Here are my notes taken via the “Memo” app of my cellphone:
11/28/2011 08:46am. En route home from this morning’s mass, we noticed that the gasoline price of the local Arco station read as “6-6-6” from the inverted numbers of “9-9-9” — 3.59, 3.69, and 3.79!
11/28/2011 08:11am. I’m sure the descendants of the ancient bloggers to religious texts, such as the Koran and Bible, would surely profit from copyrights.
11/28/2011 07:55am. Last Wednesday and prior to Thanksgiving Day on Thursday, Ben told of the oil-powered light dimming near tabernacle. In his wild imagination, he claimed to have prayed to the Lord to please let the flicking light become brighter. Maw and I played dumb. I recollect Evelyn, a friend of my auntie-in-law Glogria. Evelyn is wanted by the police in Pleasanton, California for fraudently duping people into believing these unlikely religious events, such as telling us long ago that a small statue was sweating oil from its pores. The couple had to come up with something so unbelievable because they took a long time/whispering from the small bedrooms what to showw us.
11/28/2011 07:50am. Upon our arrival, a dark-haired pale-faced guy entered his white car, which was parked on MY long stretch of road.
11/27/2011 21:12pm. At 9:11pm, I had another de ja vu in which I had uploaded into my Customized Header, an image showing “Brother John’s Glacier”.
11/26/2011 22:41pm. Father Mike was the celebrant of that evening’s mass. He wouldn’t let us go and continued to make eye contact with Maw and/or moi. He spewed off by memory and in lightening fast pace, the Latinized version of the mass to “show off” to Maw, who complained about the changes of the new missal text.
11/26/2011 22:10pm. After coming out of the Hancock Fabric during Black Friday, we were crossing the small road from the building to the parking lot. To our right and through the passenger side window, a fat old WHITE man mumbled under his breath: “Oh, come on!” I mumbled loudly, “We got old people here!” Maw was obviously walking in much pain and VERY slowly as the small pick-up truck rounded the corner to the right. As they turned, he said: “I’m old too!” I replied louder, “God Bless You, Sir!” He replied, “God Bless You.” Bahahaha!
11/26/2011 18:17pm. While shopping unsuccessfully for Lo Mai noodles at 99 Ranch Market, we noticed that a bunch of Mazon brand banana was priced at $6.66!
11/26/2011 16:55pm. I flipped through my favorite “daily companion” during evening mass and noticed the bottom left hand corner of the “verso” page was dog tagged to reveal page 225.
11/26/2011 01:22pm. We left Auntie Norma’s small apartment on Friday, 11/25/2011 at around 11:30pm. She wanted to go with us but we feared for her safety and slowing us down for more errands during the rest of the day. She said that it is the though of giving even though the boy didn’t show up to greet his OLD family. But Maw wouldn’t have none of that nonsense. The boy lives just 0.7 miles (or three minutes) by car or walk of 14 minutes! That’s no excuse for the turd and twit to treat people who are on the “righteous path”. (I’ve read people like us would most likely be attacked for being in the “wrong” for not “showing off” and “spending money” on self by giving to others in the most need.)
11/25/2011 22:54pm. At 8:57am, I noticed a silver car backs up and then forwards to turn into traffic and follow me. then a black SUV with a single oval eye with rays coming out like wings on either side was going to Saratoga Ave. This was during Black Friday off Valley Fair and the traffic was good for two Highway Patrol squad cars to issue driving violations for those who dare cross over the solid, double white lane to the off-ramp.
11/25/2011 12:58pm. A district manager (or VP?) of Hancock Fabrics was in the Saratoga branch! He helped cut our bolts of fabrics with PRECISION and better than the older white lady who helped suggest getting a RoboCut! He sole us three pairs of purple-handled, titanium-coated scissors for $7.99! Wow! That’s a deal! He was our height, had closed-shaved, dark hair and wore a black, stretchable, long-sleeved fabric. His eyes were sparkly and strangely “lined” red/pink or something like that. Oh! I was the girl that said “Ouch” when he made the first of two cuts and was waiting for me to say “Ouch” the second time around! Funny guy!
