Your Daily Paws

Month: March 2008

  • 20080315-Dream Journal

    After dropping off ‘Maw’ to the hair salon at around 01:00PM, I awoke at 04:30PM to a series of dreams. I barely remember three scenes: I saw a guy standing and looking outside my bedroom window. I was lying in my bed and held my hands over my face, laughed, peeked to make sure who that ‘dude’ was. I covered my face with my hands, laughed out loud again and fell asleep.

    I then remember wanting to wake up and someone was standing to my left. I begged the person to help me pry my eyelids open but they wouldn’t budge. ‘He’ kept trying but my eyelids were too heavy and I went back to sleep.

    In another scene, I saw ‘Squirrel’ remove the telephone handset, which was sitting on my bedside table to my right while lying down in my bed. I saw him replace the handset with the recharger, which was not hooked up to anything. I wanted hear the phone ring so I could pick up ‘Maw’ but couldn’t because ‘Squirrel’ took the phone away.

    There was a bunch of other people upstairs. I remember sitting down on the toilet and woke up cramping again.

    I then woke up to see lots of fluffy, puffy white clouds after a bit of rain and drizzle earlier this morning. This is the third day in a row where some rain was in the morning, followed by cool weather and breeze in the afternoon. I took a shower and saw ‘Maw’ already doing her sewing downstairs. We are supposed to attend evening mass but I’m not sure as I finish up this particular blog entry.

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

  • 20080314-Modifying Again

    Well, I’ve located the ‘#contentalt’ section of the CSS for my current theme ‘Andreas09’ and changed the font size to 14px and the favorite font style to ‘Georgia’. Now we more myopic readers could see my rants better. I took awhile and tested each section to find out where I wanted the changes because I didn’t know the ‘codes’ to the WordPress ‘elements’ to this current pink and purple theme.

    I do notice more television personalities are wearing more pink, purple and cool blues in their wardrobe, like Greta Van Susteren and Sean Hannity — both who work for Fox News on cable. Around noontime, I did come across some nice ties at the men’s department of Sears in Eastridge after the completion of my parental units’ tax returns done at the H&R block. Guys who could wear pastel in their wardrobes are cool (and not gay) to me in the least.

    The whole shopping mall was not busy and quite dead because we arrived early around 10:00AM. Some people were working at a more relaxed pace and the shoppers are hopefully waking up to the fact that they too won’t find a descent job to pay for their next meals if they continue their destructive trend of self-fulfilling egos by buying more clothes and shoes and various junk to clutter up the home, garden and, yes, garage.

    Anytime the garage becomes a storage place means there is no hope for these mindless packrats as they continue to accumulate more junk than is necessary. It’s an addiction and like me I’m addicted to blogging all day without a care in the world. As long as there is water (running, hot and filter), food cooked by ‘Maw’, electricity for my computer and good healthy pair of hands, I’m happy being indoors while staring at the beautiful day of clouds, sun, trees and birds.

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

  • 20080314-Want Change?

    You want change?

    I’ve changed not by much but have learned how to get my modified heart clipart image from Microsoft positioned where I want it – on the top left hand corner. Earlier I thought a ‘floating left’ html code would to the trick. But after learning the difference between ‘padding’ and ‘margin’, both the ‘sitename’ and its description were moved to the ‘right’ side of this ‘background image’.

    This is my rave for today beside the fluffy, puffy white clouds the whole day and the warm sun filtering through the wooden blinds in the afternoon upstairs again, all alone while modifying my weblog and pretty much wasting my time wondering if Pete will pull through for everyone. We know we ‘deserve it’ symbolically too. I don’t believe in karma and spit in its face! Below is my rant for those who want change in light of the political theme of the presidential race for the United States

    You want change?

    Stop buying unnecessary, high-priced junk (like furs made out of dead animals) and shiny blings (like diamonds mined by African children) that only people with good eyesight could appreciate. Y’all will be too old to care, loose your mind, forget your family and friends and will end up in the nursing homes. So y’all might as well donate what you got to those who really need help and not to those ungrateful relatives, for example.

    You want change?

    Stop gambling your money away in the stock and bonds market. Today, the fifth largest investment bank — Bear Stearns, for example, had to be rescued by the FEDs so we high-brow ‘investors’ won’t lose the liquidity on the cash (which is backed by nothing and is rendered as worthless chattel paper) when time comes for withdrawals en masse to cover monthly expenses and various expensive lifestyles for some people.

