Month: July 2013

Had an old thought regarding the play of word associations. Take for example, “pray” and “play” where the former is a religious action; while the latter is a fun action. That one letter “r” is pronounced as a letter “l” for Asian tongues. Now “prey” is a different spelling and meaning from “pray”. Maybe the invisible god misunderstood when I “prayed” to hard about wanting to “pray” more and joked that I meant “play”, which lead me to being a keyboard accompanist at our local church. I wanted to “play” outdoors more but realized that I’m allergic to some things and wondered if “prey” means that I’m being used. “I want to prey” or “I am prey”. So whatever linguistic is being used, I wanted something to do besides working, I guess.

While shopping for an inexpensive gift, a skinny little white girl/long brunette hair sneezed very loudly as she and her dad walked behind me. I was standing on a sidewalk near the yellow-colored disability ramp and waiting for Maw and Paw to emerge from my car. Then the three of us walked together towards the gift shop when I said rather loudly: “And I wasn’t even wearing my pendant”. I was referring to Shrimpsei’s nano-pendant.

Two days ago, a creepy/bald Asian guy sneezed multiple times. He was seated on the fourth pew, middle section, behind us, where we sat in the left section/near center aisle normally during morning masses Monday through Friday.

Once again, and for whatever reason, I don’t know, people would just sneeze around me. I don’t wear ANY perfume, take showers, and wash my clothes. I would like to know what or who is causing such things to happen.

Also, I noticed that most Asians would discretely clear their throats. Now I don’t know what that means if it is their heritage culture or what. I could assume, as with most of my blog posts for those who care to read this far into any one particular article, that they are communicating properly with my species.

My apologies and please forgive me if I don’t understand your language. I really don’t know how to handle your signs and symbols. All I know is that y’all still look human on the surface and nothing more and y’all will be treated as such entity known as humanity…

Okay, you creepy, spooky, trolls! When I refer “To the Boss”, he is the cute guy I work with? Okay? It has nothing to do with security or law or enforcement or government or surfers or whoever or whatever you “spies” are trying to figure out. He is someone that I completely imagined and he “manifested” into my dimensional reality as a human-looking reptoid, who would be compatible as a long-term companion in my immediate observation of current time-continuum. Then again, I think he’s fruity. No matter, the Lawd is just keeping me safe from damn fools like y’all who keep taking advantage of my stupidity and kindness. I will continue to observe the idiosyncrasies of people, places, and things to come. Your intel gathering really sucks. God y’all have no idea what I’m talking about. Stupid! Relax! God!

To the Boss: Technically, you’re on this Saturday! You’re paid (?) to do your job. Try to be on time, okay? If not, no problem. I need professional notice, if y’all are “anal retentive”, regardless if we are volunteers or not. Don’t rely on us to decide because we are NOT in freaking charge! If there is no pressure, then don’t be surprised if I don’t show up, okay? I’m mean like that!

I don’t know the music “O Birhen ng Antipolo” and, while practicing this morning, discovered the appropriate tempo should be a festive march. Again, I tend to go faster. Will give the singers and obvious downbeat for each “quarter rest”. Easy stuff.

As for “In Every Age” by JS Whitaker, the tune/lyrics are VERY familiar. Usually, when I’m touched to the point of tears, like a couple of days ago, there is some truth from a forgotten past. I don’t know.

For the “OPTIMAL EXTENDED ENDING”, I was inserting the soprano solo tune of  “Star Blazer”, a Japanese animated cartoon televised during my growing years. So if you do bale out/don’t show up this Saturday, I’m gonna play that “Offertory” song with my version. Bahaha!

I like “Parable” by P Loomis. That’s easy. As for “We Are Called” by D Haas, has scribbled with black/dry marker the chords in B-flat, instead of original A-sharp. Has do to whatever it takes to keep “music operations” running smoothly. Argh! Getting nervous!

Don’t know what or why your Mom wants to go out to lunch with moi this Thursday. Offered to take her out on what I assumed would be a simple retirement luncheon, wherever she wants to eat. So far, no idea if she’ll contact me for further details or if I should even bother. Whatever.

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At 0750 am prior to the start of 0800 am mass, a VERY friendly, gray-colored, blue-eyed, humanized pitbull-type, Marmaduke entered the inside premise of our local parish. I saw the only two old farts helped – Bill and Ben. I took action and helped Ben open the western side door to let the humanized entity exit. Prior to closing both wooden doors, I saw how pink and wide his tongue was and how intelligent the breed as he was looking up at moi. If I took every stray dog, I would have a farm, not for food, but a refuge for unwanted animals wandering around in search of much needed home and food.

May some good soul take into the care the humanized bio-experiment of niceness.

Awoke to charlie horse in my right ankle bones after turning over to my left side. Seems like my potassium level is being depleted from my diet regime or that I fail to supplement much needed nutrients as outlined by the system. Whatever the case, may be an onset of something leading to heart disease around this age in which Maw was diagnosed. She drove herself to the emergency one night while experience entire body depletion. Such is the strength this woman endured.