1. To change tagline or not?
I was thinking of changing my weblog’s tagline from ‘The Daily Pause by Flynn B’ to ‘Leaving Breadcrumbs for Truth-Seekers’. Ooo!
That’s what I’ve been doing gradually over many slong years, anonymously by my own lonesome choice, and recently through directionals, numericals, and other comedicals.
What do y’all think? Let me know in the comment below. I guess no one cares. Huh.
2. Gaze upon shiny plate.
My other thought while singing as a main choir is: Where does my gaze go the whole time? Well on the ‘alto’ side of the organ, there is a brass-like plate, a dedication to the late JAD and/or wife, I don’t know because I don’t have the time, the memory, or good eyesight to take a closer look. I don’t always look directly at the choir conductor because I get tired and confused in following. I tends to sing faster outta wanting to hurry it up!
3. Sleepy nap times.
Today, I nodded off to sleep. I was finished with the morning’s project around 13:00 PM. Yesterday, a guy said aloud: ‘Heads up!’. Then I flicked him off with my right middle finger subtly while holding the mouse. Then I opened up the MS Notepad to write the following text message: [bored]. The previous note that morning read: [yawn]. The projects are wrapping up by next month. And afterwards will be ‘smooth-sailing’, she said. In other words, the temp boss won’t need me. Good riddance.
4. Das Squirrel came to visit and left prior to 21:00 PM.
He shared his singing duets and solo on Smule.com. His voice is good but amateurs like me too waver outta tune here and there. He can hold his notes well as do I but my power and pitch is off as well as the tempo. I do hav a Smule.com account, which is my nickname, followed by the first letter of my last name, and finally followed by my favorite three-digit ‘agent’ ID for life. There are no spaces, not case sensitive either. Good luck hunting! I tuned on the video on ALL singing recordings, by the way. That’s how I look.
5. Driving Dad’s car.
Since my car has been icing over in the morning and since the crazy Filipino bitch living directly adjacent to us won’t go away forever and continues to stalk my presence (her garage was wide open and the lighting inside was bright), Mom suggested again for the second time to use Dad’s car. She would wait until I cleared the driveway and then she’d close the electric garage.
6. Pomelo pruning and gifting.
Yesterday, Dad has come down to talk with me about trimming the pomelo tree, cleaning the parakeet tray and other stuff that I didn’t pay attention. He wasted his time coming down the ladder and wasted more time hauling the tree branches onto the side street for Friday morning pickup. There are two piles of yard trimmings, which really should be in front of the residence. He prefer to garden instead of hiring a gardener. I was too tired to care. The Twit Wifey has asked for more pomelo. Dad gave two big garbage bags of pomelo to the Bill and Melody (Chinese living behind our backyard).
7. Gloria and Danika visited.
I came home prior to 16:00 PM to find the twosome visiting our home. They brought gifts of beauty products and a blanket thingy. I wasn’t in the mood to make more crepe for Mom, who overstuffed the fresh lumpia for the visitor to take home. She’s nice. The grandkid is behaved, except she was scolded for opening other people’s fridge. I didn’t care. I’m not interested anymore in stories and events. Sigh.
8. Jobs, jobs, jobs.
Nah. I miss staying home after the 2007 market downturn and after loosing just about everything that I worked so hard for. So I don’t care to dream anymore or strive for stuff. I just wanna sleep soundly, get up late, and process daily food and chores for the next toilet sessions. I’m used to NOT working and would rather blog. Yup.
9. Eating too much.
Last night Mom and I over baked a bag of Tyson Tequila Lime chicken bits. Together past ten o’clock at night, we have almost half the bag with hot steaming Jasmine rice. I hate the smell of Jasmine rice. It smells like molds. I rather inhale garlic, which is my favorite aromatic food flavoring. Yes!
10. Listing stray thoughts.
I think listing stray thoughts is easier on the readers, which are nil, none, zip, zilch, nada, nothing. I don’t care. All of you can go away. No really. Just go away. I don’t need you or your comments or likes or whatever. Wah! Seriously, y’all need to seek your material elsewhere. I was parroting but mostly inserting my personal experiences as rants.
Here are some truths:
- Instantaneous thoughts do materialize, only if others are in agreement.
- Fictitious stories do effectively change the course of humanity.
- The mind exists as a separate reality from its host body.
- The soul may exist, only because the thought of such realization has manifested.
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