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Well, Dad and I came home around 1800. Dad finished reading a little book about table etiquette while he patiently waited for the completion of my dental appointment of 1630. We left home prior to 1600, arrived around 15 minutes early, was taken to room number four around 1625, but was slightly delayed due to a little boy. We waited a little bit prior to checking-in around 1615 due to a burly Mexican guy disputing something at window number one where a burly ‘Maria’ sat and worked.

I thought the dental hygienist would be cleaning the patient, like my other dentist. But for whatever reason, the clinic’s dentist cleaned my teeth! A helper asked that I demonstrate how I brushed my teeth – in circular motion. And she then demonstrated how to floss on my lower teeth.

The dentist then started out with conversation and conversed throughout the procedure. She cleaned my teeth with an ultra-sonic water tool, followed by the regular metal tool. Both hurted but I didn’t flinch due to regularly using my Sensodyne toothpaste. She said raise your left hand and don’t be shy if there is pain from the ultra-sonic cleaner.

I only had a little tartar from the bottom left, inside molar areas. She scraped all along the gun line to ensure that no tartar existed near the root. She discussed the various cleaning tools for me to take home – a rubber-tipped gum simulator, a proxabrush handle with a toothbrush and rebills and another for traveling, and ultrasoft compact toothbrush, toothpaste, and flow).

She lifted out more debris with the simulator and proxabrush, and cemented shard of tartar, which she presented to me for feeling and looking. It was like a hard seed only less than a millimeter. She said the soft plague (which can be removed from regular brushing and flossing) builds up to form that crystallized tartar. So that gooey filmy whitish stuff is the plaque being turned into tartar from the enzymes of saliva and trapped foodstuff.

The staff were already leaving around 1730 or so. Earlier one male staff member left early thirty minutes. At 1750, we managed to get the paperwork to Maria, who will call tomorrow morning or afternoon for an appointment for a filling. She left around 1755.

I hurried quickly to the bathroom for rinse my mouth with my bottle of hydrogen peroxide and used the toilet, too. Dad was waiting. I emerged from the unlocked bathroom near the obgyn and saw Dad, the security guy, and a janitor who was hauling the hefty trash bag.

In defense of the the AHA, or ObamaCare, and Medi-Cal, this afternoon’s service is rated as excellent. I got a power cleaning, power scraping, power suction, and THOROUGH professional attentiveness and anal-retentive concern from the dentist, who is Asian – part, Viet, Chin, and Flip. I’ve learned more from her than from my private dentist. I’ve been treated VERY WELL, too.

I can’t complain. I feel my gums are alive. It feels like my teeth are better aligned. My mouth feels alive! I’m grateful and thankful. I see now that compassion overrules greed. I see that while these socialized benefits and entitlements are good on a temporary basis, public service helps those who don’t know much or have the means for paid services.

I see that AHA can be improved. While showering out today’s healthcare appointments, I’m wondering if healthcare can operate like Social Security – mandatory pay deductions and/or the hybrid of ‘investing’ into the general funded pools to further ‘absorb’ and help those poor, vets, and, yes, ‘evacuees’.

In addition to my showered thoughts, I can see the batches of ‘refugees’ appears to be highly education and useful to society. (I can see that multi-multiculturalism is supposed to help reduce the corruption and ‘thug’ mentality among isolated, closed-knitted networks.) So I’m NOT entirely against in helping those who are knowledgeable and capable of ‘contributing’ back into society and help themselves and families, too.

So yeah, I read somewhere building walls are supposed to be ‘permeable’ enough to allow wildlife, including desperate humanz, to travel with certain restrictios. But if y’all wanna to reduce dependency on ANY controlling institution, y’all need to remove the mechanism on free stash and provide incentives for jobs, at least.

En route homebound from noontime mass today, Michael Savage mentioned that merit allows for humanz to climb the ladder of success. That’s why I don’t mind to temporarily support the idea of inviting those who came here LEGALLY. Again, the idea is for them to help themselves and their homelands, should they wish to return and share their knowledge and work to improve their homelands.

