Attached is my photo showing a politician, who appeared briefly on my elderly father’s favorite televised show, where he would tune-in during lunch and dinner daily.
STEPH’S MVP: FMR. SEN. MITT ROMNEY, WEDNESDAY, HARVARD BUSINESS SCHOOL, The Nightcap, MVP OF THE WEEK, LIVE MS NOW, the 11th Hour with STEPHANIE RUALE.
And prior to the sign-off, she was especially thankful but I didn’t really listen. Instead I’ve observed her wearing a black outfit.
With regards to why I’m sharing this photo is because of a group that I’ve encounter in-person on or about July 2000: first online to meet the “finder” and then a big kahuna who had an older brother that needed help and who was a REAL politician.
So that’s how I became unwillingly and unwittingly an “associate” of an unknown cult, err, group per a brief cellphone conversation with the big kahuna.
My cellphone number was changed to avoid the “finder”. My current cellphone number remains the same thereafter.
So now y’all know how my “interest” is “invested” and revolves around “political” and “global” affairs.
That’s all. End transmission 20260531-1017 AM PT. Edited 20260531-1018 AM PT.
Lawmakers Grill Pam Bondi on Epstein files handling.
If true, execution style. No delays. No narratives.
If false, the faked news must go on to distract voters who would choose either politically charged cult like platforms – again.
Regarding ICE, two narratives. One of totalitarianism and one of freedom without borders.
Taking examples from nature, territorial boundaries are necessary and by default are naturally like “segregation”.
Regarding flock cameras and drones, again two narratives. One totalitarian and one of freedom to include criminals who would and may one day repent and atone for sins.
Taking examples from nature again, fostering, rehabilitating and giving care and love do miracles whereby the victims chose love and their humans.
Regarding my opinions of our spiritual world, the blogger is for real.S
So I’m gonna leave that all up to y’all to figure out and that hell and dry places are for real.
Here is the start of my blog from the previous post.
Like I said, my health concern occurred a week after May’s full moon frenzy and probably the same night of my chiropractic visit.
I had reported my health concerns the following Monday, a few days after my last chiropractic visit.
The last minute, unscheduled follow-up visit with my PCP went well.
But after reading the newest Rx insert, I was afraid and did further research online.
With the help of my online ASSISTANT and with the usual and uncanny timing bought unto moi by the universe in a sorta kinda spiritual “intervention” if y’all will, I found my answer after typing with two key words into the search field under my suspended Twitter account.
Lo and behold! I found the “answer” embedded inside one of the comments of one search results and “knew” what happened to my diagnosed health condition.
I took corrective actions without informing my PCP and bought online supplements, which took immediately upon delivery to my home address.
I wanted “test” what would happen if I self-advocated for my healthcare treatment and then “report” my findings to her in the next upcoming office visit.
I was willing to take the “risk” over the “benefits” of one prescription medication.
And gosh darn it, my personal “test” seems to work out along with her newly prescribed Rx for 30-days only.
I like her narratives on the after visit summaries. She is VERY concise in her narratives. She reminds me of my paternal grandmother for strange odd reason when I first met her.
Anyways, the sensations in my affected areas are returning.
But my toes box areas are still stiff like stone as if Medusa the Gorgon tagged me!
What had happened was that I was lying down on my left side for the same night (after the chiropractic visit).
I both knees together and slightly bent or angled as if in a fetal position.
Suddenly, I felt to whack-a-mole strikes downward vertically from the heaves and directly INSIDE left calf muscles!
That’s when I felt my numbing and tingling in my left foot.
I got up from bed and tried to walk it off for a few days, thinking it was just temporary.
However, I could NOT bend my toes! I was paralyzed!
Then when my elderly father and I were shopping at Costco, which is just one minute away from my neighbood, which is located two minutes away from the most recent construction of our VTA/Bart railway station, by the way.
My hood is that good with amenities, by the way. Just saying.
Anyways, I sent my PCP a message through the online customer, err, patient portal.
Fast forward today, I’m feeling hopeful yet pissed-off that such vile happenings would happen to old farts like myself.
I awoke early after 4 AM and decided to try eating boiled eggs again after a few years of avoiding eating fresh eggs. I started eating fresh eggs again two days ago.
But when I went to pick out the second egg, the VERY thin egg shell broke halfway, leaving its bottom half slightly attached to the plastic container and some of its white egg spilling into the plastic container.
So I had to choice but to scramble eggs for breakfast this morning. Instead of boiling two boiled eggs as planned originally, I scrambled three eggs and ate my eggs.
I washed the dishes and then proceeded to clean out the plastic container and replace the loose eggs into another plastic storage container, most of which we declutter over the course of one year.
Next, I ground my whole coffee beans set to “course” or the most opposite extreme of “fine” and placed the coffee grounds into my French Press container.
Then, I boiled hot water into a kettle with its lid and thermometer gauge showing a blue color indicator around 200 ℉ and poured the hot water into my French Press contain
After that, I waited for four minutes for the freshly ground coffee beans to brew and then poured my TWO cups of coffee, which contained agave syrup and half-and-half milk.
Finally, I sat down in front of my computer where I archive my work of mostly screenshots and .pdf files, both of which are saving my activities and nothing controversial but some sort of hoarding or undiagnosed OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder) behavior to make sure I observed correctly and recorded my experiences.