11/25/2011 09:11am. Maw’s “spider sense” indicates that my paternal Uncle Smack would start claiming to his eldest sister, my Auntie Malnorm, that he doesn’t have any money and needs some “dough” from her. Further and as pay back for the technicalities offered by his wifey Glogreia, she would convince her sister-in-laws, my paternal aunties Maldeath and Malouse, who are both registered nurses, to take care of the nursing home of at least five rooms. Paw told his eldest sister that “Ooo-tang is ooo-tang.” Payback is NOT free. The point is do NOT do business with relatives who expect NOT to pay for labor!!! So to my two aunties, watch out. Smack and Glorgeia are planning to hold you accountable/going to cook you both! Bahahaha!
11/25/2011 08:53:46am. For a few days, I noticed that my dashboard read more double-digit numbers: 82122 (odometer) and 833.9 (speedometer).
11/25/2011 07:56am. Maw cried that the was buying love with gifts and spend money from a dark and bitter heart. That being, he just lives 0.7 miles from his old mother. Hmmm.
11/24/2011 20:10pm. At 20:09pm, I had a de ja vu moment in which I was downstairs and anticipated something to be said or done.
11/24/2011 21:45pm. Inday called and helped to converse with the hurt feelings of Maw, whose heart the boy keeps breaking.
11/24/2011 22:20pm. I was watching our cable programming and an advertisement showed a FEMA website: Ready.gov | Prepare. Plan. Stay Informed.
11/24/2011 15:35pm. Maw had described what would happen to Smack, Glorgeia, Giant and Joh and their nursing home near St. Annes in Hayward, CA. It would go under from lack of FUNDS (from Social Security funneled by the helpless residents/patients and/or from my Auntie Malnorm). The stories with other nursing home owners, Lydia, Connie, Franscisco, didn’t go ell. One had her license taken away. All closed their nursing home businesses. Patients were known to be soak and wet, shivering from cold because the owners told the workers do NOT change their diapers. It cost the owners too much to wash patients daily. Snack are thrown away into the sink because patients are TOO slow to eat/swallow. STATE inspectors would looks inside and out the refrigerator and food and would insist that repairs be made. Further information was that Joh was giving medication to these poor and helpless elderly folks. He is NOT licensed! There must be at least ONE licensed on site 24/7 in that facility. At least 3,000 to 5,000 dollars per month could be spent per person, not unless this family of four is taking more than half their share away from the needs of the senior citizens. I wonder if the relatives would complain to the STATE and report if anything happens, just to be sure that justic is served for those who cannot defend themselves against heartless yet well-meaning FRAUDS!
11/23/2011 20:10pm. Paw spoke of the captain smoking post in the mast. This was rumored/smelled by the local people.
11/23/2011 20:08pm. Paw spoke of the prison being called the “brig”.
11/23/2011 20:07pm. Paw spoke of engineering departments, human resources, personnel and supply clerk working together. There is but one chaplain for one religion.
11/23/2011 20:05pm. Paw spoke of buying our fancy platesw from Crete. On board the ship, there was a ship store with items from Switzerland.
11/23/2011 11:05pm. Only those who retired from the military service are ALLOWED to shop in the Commissary Stores. Paw is proud to have served the military for twenty years. He is retired and uses his ID card to use/sponsor Maw and me to go grocery shopping at the DeCA in Moffett Field, CA. Unfortunately for Ben, the usher at our local parish, he left the Air Force in eight years and didn’t retire from the military and therefore he cannot tell us stories about the joys of shopping at a military store. Bahahaha!
11/22/2011 08:09am. Maw complained that people work so hard and then there is no treatment and the government is no help, especially to the senior citizens who paid their taxes and military personnel who served this country.
11/22/2011 08:09am. Yesterday during that morning’s mass, Father Mike mentioned something about the Virgin Mary’s relative being a priest, who was Uncle Zachariah. So we can see from this small hint that the blood line is wealthy and very much alive and well, so to speak. Bahahaha!
11/22/2011 07:50am: We were following a BIG white utility truck. It was a local parishioner who dropped off her daughter at the school. The ad on the truck read plumbingalert.net (408) 272-1423.
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