Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Month: January 2008

  • 20080123-God, Bored!

    There is a reason why people get bored: The lack of stimulation keeps the human brain and its cells contained the skull — the confines of a prison where gray doesn’t matter, no source of light or sense of time from functioning properly. The mind too requires some sort of activity to avoid going insane in a world full of beauty — flying birds, buzzing bees, nagging wives, laughing kids, mooing cows, etc.

    ‘God’ seems to be quiet recently, ‘Annie’. It’s because there is too much to think about — how to handle world affairs and all its details, including ‘picking’ up the pieces left behind by the naughtiest of ‘Her’ creation and why noone seems to listen to those who had already foretold of many good news. This is no matter; because nothing is impossible without ‘His’ helping hands.

    And another set of hands hold the mighty pen are currently tied up due to more delays and technical issues that are keeping those like me from knowing more than necessary. In other words, I believe the great awakening has been quite successful and more people are becoming aware of the changes for the better (not worse, like the alleged world control of NWO, ‘W’ and his cahoots) or the invasions by evil ‘E.T.’ empires).

    I hope whoever will take over as new president in the year of 2009 for the United States will be able to handle the affairs, not only domestically, but to clean up the mess overseas, like Iran, Iraq and Afghanistan. I am amazed at the ‘effort’ from the intelligence community who continues to eavesdrop on anyone potentially considered a terrorist; yet they cannot find the OBL guy. But I know ‘God’ is not asleep but rather bored at the current world affairs. And whatever is going to happen is good to go, with ‘hate’ out the door. Or else.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080121-Falling Brat

    When you take a fall and remember naught
    No pain or bruises or injury brought
    Remember well I’m thinking of you
    Love from One equals two

    Do not deny me, don’t push me away
    I’m here to protect you just only say
    I love and thank you for what you’ve done
    One day we’ll meet under the sun

    This short poem was originally Created on Monday, January 21, 2008 2:36:43 PM.

    Author’s note: I’ve read Randy’s article about the fall of his boss down a flight of stairs. This reminded me of a time up at Sierra At Tahoe, Nevada as a newbie when I snowboarded downhill the bunny slope and ended up doing a full 360 degree spin in the air. As I sped downhill, I clipped the edge of this protruding rock and remembered nothing at all.

    But I later found myself sitting upright on the snow without any injury on the somewhat soft snow. My hat was about one length of me above where I sat and scooted upward to retrieve that hat. There were other people making some sort of cheering noises (barely audible) and this one guy asked: ‘Did you feel that’?

    Later I saw a bunch of people waving at me through the window from the wooden building. I looked up and didn’t understand what was going on and didn’t bother waving back because maybe I was too stunned to notice. This paranormal event was in November 1998 around the Thanksgiving holiday.

    Yes, so ‘Father’ is indeed watching out for all of us.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080127-Daily Diary

    For http://thebloggingpath.wordpress.com/, there are 9,999 hits 02:13PM 01-27-2008.

  • 20080122-Daily Diary

    Light blinked off very soon on 01:37AM.
    Then network turned off per lower right message of computer monitor.

  • 20080127-Flynn’s Flickr

    I’ve been uploading old photos into my Flickr.com account and this was after viewing my weblink on DB’s blogsite on Thursday, January 24, 2008. The uploading would not been possible without paying $29.95 per year (via PayPal) just to view older photos greater than 200 items. With this ‘Pro’ feature, I’m able to create unlimited ‘sets’ within unlimited ‘collections’ and upload unlimited numbers of photos at any time.

    I created two collections: ‘Cloud Formations’ and ‘Various Pics’. Within the collection of cloud formations, I created four different sets: ‘Chemtrail Clouds’, ‘Fluffy Clouds’, ‘Wispy Clouds’, and ‘Various Clouds’. The ‘Wispy Clouds’ set was originally called ‘Cloud Formations’ and was the link I saw on DB’s website. But because large sets load VERY slowly, I had to split this ‘free’ set (of three maximum) into smaller ones.

    So for the last four days and while the rain came and went, I uploaded as much as I could but got tired after awhile. I created four more sets: ‘Critter and Pals’, ‘Flowers and Plants’, ‘Sun’ and ‘Various Pics’. These are under the ‘Various Pics’ collection. The flowers are by far the most colorful. The boring ones are the various clouds of rain and fog.

    I’ve spent most of my Friday and Saturday hiding upstairs and I knew this bugged the crap out of the more outgoing ‘Maw’. But I didn’t care due to having a project like this to finish. So now it’s Sunday morning and the rains appeared to be over with some clouds giving way to some blue skies behind. There were chemtrails being eaten up by sylphs on Saturday and these spew planes continue to spray, especially during the rains.