    You want change?

    Stop kidding yourselves about ‘owning’ a home, which really belongs to us lenders! Y’all have to accept reality and admit that a lifetime of mortgage debt is like committing yourselves to prison-like conditions as not only you ‘lock in’ at lower interest rates but your freedom for the life of this largest loan, which you will never ever, ever pay back in a lifetime until you die from work hard sixteen hours of at least five days a week to the lenders.

    You want change?

    Stop buying gasoline for your smog producing cars and start riding bicycles to rid the fat from your rear-end instead. There is no need to get all worked up and excited over the stupid rebate check of $300.00 from George W. Bush as an incentive to stimulate the economy by spending: In one month that same amount is gone by buying their stupid, high-priced GASOLINE, which in turn goes straight into the pockets of one of George W. Bush’s oil rich friend, King Abdullah of Saudi Arabia!

    The rebate check, like the voting system for this upcoming general election in November 2008, is yet another tracking mechanism to see who is in the database of the IRS and FBI and which of sheep is willing compliant to file their tax returns by April 15, 2008. This means in order to ‘qualify’ for this rebate check for a measly $300.00, each hard working Americanized citizen must have a Social Security Number (SSN) and at least have worked and earned over $3,000.00 in the tax year of 2007.

    You want change?

    Okay, for example, there is no technology to make one gender become the other gender perfectly, with female to male harder than the two operations. Y’all have to settle being happy in your current form and deal with life’s situations for now. Not all the medication, therapy, counseling or genetic splicing could possibly remove the gender identification of your soul’s purpose. It’s really a test to see how today’s society treats those persons labeled as ‘sin’ as per a condemning ‘God’, who is supposed to be all loving, mind you but via the old farts outdated writings found in the Bible.

    You want change?

    Pick a presidential candidate who knows how to deal with the likes of Bush’s regime from the oil countries of ‘Nigeria and Saudi Arabia’ (which are two countries mentioned in one of Hillary’s speech). There is no way Obama could represent change when he is virtually surrounded by the lots of reptilians, who are running the GOP, Congress and Senate, all of who have not really changed all that much while in office. And they never will change because they too need to be part of the payroll by TPTB and pay (or hide their taxes like Hillary) like every Americanized citizens.

    You want change?

    Stop using that gang or mobster mentality of the big bosses looking out for your backs. Learn how you could better adapt in a fast changing world by crossing training yourselves in computer related jobs or at least get a GED for heaven’s sake! The unions will phase out because, for example, Chrysler cannot afford to pay the wages and retirement benefits of the old timers and have already shut down most of its operation worldwide since Thursday, March 13, 2008 for two weeks. We want hovercrafts, not some oil-dependant machine made out of rubber and steel and by people in the U.S.A.

    You want change?

    Don’t expect a free ride. Anything that sounds too good to be true has a price. The price is being fooled by the same politicians who were elected to represent the Americanized citizens of the United States. The politicians can always change their agendas due to their ‘secret meetings behind the doors’, like the United States Congress did on Thursday, March 13, 2008 on a spy (wiretapping, anti-terror) bill.

    Addendum 11:40PM: Later on tonight around 06:55PM, I answered the main phone and got a wrong number from a guy, who feels like one of those spy agents, which pulled from a parked position off this long stretch of road of ours upon our intersection at his green colored sedan. We were coming home from Eastridge. I wonder if that broken down, dark colored truck behind us noticed this event. The events have been frequent with people getting into their parked vehicles and pulling off HWY 101 or other locations and upon our arrivals.

    Anyway, y’all know this is true because anyone could change their minds about what to wear for the day or what to eat for dinner. Further, anyone could change one’s religion just to belong somewhere but get nowhere fast with ten percent going into the pockets of crazed charismatic personalities, like Obama’s Rev. Jeremiah Wright and the rest (in peace).

    This guy is part white from the looks of his pale skin coloration. Rev. Wright has put his white ancestors to shame by saying those things in public and using the name of ‘God’ in vain. He should apologize to his black people of mixed ancestry. I know the blacks don’t like their skin color. Tiger Woods married his Swedish or white woman. This golfer had a choice to marry a black woman instead, duh.

