So at around 2022 pm my local Pacific time, I entered one chatting message via YouTube while the reptilian speeched unto the screaming crowd at his rally. I said: “Fly-over and win, [reptilian]!” And so with TPTB and pals, he ended his speech with lots of word: “win, win, win!” Hehe!
And so I updated my YouTube profile to include a black paw inside heart-shaped design. But I don’t see the profile reflected upon the default bluish cross-hairs of YouTube.com site.
Once again, I expect y’all to behave and to follow your correct path to the Lawd Gawd. While I have this new weblog post entry open, I’ll share my smartphone notes below:
20160222-1909. I had my old nagging thoughts regarding humanz. I still find humanz quite disgusting and below that of animalz in that humanz break the natural rules across the board. Basically, humanz are food processors! That’s correct! Humanz are eating-machines!
20160222-1858. Last week on either Face the Nation or Meet the Press on MSNBC – I cannot recall, their brief video snippet shared sound bites from the late Judge Scalia. The two pointers that stood out unto my small brain were: 1. that he hopes that the next Supreme Court Justice will pick-up where he left off as far as retaining constitutionality of interpretations and 2. that his decisions are opinions, and nothing more.
20160222-1857. Judge Napolitano regarding Clinton email. What kinda answer is that – “I try not to lie” to “I’ll do my best to level with people” versus the interviewer’s comparison of Jimmy Carter’s version – “I never [tell a] lie”. After dinner tonight, Mom said that Hillary sold her soul to the devil and will end up dead. Like I said, it’s a karmic debt of all sorts. I’m thinking this exercise is how much humanz in their overall consciousness in and of love – are cap/able of/to fogiving/forgive the worst liars, like Hillary Clinton. But I think there’s no forgiving demons, for that’s their design.
20160210-1915. I arrived early. The crazy bitch next door to us didn’t serve as Communion Minister tonight. During Ash Wednesday evening mass, I took my second ash. My parents and I took our host and ash earlier this day. But I had to shower, which ALWAYS helps open my singing voice prior to choir mass.
20160208-1309. I cannot recall why I entered this smartphone note: Trum’s comment on Michael Savage: “You’ve been very consistent”.
20160207-1151. The crazy bitch didn’t serve as Communion Minister this morning. I read one of two flags displayed in front of the Saint Joseph section, across from the choir box as: 1941 Boy Scout Troop 41.
Overall, we’ve seen two pick-up trucks next door. One was a dark grayish Nissan and the other was a broken reddish. Yesterday, the crazy bitch didn’t serve as Communion Minister. Jasmine and Amy didn’t show up for choir mass. I wonder if Julie, our possibly distant relative on my maternal side and the sister-in-law of Amy is still hanging around with that crazy bitch living next door to us.
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