Day: November 23, 2007

  • 20071123-Honking Geese

    While hanging my new clothes (purchased from Moffett Exchange) outdoors to dry, I heard the sounds of honking geese. I looked up into the clear blue skies and saw the V-formation of twelve geese flying from south to north and two more stragglers coming from behind starboard.

    I waved to them goodnight, opened the sliding door from the backyard, peered indoors and looked at the atomic clock hanging above the television in the dining room.

    The time of this event was 04:26PM (Pacific Time) and the sun had already set about one-half hour ago due to no shadows fell onto the ground from the tall sycamore trees (of over three decades old) andwith dried light brown leaves still hanging on the branches.

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

  • 20071123-Black Friday

    Today is the day after Thanksgiving and shopping at the Moffett Exchange (with 30% off prior to noontime) for my news clothes to wear to my temporary job next week went smoothly. The Navy Exchange price is almost half the retail price for popular items — Izod, Liz Claiborne, Basic Concepts, etc…

    Attending morning Catholic mass, eating breakfast at McDonalds and locating the address to my assignment at ‘the largest investor-owned American water utility west of the Mississippi River’ was completed from 07:30AM to 11:30AM. The location is nearby where the fiancée of Brat works and is two blocks from an exit off Highway 101.

    The shopping took only one and half hours and cost Paw around $300.00 (with around $111.00 savings), which I will gladly pay later (whenever possible). He was patiently waiting by the shopping cart and talked to another older Filipino, while Maw and I quickly scanned the red-tag sale (which were already 30% discounted)!

    I got four pants (one black jeans, slacks of brown and black, and a dirty blue jeans that stretches), seven shirts (cotton, of course), and three jackets (two fleece with high neck and a shiny white one with embroidery stitching). My dry skin and electrical static made trying on some clothes, well, shocking and prickly.

    ‘Black Friday’ is really not worth the effort when the retail prices are nothing compared to military pricing and when the cost of waiting in line is wasted in emotions of impatience, anger and starvation for lack of food (or mostly liquid). I really took advantage of the sale today and we didn’t expect a sale because we seldom shop here anymore.

    My new ‘look’ won’t attract some nice professional elsewhere because that is not my destiny. Next is working on my fat tummy and sensitive skin condition — both of which I suspect is really overeating and food allergies, respectively.

    Living at home with the abundance of food stuff and succumbing to the temptation of aromatic cooking do no justice to someone (like me) with a hearty appetite. Lunch was turkey leftover and we forgot to buy my whip cream to top off my pumpkin pie! I will not be a happy pie eater without my whip cream!

    Sunny is the day with clear blue skies. No brown muck was seen on the horizon of the Bay Area. I’ve went to the post office and sent ‘Chris’ my spare orgonite via USPS — Priority Mail with Delivery Confirmation. Later I sent him a PM as an FYI and the other dude for my other donation. The big one is still pending though: I have not forgotten because his current situation is bugging the sh*t out of me!

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  • 20071123-Counterbalancing Goons

    While in the middle of reading one article, I decided to blog about his discussion. This involves, once again, weird stuff that ‘normalized’ folks would not encounter in the third dimension. The faint of heart would not understand their paths or simply be rendered into a state of a drooling idiot. From headaches to universal law, all I could say is that everyone is a crazy fool!

    A fool would believe anything presented to him/her/it no matter how convincing or well disclosed the facts and would have faith in the unknown (like ‘God’) for further exploitation. A fool would like nothing more than to fool others and find humor along the way. There are only two kinds of people: the fool and the one being fooled. Both are fools regardless of which side is taken.

    My impressions of their experiences based on this one article bring very dry tears to my eyes – sob! I am not at all convinced because there are the layers upon layers (as described by another blogger) like peeling away the onion skins. Each time I read about all these ‘parasite-like’ productions, the more I am convinced that there is something wrong with people playing the victims in any scheme.

    I hate schemes that involve any movement close to the stinky smelly bowels made by the dung heap of any entity – including us monkey shines. I know for a fact that my personal experience points to accountability no matter what the grand design may happen to manifest for me. Business is business. And in order to make business profitable, like politicians have done so many times, a fool has to lie or vice versa to get the messages across more fools as a successful endeavor.

    The failures to be fools: Ancient, fallen angels could have been victims too and have no choice (or volunteered) but to play the role of the ‘bad guys’ to show how us infants how much beating we could take before we blast (or hit back) in return. My assessment is how we treat each other here and now in this universal sandbox. I’ve blogged about the push and pull, the ups and downs and how each one is accountable for being a fool – either good or bad.

    One’s bad experience (or headache or whatever is the damn problem may be) is a counterbalance (or a litmus test) for one not to go beyond the event horizon. This is like strengthening the infants for harder tasks in this life and/or the next level. One wouldn’t let the baby touch the fire, of course. And punishment is executed to make sure baby avoids the pain next time. But the infantile experience is well remembered when the baby actually gets burned by the fire, right?

    During my lack of enthusiasm for blogging these past few months, I wanted to express about how maybe we are all dead, basically. That maybe our existence is similar to being in a virtual reality, where our daily lives are but computer generated programs from the ancients – a record of what was long gone, to keep our memories alive by reliving each event as if real and unique. There are those who remember their past lives while others believe they only have their current body and nothing more.

    I’ve read about 2012 and some sort of time machine or clock being lost, stolen, broken or neutralized. I think this almighty computer disk holding our programmings have ceased or reached its limit. And some are ‘forced’ to re-live past lives that belonged to others before us and some at least try harder to prove that our memories of current experiences are but events being made in process – ‘A Never-Ending Story’ (I love that song).

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

  • 20071122-More Earthquakes

    I’ve been following the following weblink by the USGS (United States Geological Survey) via [http://earthquake.usgs.gov/eqcenter/recenteqsus/Maps/special/California_Nevada_eqs.php]. The Alum Rock, CA area is the closest to my home and getting more active with records around 1.0 magnitudes or so. The most recent big earthquake for Alum Rock, CA was 5.6 magnitudes around Halloween time.

    My home is along this stretch of road, which is near the railroad intersection above the San Jose Municipal Golf Course. One may want to measure the ‘degree’ of the railroad against this road pointing to the Alum Rock, CA area. I tried measuring the roads with my makeshift protractor and came up with approximately 53 and 55 degrees. Oh, by the way, this name of this road is my middle name — my mother’s maiden name.

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