Here are my boring notes via the “Memo” app of my smart/cellphone:
2012/02/17 23:22. I recall my first cousin Jay-Jay. He was living/free-loading with us in the early 1980’s and asked Maw to co-sign for a new car. When Maw refused, he said: “F^ck you!” His father, my late uncle Florene, told his younger sister, Maw: “Oh! He is mad at you.” So you see folks, these are the kinds of ungrateful relatives. I am talking about. These foreigners come over to America, get a VISA/green card and fight with honest, hard-working people who have nothing do to with dead beat bums. It so happens he cannot find a job here in America because of his drug record at the base long ago.
2012/02/17 17:18. While at my computer workstation upstairs, I saw sea gulls flying from left to right and a sylph was over the general SJC area, along with other armada of wispy clouds.
2012/02/17 08:32. A parishioner distracted Maw and Paw with her stories about the trip in the Philippines. While waiting for them to stop yapping, I took notes about how Myrna had coughed behind me (08:25) while we were waiting in the pew to line up like cattle ready for the host, psycho Myrna was behind me and she let out her usual coughs to get my attention. Emmer her husband was behind her. Maw sensed that he wants to talk with us the the orangutan wife with red hair color is controlling her hen-pecked husband.
2012/02/17 08:13. After listening to the sermon, my notes was about a psyho white lady sitting behind Paw. She was coughing too frequently that Maw and I scooted one seat over to the right; while Paw was still glued to his normal seat nearest the center aisle at the right rear section of the church.
2012/02/17 08:13. Father Jon dropped the Eucharistic host. That’s symbolically bad-luck. I wonder if he distributed the broken off pieces to the public.
2012/02/17 07:47. I noticed Paw’s Mazda Protoge‘s dashboard read 37,344 (odometer). The other day it was 37,322.
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