Okay, I think I’ve burned myself out with editing my paid CSS upgrade with the recent WordPress.com theme: Sandbox 1.6.2.
I wanted a narrow, “one-column” layout to my weblog, had to review my old stylesheets for clues and finally found two useful CSS codes for the “#wrapper element”:
The rest are learned from other WordPress.com themes.
And meet your maker.
Another target acquired for the day.
Or night for Molech’s owls.
“Hoot! Hoot! Hoo-yah!”
Add another priceless
Ring around the collar.
Not stained brown.
Or bloody red.
Or shiny bling.
Nay, just a tooth.
For an eye.
From an eye.
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If this “verse” didn’t flow well, it’s because I’m an amateur with weird thoughts at best.
So the three of us attending this morning’s mass, ate breakfast with parishioners at Denny’s restaurant, shopped at the DeCA commissary store in Moffett Field, CA, ate lunch at Goldilocks, bought more cooking ingredients at 99 Ranch Market and basically enjoyed the rest of the day.
The receipt for the 99 Ranch Market came to the total of $7.77 with a change of $12.23! The time stamp on the receipt read 2:55pm!
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Tonight, I lurked online via a weblog, copy and pasted a weblink and found an article number 9677. Here are a couple of quotes from that article:
“[…] very unpopular with the government […]”
“[…] “mind my own business” […]”
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Well, I happen to be the opposite — popular and “what to know” but it’s my “family business”. Bahahaha! Whatever! Carry on, fools!
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With that said, I noticed more double- or triple-digit numbers:
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Other appearances are:
Reference: Signing up? Here’s a sample post via “Challenge for 2011: Want to blog more often?” by Scott Berkun.
I’ve decided I want to blog more. Rather than just thinking about doing it, I’m starting right now. I will be posting on this blog once a day / once a week for all of 2011.
I know it won’t be easy, but it might be fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful. Therefore I’m promising to make use of The DailyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similar goals, to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it and encouraging others when I can.
If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way.
Signed,
Flynn
Today is beautiful! The skies are crispy, clear and blue. The sunshine is bright and the air is mild! Although I’ve not received the usual email confirmation yet; I know that a long-distant “friend” (and his boys) are happy because of because of the surprisingly blessed weather since 11:00am yesterday.
After the 8:00am mass this morning, Emmer invited nine parishioners to Denny’s restaurant for breakfast – a birthday celebration for his wife. Poi, Raquel, Fred, and two others attended. I had ordered my first Cranberry, Orange-flavored pancake (2) and three more items: two strips of turkey bacon, one chicken patty and two sunny-side eggs for $5.99.
We finished eating in less than thirty minutes and then left the building at around 10:40am. Hugs and kisses were exchanged and the three of us went home to change clothes, to poop, to drink our medicines, to clean out the parakeets’ tray and feed them. We plan on buying stacks of rice, oranges and spaghetti noodles as symbolic foods to greet the new years.
You see: Rice means more food. Noodles (with its long strands) means long life. Spherical (or circular) objects, such as oranges, mean prosperity, much like coins (or money).
After reading another blog entry about unemployment reality and after making another last minute, ditch effort to help “my family” at around 10:49am, I rushed to make my deposit. It was a Christmas gift from my parents to me.
From the threatening gray clouds, the rain poured suddenly en route to make my deposit! I had my windshield wiper on full swing! And suddenly as it began, the rain ceased en route back home! That was only in ten minutes of parking, transacting and leaving. Currently, I see fluffy, puffy clouds of white and the sun shining against light blue skies while entering this blog entry. It’s 12:30pm now.
And since I lost one week of work due to a company shut down for seven business days, I will have all but regained my sense of pride, confidence and humor by sharing this “donation” – the last of my patience. I await an email confirmation, by the way, as normal business practice.
Do you know how expensive gifts are nowadays especially when people are out of work???
“There is no way to stop giving money. You will end up feeding them forever.”