    I am disappointed that Obama’s mentor has dealings with Louis Farakhan and Mu’ammar al-Qadhafiof Libya, which is another MUSLIM country. Muslims are by far the most religious for praying many times throughout the day and they should not be considered ‘head hunters’ as they are known for in parts of the once docile islands of the Philippines.

    Obama’s shady past is something to be considered — whose biological father has left the boy all alone with his single white mother and whose other important father figure — Rev. Wright — has betrayed his fellow black brother who trying to connect with fellow ‘Christians’, only to find a harsh world ready to hurt this little boy who has grown up into what could be the next president of the United States. I see potential in Obama as a bridge between whites and blacks, despite his alleged connections with the Muslim community [wink].

    You want change?

    Stop pursuing life’s pleasures with these material ‘goods’ imported and exported among poorer countries in this temporal world of plastic illusions. Nothing is ‘good’ when noone is being paid the fair value like those of us who are already in the government’s databases or whatever nefarious system (like chip implantations by the Beast) happens to be employed by TPTB.

    You want change?

    Stop thinking that working like an honest, hard working cubicle slave (or wage earner) is not as degrading as getting the faster buck for selling your bodies and minds. One type of service pays less and is safer than the other. But both jobs are not pleasurable: The body becomes useless and the mind is rendered into putty.

    You want change?

    Leave everything you have behind and follow me. Now that’s change. This sounds familiar from the Bible, eh?

    Addendum 12:08AM 03/15/2008: I had to go downstairs in a hurry after this last paragraph to do some exercise with my parental units earlier this evening and prior to dinner. The goal is to loose some pounds and go on a diet, which looks like the word ‘die’ and a crucifix.

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

  • 20080314-Old Theme

    Well, I went back to the old three column theme of ‘Andreas09’ instead of the one column monster of ‘ChaosTheory’. I was annoyed at the fact that the posting information was off to the left of each article and I wanted to move this particular ‘element’ (as well as others) around somewhere to the top instead but couldn’t because we are not allowed. The time stamp is included at the bottom but only by clicking per individual posts.

    So I went through the sixty of the free WordPress themes available, activated a few and worked on those but was not satisfied with the results. I really wanted the post to occupy most of the ‘top’ without the sidebar widgets on either side but there were only three themes. ‘Ambiru’ didn’t have widgets while ‘DayDream’ only had one sidebar instead of two or more that I wanted for readers to view. I was truly wasting my time deciding.

    My only other purpose for changing themes (due to boredom again) was to stick the ‘blogroll’ widget somewhere towards the top. While the ‘ChaosTheory’ theme allowed for larger viewing ability of the post, the sidebar widgets was unfortunately stuck all the way below and at the bottom where I’m sure noone would notice, scroll down or take the time to read. My decision was to increase business for team orgonite.

    I like ‘Andreas09’ for now and thought ‘ChaosTheory’ was a keeper. At least my pink and purple colors were retained but I had to get rid of the ‘heart’ image as a banner on the top of each page. The image was pretty but distracting and I couldn’t get the size reduced and placed to one particular background position at the top leftmost corner. I’ll have to try harder.

    So the whole day was BEAUTIFUL: wispy clouds of sylph were all over the skies the whole morning followed by fluffy, puffy clouds of white in the afternoon. The airs was crispy and clean after this morning’s surprise of rain fall. The air smelled like ‘skunk’ when we went to this morning’s mass. I thought of chemtrails or the seeding of clouds by those flyboys.

    While upstairs most of the day, I managed to redo my categories and tags one by one. I still have over 300 post to tackle and this is all because there is no ‘batch system’ that will allow us bloggers to better manage and organize our ‘errors’. Plus, there is no way where the tags are located without opening up the posts one by one.

    It was a great pain as I navigated to Manage>Posts> and sorted by Status of ‘Published’, Month and then ‘Uncategorized’. I took care of the smaller months and worked my way to the ones with only one page showing after the ‘Filter>>’ has narrowed down my choices. I would like a batch system in the near future for tags and categories, really.

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

  • 20080314-Trying Theme

    Well, I went back to the old three column theme of ‘Andreas09’ instead of the one column monster of ‘ChaosTheory’. I was annoyed at the fact that the posting information was off to the left of each article and I wanted to move this particular ‘element’ (as well as others) around somewhere to the top instead but couldn’t because we are not allowed. The time stamp is included at the bottom but only by clicking per individual posts.

