Here are my notes via the “Memo” apps of my cellphone:
11/08/2011 17:30pm: After getting up from my nap and before drifting off to unconscious land at 16:00pm, I had a thought about the East power going into the Devil‘s grinder head first. There is no scream but instantaneous death. The other thought was about the West power going into the Devil’s grinder leg first. There is unimaginable agony and the scream of a slow death.
11/08/2011 13:35pm: After filling my stomach with a two entrée meal at Panda Express for lunch, I cracked open my fortune cookie. It read: “YOU MAY BE CALLED UPON TO HELP A FRIEND.” That in a “nut shell” is enough to tell me TPTB and pals won’t leave me alone. Paw showed me his fortune but it didn’t make sense.
11/08/2011 09:10am: Yesterday, “El Rushbeau” was depressed. Today, he wants to leave. That means TPTB and pals are getting on his nerves, just like how the fat bastard has rode on my last nerve.
11/07/2011 07:13am: In order to craft business solutions, chaos must be created. No wonder there is so many products and services available. But NONE are meant to last, not even memories to old age of dementia.
11/06/2011 09:19am: When we were about to leave the garage and go shopping at DeCA for grocery, Paw wanted to use his MB E430. The boy didn’t like the smaller car because it was not as strong or safe as the larger call. Likewise, his big head is like the girl’s big ego. I recall how she lifted our new Dynex television monitor long ago and said: “It’s TOO SMALL.” The twit doesn’t realize that I wanted the smallest and lightest one available so when Maw or I dust the furniture it won’t be too heavy to lift.
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