Month: December 2024

  • Happy New Eve

    20241231-1928. Welp, after finishing up almost ALL the Daily Prompts (when I stopped on/about September 2023), after I tweaked my primary weblog site countless time and after I connected successfully my Bluesky account, I could continue blogging here after all!

    My elderly father and I will eat our usual late supper and then head off to bed. We used to celebrate at midnight by attending mass, eating our pork tripe porridge after mass and/or banging pots and pans outside our backyard.

    I wonder if the neighbors would be setting off illegal fireworks in San Jose, California. I think those who won’t make loud noises at night/tonight would do the owners and their pet animals (especially cats and dogs) a great service.

    I think sentient beings like cats and dogs experience PTSD. That would open up the market for more treatment and therapy. But I’m just saying.

    I’ll wish y’all another safe and prosperous new year, chumps.

    End of message 1935 PST.

  • Missing the 70s 80s and 90s

    Daily writing prompt
    What makes you feel nostalgic?

    20241231-1626. I follow several feeds that share nostalgic content from the 70s, 80s, and 90s on Twatter. I remember almost all the fun toys and gadgets that we enjoyed as children.

    My dad and I went shopping at our local bookstore called Barnes and Noble. While waiting in line at the check out stand, I saw the shorter whitish guy with several purchases.

    On the bottom-most pile was a familiar game we used to play as kid. The game was called “OPERATIONS”. Because my choir voice tends to boom too loudly, I spook under my breath but was still loud enough about how “we had it good back in those days”.

    It’s true. After Generation X, the kids have lost the true human connection of having fun without computers or cellphones! We had pagers which we hardly use and coin-paid pay-phones! That’s the struggle worth going back to! It was worth it!

    That’s all. End 1632 PST.

  • A long-distance imagination

    Daily writing prompt
    What relationships have a positive impact on you?

    20241231-1621. I happen to understand why being in an imaginary relationship with social media online personalities is a win-win situation. I pay these dudes to stop jumping off the bridge and I get to make sure their audience is kept glue to their computer for the next blog post updates.

    While the truly romantic humanized approach is lacking, what is NOT feasible and down-right humiliating is the hands-off deal that comes with keeping in touch monthly and NOT stifling like most marriage of tagging each other at any moment’s notice.

    That’s what I like about this sort of relationship. It’s close to having a BFF (best friend forever) until death do us part. It’s like having a dream come true while avoid the pitfalls of relatives ruining a good party or the dramas and emotional drain of emergencies.

    No one is better than the other while each party gets to go at a leisurely pace and without affecting the other party’s current lifestyle.

    That’s all. End 1625 PST.

  • Black/white brown/cream Squirrels

    Daily writing prompt
    If you started a sports team, what would the colors and mascot be?

    20241231-1616. Step right up and meet your new mascot the Squirrel! For the home team, the mascot shall wear lighter colors of brownish and creamy tips. For the away team, the mascot shall wear darker colors of blackish and whitish tips.

    The sports team will consist of ten squirrels of various heights, weight-class, and fur markings. No discrimination for clef-lipped varieties.

    The goal is to gather the most nuts. The most prized nut is walnut, since it is the heaviest of all nuts and hardest to pry open. The heavier the payload, the winner. The loser shall get half of the prize anyways. This is in consideration for the winter month as all squirrels are equal. No fighting allowed.

    That’s all. End 1620 PST.

  • Yes and I really don’t care

    Daily writing prompt
    How have your political views changed over time?

    2024131-1610. I voted for both Democrats and Republicans after realizing the real lies what really lies behind closed doors. These politically-charged viewpoints only represent the millionaires and billionaires and NOT the working-slave class, who will continue to see rising prices in food, gas and rent and more replacement of native-born citizens over AIs, robots and UNVETTED immigrants which diseases and retardations.

    So yeah, I view politics with disdain and contempt and want all public officials to go away and leave office once and for all. Heck, we might as well have a demonically-infused, body-less bot head only speaking truth for all instead of having these nonsensical debates that go nowhere except into the well-grease pockets/wallets of pork-bellied system pigs.

    That’s all. End 1614 PST.

  • Cozy and luxurious

    Daily writing prompt
    You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?

    20241231-1604. I need wide open spaces, lots of velour and cushions for my reclining chair and luxurious wooden panels and two-story library of books for my reading quarters.

    Then again, I really don’t read and write much. I just blog in front of my computer while sitting on an uncomfortable cheap foam still inside its plastic and a misaligned keyboard that’s supposed to support my wrist while typing at the correct height.

    I could describe what the interior design of my “cave” but there are lots more beautiful conceptual drawings and correct color combinations and overall themes from past eras or periods and maybe something else more modern.

    That’s all. End 1609 PST.

  • I’m supposed to be a bean counter

    Daily writing prompt
    How are you creative?

    20241231-1556. Heck, yes I’m creative but only if someone else already has the design for me to borrow/steal so that I could hijack and edit to my liking.

    I find that I’m creative if I already have an idea from someone else. I certainly am NOT like those who could design, invent, conduct, author, or program outta thin air.

