Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Month: February 2010

  • 20100203-Okay Show

    On that Wednesday night and from 20:00pm to 21:00pm, the three of us watched two episodes of the Dave Chappelle’s Show on Comedy Central. It’s too bad the show ended in 2006. He is a talented black comedian. I love his low voice sometimes.

    Anyway, we watched Chappelle’s Show: Ep. #206, which was originally aired on February 25, 2004. His introduction at the very beginning of this show included at least three to four words of ‘Okay’. And then we watched for the first time:

    A Day in the life of Lil Jon: This was the first episode to show the Lil Jon sketch…. and although they do get better as the season progresses, this first Lil Jon sketch is indeed hilarious.

    Lil Jon, with his dread-locks would say several times: `Hah-What?` And then he would follow up with other words in the affirmatives, such as `Yeah!` or `Okay!`, grinning each time through silver-capped teeth. Dave is truly hilarious.

    In the second half-hour, we had another good laugh via Chappelle’s Show: Ep. #207, which was originally aired on March 3, 2004:

    A Moment in the Life of Lil’ John: The second installment of the Lil’ Jon sketches. This sketch gives us a brief moment of Lil’ Jon as he gives an interview for a Barbara Waltersesque female. it is hilarious

    The reason I bring up this comedy show is because I’ve read earlier that day another weblog entry by a dedicated blogger in which the paragraph of the articles are separated by the words `Okay`. I know that old chap could `peer` both into the future and the past.

    And for what’s it worth, I wouldn’t mind waiting an eternity or so to meet love half-way or at least get a good chuckle in once in awhile. And the Chappelle’s Show is something worth watching to keep sane in a world ruled by reptoids.

  • 20100204-Noticing Numbers

    While driving on the road from picking up a prescription from the doctor to home, I noticed lots of CA license plates ending in:

    • 911 – a red-colored sedan on Grant Rd. I told Maw to pray for the time-travelers, who needed `help` from some sort of emergency. I boosted the affected areas, of course. That was around 11:30am.
    • 933 – a white truck to the left of a white sedan.*
    • 533 – a white sedan in front of us.*
    • 222 – a white truck to the right of a white sedan.*

    * All three vehicles were going east-bound on Brokaw Rd.

    I figured these numbers are signaling us that time as we know it is compressing. In the best of my description to Paw at that first sighting, I clasped my fingers in front of my chest to show the interwoven fabrics of time.

  • 20100203-New Parakeets

    Around lunchtime that day, I returned a call to the boy, who asked if we wanted two more parakeets from a co-worker of his wife. I couldn’t say no but we already have seven, three are almost seven years old and three are between one and two years old. Bugsy is of unknown age.

    In my mind, I would like a parakeet that looked like either the late Big Budgie or Persimmon. But both should be male. Because the females can be stressed to death. Bully-Boy looked like the late Boo-Boo and both Simon and Bugsy can’t tell that he is male and not female.

  • 20100204-More Spooks

    A few minutes ago, someone `would like to add me to his or her Messenger List as [my Yahoo! ID]. The short message from the `Add to Messenger List Request` is as follows:

    `Hi! Please add me to you Yahoo! Messenger contact list so we can chat. Thanks!`

    Then there are two prompts and the first radio button and its box are selected as default:

    What would you like to do?

    • Allow this person to add me and see when I am online.
      • And add this person to my Messenger List
    • Do not allow this person to add me or see when I am online.

    [Next]

    Of course, I selected the second radio button and click the `Next` button, which brought me to a second pop-up screen:

    You will not be added to the Messenger List of [First name Last name (Yahoo! ID ending in 782).

    • Allow this person to continue to send messages to me. Enter a message describing why you are declining the request, or to ask for more information (optional):
      • [Here is the message I entered: `who is this? do i know you? please explain how did you come to find me through Yahoo! Messenger and maybe i will add you`]
    • Ignore all future messages from this person

    [Back] [Finish]

    Of course, I clicked the first of two selection and then the `Finish` button and will wait and see if the spook, which is really a nefarious CIA AGENT, will respond to my inquiries. Puss-heads!

