45PM, a dark colored, light SUV was under the shade of the tree next to the house across from us. The driver was hiding low inside the driver’s seat as I drove by his position.

    Other ‘watchers’ are these alleged co-workers at this place. There was another tall guy lurking near our printer area this morning. I assume this is because ‘Jerk Turdannatto’ was nearby. I am glad that the cute looking, blue eyed manager of the ‘contracts’ department kept this turd busy with conversation as I gave the cutie my sideways glance to keep this turd away from me.

    One brown haired guy kept visiting our area almost four times. The forth time I caught his reflection in my computer monitor and quickly rose up to follow him to the back area of the sales department, which is way on the opposite side of the building. ‘Richstink Stinkiness,’ who was slightly shorter than this ‘watcher’ passed by him and then me before I turned into the mini-lunch room to grab another lemon, iced tea in a can at 02:48PM.

    Other co-workers are weird because they would pass by for whatever reason and not have anything to do with finance, IT or facilities. Two blond females are noticeable from this morning with the first one coughing to signal her presence. The second one always seems to be around. I did not see ‘Joe’ recently.

    My conclusion is: These people are ‘idioms’ and will all burn in hell for bothering me. But that statement was not nice. So I retract that offense due to being angry. I could say that receiving several annoying phone calls of desperation angered me the most.

    I could only stay cool and calm to keep my anger under control. Being nice is very difficult and I managed to remain as professional as possible to avoid any misunderstandings and regrets later on. My inner peace has been possible by looking at the beauty of fluffy clouds floating outside my windows.

    I’ve learned that being nice is important especially when dealing with various types of people. There were too many instances where bad behavior from relatives and friends have been placed before the path of my family and me. As I have mentioned in my previous blogs, I found out that some people will never change and will continue their chosen path.

    My guidance has indicated from experience that fighting back is justified and is allowed in order to tip the scale back to balance out the forces of good and bad. This imagery is similar to children playing on the see saw. One goes up while the other goes down. This is fun when both work together.

    However, there is no fun when neither side wants to play. When the game is over, this does not mean a bad ending. This means both sides have a chance toward another final victory, if possible to achieve. The idea has always been to remain cool and calm with love and laughter.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060521-Funny Fellow

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    A photo showing DC among a field of yellow flowers

    A poem about a guy from a photo dated 05-19-2006…

    Did his smile come from a funny fellow?
    Open your hearts like flowers of yellow.
    Notice his effort has always been good.
    Come out sleeping people from being food.
    Respected warriors go out on a limb.
    Orgonite project was started by him.
    Find gestures of love and light everywhere.
    Toss TB’s and plant CB’s anywhere.

    First attempt at acrostic…

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  • 20060520-Friendly Brat

    Today has been mostly gray clouds over the whole Bay Area and not a single drop of rain fell. The air is cold and crispy as I looked above to see the Sun with its nice halo. There are some wispy clouds behind and that is enough to convince me that today will be another fine Saturday.

    We are frying fish outside the char broiler and the propane tank has enough fuel for many more fun filled days. The first one is catfish and the second one is tilapia, a popular Asian fish. I prefer tilapia because it’s meatier compared to the smelly catfish, which reminds me of old men with whiskers. There are three green chili peppers and a slab of meat being cooked also.

    At around 10:29AM, there were two black colored copters that flew from a southwest direction towards a northeast direction into the distance of Mt. Hamilton, CA. I do not know why they would make their presence known DIRECTLY over my home or my parents’ house.

    Yesterday and today, there were lots of light planes making their presence known in my airspace also. I never flew inside a light plane before and would assume that it’s too loud inside. Besides, I did mention in my previous blogs that my tummy doesn’t like the feeling of free falling.

    I took pictures of both copters; the gray clouds; the Sun’s halo and some birds with my CB in the background. This goes to show that my life as a novice writer and warrior, a dedicated hard worker and slave and a simple person and human, could be described as being none other than a Friendly Brat.

