Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Author: FLYNN

  • 20060908-Squirrel Fence

    This is a picture of a squirrel standing up on our fence. It was taken on 0922AM. The CB created by J—/Sensei is below and currently located in the SW direction and was well received by Mother Earth on 05-18-2006 and on 05-20-2006 at 10:29AM, two black copters made there presence know above our house.

    The wind is blowing two yellow-colored, plastic pinwheel of eight leaves. This should scare off the gopher that has been digging around in our backyard. The sky is currently blue and I see some wispy clouds hovering westerward. Some are vertical; some were triangular like on last Saturday, 09-02-2006.

    The air is cold but breath taking. I inhale deeply and mentally wave at the wispy clouds outside my window. I have called (more like emailed and messaged) my boss and told her I won’t be in today because I need to drive my mother to two (2) doctor’s appointment. She has been sick the past few days.

    I also email someone else and will not use my cellphone the whole day as a result. I want to enjoy my weekend knowing that I’ve done my best with taking care of my family and myself. There is nothing wrong with working hard but there are days that we need to take off.

    Also, I did cancel next Monday’s dental appointment because I still have not decided if I want that same place to further mess up my filled in tooth of six months with a crown. I forgot to ask if the crown would involve mercury.

    I found that zapping the pain away keeps the doctors away. And the pain is not as noticeable as long as my mind is kept preoccupied. I no longer feel the third and fourth tooth vibrating from a referred pain.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060907-BLT Sandwich

    Latest news: Flynn’s green boogers picked fresh from within the recesses of her congested nasal passages. Boogers have been flung deftly all over the place – on the walls, on the floor and, yes, in kitty’s dish. Wait there’s more! Boogers taste good and are quite salty. Try some while it lasts. Stay tuned for more!

    Hey: Look, here, people! Don’t I have the right to laugh at my joke about the boogers? The real humors are is these latest stories of this ‘oh, drama but laughing tool’ via the mass media regarding another attempt to pick, prod and play with your memory cells residing within your gray matter, or the brain, which is encased in your thick skulls.

    Once again, I had expected something like the sudden appearance of this ‘OBLT ‘ to pop up and present itself like a hemorrhoid that would never heal as with the psyche of those affected by a certain September event some years ago. People need to pray for forgiveness, heal their hearts and try not be tormented with these newsworthy nonsense.

    At around 2323 (Pacific Time), I had experienced another temporary flare-up. This was made possible, not in part because of the ‘OBLT,’ but due to of the almighty effects from a tall glass of organic milk coupled with a good zapping session of about one hour at the base of my tail bone.

    This means I’ve eaten too much good food stuff lately to have made a big dump earlier. So the choice is yours: Either sit in front of the televised programming (or whatever media happens to be available) or stand in line to at your local greasy food place. Either ingest the stinking garbage or digest the delicious BLT (or bacon, lettuce and tomato) sandwich.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060907-Bagged Stuff

    Let’s see: The current time is 2008 (Pacific Time) and I am digesting another delicious leftover dinner of bar-be-que chicken bought by my parents yesterday. Dessert was fruits of one pineapple and freshly picked pears that were cut and clean by ‘Shiva-Paw.’

    I have read another long-head article and thought to myself, hey, I could describe what personal property I happen to carry on my person. I currently use this ugly, black-colored over the shoulder leather bag with one strap and not those miniature log-shaped totes with two straps that one would carry on the arm.

    I do not know how women shop while they have their logs weighing down one good arm. Duh! I find the dainty look quite impeding to the shopping experience. With my bag, I could have two free arms to select various clothes and have lots piled on my arms to try on at one time.

    There are several pockets with zippers to hold my stuff – two outside pockets, two middle side sections and the middle section with smaller compartments. I didn’t have much to put in when I first bought this bag but now I have more to weigh my shoulders down.

    The outside pockets are for my cellphone and keys. The cellphone section holds the unit itself and two recharging cords – one for AC and the other for the car. The keys section holds my work badge, house keys and car keys.

    The two middle side sections are for my debt and papers. The debt section holds my wallet of identifying documents like a driver’s license, checkbook and some pens. The papers section holds an assortment of coupons, reminder cards, plastic forks, knives and spoons, my feminine pads and a paper notepad.

    The middle section holds electronic and hygiene items. This section contains a small binocular, digital camera (which also takes videos), potpurri perfume (which makes people sneeze), two types of breath mints, and makeup. I have a bottle of eyeglass cleaning solution and the silk cloth from the eye doctor for using on my dirty pairs of eyeglasses.