  • 20100203-Trying Theme

    I’m trying a WordPress.com theme again:

    MistyLook by Sadish

    A two column white theme with top-level page navigation and large custom header.

    Tags: custom-header, two-columns, fixed-width, rtl-language-support, white, light, right-sidebar, widgets, sticky-post

    Everything is fine, except the time stamp, which could be viewed if readers would only SUBSCRIBE to my feed! I would not need to tweak my paid CSS upgrade, which will expire this June 2010. And since I’m unemployed, homeless and broke there is no need to modify or add anything else to maintain my sense of identity online. It’s a hopeless cause, really; for nobody really cares.

  • 20100204-New Tagline

    While sitting in the pew during this morning’s mass, my mind was thinking once again on how to change my tagline to closely resemble the wording and syllable of my favorite, monthly publication that we parishioners use `for praying and living the Eucharist`.

    Lo and behold, after testing the wordings and the grammar such as the prepositions of  `for`, `of` and `by` – which all did not link the action words properly for some reason, I came up with my somewhat final tagline:

    `My daily opinion by ranting and raving egoistically`!

    I think it’s appropriate because my weblog is done almost on a daily basis. Most of my blog entries are opinions. And the fact I use the first person of `I` most frequently has been done by ranting and raving about anything that reflects my ego; hence the weblog is egoistically fashionable to only my tastes and desires. No?

    Then I came across a wikipedia.org article on

    Philosophical anarchism

    Philosophical anarchism is an anarchist school of thought[1] which contends that the State lacks moral legitimacy and -in contrast to revolutionary anarchism- does not advocate violent revolution to eliminate it but advocate peaceful evolution to superate it.[2] Though philosophical anarchism does not necessarily imply any action or desire for the elimination of the State, philosophical anarchists do not believe that they have an obligation or duty to obey the State, or conversely, that the State has a right to command.

    Philosophical anarchism is a component especially of individualist anarchism.[3] Philosophical anarchists of historical note include Mohandas Gandhi, William Godwin, Pierre-Joseph Proudhon, Herbert Spencer, Max Stirner and Henry David Thoreau[4] Benjamin Tucker,[5] and Henry David Thoreau.[6] Contemporary philosophical anarchists include John Simmons and Robert Paul Wolff.

  • 20100204-Giving Up

    What will you give up for Lent? Ironically, the word `lent` is the past tense and present tense for the word `lend`, which means:

    2. to give (money) on condition that it is returned and that interest is paid for its temporary use.

    For this Lenten season, I will give up the following three virtues:

    Faith — Faith by itself is meaningless without action!

    1. confidence or trust in a person or thing: faith in another’s ability.

    Hope — `Cross my heart and hope to die` is also nonsense when promises are broken!

    2. Archaic To have confidence; trust.

    Charity — Charity is stupid when going broke for thankless fools!

    1. generous actions or donations to aid the poor, ill, or helpless: to devote one’s life to charity.

    Godless men, you worshiper of Satan and money-changers begone from my sight and from our Father’s house!

  • 20100204-Cloudy Day

    The whole day has been cloudy and gray. The air is icy cold. Wind blows strongly, bending limbs and life’s branches of trees. Wildlife come and go. The three of us are still indoors, wondering what happened to the sunshine and clear blue skies from yesterday. It’s strange days indeed.

  • 20100203-Another Day

    As soon as we started finishing up the gardening, the weather started changing. The skies were still clear and blue and at around 15:00 to 15:10pm, I noticed overhead a light aircraft of white color buzzing from north to south direction.

    I knew that aircraft was the assessor for the city of San Jose. And since they could take photographs from way up there in the skies, I motioned the `crazy` sign with my right hand to my right temple and alternatively pointed to the direction of our shared fence while standing in the middle of our green patch of lawn.

    And then around 15:30pm, the sky was once again covered with gray clouds.