What has Flynn been doing lately? Nothing but home chores and driving my parents to doctor appointments, grocery stores, and other local places. Randomly, below are my thoughts from memory:

1. Whenever bad thoughts or evil influences invade my big brain, my small mind repeats the following mantra: In The Mighty Name Of Jesus Christ, Out Evil Woman! I’ll still hold those liable for placing that demonically-possessed, beheaded chicken adjacent to us.

2. Late last night and into the early morning, I was viewing YouTube videos on Islamic teachings. (During my college course electives, I took religious courses on Buddhism, Hinduism, and something else. I liked those cross-cultural studies.) Anyway, I learned about Adam and Iblis, which looked like the word ibis, a bird. So that Iblis character disobeyed God and didn’t bow down to the humanz. The pride, the arrogance was the downfall. So Iblis offered God four promises until Judgement Day to prove to God that he created humanz in error. I can see how Iblis has been testing my family and me by presenting the beheaded chicken living adjacent to us. I bow down to everyone because I’m gullible. But I keep asking in the mighty name of Jesus Christ for-giveness as I try to banish the evil spirits AWAY and back to their Source, which is Allah or God and pals. Yup.

3. Two days ago, I came across Shrimpsei’s open forum discussion forum about the ‘love frequency’. I installed and uninstalled several smartphone apps and came across one that was east to navigate but I uninstalled that one too because of the dammed adverts. Lo and behold, our front doorbell since the early 1980’s has been two tone from the love frequency! The first tone is the heart chakra and followed immediately by a second tone of the forehead chakra! With that said, I am mentally boosting the beheaded chicken and its evil spirits AWAY with these two tones and my prayful mantra. Yup.

4. I’m done scanning, except the paper photographs and film negatives. But I’m too freaking lazy to commence that daunting task. Tisk. Tisk.

5. I’ve been taking photos with my smartphone WHILE the locator or GPS feature is turned on. Going forward, y’all will see blips and burps on my whereabouts. That’s for the convenience of the alleged spooks. Thanks for having your copter silently ‘lurking’ northbound from our front door. Again, there’s a fine line between security (against the beheaded chicken living adjacent to us) and privacy.

6. Which leads me to that R.O. While Dad was picking up the two medications from our local pharmacy around 1000 this morning, which was after our early morning doctor appointment with Mom’s endocrinologist, Mom suggested that I call Sandra D. T. that county mediator. But Mom suggested a few minutes later after we parked at the pharmacy that the beheaded chicken hasn’t been bother us. Once again, I don’t have the heart to make my name public with any legalities, which was why I had called an alphabet soup – to ensure that I expressed my complaint about a separate issue many slong years ago around 2007 and before the mind-controlled activation of that beheaded chicken living adjacent to us since 2009. A poet and a dreamer seems to know what I mean. Yup.

7. Mom is much improved after taking an immuno-suppressant, which was filled 6/2/2016. (Correction: I mentioned that the treatment would have been a chemo therapy but it wasn’t.) She is much stronger and faster! Her whole body pain is little to nothing. However, she still has SOB, which is a medically acronym of ‘shortness of breath’. I should have completed my nursing degree but I was NOT focused enough in my chosen career. Sheesh.

8. Usually Tuesdays, we’d see Gloria Z, the loaded Chinese woman who speaks Filipino and is married to a German. Danny her little grand-daughter is nice to us. Last Tuesday, she returned a duster made by Mom to adjust because it was big. The previous time she gave us a triangular-shaped bottle from Spain. So she’s nice. Mom said she’s more thoughtful that the Twit Wifey. (I replied to Mom that is because Gloria is Christian.) The previous time, we met her and her grand-daughter again. Instead of a longish chat, the mother and her daughters, who are the singers of the noontime mass, intercepted the conversation. We exchanged a few words with the kids. They used to attend our local church, too. We noticed a few of our parishioners are attending this shrine. As usual, if y’all hear a loud-ass, thick Asian girl with short activated hair, singing alto sometimes, that’s moi. Y’all can’t miss the noise. Chuck attended last Tuesday mass. I greeted, half-hugged him to his left, and introduced him to Glora Z. I could tell she is freaked out by his presence. Yup.

