Here are my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone:
Maw and I said the rosary together from 23:00 to 23:20 without Paw who was busy with his usual personal grooming downstairs. I could wait and had to tuck Maw in for the night and check her blood pressure, which was fine. After our showers earlier, Maw started to cry and felt sorry that Paw and her did not act rich enough to please the boy and me.
12/23/2011 20:44. The sticky rice started to bubble like lava. That means this porridge is done.
12/23/2011 20:34. I’ve stirred the sweet rice since 20:00.
12/23/2011 18:59. A “smoking guy” coughed to my left side. I was waiting inside Paw’s Mazda protegé while he and Maw shopped for “honeycomb” tripe for tomorrow’s pre-dawn meal of porridge. The window to the driver’s seat was cracked open a bit. I smelled the cigarette through the window and started to rant under my breath. Ranch 99 Market was open until 9:00pm for those who need to shop for grocery for X-mas cooking.
12/23/2011 18:56. At 18:30, the conversation with “Minh” and “Binh” was over. We visited around 16:55 as Eric, an usher, joked around in a loud voice out front and in the dark! “Binh” wasn’t around until he got home late at night when we heard him playback Maw’s voice recording. He told of an “encounter” with a lone woman named BB, who was a LOUD-MOUTH Indonesian. Apparently, the Filipino husband couldn’t stand her mouth and dropped her off to walk the rest of the way home. The husband lost his job, lives in a townhouse with that banshee and his pre-teen daughter. There was nothing “luxurious” in the house compared to the security that we are afforded. “Binh” told the old hag NOT to scream at the husband because guys really do NOT like being yelled at. I mentioned aloud that it is not feminine for women to raise their voice and ruin the relationship. Talking out the problem is better. But we know these types of people are verbally assertive.
12/23/2011 17:01. Eric, the usher, told us of the death of “Daniel Oliveras, a cousin of the Oliveras Egg Ranch. The disabled guy died three days ago and the ushers had to fill in the wake and say a few words because the relatives were so few. Danny has served as an ushers for as long as I remember. His wheelchair was minimal in the beginning. Later, the wheelchair had a higher back, head support and a joystick to maneuver the battery-powered wheelchair.
12/23/2011 16:57. Eric, the usher, joked about the thick accents of some Filipinos. One could hear how to “live longer” verses to “leave longer”.
12/23/2011 16:49. We were about to leave at the front door when we met for the first time a Father Tito (Cartagena) from Holy Family in Gilroy. Maw gave him cash money on hand with his “servant” looking/auditing how the funds are being “donated”. Paw gave to the “collection basket” earlier.
12/23/2011 14:56. A priest and his male “servant” entered. I thought we would leave right after saying a quick rosary at 14:00 and have a quick bite because I was hungry for a late lunch!
12/23/2011 14:46. The women during this 40th death anniversary prayer group looked chinese. They seem to want to gossip mostly. And elderly woman, who was a nurse, befriended/spoke to Maw most of the time. Both of them wore the same eyeglass frames!
12/23/2011 13:23. At 1:20pm, we arrived at Claire’s house REALLY early! At least we parked almost directly in front of the BIG house across from Piedmont HS. We brough cheesecake from Costco.
12/23/2011 10:39. As I was about to enter the driver’s seat of the MB E430, two white people walked towards the Costco from my left side. I heard the white guy cough softly under is breath. I saw that both wore ALL black clothes and wide bug-eyed sunglasses. I mumbled loudly under my breath: “Insectoids!” They continued to the main entrance of the warehouse store. I could sense the girl to his right wasn’t feeling confident from the slouching look to her shoulders. Oops.
12/23/2011 07:15. I saw a flock of black birds flying in a general south-east direction from the windows upstairs in my computer bedroom.
12/23/2011 01:47. After using the toilet, I had a VERY difficult time getting back to sleep since 01:17. I tossed and turned on my sides and back again but felt VERY uncomfortable. I then smelled something acrid/metallic inside my bedroom. I assumed that CHEMTRAILS had been sprayed earlier and that the polluted air has reached indoor.
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