    So I went through the sixty of the free WordPress themes available, activated a few and worked on those but was not satisfied with the results. I really wanted the post to occupy most of the ‘top’ without the sidebar widgets on either side but there were only three themes. ‘Ambiru’ didn’t have widgets while ‘DayDream’ only had one sidebar instead of two or more that I wanted for readers to view. I was truly wasting my time deciding.

    My only other purpose for changing themes (due to boredom again) was to stick the ‘blogroll’ widget somewhere towards the top. While the ‘ChaosTheory’ theme allowed for larger viewing ability of the post, the sidebar widgets was unfortunately stuck all the way below and at the bottom where I’m sure noone would notice, scroll down or take the time to read. My decision was to increase business for team orgonite.

    I like ‘Andreas09’ for now and thought ‘ChaosTheory’ was a keeper. At least my pink and purple colors were retained but I had to get rid of the ‘heart’ image as a banner on the top of each page. The image was pretty but distracting and I couldn’t get the size reduced and placed to one particular background position at the top leftmost corner. I’ll have to try harder.

    So the whole day was BEAUTIFUL: wispy clouds of sylph were all over the skies the whole morning followed by fluffy, puffy clouds of white in the afternoon. The airs was crispy and clean after this morning’s surprise of rain fall. The air smelled like ‘skunk’ when we went to this morning’s mass. I thought of chemtrails or the seeding of clouds by those flyboys.

    While upstairs most of the day, I managed to redo my categories and tags one by one. I still have over 300 post to tackle and this is all because there is no ‘batch system’ that will allow us bloggers to better manage and organize our ‘errors’. Plus, there is no way where the tags are located without opening up the posts one by one.

    It was a great pain as I navigated to Manage>Posts> and sorted by Status of ‘Published’, Month and then ‘Uncategorized’. I took care of the smaller months and worked my way to the ones with only one page showing after the ‘Filter>>’ has narrowed down my choices. I would like a batch system in the near future for tags and categories, really.

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

  • 20080310-Sorry Dude

    http://usinfo.state.gov/ei/Archive/2005/Jul/08-755907.html
    Obasanjo and Bush

    Sorry dude, can’t help you know
    Dealing with Pete and pal’s cow
    Oil rich from Africa drug dealing dope
    No food for oil but stealing hope
    Lying and cheating for over a year
    Seven in total, drafts expired clear
    Until the end of the month again
    Transparent transactions, the mighty pen

    Author’s note: Another short poem in rant about unfinished business by TPTB. Here is one of many news link of happenstance related to petroleum (oil and gas).

    Copyright © FVDF. All rights reserved.

  • 20080311-Comfort Pillows

    The GOP (Grand Old Party) are nothing more than a bunch of ‘Gross Old Poopers’ who want to cast the first stone at Governor Eliot Spitfire of New York by forcing his resignation due to his liaisons with prostitutes over several years. If he does resign, then his running mate, Lieutenant Governor David Paterson, who is a partially blind black man, would be installed.

    Spitzer, like so many guys with higher sexual drives than most women, is no alone. Bill Clinton, for example, is a fornicator and had sexual relations with Monica Lewinsky. The Republican-controlled House voted for his impeachment. But later the Republican-controlled Senate voted to acquit Clinton until he completed his term as president of the United States.

    Senator Larry Craig of Idaho is a closeted ‘gay’ and was arrested for cottaging by his lewd conduct in the men’s bathroom at the Minneapolis-St. Paul International Airport on June 11, 2007. On August 8, 2007, Senator Craig pleaded guilty on a lesser charge of disorderly conduct. He announced his resignation but later refused.

    Having extra marital affair cannot be avoided among men. Men are designed to be dogs that look for any excitement and stray away from home when the food taste terrible and the sex is horrible. And women are fools to believe they are married to their one and only faithful mate until death do they part. The children are bred and the world turns around on its axis for many more eons.

    If Bill Clinton and Larry Craig did not resign their positions in office, I see no reason why Eliot Spitzer should be the one to take another fall for those who managed to hide their affairs better than him. Anytime a man calls home and tells the wife he needs to stay late in the office, that is a sure sign. I know because I too have my stories that I’ll keep to myself for now.