9. Speaking of masses, I’ve been boosting the place with my prayerful mantra. I did the DC deep-breathing technique and I noticed a few reptilianz, err, parishioners fidget in their seats while Father Jonathan D sermonized during the Thursday noontime mass. The current time of this blogging is 20160624-0050AM. Anyway, I made a woman sneeze successively. She was directly behind me. I also made a tallish whitish male with a VERY short military crew up get up and leave. He sat upfront with two sons with matching crew cuts and a veiled female to his left. I know lots of humanz attending masses are cray-cray from demonic possession; so I try to boost the shit outta them for their faith. Also I noticed a tall, skinny whitish female sat down immediately from a kneeling position prior to the start of mass as soon as I started my prayerful mantra and boost. One brunette two pews in front wouldn’t stop playing with her hair. I noticed her left arm would rock forward and behind her back slowly and in rhythm. Once again, I do NOT have spiritual authority to effect anything without the will of God. Yup.

10. We already heard the short speech by PM David Cameroon of his resignation. I’m waiting for Boris Johnson to speech. My parents are asleep. My four-hour, mid-afternoon power nap refreshed me so much that I’m wide awake now! I awoke around 1818 last evening. Dad came downstairs a few minutes earlier.

11. Mel is still screaming aloud when I refuse to allow him to regurgitate his daily food unto my fingers. Sometimes, he’d offer his sacrifices unto my left elbow while I sat down at the dinner table with my back to the front door of their cage. He was fly down to the top of the acrylic tabletop, which covers the wooden table below, and talk to either my offered fingers or hands, or simply my left elbow. Bud, his elder brother tries to join into the offerings but he is chased off by this disabled brother, who can be a thug. Bud would then fly away, screeching in a series of chirps like his late dad, Bully. So every day, I have to connect with God and his creation in this manner. I am forcing myself away from oomputer and technology. It’s truly the work of the devil as it works by fire (electricity) and air (internet). This is the stuff I learned from last night’s YouTube video.

12. Humanz are of earth and water per those Islamic stories on YouTube videos. With that said, I expect the humanz to clean the oceans and lands below as instructed via the information gathering and sharing above via the computer internet. I see that consumerism is indeed polluting. I wonder what y’all can do to rectify your temptations as presented by Iblis and pals. I have much to learn by way of these advanced ALIEN technology. Yup.

13. Well, I’m down three grand in so few a month. I expect to get a temporary job soon so I could spend, or not. I feel that Mom is much improved but still SOB and slow due to her old age. Again, I’d hold the neighborhood, the county, the real estate broker, the legal helps, and other fools responsible for NOT pursuing their best efforts to reduce ‘disturbance of peace’ of my nerves and surroundings. If anything happens to this old woman, my mother, too, due to NEGLIGENCE to supervise and control the beheaded chicken living adjacent to us, y’all are gonna be, well, punished karmically, of course. Actually, call it a ‘curse’. Sorry. Yup.

14. I’m getting fat. I’ll eat until I’m happy. So see y’all on the other side. Y’all tempted humanz with your various choicest foodstuff, I cannot resist. Y’all mean well to ensure our happiness unto death, a slow one. But I see the improvement in decreasing the good stuff, such as sugars, oils, fats, whatever.

15. Yesterday from 1711 to 1744, I answered questions to a health survey conducted by a popular Southern California university. We received a letter stating the intentions and a nice two dollar crispy bill. I answered most of the questions but refused to answer the mental shit. I noticed these questions are trolling for my general inclinations towards the end. I could tell from the way Andy M slightly raised his voice. I was playing along because the ‘lead investigator’ can kiss my grits for all I care. If y’all wanna help humanz, everything will work out if y’all give us jobs, lower the price of commodities, share your cures for life’s illnesses and ailments

16. 20160624-0113AM I see Trump emerge from his white copter at Trump Turnberry Golf Resort Scotland. My god! This is so neat. He’s gotta loose some weight. He could try that OTC water pill. It works wonders for my. Das Squirrel would ask a tablet from me to keep skinny. I’m like why can’t he get his own? That’s typical of my relative – just keep asking for free-handouts. It’s all about them taking and not reciprocating Asian style for good luck.