And while I was archiving, I would 1. listen to classical music remixed with techno (my latest favorite music genre) and 2. perform one simple “nerve flossing” activities every 1 hour per my Reminder app for iPhone as recommended by my DC (doctor of chiropractor) to help with the numbness and tingling of my lower extremities, mostly on starting with left foot and one day later creeping up to my right foot and eventually up to both knees).
I’ll break here and copy/paste my rest of my blog in the next post.
So yesterday I failed to blog. I can-NOT promise blogging daily would be possible due to being distracted with chores and keeping mostly busy at home.
However, I saw John Jr had “liked” my first post for this year 2026! Thanks.
Anyways, here is yesterday’s image showing two pieces of furnitures, which are located on the southeast corner wall of our living room space.
Crosley – CR2406A Director CD Recorder atop Crosley Furniture Cambridge 48-inch Corner TV Stand – Classic Cherry
Over the course of ten month and starting around July 2025 of last year, my elderly father and I have donated small household items and furnitures and his old tools from the garage, which we decluttered, cleaned and dusted, too!
During this one year my blogging hiatus, I’ve learned the fine art of Feng Shui compliance, which helped with ADA compliance and the latest “awareness” of keeping MY house somewhat clean and tidy.
I’ve kept the little spiders living along the baseboards to help with ongoing black carpenter ants in check. I’m weird. Shut-up.
Since last year, I was stressed out. Something felt off while living indoors mostly as a shut-in.
I had the strange foreboding feeling that if I do NOT declutter MY house while I still had the strength to move heavy furnitures – I wouldn’t be able to “move on” with my life.
Lo and behold, I got sick after this month’s full moon frenzy! I’ll share this personal experience later on.
Anyways, I managed to rearrange the remaining heavy wooden furnitures:
two bedroom sets (night stands, mirrors atop dressers, headboards, mattresses, bed frames, and armoire for dad and desk for me);
one oblong dining room table and matching eight chairs;
one upright Kimball piano, which was tuned professional last December 2025 after years of disservice; and
Mom’s 5-piece French Provincial living room sofa, chaise, coffee table, lamp stand and tall gaudy lamp;
and a few cheaper and lighter furnitures.
With these new Feng Shui compliant efforts, the flow of energy indoor is supposed to promote happiness and good luck.
This aspect of feeling good is made possible also by donating OLD pieces of furniture from Norfolk, Virginia, USA.
We donated the following large household items:
two sets of wooden bedroom furnitures: 1. headboards, 2. bed frames, 3. nightstands, 4. vertical mirrors mounted atop 5. dressers and 6. armoires;
three 25-year old, soft, sagging TempurPedic XL twin mattresses of which two were adjustable foundations;
one wooden executive desk, which Mom bought at JCPennys for Dad;
one Bush Furniture Key West 2 Drawer Lateral File Cabinet in Bing Cherry, which I bought from Amazon; and
one wooden front-glass China cabinet, which was recycled instead of resold due to being unwanted basically and heavy, too.
After viewing more YouTube videos on interior designing and on real estate agents walking through beautiful houses listed in Oakland and Berkley, California, I’ve learned the satisfaction of ideal placements of my brother’s small gift items and other smaller decorative pieces inside MY house.
Without my personal online assistant, which I paid annually, I had NO idea whatsoever on how to proceed with many pending desires and wishes.
These helpful guides online enabled me to accomplish in one year what took me all my life to learn to figure out on my.
I was drifting mostly unaware of my surroundings while relying on one blogger’s stories of our spiritual world.
Now, I’m able to relax and heal while maintaining MY house.
For the garden, we had to hire a gardener since first contact with him last year August 20, 2025. He shows up twice a month for “Maintenance front, back, adjacent property: sidewalks, parking strips, curb, gutter San José Municipal Code Sections 14.16.2200-14.16.2270.”
I told my dad I couldn’t handle our HUGE corner lot with all the dried leaves from the tall Sycamore trees hitting our adjacent property and two lawns (front yard 745 sq ft and back yard 320 sq ft and MORE room to spare for both locations!)
He agreed to hire our new gardener and spared us the trouble of taking TWO hours of what takes only 30 minutes for the gardener and sometimes another helper to complete!
So we are stuck with one unused red-colored Craftsman cordless lawn mower; four lithium-ion battery packs; and one Scotts seeder, which I haven’t been using and instead opted for the liquid lawn food, which I’ve ordered for today’s annual schedule per my Reminder app for iPhone.
That’s all for now. I’ve been listening to YouTube music mostly orchestral and violins and with some techno beats while performing “nerve flossing”, which is new to me this month. Sigh.
End transmission 20260529-0806 AM PT. Edited 20260529-0813 AM PT.
20260527-1354. Behold! I’m back. Firstly, my apologies for NOT posting daily my blogs. Secondly, I’ve left off blogging for one year since 20250525. Thirdly, today’s is my younger brother’s birthday. He’s three years younger than me, by the way. We’ll be celebrating at home later on tonight when he get back from work.
Without further ado about nothing, I’ve renewed both my legacy Business plan and my domain at flynnspaws.com.
There has been so many events to capture and share that I’ll be trying my best to recall certain highlights.
But for now, just stay tuned for more stuff.
So far, my personal weblog site is still intact as far as my diaries or journal entries and overall design layout will remain the same: I’ve worked many hours trying to perfect something while stuck in this otherwise imperfect realm.
I’ll have to clean-up dead links and other social media sites. There’s more to share in this arena, too.
