Here are my boring notes about boring events in my boring life via the boring “Memo” app of my boring smart/cellphone:
2320. Watching a YouTube video on Alien Technology – The TR-3B How it Work? And I see how similar Shrimpsei’s nano pendant compares with the USAF Top Secret Nuclear Powered Flyng Triangle – The TR-3B.
1918. Per the FoxHews headlines, “Blind Chinese activist now says my family is in danger” and is “no longer under protection of U.S. government.” Maw/I say: He’s going to be a burden to the taxpayers as a disabled FOREIGNER. So, he wants to bother the taxpayers to save his butt and his family for being an activist? Why not save the sunbears, the tigers, and other lifeforms from these Chinese instead?
1917. Per the FoxNews headlines, “Chinese dissident now says he wanted to go to United States.” John Bolton was speaking. I say: “Stay out. Go home. Keep your karma. Quit running away. Get a job.”
1844. While Father Paul was/about to say/ing the Eucharist, my mind was ranting about how our brain interprets the way our eyes interpret reality. The eye projects reality upside-down upon the retina. And the brain says that the world is NOT upside-down. But I think we are! We could be living INSIDE the hollow earth or that the world is really a pendulum/boat/turtle traveling back and forth slowly in an ELLIPTICAL fashion. Thus, we stick to the “earth” because of this constant/eternal motion and the waves form high tide and low tides on either ENDS of the earth. Therefore, our planet is not spherical in shape! Why doesn’t anyone believe me?
1609. Using four of DB’s magnetic disc things under both feet. Continue to feel “ticklish” and sensation on my left big toe.
1537. Saw hawk-like bird flying southwest (220 degrees) while sylphs cover skies.
1512. Called the auto detailer, got put on hold, and was told that my car would be ready at 1630, not 1500 after we brought it in 1030, not 1040 per verbal, not paper, respectively.
1453. Prior to this morning’s mass, had a thought about a “spiritual” war in Afghanistan. Imagined bullets blessed with holy water, holy oil and pork fat.
1429. While finishing up the dishes and organizing the un/cooked ingredients/broccoli and cauliflowers, had a thought about: “Until you offer cures, you are deceptive sell outs to Satan.
1403. Recalled a couple of days or so ago how Merl the parakeet screamed at Carol’s pendant when I showed him the red-colored mobius wire. He, just like Binky, especially like Shrimpsei’s ruby glitter orgone dome. He would hop on it and play kissy with my hands/fingers. He also liked/play kissy face with Shrimpsei’s first/now broken nano-pendant with a missing turquoise bead (top). He didn’t react to a small/free nano coin-sized disc.
1146. After shopping replacements for fake flowers, crystal bead for a gaudy chandelier lamp and colorful T-shirts and then after buying almond cake and guava cake at Aki’s Bakery, I saw a Vietnamese restaurant called “Pho Lynn’, which looked like Fo-Lynn, or Flynn, or Fur Elise.
1015. At 0930, a beige car left the scene. It was parked since we arrived home from morning mass after talking with Poi and Elsa. I had opened my trunk to clear it’s contents of OSH plastic bag and CT Buster’s BIG pyramid of boring shavings. No sooner that I turned my attention to clearing the glove compartment and center console, did I look up and noticed it was gone. When we arrived home earlier, the old Chinese man across from us was watering his front yard. The spook inside the beige, four-door sedan was dark-skinned and looked like a middle-aged, burly/husky Asian. The motor was still running because I could still see the exhaust on the rear right smoking.
0800. While waiting/ranting on the pew as usual prior to morning mass, had a thought about: “All they do is move things around. These humans are really nothing without their big brain and limbs.”
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