At 1950, Mom hollered at me. I was calming myself with Mel the Lutino parakeet, who jacked off on his toy and regurgitated his gift unto my fingers. I love him as do I do Buddy his older parakeet brother. So I sat next to her in the living and she inquired why I am not pursuing the RO. Tomorrow, I must seek legal assistance. Sigh. I’m getting stressed out with the beheaded chicken. I gotta fight crazy with crazy, I guess. Sheesh.
At 20160616_210816 and with my smartphone, I recorded a video of the beheaded chicken living adjacent to us. She was pretending to water her three plants. Her behavior is weird and she would almost ALWAYS ‘garden’ at night, waiting for me to return home from choir rehearsal, which usually is completed around 2100.
Dad was kind enough and patient enough to stand near our garden hose. He was standing towards the neighbor. He was looking into her direction. He was being silent. Dad said that some guy drove up into her driveway and flashed something to her. Dad wasn’t sure if it was a smartphone or a badge. Dad heard the guy who emerged from the car asked the beheaded chicken: ‘Do you know why he is staring at you?’ Dad said he didn’t hear her reply to the guy (that’s a rhyme and it’s mine!)
At 2117, the SJPD came speedily from the Sage and towards the Rue. The new SUV was flashing its red, white, and blue lights, and had sounded its noise. This occurred while Dad was still staring silently at her from HIS PROPERTY (and he do whatever he wants in, on, and around HIS PROPERTY), and while I was praying really hard behind the garden hose.
The neighbors down the Rue had their garage doors opened. I motioned the Sign of the Cross several times from the time I took the video to the end of showtime at 2130 when the three of us went indoors. Dad peeped to find that the beheaded chicken was still outside with the electric garage door opened.
I noticed the courtesy copter directly in front of our home and about a mile away. I had my LOCATOR turned-on of my smartphone. I flashed and signaled the ‘SOS’ at both the neighbors and the copter. I also signed liberally the crazy signal with my cellphone against my temple area. I’m surprised the neighborhood watchdogs aren’t doing their ‘spying’ jobs. Huh.
At 1957 this evening, I left for choir rehearsal. As I did a California Roll past the stop sign and towards the northeast corner towards the northbound traffic of MY long stretch of RD, I saw that the beheaded chicken opened up her electric garage. I noticed more humanz were walking around the Rue area. Hmmm.
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At 1930, we started dinner late and ate the Pork Chop with Apple Almond Stuffing. I tend to overcook my meals:- It must be the oven heating varies. Thusly, my meat is kinda, sorta on the dry side. The meat was bought from the DeCA a few days ago.
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So in between sweating through days of not showering, scanning current mail (I received my blue crucifix decal (and a free black crucifix decal)-both for my car side facing the beheaded chicken from ‘faithfullwitness.org’ for orphans and elderly.
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Earlier, Dad took a nap, woke up after 1900 this evening, and shredded my paperwork – after I noticed him wandering around aimlessly downstairs and as a reminder that the trash pickup is for Friday morning tomorrow. (Yesterday, Dad noticed the laundry detergent bottle of liquid sitting in my bathroom sink. I usually try to ‘clean out’ as much of the remnant soap as possible. He wanted to use it for Mom’s used insulin needles because he ran out. Anyway, he left brass key/chain IN THE LOCK of the black iron grill door, left open the screen door for letting in critters, and left open the backdoor! I wasn’t panicking and thought he’d come around soon but didn’t. I alerted mom who hushed me. I had to lock the doors but dad came downstairs uncannily. He must be having early signs of Alzheimer disease or something. Sheesh.)
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Mom and I awoke late at 0930. Mom wanted me to call the endocrinologist but I was distracted in printing our my UPS return label worth $9.41 for a size eight slipper that was too small for mom. After noontime mass, we tried to return the small slippers but the young lad had a difficult time scanning the blurry label, which was printed from a .jpg, .gif. or .png. So at 1448, Dad and I were successful in the drop-off at UPS.