    It’s amazing how temporarily blessed we were that day with all the strength to complete the transplanting of Maw’s orchids and probably from eating breakfast at Denny’s of which I had the `The Great Griddle Lover`, which consists of fresh blue berries and granola on three pancakes and one THICK slice of French Toast, sprinkled with confectioners sugar.

  • 20100203-Replanting Orchids

    For a total of four hours (two hours during the mid-morning and another two hours during the mid-afternoon), the three of us have completed transplanting Maw’s orchids, which have not been blooming, sadly.

    • Paw helped scrape of the yellow-color calcium deposits from the old plastic containers.
    • Maw decided which orchid bulbs to trash and combine.
    • I am merely a processing unit, using both hand to extract orchid plants from their plastic containers, dumping soil and bark into the wheelbarrow and scoop the dirt back into their containers, along with newly cleaned orchid plants.

    The green plastic containers were brittle from the sunlight. The ocher-colored plastic containers are much sturdier and didn’t not need to be thrown into the recycle bin, unlike the green ones.

    I blew the backyard free of dust, twigs, branches, dried leaves, bark and more dirt from underneath and in between the two hand-built wooden orchid `house` prior to Maw watering down her orchids. Paw scooped up the debris and piled those into the street for this Friday’s pick-up by the city.

  • 20100203-Prayer Journal

    As per Maw last night, I’ve started a `Novena To Our Lady of Lourdes`. I really prayed to our `Father` but have yet received a response to justice for TEN SLONG YEARS. I also filled out my `Paid In Full` check and still would love miracles of `numerous spiritual and corporeal graces`.

    My hope and prayers have only to do with unfinished business transaction(s) between ONE person and moi and nothing more as per today’s recent news – the TERROR presented by TPTB, who do NOT realize whatever has not SETTLED as per documentations bears NOTHING whatsoever to policy-making, procedural changes or worldwide control.

    So here is a `Prayer to Our Lady of Lourdes` from the month of  February 2010 – `Our Lady in Art 2010 Calendar – Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception`:

    O ever Immaculate Virgin, Mother of mercy, health of the sick, refuge of sinners, comforter of the afflicted, you know my wants, my  troubles, my sufferings; look with mercy on me.

    By appearing in the Grotto of Lourdes, you were pleased to make it a privileged sanctuary, whence you dispense your favors; and already many sufferers have obtained the cure of their infirmities, both spiritual and corporal.

    I come, therefore, with complete confidence to implore your maternal intercession. Obtain, O loving Mother, the grant of my requests. Through gratitude for your favors, I will endeavor to imitate your virtues, that I may one day share your glory.

    Amen.

  • 20100203-Accessing Illegal

    Right now, Maw and Paw are over-hearing through our shared fence with the next door neighbor (1335), a possible assessor from the city of San Jose. Last year, the second husband had build an extra room AND a toilet, connecting to the extended patio, which was built during the time of the first husband. These extra rooms are for the illegal’s blue-eyed, soft-spoken, broken-English speaking Honduran mother.

    I recall the spew from cement and water upon my gray-colored, Ford mustang car. The guy and another person were sawing the driveway horizontally to make room for the underground PCV pipes of the toilet in the backyard. I think the patio went too close to both our side and the recently sold house next door to them of the fence (as per a photo showing a white kitty cat sitting on the fence on my Flickr.com account).

    Earlier between 12:00pm and 12:30pm today and while the three of us were cleaning up Maw’s orchid containers, we heard the loud hum of a light aircraft buzzing overhead, making several passes to until the quiet in the skies around 12:20pm. Then around 12:25pm we heard some low voices of males speaking on their side of the fence.

    Addendum-Last edited by flynnsblogs on Wed, 03 Feb 2010 at 12:40:43 pm: While eating lunch with gusto from gardening for two hours and under the sunny, clear blue skies of cool air, Paw and Maw reported that the city accessor told the next door neighbor to remove the patio away five feet (or is that `foots`?) from our shared fence!