Month: December 2015

  • Article: Somali workers fired at Colorado packing plant in prayer dispute

    Somali workers fired at Colorado packing plant in prayer dispute

    http://flip.it/EvQUf

    20151231-2257. Good! Too much praying can affect work productivity! Please keep your religious beliefs and practices at home and on off-duty hours.

    For example, Das Squirrel already warned his superiors to this effect at his workplace. And sure enough, his co-worker is taking too much time off because of his Islamic religion.

    Amen.

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  • 20160101-2109-Aside

    Mahalo and Over the Rainbow and What A Wonderful World! Happy New Year, y’all. Was viewing the Trumps and Fox News. Miss ya.

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  • 20151230-2329-Link

    Arm Chair Pontificator’s 2015 Statistical Highlights http://variouspontifications.com/2015/12/30/arm-chair-pontificators-2015-statistical-highlights/

    Well, I finally figured out your colorful graph. It looks like a bunch of crooked chemtrails over a bunch of windowless towers. Congratulations on your blog!

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  • 20151230-1949-Aside

    At around 1030 am two days ago and after Ate Ising called, I exclaimed: I brought the plague upon my local CATHOLIC parish, which is probably tagged for a “pilot program” filled with stupid and crazy humanz! That’s it!

    Yeah so her plan this Sunday choir mass is to speak with the crazy bitch living next door to us while I stand behind the “expert” who has experience with cray-cray in the Philippines.

    This battle plan is due to losing moi over the bitch. Of course, I could defect to the other place as invited by the main nun, have the crazy bitch stalk me over there, and then the fun starts over again with the whitish humanz.

    Now, idiots. Would y’all prefer to tolerate weirdos or the normals? It’s only a volunteer gig. Only cray-cray would dare use the platform of religion to boost their fake imagery of uprighteousness.

    Do NOT doubt unto moi!

    Anyway, I don’t know if I should say anything but fold my arms across my chest. I may need to remind her to talk to her lawyer.

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  • 20151230-1830-Aside

    20151230-1043. After watching Trump’s latest really in Hilton Head, South Carolina, USA on OANN.com, Mom told me lookup FOXDC.COM.

    20151230-1002. I was thinking about the Flat Earth theory. I imagined that this hellish planet is like a Mexican hat, where the Mississippi River drains from the Great Lakes near Canada, to the Louisiana state and into Mexican Gulf. This hellish planet is higher at North Pole, dips down to equator, and goes slightly up at Ice Wall of Antarctica. In this version, I imagined the water won’t roll off the edges and into the abyss, or pit, where hell is located.

    20151229-2340. We saw elderly Indai attend the afternoon mass yesterday. She really isn’t going back to that local parish. So sad.

    20151229-2339. My mind recalled an old favourite Xmas song by Gene Autry. The lyrics went something like this: One little, two little, three little reindeer, four little, five little, six little reindeer, seven little, eight little, nine little reindeer, pulling Santa’s sleigh. Now the politically incorrect version was the word “Indians” in place of the word “reindeer”. I believe this song existed. Gasp!

    20151229-1430. Mom was discharged from her TEE. At 1235, the SAI physician came out to the waiting room and told my Dad and I that the alleged right atrium mass (a shadowy unclear version via the cheap EKG) was nothing but that her heart its enlarged.

    20151229-1205. Mom was rolled into surgery by Gary.

    20151229-0807. The nurse attendant said Mom’s procedure would be done at twelve o’clock noontime instead of the scheduled 0930 in the morning. This is ding number two.

    20151229-0737. A South Asian Indian informed us that the computers are down! This is ding number one. I ranted aloud to my smartphone that we have a diabetic patient that came in at seven o’clock to pre-register.

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  • 20151229-2342-Link

    Beginning January 1, police in California will confiscate firearms from gun owners thought to be a danger to themselves or others without giving the owner any notice. http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2015/12/beginning-january-1-police-in.html

    Brouhaha! Once again, karmic debt has its sneaky means and ways of enacting justice as needed.

    This will hopefully curb the expensive spending of Das Squirrel, who already owns lots of broomsticks. I guess it’s the suits of males to own stuff. So I asked him long ago, if in his heart and mind that he could kill anyone with his right to bear arms, he said no.

    There y’all go. Law abiding humanz still have heart and compassion, unlike reptilianz who don’t get it. The right to defend oneself, however, against the forces of darkness and evil is still necessary, though, no matter what weird laws are passed by other humanz. Huh. Eh.

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  • Your 2015 year in blogging

    https://thebloggingpath.wordpress.com/2015/annual-report/

    20151229-1246. Woo, who! I should have stayed with one blog instead of multiple, unused blogs, so the stats could be reflective of my time and efforts. It’s good to see the source of these trolls, my readers. Haha!

    I wonder, in my old nagging thoughts earlier this year, if the Happiness Engineers can program the stats to reflect the data for imported blog posts, pages, comments, whatever from my other unused, dead WordPress.com blogs.

    I was hoping to see the breakdowns based on imported blog names, regardless of re-naming, such as from ‘flynnsblogs’ (deleted) to ‘thebloggingpath’ (current).

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  • 20151229-1248-Shared from WordPress

    Planes Don’t Fly and Guns Don’t Kill – http://wp.me/p3NkFs-af

    Correct. Y’all acknowledged that mere humanz can murder upon uncontrollable impulse. With that said, y’all can loose your “right to bear arms”, by “them”, the creators of the U.S. Constitution, unfortunately, though the current Second Amended Rights allow humanz that technology.

    Speaking of which I had an imagery yesterday during afternoon mass. The gun is comprised of elements – wind to feed the oxygen, fire of combustion to power off the ammo, of which its earthen and metallic ingredients holds its shape to pierce, y’all guessed it, another form of elements combined to form humanz and other artifacts.