    So in defense for the likes of Pete and pals who are running behind the scenes with our hard working backs and taking up our precious time and having fun with our illegal tax monies, I say let the dudes have their fun with their soft comfort pillows – their paid prostitutes. By taking away drugs and alcohol, nay, video games from these types of addicted folks, the world would be quite tense and frustrated.

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

  • 20080309-Can’t Change

    Y’all damn well you can’t change a stubborn outdated old timer into some handsome stud overnight. Nor can anyone change one’s religion from Buddhism just to be married in a Catholic church, like with Brat. Once black always black: This includes Obama who is partially white. So he could go either way – Muslim or Christian.

    While I believe in unity, there is no such thing as getting along with differences. Take for example, my giant 6’2″ cousin, Giant who is (or was) attending USC (University of Santa Cruz) in California. Y’all could Google her name and find out she is of the Cavites — a type of snotty faced Filipina with the attitude of dog blood. I say this because it runs on her mother’s side, the Ogre, some hot shot director at Washington Hospital.

    I know they cannot change their bad attitudes towards Maw and me. For whatever reason, their nastiness won’t leave me in peace until I tell the truth of my personal observance with regards to the twosome. The stories are varied but short and to the point: Onward with my rant above all else.

    Story one:

    When Joe was to be married to ‘Raining’, there was a plot to ‘force’ us to attend Larain’s bridal party. The scenario occurred sometime prior to Christmas when Joe claimed his computer needed fixing by Brat whose career involves computer support. My brother was too nice and offered to fix his stupid computer.

    What annoyed me was the fact that the owner of the computer (Joe) should have delivered and picked up the computer as this is proper with any business transaction to the repair shot. But because my brother and I were TOO nice, we drove 45 minutes both ways.

    When we got to their ‘third’ residence (which was paid off with the millions of Philippine pesos that Ogre’s mother gave as part of the inheritance with the other one going to Ogre’s brother, who is not in good terms with Ogre, Giant was the only one there to greet us.

    I immediately picked up bad vibrations from Giant who didn’t want us to stay around for long. Giant had her arms folded across her chest as we inquired to the whereabouts to her younger brother, Joe. I didn’t know what to expect next.

    I barely recall not responding or attending one of their invitations and we denied ever receiving something from them because my brother ‘forgot’ the card inside his backpack. So she clearly had wanted us to attend ‘Raining’ bridal party and said quite enthusiastically: ‘Are you going to be there, right?’ We answered half-heartedly: ‘Yeah’. Right: But in our minds we knew better than to play along.

    We didn’t show up. Joe and ‘Raining’ divorced after two years. I knew there was something off with the relationship with the youngsters because Ogre TOTALLY ignored ‘Raining’ side, especially the parents, during the wedding reception. Paw, Maw and I knew the parents from long ago. They are more down to earth and normal compared to the likes of Ogre and my paternal uncle Macaroni.

    Story two:

    Here is more dirt from the same people with life’s basic problems that won’t leave me until I die. Maw always liked to pop over and visit these ungrateful relatives. And to my dismay, I AM THE ONE carpooling Maw and Paw into the snakes’ territory. So in effect, the offense is greater to me because I too wanted to see my relatives no matter how mean they are to us.

    There was not convincing her that some people needed to be well informed prior to traveling over 45 minutes to a place we don’t if people would be there to greet us. This was one of the stopovers for our delivery of fruits in paper bags, which were left on our ungrateful relatives doors. Only an aunt-in-law, ‘Babel’, called to personally thank ‘Maw for her kindness.

    I remember EVERYTHING – mark my words! These are my own words and noone else’s.

    And sure enough we arrived at Gemini Ct. of their ‘first’ house, which was sold off to pay for Joe’s wedding or so I’ve heard. I believe Joe and ‘Raining’ lived there for awhile. I knocked at the front door and waited to no response whatsoever. I didn’t hear anything through the doors and probably peeked through the window.

    I told my parental units there is no one there. Then just as we backed out our Mercedes Benz E430, I saw movement – the blinds were closed from the inside! I quickly pulled back onto the driveway, ran up the path and proceeded to knock and bang at the front door loudly and tell whoever was in there: ‘I KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE!’