~Maw and Paw about reality with our poor maternal relatives…
Today is freezing and beautiful! The sunshine is out and the air if frigid! The parakeets are in high spirits. And Paw is becoming more of a jerk ever since I suggested that he stop two of his statin drugs. Maw is still nag. So if heaven wants them both, I’ll laugh. But that’s enough of ranting for now. Some horizontal clouds of not quite puffs are here. There are sylphs too. The skies are light blue and not quite crispy. I knew that a low-flying “crop duster” flew directly overhead LOUDLY during the mid-day when it was raining. So maybe the extra CHEMICAL seeding allowed for extra rain fall for the plant life below.
Normally, my headhunter would call my cellphone, which she didn’t AND send a courtesy email. But instead she called the “emergency phone number” at home and left a message there instead.
The spooks claimed that they didn’t receive something signed, which is false because I have the original copy on hand showing both signatures. I faxed that one last Friday around 3:15pm. So I just faxed over a copy a few minutes ago and called her back on my cellphone. In other words, I’d have to wait to be paid next week for the work week ending in 12/24/2010.
There is no work for the week ending in 12/31/2010, by the way; so that means I’ll loose one week’s work. Hoan, the Viet spook, kept asking if I would call EDD for payment. I swear these Asians are annoying. I recall Jacklyn Ph@n (from over ten years ago) did the same to me: Like Hoan, she showed me employment websites and job opportunities AWAY from where they work. Are your Viets helping or blackmailing?
How insane is that? How would that payment be reflected on the W-2? Would I be paying taxes for cash that I didn’t receive until the year 2011? Assh^les! And to ruin my new year, another set of spook claimed it would take another six weeks for justice. How insane is that? So that means I’ll have to work another two months with these morons? How stupid are you Asians? You smell!
At around 10:00pm, Maw helped take my blood glucose level. I hate the painful poke to my finger with that lancet inside the lancing device. I told her repeatedly to set the level to number 3, but the blood to my right index finger was but a mere pin-sized prick. Then the number 4 did a better job of letting out a nice drop of red-colored blood. I placed that drop of blood into the test strip and the blood glucose meter read 89!
Thank you God for letting me see how eating too much carbohydrate, starch and sugar can raise one’s blood sugar level. Those with readings over 120 could be a potential sign of diabetes, especially two nights ago after loading my system with lots of chocolate and Maw’s macaroni salad. My urine smelled of that sweetened cream, meaning that it was too strong for my system to get rid of prior to taking my blood sugar level two nights ago.
I told Maw that perhaps that’s how I would die – in my sleep. But she said people die when their blood glucose level reaches a high number, such as 500 points.
As my New Year’s Resolution and to avoid my pre-disposition to inherit diabetes, I will control the intake of food that contribute to too much unburned energy. And I will do low-impact exercises after each meal whenever possible for at least 10 to 15 minutes.
Argh! So while pooping downstairs a few minutes ago at around 10:22pm, I reviewed my one and only voice mail message (12:22pm) from a long distance “friend”.
In his usual professional mannerism, I’ve heard more spew than necessary. I’ve seen enough. I’ve heard enough. I’ve been through enough. And frankly, I’m tired of being manipulated by TPTB.
But since, I played it by mostly “ear” all I could do is wish him and his family a Happy New Years, too.
The feeling of being that far away as a “contactee” is not “over 300 involved” or “500 Miles Away From Home” (by Bobby Bare) or 8.6 light-years to be “Sirius” in this grand scheme of things but nothing.
Fine. Blah!
The whole day was cloudy and gray. The air was freezing and cold. The winds blew strong and wild. The rains came off and on. Later on this evening, the rain storm would not let up. The air was biting cold and the winds were stronger still.
Yesterday, there were crows sitting on the branches of a fruit tree. They were eating the neighbor’s persimmons. The neighbor later chopped down the branches and placed those on the side street.
I don’t see lots of animals except one small red squirrel making its way across MY road. There were some birds maybe.