    I prefer to keep my life organized in case of emergency purposes. This bag with all its sections helps me to avoid loosing things and provides a sense of security knowing that I have whatever I consider precious stuff wherever I go.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060907-Shrub Shout

    import, export, in and out
    broke my heart without a doubt
    drained my hopes like gas with spout
    dried my dreams like oil and drought
    bought my life through network route
    tracked by rats – internet scouts
    import, export – empty shout 

    This poem is about an article dated 09-06-2006 by one of my favorite ‘teachers’ from this current lifetime. And I too will post more about these stinkers and how they continue to follow me around town. I have posted many times (with time and date stamps) in my now deleted blogs about how certain vehicles, including my local police below and copters above, ‘watch’ my activities.

    Two more houses in my neighborhood have ‘improved’ their houses and now I could see them from my second story windows. This means the value of our neighborhood is going up or that the people improving in these smaller houses got smart and know that buying a new one would ultimately put them further into debt.

    Then again I have to learn to be less stinky myself and in my outlook in life. Once again, laughter is the best way to ward off the bad things in life. Smiling also relieves any tension among people who are very sensitive to seeing grouchy faces. I may have to put makeup (of basic liquid, powder and lipstick) from now on to mask my pain caused these same stinkers, by the way.  (See? Much better, right?)

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060906-Dental Ache

    Today, I had my bi-annual dental cleaning around lunchtime. The session went well and I didn’t need much cleaning (or scraping of non-existent plaque) because everything was perfect, according to my hygienist. But the second tooth on the upper right quadrant has felt wrong after the filling from six months ago.

    The pain of this bum tooth is subtle and feels heavy. I knew the dentist had hit the pulp (where the nerve center for each tooth resides) because I tasted blood right after that drilling pain, which was felt through the anesthesia. He filled in the very small cavity with composite resin that time, by the way, and not with the mercury amalgam filling.

    I do not know if I should get a crown for their bad workmanship. I swear these dentists, like so many other business-minded people, want to get the ‘bang for their bucks’ AND at the consumers’ expense. For 480.00USD notes on this one crown, this is not nice. As I mentioned in many of my previous blogs, I am debt-ridden.

    So I may cancel next week’s appointment on Monday, 09-11-2006 and ride out the pain for another decade or so. Geez! Isn’t that a similar date for remembering what happened to people of two towers years ago? There is more to that event if certain beings admit to why that event should have happened.

    I hope there won’t be anymore upcoming weird events around 09-11. I expect to see nothing out of the ordinary except to PAY proper respect to those ‘innocent’ lives lost during that unfortunate tragedy. They did not know they “had it coming to them”, really.

    P.S. For the lazy people, who choose not to floss everyday, try flossing a week before the appointment. That should make the gums bleed enough to heal over and make it look like you did a good job too! Sorry: I know I’m gross. Hehehe!

    P.S.S. I wonder if a certain freaking network could help pay for my crown, say, around this 500.00USD notes. Please remember that I hate you all!

    P.S.S.S. I noticed the dentist looked weary and knowingly about something after he filled in my cavity six months ago. His work would be the first time I had to go back and have something re-done.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060906-Ask Nothing

    Ask the deaf.
         They hear nothing.
    Ask the blind.
         They see nothing.
    Ask the meek.
         They want nothing.
    Ask of me.
         My answer is [left intentionally blank].

    P.S. My apologies go to JB (Florida), MB (Senegal), GJ (OK) and any strangers for not chatting via Yahoo! Messenger. Toodles!

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060905-Hey! Hoy!

    Hey! Look here, people! I am supposed to report what happened to my simple world in twenty-four (24) hours. So far, nothing out of the ordinary occurred today except working hard to ‘free’ myself from a pile of mounting debt, which is a mostly unpaid balance from six (6) credit cards.

    My ‘freedom’ has been compromised because I, like so many others, continue to serve the employers in hopes of climbing up the ladder and towards the glass ceiling of opportunity. I thought being one’s own boss and retiring early are living the dreams of this land. I am wrong.

    Celebrities, for example, who seem successful enough, should have good retirement. But I see that they work those dreaded commercials. I think they cannot afford to maintain their debt at a higher ‘brow’ level. That’s too bad.

    I see so many people struggling to keep a roof over their heads with each paycheck. These same people are ‘free’ to escape their troubles by drinking alcohol and doing drugs. Both mechanisms do the body and mind harm and reduce the ability to ward off bad things in life.

    Here is another example of a bad thing – the ‘freedom’ of certain wealthy ‘investigators’, for creative sake, to scare the willies out of me by infiltrating my Yahoo! account(s). As a result, I cannot send chatting messages ‘freely’ without being fearful. Mass-moles!

    Today, I have watched several speeches made by important people on televised cable programming regarding our national ‘security.’ I hope these important people will become more aware and find some accountability for whomever or whatever started these scare tactics.