    Then that nasty giant, Giant, opened the door and to her right out came Joe. He had this stupid grin on his face and a towel on his head while making the excuse that he was taking a shower and couldn’t hear the door. Giant also made an excuse that she was busy in the back doing the landscaping.

    We went inside and looked around a bit and saw the backyard down nicely by Ogre and Macaroni, no doubt mostly by Ogre, the brain of the family. Then my two cousins called their parents and pretended to sound as if they were not surprised to see us there. I knew better for they are all LIARS!

    So then we went over to the new house where we actually invited in to see Ogre mother and my old paternal granny sleeping in one room that time. We heard stories from the mother of Ogre, who was very nasty to her that she had to go back home to the Philippines after giving the inheritance away.

    The sentiment was worse when the family of four refused to take the old lady along on one vacation because Joe said to his grandma: ‘It’s only for the family’. That was the last time we saw Ogres mother, who will never come back to the Bay Area.

    Story three:

    So after the death of Allbutt, an uncle-in-law married to my auntie Malform, we had been fed at the Country Harvest, a buffet restaurant. We talked some more and we pretty much ignored each other and seated ourselves with the gang mentality – cousins with their own kinds, the outsiders with theirs, which included my paternal uncle Gigolo and his second wife, Bitter, who was kind enough to talk with me briefly.

    I noticed that the cousins were not saying much to each other as usual and they keep to themselves pretty much. But when the time came for Ogre and Giant to leave, I kept waving and saying goodbye to them from a seated position. They both continued on, pretending to look at their left and wave to the cousins who were in front of me.

    After they didn’t see me and ignored Maw and aunt-in-law Babel and maybe aunt-in-law Cling I flicked the nasty twosome off with my right middle finger as they passed by but was hiding that gesture with my left palm. The only cousin to see my finger flicking action was Toyrin, the middle sister of Terrel her older brother and Teryrin her younger sister.

    Story four:

    This was the most recent and last story of both Ogre and Giant. This was during last year’s 90th birthday party for our paternal grandmother Lose. Everyone ignored us from San Jose, CA because they have this mind set of insecurity and unfortunately have fallen to the dark side by playing plastic through their pearly white teeth. Once again the evil duo passed by without saying goodbye.

    Giant had turned her back to me after I told Macaroni and Twit how she won’t hug me as I sat down in front of them. While at the doorway, Ogre waved to the cousins to my right and I glanced over my right shoulder to see her, turned my head back down to pretend enjoying my dessert and make a sad face. I wanted my stupid cousins to take a hint and stop playing PLASTIC.

    Story five:

    This is probably unrelated but my late paternal GrandPaw almost knifed the old hag Ogre. This, for whatever reason, was no surprise because the Ogre was NOT very nice my grandparents, who once lived with them in their ‘second’ house, where those religious frauds had set up camp to do all sort of ‘hilot’ (or faith healing massages) for money (or donations), which is typical of the Cavites.

    This explains why Macaroni, Giant, and Joe decided to take up martial arts: To defend themselves from the truth, the truth that they are not nice — sometimes. Maybe they figured out early on that we relatives don’t like their attitudes. This explains why that family has not participated in the relatives’ parties, only until recently and only if they want to get something in return and then leave after they get what they want.

    Disclaimer: So if that future lawyer of horror, Giant gets in my face about this particular rant, the public already knows. It’s too late, loser. Your blood is as thick as mine, which is sweeter than wine. But you, my youngest of the paternal cousin, wear the thickest face than all of us cousins combined.

    Bottom line for anyone out there: Do not ever do business with relatives. You know why there is always room for the whole truth and nothing but the truth. So help me God! Nothing escapes bitter sentiments like relatives hurt from misdeeds, words and actions.

    Copyright © FVDF. All rights reserved.

  • 20080309-Dream Journal

    I awoke around 12:55AM to a nice long nap after breakfast at 09:00AM to the following two dreams.

    First dream:

    I remembered wanting to visit our second home as a retreat. I got mad at ‘Maw’ for not remembering either. This house was the second from the left in a cul-de-sac (or court). The house had lots of windows where one could see the big, ornate furnishings inside. The houses were well built and wooden.