17. Dad has been slower. But he has completed the gardening Wednesday. I noticed that he is LOUD – dropping the rake inside the wheel barrow or dragging stuff with a clud. I guess he is pissed off at the beheaded chicken living adjacent to us. He has been showing himself to her THREE video cameras and its working. He has been standing silently while I leave and return home to and from choir rehearsal. She’s insane. Cheese inquired of me if she’s quiet. I told her no – that she had her episode last Thursday after I came home from choir rehearsal. I told her that the SJPD squad car sped by but didn’t stop. I told her she will continue until she is evicted from her home. I know there is a legal means to do so. I received my incoming thoughts to give her a hard time – such as the shared wooden fence ENCROACHING into our property, harassment, disturbance of peace, and eviction. The family and her relatives are NEGLIGENT from NOT better supervising and controlling her episodes. I don’t think the caretaker is monitoring her behavior. That primary caretaker will be held NEGLIGENT and liable, too. The pastor too hasn’t done his best to ensure the health and safety of my family. Yup.

18. 20160624-0124AM. I’m still waiting for the next speech. I’m getting sleepy and may turn in around 0200AM. I’m glad the islanders unto themselves have sought to gain their independence. Are they now a sovereign nation? Again, I’m not full ‘grokking’ or understanding these works, sentences in context. So many noise. ‘UK TO LEAVE EU AFTER 43 YEARS OF MEMBERSHIP – breaking news from BBC NEWS WORLD CHANNEL. I switched channel away from Fox Business News temporarily. I didn’t know that was such as long time! My mind is still very much into business. But because I chose to ‘try out’ being poor, I can’t invest. I oould use a job after Mom gets stronger. But I’m enjoying this lifestyle at the home front. Yup.

19. I’ve yet to use the electric blower to ‘dust’ the front porch and the car port, or garage which holds two American-sized vehicles. I can see the long strands of dust attacked to old spider webs. I see old leaves and lots of spider webs.

20. The other night, I saw the biggest fattest cock roach paused in front of our oven and scuttled underneath it! I was delighted to see the sucker show itself. It’s fascinating what giants like us humanz can enjoy. I wasn’t fast enough to grab my Insect and Spider Rescue Mission capturing devices, which are a cup and a piece of a paper in either hand. The other night Mom hollered for me to capture a smaller sucker. It was hiding to the left of her toilet and ran behind it and out into her/our shared bedroom. She stepped on the baby. I didn’t approve. I was using her toilet and handed her the toilet paper to pick it up and further smash it with her fingers and step on it. My origination is to capture that elusive sucker and throw over the fence to the adjacent neighbor. The sister and/or tenants reported infestation of cock roaches inside the house. So perhaps the Santa Clara county can ‘spot check’ on the premises for infestations. That could be demonic stuff going on in there. I must been watching too much horror flicks in the past.

21. Again those critters are God’s creatures and creation – to give humanz something to observe while stuck on this hellish planet, which is really like a humongous fish bowl – with God’s firmament, say, approximately 73 miles high as per a YouTube video last night.

22. Once again, all is symbolic gestures. God is everywhere – thought, with, and in each of us. We just have to access this Truth through prayers and fasting, I guess. So it’s fruitless to fight back against this Truth. 20160624-0148AM, I’m still wide awake. Okay, I think I’m done. Until next time, toodles.

23. 20160623-1938. http://www.yourdailydip.com/blog/horrific-torture-methods-from-the-past.htm?p=9 – I was thinking this form of punishment is appropriate for the beheaded chicken living adjacent to us. So I too must reflect and hold my potty mouth in check. That’s difficult!