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I’ve been buying stuff online. I wanted to ‘makeup’ for the return by buying a a valet box for Father’s Day and a smartphone case/wallet, etc. So far I’ve spent around one grand in a one week. This included gas, food, and that deductible for my replacement smartphone. For today, after noontime mass I spent $748 for new eyeglasses ($405 frame and the rest for the lens – coating, transition, bifocals – yes I’m nearsighted, polycarbonate). I still have and currently use my blurry ones from Cisco many slong years ago. Yup. I still need a job to buy stuff. Sheesh.
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Earlier today, we noticed that Virgil’s dark-blue Honda Accord has been parked from the right side of the slanted driveway to the newly cemented pave directly in front of the garden hose. Tonight, Belinda’s white Honda CR-V is currently parked in the original place of her brother’s parking space. A white egg-shaped car is currently parked in the left driveway.
I also noticed the Mom was careful not to wet the daughter’s white car. When I emerged from my vehicle tonight after choir, I sensed that the beheaded chicken is hired to play the part of a cray-cray. She’d spray down the son’s car but not the daughter’s. I noticed too that she waters the side of the house above the thick money plant off the right of the electric garage AND the cement between the plants. Y’all might wanna make note of my observations. Because if y’all find out shes playing the system to get free stuff like food stamps, EBT, whatever, watch out! She knows what’s she’s doing! Bahaha! Sigh.
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I’m done. I don’t know what the Lawd Gawd wants from me.
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20160616-1152, The place shouldn’t let patients wait, especially for simple grid for blood glucose readings. No accommodation or special treatment here. But we waited one hour and the numbers were the same except one unit decrease for lunch and a decrease in the long-acting insulin.
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20160615-2007. Das Squirrel revealed that the girl whom he texted found his friend cute and that she wanted the cute guy’s phone number but he didn’t give that number to her. He now understood why I got mad at him for texting that spook about a false flag event. I’m trying to reveal stuff to these zombies but they refuse to believe in such far-fetched data. He also discovered that the lawyer to the wide-eye, orange-haired client was an actor! He also discovered that people were giggling after the medic unloaded an actor from the gurney. I was thinking these exercises to help those assigned to help in times of crisis. But I don’t always appreciate being fooled by mainstream ad nausea media by Sigh.
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20160616-1240. En route homebound and after my eye-ware purchase, we listened to Dr. Michael Savage on our local radio station 560 AM KSFO. (Yesterday, we noticed that 1590 AM is now playing Golden Country! We listened to the station. Actually, my parents were napping during the drive. I’d hate to say it again but yesterday and today, the ride was wonderful. The atmosphere was cleansed.)
Anyway, he mentioned how a black spider trespassed upon his workstation. But instead of killing the critter, he used a container and bought it outdoors. This portrays a strong man – someone who has compassion NOT to kill because it’s God’s creation. I love this man. If he’s still available, I’d take him! He further mentioned Kosher and how this ancient practice was to make foodstuff outta animals as PAINLESS as possible. That’s why the Jewish practice is acknowledged. I’m thinking of trying that halal practice of meal/times. I acknowledged ancient foodstuff. It’s good, too!
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20160615-2004, For the whole day, I had the strong sense (during noontime mass) and the imagery of Bullwinkle horns from behind and to the sides of my head. I am reminded of the Jewish Menorah (Hanukkah) and dork’s reminder of honoring the feast. So y’all must continue to honor the feasts as set forth by the ancient whoever.
Whenever my ego starts trying to distract my prayerful meditations, the strong presence of Menorah Bullwinkle horns stayed behind me. Mom didn’t like the stinking SAI sitting in front of us – son, daughter, and mother. But the son sang sorta good.
Once again, the skies were beautiful and the feeling uplifting and intense. The sylphs made there presence known. There were fluffy, puffy clouds of white against crispy, clear blue skies.
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20160614-1214, Father Jonathan spoke about brain and emotions. Prayers are good for anti-aging and youthfulness – he made the parishioners laugh here. He mentioned an author by the name of Jesse Romero but I’m not sure because of my bad hearing.
20160614-1218, The priest further went into how one guardian angel is assigned to ta child at the moment of conception. I couldn’t hear what he said about separation after the child is born or grown up or whatever.
20160614-1220, The priest said that women can keep talking because they are programmed for that speech but must be silent or keep their speech in order not to nag, like telling the husband to get up from the couch.
20160614-1223, In speech, family members need help. And that means to be yourselves.
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