    This neighborhood was somewhere in the mountains. Like my previous dreams, we would have to travel quite a distance to get to this first level of many houses. There was the same dream about another house we could have bought but this was packed in together like sardines and white in color down in the valley below.

    I saw myself climbing up to the side of this hillside as the only way to get to this house. A couple of times I would slide back down and took photographs to make sure I remembered where the place was located. Our parked vehicle was at the foothill below.

    Second dream:

    I darn forgot but there were lots of people.

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

  • 20080308-Voting Fraud

    Voting in the United States is just another fraud. Our voting system is implemented by TPTB to find out who is an illegal immigrant or not. Those Americanized citizens who are already in this slave system know better – popularity voting doesn’t count. Anyone who has been following the televised programmings of a possible re-voting know that if Hillary’s popularity vote had gotten her delegates for the states of Michigan and Florida as well, Obama would have been out of the picture by now.

    But in order to prevent a public outcry or dancing chaos by those tied to the old sentiments brought about by racial tension, Obama is still put as a very close contender to Hillary. And if y’all remember, George W. Bush was not merely installed as president back in the year 2000 by the Supreme Court due to the hanging chads issues. Bush was chosen as the lesser of the two evils with John Kerry as an endorser of his ‘relative’ — Barack Obama. So if Kerry lost then, I’m sure Obama will loose also.

    And the face of Ted Kennedy is nothing close to holy or pretty. There is something oddly shaped or malformed about that particular senator’s face. And Kennedy too has endorsed Obama, by the way. And I hardly hear lots of endorsement for Hillary. So maybe Hillary is indeed a ‘monster’ and an ‘evil reptilian whore’ despite the ugliness surrounding Obama and his high level supporters. I do not fully understand what is really going on here but there are stories about a very angry woman not keeping better control over the natural urges of her man.

    And speaking of another woman, McCain’s drug addicted wife, Cindy, has had her tail investigated by the FEDS. It has something to do with stealing drugs to alleviate pain. And her eyes are scary – almost as if the pair of iris is invisible due to their light coloration. We will all be damned to have a first lady with that kind of background, not to mention someone who is married to a veteran who is known for his hot temper. Even George W. Bush got a piece of McCain’s mouth back in 2000 and recently this year had a hot dog lunch together (as if everything is swell, fine and dandy, for now).

    So vote for whomever you want as your next president. The delegates’ votes don’t count either because there is room for fraud here. One of the reporters from CNN showed the piece of paper where the delegates of Wyoming could mark off their selections. She said more copies were needed from Kinko’s because there were not enough of these little pieces of paper to go around. In another news segment there was another report about how a ‘team captain’ almost ran off with the sign off sheets for the delegates, who would enter their information (with at least a form of identification). If it weren’t for other concerned ‘citizen’ running after this crazed person, fraud would have occurred here too.

    I could mention how schmoozing by monetary payoff with the right people could put whomever they want into office. And this is nothing new in the political arena. Instead of voting we should pool our money together and make a bet on who is next president. I think this is similar to guessing on the winning football team where one would put a name inside those little squares in hopes of getting some money out of having fun.

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

  • 20080308-Scam Controlls

    Like most scams, the sheeple is caught unawares. The unthinking sheeple are gullible enough to believe almost anything that’s ‘too good to be true’. Take for example, the Christian’s Bible, which is nothing more than a bunch of outmoded stories foretelling of the coming of this alleged ‘Messiah’, who after 2,000 years later not showed up to the faithful.

    Scammers don’t give the ‘true believers’ a ‘true date’ but continue to feed them lies of full of eloquence and emptiness of hope, the promise of a fair and balanced justice system where peace reigns supreme all over the world but the deceptions leading them to nowhere — a nothingness that does have some meaning yet undefined.

    On Thursday’s morning sermon, Father Perata (an ‘alien’) was talking to the school children about what he had in his right hand – a white envelope folded into a equidistant-sized square containing the magic, the answer to all prayers of not having to study. The children sitting in the three front most rows to his right all raised their hands to guess as to what was the surprise:

    THE ANSWER IS NOTHING!

    He opened the envelope and showed the children the content was nothing. He mentioned the Easter symbol of a cross and how people will have to continue to WORK hard to find these answers. I knew from all his sermons these religious followers will continue to believe in the nothingness presented by the Catholic organization.