    Where is the ‘security’ provided by our nation for those who do not know the dangers of these predatory parasites lurking on the internet? Huh? Huh? And who will protect us adults from strangers or our children from our own citizens? These questions continue to plague my beautiful mind.

    Did you know the cycle of debt makes me feel insecure? I would rather be rich and miserable than poor and miserable. I have nowhere to turn except to work hard until this job kills me! This is my personal war – to bear my own cross.

    I am not particularly interested in wars from other lands as produced by the mass media. I believe the real wars are created to instill fear into the minds of people and, thus, breaking the hearts of family members lost to war. Get it?

    In this case, I feel neither free nor secure knowing that some are capable of scaring us this way, which is not fair. Once again, we each have a responsibility to march out there and stop the nonsense taking place right beneath our noses! Never mind!

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060904-Email Spams

    I checked the email of my other Yahoo! account and found another spam. The content describes how someone has a business offer to secure more money that doesn’t make sense to me. My other co-worker received a similar email, which he deleted instead.

    The unusual nature of the email has showed two words: ‘nefarious’ and ‘Bill.’ The only time I used the word ‘nefarious’ is through this Yahoo! account via my blogs. ‘Bill’ is a name entered through a list of direct marketing association. I happened to have received a catalog from a company in Nebraska and with my last name entered as ‘Bill’ last Friday.

    Now, I’ll end up writing a letter again to remove this ‘Bill’ from the list because I don’t want to have unnecessary paper wasted on printed materials received through regular mail. I don’t mind reading this surprising magazine with all the pretty pictures showing Halloween products.

    What I do not like is the attempt to utilize the internet technology to spy on my privacy and harm my piece of mind with emails or chatting messages, which could be reported to the authorities. The only problem is that these same senders of these ‘nefarious’ activities may be authorities. But that is no concern of mine if they play this stupid game of whose side one person may belong.

    I have not checked my emails or chatting messages via this Yahoo! profile since Wednesday, 8-09-2006 due to similar incidences with a ‘nefarious’ ‘Bill.’ I hope everyone learns to push buttons: ‘Spam’ for email messages or ‘Report as abuse’ for chatting messages.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060904-More Poop

    I’ll try post more of my creative poetry after a temporary set back with an online chatter, who may have been a psychic-spy. This would occur because I experienced severe head and ear pressures while being scanned by unseen forces. I assume he (and et al.) may have attempted to draw me further downward into their world of emotional energy drain by fostering fear tactics of his alleged hostage crisis.

    I lost sleep when he did not show up on Tuesday, August 1, 2006. Since he was too far away from his ‘angel’s’ reach, I could not ‘save’ him from his captors. As a result, I decided to stop being a victim to these predatory parasites (or demon seeds). I could not take the creative torment he inflicted upon me during his ordeal via chatting. This by far is the grosses entertainment imaginable and is nothing comparable to video games.

    The other victims in this situation are the hostage takers and the hostage himself. I feel those hostage takers may be poverty-stricken and need ransom money and used this scheme to survive. Although he claims to do ‘God’s’ work, I sensed he (and et al.) seem to have been assigned to investigate what goes on inside my mind. As I mentioned in my previous blogs, there are over six billion souls residing on this plant and in the third dimension (or so I’ve read somewhere).

    And tracking each person alive or profiling me, for example, is next to impossible. One would have to be omnipotent (like the ‘Almighty’) to find out how the human mind operates or at least predict the person’s next activity. And controlling one mind is a challenge indeed. Controlling my seething anger is another issue if I ever find out what really happened!

    All I could share is that I’ve been drawn into a world of knowledge. This all started with posting my personal ads via Yahoo! around 2000 because I wanted to meet people and thought this was a good way to find a friend or at least a ‘husband’. This year marked the starting point for business endeavors.

    I’ve encountered those who are themselves slaves to the current systems created by power hungry people via greed, money and envy. I learned to research online and educated myself with esoteric data that seemed too real for unaware people. I experimented and found my answers to be true (to me at least).

    So while I am still alive, I want everyone to know that the world is indeed being controlled by fear-mongers and that we need to awake up and take back what is rightfully and divinely ours – a peaceful planet. The best way is to send out love; so that love may be returned ten folds.

    P.S. I see that there has been more moisture around the western section of Africa. I am keeping my eyeballs on how people of a certain OIL-rich country are treating hard workers from other countries. I didn’t like reading a recent article about Filipino workers being kidnapped. But they were released.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

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  • 20060904-Be Nice

    Be like a river and flow.
    Be like a wind and blow.
    Be like a tree and grow.
    Be like a flame and glow.
    Be united as one and know:
    I love you wherever you go.

