Here are my boring notes of boring events in my boring life:
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2144. Had recalled parking next to car (right) with CA license plate number ending in 999 at the parish parking lot this morning. Barely recalled following/waiting behind/being cut off by an/other car/s with same triple-digit numbers today and, heck almost every/other day! Also, noticed people would get into their vehicles (driver side) upon our/my arrival, heck, almost every day! I really should be thankful than grouchy. But that’s my problem. Argh!
Hello! Who are you? What are you? What do you want from me?
2005. Had a thought: “You brought shame to our family. Now redecorate our home and landscape our gardens to comply with Feng Shui or die.” Bahaha!
1952. Saw cable news on televised programming of a white guy talking about a door-to-door donation for veterans. I shut off the noise box because I was “warned” LONG AGO about charitable organizations.
I still don’t know/ask back then why to avoid such activities. Had a thought about how “money” (as it is now an illusion by its printing to avoid chaos among zombies) as a vehicle to flow smoothly is now clogged with corruption.
1918. Once again, Maw described our planet/world as being a basin with an opening on top. Old/similar note of “universe is flat” was entered for 2012/05/24 18:44.
1804. Had a deja vu at around 00:22/10:46 into the YouTube video by the WH Obama commemorating MD at the ANC in Virginia. That time the weather was nice and windy, too just like today and the past few days/weeks and cold too. Hmm.
1756. Read Kenny boy’s latest article on the driver shooting JFK. Noticed “Moorman and Hill” (or some sort of “grassy knoll”). Had a thought about morons and their symbolic pyramid scheme of things might know something about ALIENS and how bullets could travel in weird ways if guided remotely with advanced technology! Ooo!
1551. Heard several emergency vehicles making too much noise near the railroad intersection as if they were lost or something.
Yesterday, had an old/ongoing thought about how accidents in/around railway intersections are “intentionally” created by liberal thugs and pals or whoever to “justify” safety-readiness of any railway system.
1541. Finally came home after driving close to 80 miles per hour, southbound on HWY 880.
1351. Was waiting TOO long for Maw who was chatting away at a very dark-skinned black lady in golden mustard sweater. She came out and told me so and in return told her of George Washington Carver, Jr. (inventor). Later in the car, Maw told me that people in Florida would stare/look down/at the black lady. But she was more successful here in California. Maw sensed/assumed that the black lady was in “business” because she was talking a lot over the cellphone while we ate lunch.
1339. We ate at a Hayward McD after visiting the graves in Chimes and Sepulcher. At 1331, smelled most offensive whiff of unholy air — pee from a homeless and more urine-smelly people near the soda/water fountain area. The poor air circulation couldn’t remove the smell from bloated, disabled people, one which was wheelchair bound. Had to cover my nose, mouth. Now I really think face covering serves a GOOD purpose as a breathing apparatus against foul smelly, tainted air! Nasty people! God! Take a shower! Dammit!
1201. Intercepted /spoke with Analyne (driver), who smiled/asked how is everyone doing and said thank you after I told her about the flowers Paw, Maw and I place in her dad’s flower container. Her elder sister Angielyne (passenger seat) ignored me through the opened side of the front passenger window. Ve-Roni-ca (a widow) was sitting behind Angie (a divorcee) and Andrew was seated to Roni’s left. Both dark-tinted windows in the back were closed. They drove away in Silver Lexus SUV with CA license plate number ending in 604 — Hiss! Gee! Exes! Talk about karmic debt for ignoring us and mistreating us as if we are no relatives. They are my first cousins our her dad’s side and Maw’s older brother. They live in San Jose, CA, by the way.
A few minutes earlier, I saw Nalyne walking her gray/white pooch around the hedgerow near the mausoleum. The dog breed is similar to Shillster’s dogs — Boomer and Rocky. I forgot which one is the father and the son. Anyway, the breed looks like a furry short-legged log, perhaps a “Lhasa Apso“.
My spirit recognized the kin-folk from afar and I was surprised she didn’t see our big head while the three of spoke with Marybeth A. She talked of the last ten years taking care of her father until the age of 90!
Anyway, I sprinted really fast to catch up to them and I saw their BIG asses hurrying to get inside the SUV. I was nervous yet excited to stand like a statue on the right side until the driver rolled down the passenger side of the window. I wonder if Roni and Andrew recognize how similar my facial shape looks like Jacklyn.
Their asses are friggin FAT! That’s the first time I saw them that THICK and HUGE! My god! What happened to them? Their bone structures are smaller my cousin Shillster’s arm and they are slightly shorter than moi. Damn! Bahaha! They are definitely on my “naughty” list.
1124. Paw talked of how people back home in the Philippines cleaned the graven throughout the All Souls Day (10/31) and All Saints Day (11/01).
1100. Arrived to the grave to see the retired pharmaceutical chemist (with her bug-eyed sunglasses and umbrella and a bunch of other dark-skinned Filipinos) sitting down in her area during this holiday. Ran up/spoke/intercepted with Marybeth about a spigot to wash my maternal uncle’s flower container for five peach roses.
Noticed the red-head had vertical teeth with her left “lateral incisor” protruding slightly forward/out. Saw a brief flash of bright blue light upon her upper right white eyeball and then the vertical reflection of Maw’s form and her circular hot pink straw hat, which the black later at McD liked a lot.
0937. Saw total of today’s breakfast receipt at Denny’s: $21.12 with date stamp of 09:05:50 am and later a reprint upon checkout at 09:37:37! Aye! Aye! Aye! Double-digit numbers! Ahhh!
~0830. Shook hands with pastor out front of parish after this morning’s mass. Noticed two (among several) designs over front of cassock a black heart over his heart and an ALIEN head somewhere below his solar plexus. Black overall with dark silver forming an upside-down “peace symbol” (Logo of the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament (CND), designed by Gerald Holtom in 1958). Or symbolic of Satanism or a memorial of Satan’s (temporary) triumph over the sacrificed Lamb.
0810. Heard further sermon of helicopter crashing killing six but leaving seventh barely alive and later died. Had no immediate family/relative.
0809. While attending this morning’s mass, had imagery from the pastor’s sermon about the fox hole and how one would shoot at an enemy. Was an imagery of a closed sphere/circle and the target at the 45 degrees of which the ammo struck another 45 degrees and then back at the source — kinda like “what goes around comes around” in an equilateral triangular formation within a bubble.
0721. Barely awoke from sound of Maw as my personal alarm clock. But kept hearing main theme orchestra to the “Pirates of the Caribbean”.
0104. “But the air was full of sound… ~Horse With No Name (America). Seems like one of those “special gifts”.
0101. Heard fire cracker sounds from the cracker heads living in the cul-de-sac behind us. Must be some sort of Chinese New Years.
0100. “Alligator lizards in the air, in the air…” ~Ventura Highway (America). Seems like a song about reptilians. Hmm.
Logo of the Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament (CND), designed by Gerald Holtom in 1958
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