    Thus, the prayers will go unanswered by a deaf ‘God’. I know my prayers go unanswered because certain fat scammers continue to SHOW ME nothing as proof of these alleged good news from what is basically a defraud in business investments. I am talking about high level scams (like religions) that control the whole world and thereby leaving little or no hint of their nefarious activities.

    Anything close to heaven on earth will continue to be among the wolves in sheep clothing. The fodders come in the form of goodness and helpfulness to the few who have been assigned the dirty jobs as poor, homeless and the lame — the unheard voices that none cares to listen. The point is to treat each other with respect here and now and to the best possible way by avoiding confrontation and war.

    However, when the scam is revealed at the government level and as we have been observing with the negative campaigning by the presidential candidates for the political seat, there will be lots of upheaval and unrest. I am guessing people are waking up that paying their stupid gasoline prices and their principal balances (excluding property taxes, home insurance and monthly bills) that none could possible payoff in a lifetime is sheer nonsense.

    I will mention that by coincidence George W. Bush visited Benin and Ghana recently but has not made headlines with regards to visiting Nigeria of late — the second largest oil producing country of Africa. I will also mention the likes of oil contractors who have done lots to make money behind the scenes in those African countries. I believe this is why TPTB want to install Obama as the next president of the United States. Y’all will see.

    So there you have it: Food for oil is a scam. Donation for salvation is a scam, too. I know this is true because so far the trolls continue to laugh behind the backs of us hard working sheep with $104 per barrel of oil. And there is nothing waiting for the likes of us but the processing of our hides to be fed to the very wolves who give us love and light, blinding us to the truth — we are slaves.

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  • 20080308-Router Rant

    In ten minutes, I was able to reset my router. Around 09:30AM, I couldn’t log into my internet, AGAIN! So I sat there and thought maybe my internet connection doesn’t work because I deleted a ‘Comment’ to my previous article on router reset as spam. Or perhaps it’s because the CIA wanted to annoy me again about stuff from abroad I might know and they are afraid of us whistleblowers. Or maybe it’s Pete, who hasn’t called me on Thursday per his voicemail message left on Wednesday. He has refused to answer calls on Friday and Saturday.

    Anyway, I proceeded to re-set my router but couldn’t locate a small pen or pencil to push in the reset button located in the back of my router. I tried this fake gold, heart-shaped earring but the stud was too small. Then I dug around some more to look for this fat green clicker pencil and stuck that into the reset button. And I waited until the router lights blinked and then released the pencil.

    I waited and then got the a router website at Netgear.com. It asked for my Internet IP Address and Domain Name Server (DNS) Address. It’s a good thing I saved both information and plugged the data into the appropriate fields and then I waited some more. The internet connection still didn’t work. So I decided to completely turn of my computer. After a couple of minutes, I turned on the router and DSL unit, which had to show three of the four lights properly and prior to turning on my computer again.

    Without the arm twisting made possible because of the paid walk-through with the Yahoo! AT&T support on January 28, 2008, I wouldn’t have been able to log into my internet service. AT&T is also noted for twisting the arms of the consumer by making the owner of the land line pay a monthly fee as an ‘insurance’ for services in case the disconnect was the fault of the wiring inside the property and not the green relay boxes located on the streets blocks away!

    So there you have it: The telecommunications industry is refusing to allow the government from obtaining data on its consumers — to eavesdrop on us old folks ranting about nonsense ranging from ungrateful relatives to interracial relationships, to invade our rights to privacy and to protect us from these alleged terrorists.

    The only real terror is right under your nose CHERTOFF: You work for him and his family! I know this is true because y’all are in the same boat and people like me are pissed off at your delays for justice and peace in the whole world! You had your chance to listen to intelligence reports prior to 9/11.

    The 9/11 event was really a controlled demolition because y’all symbolically ‘deserved it’. Yet you players turned a deaf ear to the truth and failed miserably. And now use whatever means to scare the public in to submission, including George W. Bush’s refusal to ban water boarding, thus allowing the CIA to ‘torture’ people for information.

    The information you require is within you own kinds causing fear-mongering to the sheeple. And there is no reason to believe that the American citizens are terrorist — the same hard working people who is unable to keep up with mortgage payments, to pay your stupid high gasoline prices or to find decent work that is being outsourced to children for lower labor costs!

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