    I awoke around 03:30AM again to use the toilet and wanted to post my poem after reading a long-head article of universal love. But I went back to sleep instead. I do not understand how advanced beings could hover around in their spacecrafts and allow the ‘fallen’ ones continue to plague mankind on this planet.

    I suppose the process of cleaning up the ‘original sin’, whatever that is, happens to be slow going for most of us. And I could only conclude that everyone has to allow positive impulses to permeate everything if we want peace, whatever that is. I think I read too much for my understanding or concern.

    The current time is 10:40AM and the air is cold with the sun coming from behind the morning fog. I ate my breakfast alone at home and assume my parents are enjoying their breakfast and morning walk together somewhere. Labor Day is truly relaxing for now.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • Spam-Mon, 04 Sep 2006 07:42:15 +0000

    Edmound Douglas <ed_douglas1@hotmail.com> wrote:

    From: “Edmound Douglas” <ed_douglas1@hotmail.com>
    Subject: Business Proposal
    Date: Mon, 04 Sep 2006 07:42:15 +0000

    Dear,
    It is indeed my pleasure to write you this letter, which I believe will be a
    surprise to you as we have never met before, and I am deeply sorry if I have
    in any manner disturbed your privacy. Please forgive this unusual manner of
    contacting you, but this particular letter is of exceptional and very
    private nature. There is absolutely going to be a great doubt and distrust
    in your heart in respect of this email, coupled with the fact that, so many
    individuals have taken possession of the Internet to facilitate their
    nefarious deeds, thereby making it extremely difficult for genuine and
    legitimate business class persons to get attention and recognition. There is
    no way for me to know whether I will be properly understood, but it is my
    duty to write and reach out to you.

    I am the head of Accounts and Audit Department of Bank of Africa,
    Accra – Ghana .In my department we discovered an abandoned sum of $10.5m US
    dollars (Ten Million five hundred thousand US dollars). In an account that
    belongs to one of our foreign customer who died along with his entire
    family in 1998 in a plane crash.

    Since we got information about his death, we have been expecting his next of
    kin to come over and claim his money because we cannot release it unless
    somebody applies for it as next of kin or relation to the deceased as
    indicated in our banking guidelines but unfortunately we learnt that his
    supposed next of kin(his son and wife) died alongside with him at the plane
    crash leaving nobody behind for the claim .

    It is therefore upon this discovery that I and other officials in my
    department now decided to make this business proposal to you and release the
    money to you as the next of kin (We want to present you as his business
    associate ) to the deceased for safety and subsequent disbursement since
    nobody is coming for it and we don’t want this money to go into the Bank
    treasury as unclaimed Bill.
    I will give you more vital details when I receive your response for security
    reasons.
    Yours faithfully,

    Edmound Douglas
    Accounts & Audit Department ,
    Bank of Africa
    Nb. Also give me your telephone and fax numbers for easy communication
    with you.

  • 20060903-Lazy Sunday

    I awoke to a cloudy day. ‘Kali-Maw’ and I ate breakfast and ‘Shiva-Paw’ is finishing his meal. The current time is 09:39AM (Pacific Time) and I’ve briefly read articles online and decided to enter this small blog. There is hardly anything to do since everything has been organized after ‘Squirrel-Ling’ moved out of the house. Maybe I should use the vacuum cleaner upstairs. Nah!

    Sunday should be for attending mass and visiting people, such as the nicer relatives and friends, afterwards. This day should be the ‘day of rest.’ I believe resting is for those who have done too much hard work. For those who cannot afford to take the seventh day of the week, they have my prayers.

    In my opinion, working hard means to utilize one’s potential prior to becoming bedridden and useless to society. People who are wealthy and do nothing to serve humanity are at best considered lazy and useless to me. This includes producing any form of entertainment for profit and encouraging ‘beauty enhancing’ products (like blue eye shadows) and services (like plastic surgery) for the body for profit.

    Visiting the homeless shelters, nursing homes, children’s hospitals, or orphanages; funding efforts to find cures for cancers, establish stronger education (so ALL people can read and write and know what is really going on and inside the planet) or cleaner and more fuel efficient technologies; or donating knowledgeable resources to help find missing persons, bring justice to innocent folks harmed by bad people or protecting whistleblowers ( ) from bad people would be better ways spent by these wealthy folks.

    Okay, enough of my ramblings. As expressed in my previous blogs, life’s experience is the greatest lesson. I wouldn’t be throwing hints at you people via my blogs if my personal experiences lead me to believe that the nefariously, wrong odor would cross my path several times. If you want my honest opinion, I am observing how everyone treats each other. It’s that simple (me thinks). Carry-on and enjoy your ‘Sun’-day.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.