    What I do to be “creative” is to back-engineer and edit someone else’s “creation” and call it my own. It’s NOT stealing. It’s like a cover or some slight change in detail that makes one’s idea another.

    I’m talking about GOD-like mode in which our Almighty Designer in the heavens has created both the micro and macrocosm. For example, who would have thought of making water bears so cute yet so microscopic or a blue whale so HUGE and yet so cumbersome and helpless against whalers?

    No, I’m NOT as creative in the true sense of our Creator. I and all of us are mimics of grand designs borrowing/stealing what has already existed from the beginning.

    That’s all. End 1602 PST.

  • Social media spooky spooks online

    Daily writing prompt
    Who are the biggest influences in your life?

    20241231-1547. I really regret having a computer and access to the internet. I would have been retired with my own money and still working hard as ever and like everyone else getting married with children.

    But this hellish planet has created a game-like matrix that ruined my timelines and selfish wants and desires. And yet the results are still astounding!

    I don’t have the correct words but by “design” each character including NPC has a role to play and whatever we “think” and “feel” is ultimately process by this game-like matrix to bear pressures of influences upon the hapless victim, who thinks that there are other “groups” “out there” that support our “viewpoints”.

    Do y’all understand where I’m going with this? We are supposed to be equals metaphorically/spiritually speaking. Some NPCs are aligned with the good and some with the bad. There are some assigned to be butt fugly, which is the last and least desirable of the three alignments assigned.

    With that said, there really is NO “influences” but rather an organic and instantaneous “creation” of any/all NPC characters “designed” by the observer, thus “creating” what appears to be “reality”, when in fact, everything is illusory.

    Quite depressingly enough is the fact that we can’t “escape” whether by Biblical rapture or outta space abductions by “aliens”. Our hellish planet is just all we have to care and maintain. Anything else is made-up and only in your heads.

    That’s all. End 1554 PST.

  • Very little to share

    Daily writing prompt
    Share what you know about the year you were born.

    20241231-1542. Honestly, I do NOT know much about the Chinese year of the Monkey, except borrow the imagery that primates are sneaky, looters, climbers and shitters, meaning we like annoy and irritate our enemies by flinging our poop or messing up their narratives/scripts.

    That’s all. End 1544 PST.

  • I usually could “feel” if

    Daily writing prompt
    Are you a good judge of character?

    20241231-1306. When I meet a person, I’m the greatest offender of judging character by their looks, demeanor, ODOR, behavior and other subtleties that I could NEVER quite place my fingers upon.

    When I “size-up” the person in-person, I could almost always tell if the person is naughty or nice. In my imagination, I could also “size-up” if the offending party, err, newcomer, is a good enough or great match to the victim: hence like match-making.

    So when I happenstance to meet the person in-person, I could either make or break a deal. Then again, I’m a fool and gullible, too. To avoid controversy and especially hurting feelings, I just try to LIE and be positive when I should be honest.

    So that’s why I get into lots of trouble because I trust everyone to be of good and moral character, just like me. I expected everyone I meet to be ethical, too unlike that fat bastard and his finder with buck teeth and hunched back.

    So in reflection, I’m a good judge of character for those who are also like me good and don’t know the difference.

    That’s all. End 1311 PST.

  • When all alone away from all

    Daily writing prompt
    When are you most happy?

    20241231-1259. I’m an introvert. I get overwhelmed from to many activities going on all at once. I hate people and don’t have pets. I like my solitude, peace and quiet. This is far from the normal human activities with family, friends and perfect strangers – all I could do without until I need help, which won’t happen because I’ve learned no one really wants to help until I PAY THEM!

    I’m happy NOT working. I’m happy staying at home and blogging all day and night. I’m happy that dad is happy. And that’s all that matter.

    That’s all. End 1301 PST.

  • Lots of fun yesterday

    Daily writing prompt
    What was the last thing you did for play or fun?

    20241231-1246. Oh, I had lots of fun doing weird stuff.

    First, I oiled the door knobs, which were difficult to open and close. So I took apart the assembly with my screw driver: one hand-held and one battery-powered.

    I first removed the setting screws, then the knobs or levels, then the rectangular back plates, then the latch mechanism, then the spindle, then oiled the moving parts and reassembled everything in reverse. I took and uploaded photos of my hard work on my Telegram account for the Live show/Video guy to see, if ever for all I care – I really don’t give a damned.

    Second, I applied half a bag of 4000 square feet of weed and feed to my dad’s front yard lawn with a new broadcaster with settings ranging from as low as 2 to as high as 15 and a switch to turn on or off the “edge guard”. I might have over fertilized what is supposed to have measured 317 to 330 square feet. I hope it doesn’t burn the lawn which was looking yellow, meaning the plant life form need some FOOD!

    And per my Weather app for iPhone which indicated sunny days starting yesterday through Thursday, I forced myself to spread the weed and feed after team PG&E/DALEO finish paving temporarily with black asphalt the easement area off the side of our garage. The instruction said water affected area before application and no watering within 24 hours after application.

    So besides pulling a handful of dandelions, I managed to cook and clean, blog and rant as usual – and all for fun.

    That’s all. End 1259 PST.