    My purpose in this lifetime is to observe the events unfolding in my immediate surroundings and learn all that I could and to take all the trials and errors that I could possibly encounter and make life both fun and enjoyable.

    Today should be another example of how there seems to be lots of wool being pulled over everyone’s eyes. The wool, in my opinion, could be fear, which I felt as my hand shook from excitement when I messaged Brat about the two copters flying above.

    The increase in police activities on the roads and in the skies and in spectacular headlines that seem to focus on negativity are examples of more wool that should not make us feel cold from fear like ice cold tea or lemonade but should keep us warm like sweaters knitted by loved ones.

    I would like to remind everyone that the mundane events have many positive outcomes on a daily basis that do not always make the headlines. This brat wants to make sure that the senses of new and old thinking in each and everyone are being tickled in a friendly manner.

    Once again, I would like to subscribe to the great comedy of life and allow everyone to discover that laughter is the best medicine. Besides, if we all want to one day meet our Maker, I would prefer to know that many great smiles have resulted from people who could make a difference in all that is good.

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  • 20060519-Cloud Rains

    Rain has fallen today from gray and white clouds above. This afternoon around 05:00PM was the only time I noticed the rain through the tall windows of the lobby as I left the building. I smiled and felt good to know that rain is always a blessing to growing and living things.

    Yesterday around 07:00PM, I finished planting the CB created by J—/Sensei’s into the soil of Mother Earth of San Jose, CA. I expected only my prayers to God to work the miracle of balancing all that is good and right. No harm should ever be intended or directed at anything or anyone.

    Yesterday around 11:30PM, a copter flew over my bio-unit’s house. I know there is nothing to fear but I felt intimidated to hear this object make noise that close to the roof and late at night. My system responded with apprehension and I tried to rationalize that all will be well.

    I prayed to my heart’s content in a special way and that is how I fell asleep yesterday night. My morning today was greeting with much energy as I dressed myself to drive Maw to her doctor’s appointment. As we traveled towards southbound Highway 880, I almost missed the exit.

    Both parents screamed and I joked that maybe I should call in sick today because I might miss my exit too from lack of concentration, which has been noticeable recently. My mind has been drifting off due to enjoying the misty whiteness of cloud covering most of the Bay Area today.

    We waited for Maw to be finished with her appointment; ate our breakfast at our local restaurant; and went home so I could freshen up some more before returning to work at 11:00AM.

    Most of the day was spent working to catch up on three day’s worth work. And I didn’t have time to eat lunch because of being already filled up from breakfast earlier this morning. I work fast and quite diligently with some accuracy. I like to balance each cash receipt batch at the end of day.

    So my travel home was driving in the rain and with the newly replaced windshield wipers turned on. I smiled with my pearly whites shining forth so other drivers could see as I bemused of how such weird weather patterns could possibly have occurred.

    I could not hurry home as in the past of my youth with anger and frustration from behind the wheel because the speeding alone would only excite my lower intestines this evening. I had to use the bathroom badly due to not honoring the natural cycle of relieving myself before going home.

    With that said, I used the toilet most graciously for a good five minutes. I conversed with Paw through the open bathroom door and mentioned the unusual rain today. He pointed to my CB outback and he smiled knowingly also.

    I made my fifteen minutes phone call to my disappointment again. My plans for quitting my day job and traveling abroad to learn of people and places have been delayed once again. At least I have my two Finance Team button and gray long sleeve sweater with company logo to remind me of my dedication to the company.

    My working at this company is the key to my success. I work hard and do my best to get the job done. Certain people really owe me via this company for making part of their dreams possible. I also owe my supportive bosses for allowing me to work this long.

    After the phone call was made, a copter made several rounds nearby our neighborhood around 06:00PM tonight and I took blurry pictures. There have been police writing tickets from a street this morning and from the exit into northbound Highway 880 after the appointment.

    These strange activities do not deter me from planting anything with love and light. I only care to believe that hard work that bears fruit is good. And today the fruit that bears witness happens to be rain from rain clouds above. Some blue skies broke forth around 06:30PM.

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