Month: November 2014

I’m watching The 40th CMA Awards on ABC. For whatever reason, I keep missing to watch the CMA until now. Mom is asleep. Dad is in the bathroom.

I missed the first hour of programming until hearing the familiar tune by Loretta Lynn.

I’m observing if the entertainment spooks infiltrated country music, too. I saw a brief video snippet of Brandy Clark sporting that over the one-eyed hair bang deal.

I noticed that most music is about the topic: love. I’m wondering if country music can avoid pitfalls of writing/singing too much about relationships in love and break-ups.

That’s what attracted me to country music. The songs/lyrics told stories, without the need of any refrains. I like mountain, blue grass music too.

I noticed, too, that most modern music, especially rock music, uses too much hypnotic, repetitious refrains. I don’t like country rock either.

As a result, I don’t listen to popular music anymore and no longer turn on my car radio. This is for my safety while “on the road again.”

Music is meant to paint life, or death, whatever through creative choices of words and appropriate flow of tempo, whatever.

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While waiting for Mom at the doctor, I’m thinking of scanning and archiving. It’s fun to think of keeping history. But eventually these must be gone.

Yesterday, I donated three old bird cages, several small circular cooking wire racks and a heavy bronze one with and eagle design, and the hand-held electric driller with extra battery pack.

I don’t look forward to keeping non-essentials and can’t imagine doing a garage sale for things that are junk.

Mom wanted me to sell two Tiffany-styled lamps online via eBay, but it’s a hassle. I prefer just letting it go without looking back.

At 1101, the headhunter called. But I was on the road. I replied to yesterday’s text message that I emailed him my updated resume yesterday and returned his voice message today, but got nothing.

Again, I can afford to stay home with my parents and “pay down” my indebtedness as a living assistance, driving, cleaning, screaming.

Today, I plan on scanning and archiving more paperwork before trash-can night tomorrow, which is Thursday for Friday morning’s pick-up.

I couldn’t donate the larger cage because my stupid trunk is too small! I’ll have to borrow the Benz and sneak in a free car wash for the troubles.

After mass, we talked to Gloria, the Chinese born and raised a Filipino before today’s errands. She gave Mom two laminated pieces of prayers for health.

It’s 1920 p.m. and my stomach aches from overeating dinner.  It’s been aching since my gluttony for the past few months. I can’t help myself anymore. I’m living it up.

So after we came home from groceries, we ate lunch and picked up Dad’s car. We guessed $835, $820, $792. The total was $843.29. The black Mulatto girl with cat paws tattoos processed our payment.

Because I ate too much, I kept passing out while driving home in separate cars. I felt my hands drop from the steering wheel and my feet release fun the brakes.

Surely, there should be an artery scraper and vacuum cleaner for clogged arteries like mine. Or at least something automatic to stabilize blood sugar, glucose levels.

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EL RUSHBEAU, GOP ELECTED TO STOP PRESIDENT, FOX NEWS.

En route to Mom’s doctor appointment, we finally tuned into El Rushbeau after a long hiatus of daily life known as diversions, or simply house/garden chores.

I heard his sound bites about how the GOP doesn’t work across the aisle or stop Obama care or whatever he said while distracted in traffic driving.

After they appointment, we shopped for groceries at the SF Bay Area’s naval base. June, the black reptilian woman with a strange right eyeball, ranted to us about dead old military families and her dead mother.

This went on for the duration of Dad and me self-checking out our groceries. She told Mom a devastating story.

I voted in favour for that doctor malpractice proposition, which failed to pass. Her mother complained of stomach ache but was sent home with pain pills.

The following morning she died. June, who was 12 years old and her two sisters aged 9 and 12, were going to school. June found her mother dead in bed. She had coughed up green stuff.

She died from an burst appendix. To this day June wouldn’t stop bugging her physicians out of spite and for the littlest complaint.

So Obama cares has to stop or at least be fixed so patients won’t die for the simplest things.

June also told the story of how her butt fugly son married someone from Africa. The woman agree. But as soon as the woman got her Americanized green card, she disappeared from the son’s life, never to be seen again.

They went to the department in the hopes that this governmental department overseeing these illegal immigrants, visiting travelers with VISAs, whatever, should revoke her undeserving green card.

It was too late. The son made a grave decision. The green card was hers to keep.

That’s why the GOP must stop these areas in which Americans ares defrauded by illegal immigrants, they’re families, tourists traveling with VISAs, like Loca Lolita still living next door to us.

Fin!

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Happy Election Day! Reptilicans got 52% and Demoncrats got 45% of U.S. House control.

Watching the updates seemed less exciting, considering the fact that all politicians know NOTHING!

For whatever reason, the numbers tallied stopped and we went to bed at 2300.

I guess we have been and will continue to be screwed, no matter what happens to the results.

Jim Carney, Newt, Gergen, Borger and three others are on the discussion panel with Anderson Cooper. CNN LIVE Election Night in America.

I clearly can see frustration etched on two faces. Please don’t let these temporary set backs upset your convictions.

Compared to watching sports and entertainment, my brain is interested more in politics. I’m barely able to listen to key words because I’m blogging at the same time.

My concern is the result of not just the elections but the passage of these bills, laws, propositions, policies, etc. But we won’t knew until we get there, eh?

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CNN PROJECTION – REPUBLICANS TO RETAIN CONTROL OF U.S. HOUSE, CNN LIVE.

Okay, I don’t know how “projections” work when only a small percentage of polls have reported their numbers completely.

Also, I’m not understanding the word “moderate”. A true “neutral” would never take any side or angle.

I see lots of red. Perhaps, we need to add a touch more of titanium oxide white to make the color PINK for the sake of Anderson Cooper!

Oh now I see purple for an Independent Orman. Maybe, we need to see more purple colors.

And now Dad says it’s too close a call. I don’t know who or what makes these calls.

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We’ve been watching Wolf Blitzer, John King, Don Lemon, Dana Bash, and pals on CNN ELECTION CENTRAL. It’s our preferred source for ongoing, updated election information.

Now I don’t know why “exit polls” are important. I don’t know what is a “run-off” or a “just call”.

What I see are higher percentage numbers going to the Democrats. Yet, I’m hearing favorable wins going to the Republicans.

This is fascinating. The deceptions, the reversals, and the confusions continue to intrigue my observation.

For me, we need capable people/politicians working together, regardless of the various “wars” on women, Christians, faggots, political afflictions, religious bigotry, whatever.

I’m expecting change by the removal of old farts, outmoded agendas, and sacrificial, ritualistic offerings yet hope the best will win.

Good luck, chumps!

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