    I added ‘Madam Mews’ to my contact since Friday. She made four comments so far with two more comments from two others on Saturday. I didn’t notice two more comments from two weeks ago and his photos seemed quite dark all around with people as the primary theme. I see one of my contacts mentioned sylphs in my photos but what would I know about divine beings. I am learning from those people in the ‘know’.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080127-Dream Journal

    First dream:

    I dreamt of walking down this dirt road in broad daylight. There might be trees on either side but I am not too sure. I saw myself as this white guy and I was waiting at the fork of this dirt road. The left bend of the road was not visible and I remember standing on my tippy toes to see what was on the other side of the left road. The left bend of the road lead to a small house, which was probably wooden but well made in structure. There were two females living at this house. The mother was sitting to the left and doing something while the daughter was doing something else in between the mother and the house. The house looked like the distance of crossing a wide street. While my dreaming self was waiting at the fork of the road, I saw my guy self taking the left side of the road and disappearing and later I saw my guy self visiting the small house and the two females.

    Later, I became the white guy and proceeded down the left side of the dirt road. The path became very vibrant green. The place seemed like a large park because it terminated at the far end with some sort of boundary that I cannot remember. As I walked through this slightly rolling hill of green, I encountered miniature cell phone towers which were painted a very light coloration of red and white like a candy cane pattern. There were at least two or more but I cannot remember this part of the dream. What I do remember is walking around a short bit and had to return back to the fork of the road. The height of these towers was about seven feet in height. And as turned back I saw on of the protrusion of these towers zapping me with an invisible force. It was nearby my face, too. But I didn’t feel the effects as I continued back to the fork of the dirt road.

    Second dream:

    This dream seemed darker. I am myself and I was with a muscular white guy who could pass as a model. We were at this small area where I gathered a few items into this small basket. But I replaced the basket on the far side of this landing area because it was too bulking to carry or swim. We proceeded to put on our floaters around our neck. I also put on a knee high rubber contraption that serves as a floating device. I remember wiggling my foot into the circular base of this floater. The right foot went in snuggly but I struggled to make my left foot fit but couldn’t and my toes were in but not my heel, which was slightly upward.

    We got in the water and I remember pushing off and scratching myself against some yellow pipes protruding from the cement area. There were at least two or more of these pipes with something at the end, similar to sprinklers. I remember telling the guy that it was important to have this around our neck to avoid swallowing water in case we get tired of swimming. I pushed off against something to get the feel of the water and floated slightly backwards to the platform. Then both of us made our way to the right side of the water way. I remember feeling the bottom of the waterway, which was smooth as if in a swimming pool. I remember thinking that it was initially deep until I felt the bottom of the pool with my toes.

    We made our way and I remember seeing lots of small tables lined with white cloths. There were people dining here even though there was water everywhere. The water level was up to the level of the table cloth.  I do not know what happened to the original guy. I don’t remember but I too had finished my meal. I saw myself waiting at the dead end of this water way. To my left I saw a male — a military personnel with a rank of sergeant. He was eating at a table to my left. I was waiting for him to finish his meal of beef. I couldn’t wait for him to finish but I knew that as soon as I walked by his table, he would get up and follow me, which he did. I do not know what happed to this military guy.

    Third dream:

    I made my way up the waterway and remember seeing people still eating, including a female among them. Then I saw myself on the landing dock where I originally started the dream. There were a bunch of people with darker hair deciding what to do as there seemed to be some activity going on here. Someone suggested to makeup the boy in a creepy skeletal design. I see they drew bigger teeth beyond his cheeks because his face was up close to mine. I stepped back and saw that he was sitting down with his overly exaggerated head while holding a smaller doll like person across his lap. The head of the doll was to my right side (or his left side). There was a white but very dirty covering over his front and the doll. I remember overhearing someone asking if it was a totem pole and the people who created the piece of crap got angry. I felt like there was a ‘grandpa’ sitting behind me.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080122-Hailing Stones

    Well, my plan was to upload lots of videos of this afternoon’s hailstones from 01:11:11PM to 01:19PM. But one video took way too long to upload and the video quality is not as clear as when viewed from my computer monitor. I think Youtube.com is not that great a service if both the time and quality of the end results, well, sucks overall.

    After viewing the boy’s hairball of a haircut from his father’s blogsite, I was totally laughing out loud (and by myself, of course) but in an appreciative way — a smile for once and on an otherwise gray, cloudy and rainy morning. Both my arms were up in the air from such a refreshing, poufy sight and sure enough, down came those hailstones the size of small green peas. The sound was almost deafening as these small wonders struck against our roof above and the ground below.

    Then as soon as the hailstones started, the sun shined and lots of fluffy, puffy white clouds came out after all. I took more pictures of these beautiful events with my Canon PowerShot (of four pixels). The heat from the sunrays actually felt good as if summer had arrived and warmed my bones through the upstairs windows, my looking glass to the outside world.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080122-Special Someone

    In a vain attempt to find that ‘special someone’, I remember requesting for assistance of ‘them’. This was from many years ago. ‘They’ claimed that I would be set up with that person. And tonight I’m blogging to tell y’all about nothing.

    So to keep this blog short, I do not know who or what that entity may be because I told ‘them’ I couldn’t just ‘marry’ anyone and into a family that could abuse me or my kindness. This never ending story is to be continued, of course, by the foul-play of TPTB.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080122-Interest Cuts

    Today, the Feds cut the federal funds rate to 3.5 percent and the discount rate (or the bank interest rate charge by the Feds) to 4.0. To me this means businesses could borrow more at a cheaper rate even though they are up to their eyeballs in debt. It’s interesting that these cuts do nothing to help the poor rise above already hopeless state without better job opportunities or bank accounts to their names.