24. 20160623-1937. The other day and at around 1239, after we arrived home, I saw outta the corner of my eyeballs, a glimpse of the maroon-colored Dodge Caravan and the beheaded chicken. They traveled speedily from westbound. I immediately closed the garage door, turned to look past my dark shades, and saw that the bitch was stopped halfway up the sidewalk past her mailbox and looking into my general direction. I sensed that she seemed in her manic happy state. I wonder why my county isn’t better supervising, monitoring, and controlling her stalking. Huh?

25. 20160623-1213. Father Jonathan D sermonized something about gratitude and happiness. One can’t be unhappy or ungrateful for the other.

26. 20160621-1117. With Dad’s phone call and my Google Maps, my parents and I visited our local VA to get Dad his ID renewed. It will arrive in one week. The VA no longer issue cards for dependents. We also had ‘Steven’ update the spelling of mom’s name and other information such as maiden names for both, birth place, last year’s income of which I had trouble pulling online due to poor cellphone reception, etc. The treatment and care seems to be now focused for those who are active-duty personnel. We also learned that there is a threshold for entitlements and benefits. It used to be that TRICARE pays for eighty percent of VA services. But now it’s reversed and as a result, a veteran ABOVE the threshold is better off seeking medical attention outside the VA. Dad can use the hospice within 90 days and within the same 365 calendar year. That was the goal for that day’s visit – to see how Dad can be taken cared off when he is about to be a goner.

27. 20160624-0208AM. Still awake and seeing the US market tanking. I wonder if other countries will take their leave. I wonder if EU will be dismantled, as will be NATO, World Health Organization, United Nations, and globalist pals.

We’ve been tuning into Fox Business News with Charles Payne and pals.  Tonight, the beheaded chicken didn’t rear it’s demonic possessed presence when i left and arrived from tonight’s choir rehearsal. I arrived around 2105.

We’ve eaten dinner. We’re watching Varney and pals. We see that the America Stock Markets are headed downward. This signals to me to invest into the newly independent islands unto themselves.

So congratulations to the United Kingdoms Leaves The European Union! If i had the ways and means, I’d invest. I don’t understand why this is bad to America. Britain first. America first. Long live the QEII!

If other countries we’re blessed, they wouldn’t have to go through tough times. I don’t know why y’all destabilize the Middle East. Oh i see! As per my old blogs, it’s payback for the advanced ALIEN technology for the oil infrastructure.

Love the British accent, except the dry humor. I’m sure Trump is grinning and mentally saying, i told you so!

Regarding the Senate vote on gun grab.  After noontime mass today,  Manny the Cavite, invited the three of us to join him for lunch at the nearby Sizzlers. He paid. He bought the $6.99 salad deal. Mutha Fucka rebuked unto Dad and me. She said we should have gotten the more salad.

Anyway, it’s the corruption of humanz. Manny cited someone from the See Aye Hey in which arms were sold to the Philippines. However, due to social economic situations and pure greed, the humanz in turn sold their arms to the nearby power houses, namely China.

The abuse and corruption were so bad that the humanz at the political and law enforcement levels took bribes and allowed the Chinese to operate through these selling.

Due to my really freaking bad hearing impairment, this is the gist that i got through poor lip reading odd the old, blue-eyed Filipino who was looking for a companion 55 years or older.

20160619-0756, Instead of the usual sermon by a priest and invited guest from Australia spoke about how women in (Paupa) New Guinea had ‘no standing’ whatsoever. Many infant girls are left to die was one of his mentions.

20160619-0749, The invited guest mentioned a date of February 8, 2012 in a New Guinea compound.

20160618-0826, Father Jonathan D sermonized. We shouldn’t ask God ‘why’ but ‘how’..

20160618-0823, Father Jonathan D sermonized about an author by the name of Rupert Romera and praying the rosary.

20160617-1208, Mom’s gastroenterologist explained: bacterial overgrowth. Small bowels, not normal, stasis like standing water smell, not moving, bacteria not grow. Will have Mom blow into machine. augmentine rx. Sorbitol. Gum, eating fast bloating. Peppermint oil.