    With regards to Tamir, the retard, that’s too bad he couldn’t control himself. The law enforcers, who are pretty much bad-asslawyers who are well trained to pack a pistol, don’t have any idea he is handicapped, disabled, whatever. And WTF are his supervisors to ensure his and public safety? WTF was he let loose to potentially harm himself and others? Y’all need to fix your gun and mental laws. Sheesh!

    So folks, control yourselves! Or else, bite the dust.

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  • 20151229-1248-Link

    Planes Don’t Fly and Guns Don’t Kill – http://wp.me/p3NkFs-af

    Correct. Y’all acknowledged that mere humanz can murder upon uncontrollable impulse. With that said, y’all can loose your “right to bear arms”, by “them”, the creators of the U.S. Constitution, unfortunately, though the current Second Amended Rights allow humanz that technology.

    Speaking of which I had an imagery yesterday during afternoon mass. The gun is comprised of elements – wind to feed the oxygen, fire of combustion to power off the ammo, of which its earthen and metallic ingredients holds its shape to pierce, y’all guessed it, another form of elements combined to form humanz and other artifacts.

    With regards to Tamir, the retard, that’s too bad he couldn’t control himself. The law enforcers, who are pretty much bad-asslawyers who are well trained to pack a pistol, don’t have any idea he is handicapped, disabled, whatever. And WTF are his supervisors to ensure his and public safety? WTF was he let loose to potentially harm himself and others? Y’all need to fix your gun and mental laws. Sheesh!

    So folks, control yourselves! Or else, bite the dust.

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  • 20151228-0836-Link

    Possession is Part of Marriage http://henrymakow.com/theres_a_place_for_possession.html

    For a moment, I thought this was about demonic or spiritual possession. I don’t like the idea of males possessing females. No wonder Das Squirrel refers to the Oriental as HIS wifey and not by her generic name. Hmm.

    No wonder by tradition, the Twit leaves the decision up to him and blanks out as if waiting for further instructions like a robot. No wonder she mistreated the OLD family members of Das Squirrel. Mom is correct! It had to come from the boy, who refuses to instruct that Twit Wifey to behave in front of us and get along with our culture.

    So technically, the males are supposed to be bread winners and protectors of the family. While the females are supposed to stay home, cook and clean, and care and nurture the brats. Hmm, well, that’s impossible after feminists empowered women to remove themselves as slaves to machismo.

    Bottom line: a female is lucky to have a good man. The other type of male is bad. That’s a fifty-fifty chance of getting dead beat! So why risk marriage at all? I rest my case! Sheesh.

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  • 20151228-2156-Aside

    1243. While the old Irish whatever priest sermonized, I had an incoming thought about my boosting up the ethereal ice recently. An my image this afternoon was about why the ice wall must not melt, so that the water won’t fall off the edge of our flat plane!

    1217. Again, I’m too lazy to blog. So while I was puking down my double-knitted pants to excrete my crap. No sooner after I thought about when Ate Ising will call my mother at 1007 a.m. until around 1030 a.m. and after I passed my load, she called my smartphone! I hurried to the dining table with my pants down and handed Mom my smartphone, as I hobbled to lower the volume of our old 1976 Sony television CRT and back to the toilet to clean up. Her battle plan is to remove the crazy bitch living next door from us off the choir mass! Hallelujah! Praise the Lawd Gawd! Amen! Unfortunately, her speech pattern is too rapid and she won’t allow the other party to speak. In other words, when there’s no comfortable PAUSE between both parties, the hurried person has to be Cray.

    So after ironing most of the laundry and leaving some for Mom to finish up, I had to help Dad remove our single string of outdoor lighting for Xmas. I hurriedly put on my black fleeced jacket, black scarf hat, and black leather gives for easy grip. I grabbed the string stool, went out front, and proceeded to unscrew the lightbulb at my height. Later, Dad was already half-way, and I had to get a long nose, bent plier for yanking out the staples from the wood trimmings.

    After removing and storing the indoor decorations, after eating dinner, after cleaning up, and after replacing the new table cloth and laundering, We finished at 2100 p.m. I went upstairs, turned on the Wi-Fi, deposited online and scanned Dad’s two Xmas gift checks, and other papers, and brought down my three electronic readers for using and recharging, and joined Mom and later Dad came downstairs from his toilet habits to watch Trump’s latest rally in Nashua, New Hampshire, USA via YouTube.com on our Toshiba smart television.

    Tomorrow is going in for a procedure, an EEG. I asked Ate Ising and Any to pray for her. We’re gonna wake up early due to traffic and to be there for her prep. Sheesh!

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  • 20151228-1223-Link

    http://www.usccb.org/bible/readings/122715.cfm

    Yeah so the freakishly tall reptilian priest sermonized on Sunday’s early morning mass. He mentioned how the commandment said to “honor thy parents”. It didn’t mention that the parents respect the children. With that said, Das Squirrel is breaking this commandment by blaming the parents for not giving him credit. He said he love that South Asian guy twice aloud at that Xmas breakfast in Denny’s to Rupinder the waitress. He didn’t say that aloud about our parents. Asshole! Arrogance! Sinner!

    He mentioned how he took care of his parents for six months and the 24/7 care. He also mentioned how Filipinos are role models of taking care of the parents in their home until their death and NOT throwing them into a nursing home. I guess he figured out our nationality (Filipino) based on our Oriental features, yet Hispanic last name per our Xmas envelopes to him second after the main nun first. Mom walked fast that Xmas day to avoid the twosome behind moi and moi!

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