    If the Feds really want to help the economy, they should cut the interest rates on predatory lending by capping the interest rates to no more than ten percent on any outstanding line of, say, credit cards. This could ensure that consumers are able to pay down their debt AND at the same time buy more useless, inanimate junk, err I meant, profitable commodities, like fat ass, junk food and expensive, dry clean only clothing.

    The Feds could take the extra step and further cap the practice of predatory lending on poor, black folks (mostly) by the removal of all adjustable rates and the replacement with fixed rates on any outstanding mortgages. This could stimulate in the minds of high brow airheads to purchase over-priced cardboard boxes, err I meant, real property, such as time-shares, condos, single residents, etc.

    Furthermore, with the falling prices in stocks, this should signal the investors to buy more securities. But unfortunately, the funds used to buy these stocks is nothing more than worthless chattel paper, on top of which is the dollar is rapidly declining in value against the Euro’s, for example.

    I think it’s time for TPTB to give up their interest on always being on top of the backs and shoulders of hard working, poor American citizens, some of who are illegal by the way. This means that some government benefits of food stamps, health care and social security happen to find their way into the hands of those who have not lifted a finger while buying nice jewelries and fancy clothes to wear and courtesy from us TAXPAYERS.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080122-Daily Diary

    At 01:11:11PM and after raising my hands of thinking to DB – ‘What did Matt do to his hair? Not that it’s bad but damn fluffy, puffy big AFRO!

    Much downpour starting 01:14PM to 01:20PM – filmed hailstorm less memory card though!

  • 20080122-Dream Journal

    First dream:

    I dreamt I was outdoors and there was another person to my left. I was taking lots of photographs because I could see through the green colored, square shaped automatic focus of my digital camera, just like my current one. In front of me were lots of tall buildings of maybe at least two.

    In between the two largest buildings was an angel. This single angle appeared to be another taller (about half the size of the tall building). The angel had short hair. The coloration was not detectable. One of its wings seemed slightly folded in because I kept trying to fit its wingspan inside the screen of my camera. The angel almost looked like it was metallic liquid in appearance.

    Second dream:

    In this dream, I had given birth to my child. I briefly saw the ‘father’ of my child but for whatever reason kept digging around somewhere as if looking for photographic evidence of who is the ‘father’ of my child. I don’t remember being pregnant or have the pain associated with child bearing. I left the child somewhere inside the house while searching for something.

    I kept walking around very distraught inside a house. The first level seemed similar to our original floor plan of our home prior to remodeling with a second story. The downstairs closet was near the hallway and across from one of the bedrooms where my brother and I used to sleep. But it was really the closet for where the old heater used to be located.

    After worrying about vaccinating my child, I found myself upstairs crying to Twit, Brat’s current fiancee (really). She was looking at me and not saying much while I bawled about not being capable of taking care of my child. She then turned away from me. But she stopped, turned around and looked straight at me as I told her I’ll give her all the money in the world if she would be the mother of my child.

    The upstairs room where I talked to Twit had at least one other room and some sort of hallway. There were dark colored furniture all around and the walls appeared to be white in color. I believe there were cushions at normal height and for sitting down all around this particular room.

    Author’s note: I awoke around 06:45AM and prying myself from the computer at 05:00AM. I also zapped myself well at the first setting. I’m feeling sleepy.

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  • 20080122-Widgetting Stuff

    Well, I’m up past midnight. After using the almighty latrine since 01:00AM, I have been browsing the WordPress.com ‘FAQ’ section and discovered ‘widgets’ and how both ‘image’ and ‘text’ could be included into the sidebar menu, which was my first attempt by modifying ‘Text 1’ widget and to my dissatisfaction. My old Yahoo! 360 ‘avatar’ took up too much space and pushed down the other widgets.

    So I decided to add a separate ‘Text 2’ widget for my e-mail address for those who wish to ‘Contact Me’. I read how an increase of spam is possible by linking the e-mail address. The WordPress.com ‘FAQ’ does suggest an alternative on how to avoid receiving spam by separating both the ‘at sign’ and the ‘dot sign’ from the rest of the e-mail address. I merely placed the word ‘at’ and ‘dot’ inside the brackets: [@] and [dot], respectively.

    At 02:53AM, I’ve manage to add ‘Text 3’ widget near the top of the left sidebar menu. This was after modifying an image of ‘smilies’ I could use via WordPress.com. I tried entering the shortcuts into the text box and (to my dismay) got no smiley! After cutting and pasting the image of one smiley from a word document into a ‘paint’ program, I saved the image as .bmp in error (thanks to the WordPress.com message) and then .jpg properly and uploaded the first widget, ‘Mr. Green’, into my account.

    I plan to upload the remaining twenty-one ‘smilies I could use’ as I continue to edit this particular blog. Oh great, I should have copied and pasted the ‘link’ to each one of my smiley for ease of updating my ‘Text 3’ widget, which represents my ‘Current Mood’ of the day. So face a smiling green face will do for now and I’m not sleepy either!

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.