Here are my boring notes of boring events in my boring life:
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1722. Heard loud sirens from emergency vehicles speeding northbound on MY long stretch of road.
1622. Recalled sitting under ceiling filled with light fixtures containing compact fluorescent light bulbs at America’s tires; so bright that my mind/eyes had blinked off a couple of times. Three white ceiling fans (seven panels apart) and three vertical banners were hanging near front desks and over our seated areas. Looking/staring at the CF light bulbs can hurt the eyes. I noticed a couple of months ago two CF light bulbs intentionally placed over our pew area. But the old farts seemed un-bothered by the intensity of the lights or how it shined bluish color upon the light colored clay flooring to cover four pews.
1300. After lunch, Maw and Paw worked on un/redoing their tomato support of really OLD (30 years) bamboo sticks because the arms/branches were too hard to reroute through the sticks. Paw had already watered all the plants (front and back) the WHOLE of yesterday — more like drowning, good for three days until the soil dries up.
1232. Last night during the evening version of Greta (FoxNews), I saw Mitt walking with/to the left side of Marco. I joked with Maw who was watching also: “Oh, look! It’s Batman and Robin!” So y’all can have your fun, starting with my joke: “Batmitt and Rubin — the dynamic dip-sh!tos”.
0942. After eating at Wienerschnitzel the following day after a bunch of black people were smoking POT and doing a car wash, Maw and Paw said that the bathrooms were remodeled and much cleaner!
0940. Was listening to “El Rushbeau” this morning and he talked about “killing the internal password” to find out who should NOT have that password. This practice should be done frequently because even staff members can be BACK-STABBERS! I recall two days ago (Tuesday evening) what the boy told us in regards to comradery among his own kind: “Hey! We’re Filipinos! Surely, you can give us something for free!” The boy got pissed off at these thugs. This would partly explain why I don’t like hanging around/never dated Flips/Asians.
0937. I noticed the Thai, the Viet lady who went insane after her husband lost their house to gambling, sings in tune as long as someone, like moi, sings a par second ahead of her. Since she is a member of the choir, she is more of a follower and sounds much better than Margaret who mysteriously has NOT been seen for awhile. Hmmm.
0937. I recalled Paw had a spastic episode during morning mass yesterday. I saw out of the corner of my left eye how Paw jerked his right arm while fetching his “daily companion”, which was in between Maw and him. I motioned to Maw with my hands in a “circular motion”. Recently, the old fart has been having weird episodes (which most old timers deny having): He would say: “Good morning” and “Hallelujah” loudly. He never did that before and he is annoying. Maw has to keep reminding him but the old fart doesn’t get it.
0750. Prior to leaving for morning mass this morning, Paw reported that our garage door was opened. He said he checked the mailbox at 0430pm and saw it was closed. Yet around 2100-2130, he found the garage fully opened. Earlier that afternoon and during the time of giving Maw a mani/pedicure, the remote garage door opener was pushed accidentally from my rummaging through the plastic make-up kit. So we made it a habit to activate the blinking “Lock” feature as per the boy who reminded us two days ago during his visit with us.
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