20160618. Mom was admitted to the emergency again. From 1045 to 1700, Dad and I stayed with her in room 17.

I had my smartphone locator turned on while I used the WiFi of the place to re-install my apps and contacts.

Her blood pressure was 220/120 Friday morning at 02:00am and then upon awakening that morning, she took her high blood pressure pills, which brought down her readings.

That sudden drop made her feel sick enough that she almost passed out at the front registration desk while signing one paperwork. The front staff didn’t want to hear much about the drop in blood pressure one hour prior to our arrival.

Her B/P was within normal range. But as she laid in bed the HR or heart rate was 144! The alarm sounded from the monitor and no one activated the BP apparatus to cross-check the stuff.

Anyway, Mony the fourth generation citizen was one of Mom’s nurse. Mony told a story that made me cry. She was praying to God for relief. And patient was screaming and being violent. She said that patient gently placed her right hand/palm against the left check of Mony and told her: It’s going to be alright. That was a message from God that Mony’s calling is to be a nurse. Mony mentioned Jay Leno by the way.

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.

20160609-0025-Daily Notes: Two minutes ago or so, I felt my heart chakra clear outward. My ears might have responded with a subtle drum-roll, of course. This was after praying to Saint Michael and to the Sacred Heart of Jesus over and over. I was trying to fall asleep on my bed and for the night but couldn’t because I was pissed off at our situation with the crazy neighbor living adjacent to us. We noticed that she has been indoors for the past two days and my parents and I are assuming that she is jobless again and thusly she is targeting me by projecting her bi-polar stuff unto moi.

20160608-1700-Daily Notes: The crazy bitch living adjacent to us was dancing and screaming in front of her opened electric garage. I saw two white guys were walking in front of our yards. From one block away, I saw a VERY elderly, tall whitish man with a baseball cap and slightly hunched shoulder, walking from the Rue, across my long stretch of road, which is blocked off due to the VTA/Bart construction, and towards my corner sidewalk. He would pause periodically, look behind his shoulders, and wait for his Bishon Friese white doggie.

She came outta her pathological episode from me, walked from her opened garage, walked across our sidewalk and said doggie at the corner sidewalk where the old man and his white dog walked. The crazy bitch dressed in yellow shirt and blue jeans. Around 1705, another white man in gray Moffett Field shirt walked eastbound from my sidewalk and towards the Rue. She was walking back towards her intra-family transferred house.

Later on, Mom showed herself to the camera by checking our mailbox and walking around my car, and that flushed the bitch out – again – thanks to her three video cameras. She came outta her closed electric garage door, when I left to go to Sprint and Costco stores earlier. We saw a red colored pickup truck and a fat Mexican guy watering her yard after we came home. She spoke with him in the opened garage.

20160611-1201. At 2348 and 2358 that evening and while trying to fall into an uneasy sleep due to being stressed out by the crazy bitch living adjacent to us, I felt a single system shock flow smoothly outta my heart chakra. Yup. I guess this is yet another confirmation of ‘unity’. Sometimes when and if I do ever remember during my meditation, I would connecting to the dork via his concentric circles and thusly so he might have replied in kind. But I don’t know for sure. He!

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Today is the second day that the cement work in front of the garden hose out front is the length and width of a third and narrow driveway. I am assuming she is going to get a renter for parking on this slab. Dad noticed on Friday (the day when our two city bins are picked-up) that the dark-green, garbage bin was placed on the sidewalk. We suspect the crazy bitch has touched our or the city’s property. We can see that her dark-green, garbage bin is placed on the sidewalk and in front of the newly cemented, third driveway to the left. There is an old two by four, six foot piece of wood propped up on this garbage bin to block anyone from messing up the cement work.

20160612-1802. A few minutes ago, Mom called Carl B and reported the incident. She will call him when our pastor comes over to anoint the sick at our home, whenever he has the chance of course. Carl B said she hasn’t showed up for singer with the C4C group at the Saturday five o’clock evening mass.

Overall we’re hoping that she will ‘go away’ by moving outta our neighborhood. Otherwise, I’ll end up filing an RO, which will appear in public searches, just as I was able locate her cellphone number, VISA status, Facebook, and other creepy photos. Sigh.

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20160611-1456. “Was riveting to see n badge works while not logged into phone.” {In this note, I was testing my new online synced notes. As y’all can see, I was too lazy to edit my notes. I meant to say that I was pleased to see a badge off the ‘edge’ of my replacement smartphone and noticed that I can open this application without swiping the phone with either my patter, pin, fingerprint to log on.

20160611-2054. Testing that works downloaded from clouds. {Again, I didn’t bother editing this test note.)

20160611-1203AM. Testing again. (I think that I was sitting on the toilet and processing a poop.) Had tried saving nuts nits bites boys notes (This note doesn’t make sense.) Opp Opposed (This one was placed in the middle like a drawing with one scratched line above. I was thinking of a Trump rally in which an audience member hollered aloud TPP and then Trump might have followed-up with OPP, of which Obama and Fallon spoke a poet rhyme on television, which I didn’t watch in full.)

20160611-1202AM. st Hope do you’re going (This one turned out to be list with a check box in front. The damn replacement smartphone was slippery to the touch and I had a heck of a time controlling the shit with my fat finger tips.) How do toy take wick boys (This one is too weird because I cannot control the text.)

20160612-1821. Last night I view the recent YouTube by XP2 and I noticed the young lad seemed ‘worn’. I think he’s been a gamer WAY TOO LONG and his loudness could be affecting his health but NOT his popularity.

Anyway, his Satan voice-over is VERY difficult to decipher and I would risk my hearing by increasing the volume to my tiny earhole plugs, just to get a clear understand of the rants. For example, Satan tells XP2: “Happy Birthday, you fat bitch!” And XP2 would look above his head and scream back at Satan. Hilarious sheets!

20160612-1541. At 1538, Mom got off the phone with Jay, who revealed unto us that the crazy bitch living adjacent to us is gonna sell her house! We were both revealed an anxious to hear such good news. But until that happens, I won’t believe it. Huh.

Anyway, Jay said that the neighbor had bi-polar and could hurt us and informed su to be careful around her. He said that she couldn’t visit his corner house (located directly eastward of my sidewalk) because she was charging us of bringing food to the elderly Manage Candy C and him. Weird.

We also learned from Jay that she chopped a perfectly avocado tree due to see JUAN F. her second husband, was sleeping inside my car and upstairs inside our home. That’s grounds for her extreme paranoia and my endangerment.

Jay further shared with us that she has been targeting repair shop, especially one that is located somewhere near White Road and McKee Road. She is reported to visit the manager of one repair shop. The manager happens to be a friend of Jay, who informed him that the neighbor is a ‘loose cannon’.

So when the staff members were informed of her presence, they guys just let her talk and talk and talk. She would constantly inquire on the whereabouts of the manager of that repair shop. But the staff is aware of her behavior and let her talk and talk and talk.

And it so happens that Jay has lots of ‘bar-kah-dah’. He informed his friends to ‘stay away’ from her. And maybe that’s why we NO LONGER hear her talking VERY loudly on Obama’s paid cellphone early in the freaking morning recently!

Prior to speaking with Jay, Mom spoke with Manang Candy C about her health, Mike, Jay, and then the neighbor.

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After noontime mass, I took my time and bought my car some gasoline. I enjoyed the slow drive home. Today, I received a triangular-shaped HOST today; while last Sunday, I received an oblong-shaped HOST. The previous host greatly affected me as I felt the prickly waves creep behind my hairline and above my jawline. I smoothed down my hair in acknowledgement. The Holy Spirit descended unto moi that day!

20160612-1312. 20160612-1309: My parents and I are eating lunch. At 1236, I called the cellphone number of our local pastor and inquired about the process of filing a complaint with the office rectory. He suggested correctly that I should get a restraining order against the neighbor on the grounds that I certainly do feel threatened by her presence and by her words. Mom expressed her disappointment to our pastor and why he has allowed someone with a divorced, potty mouth to hold the Body of Christ (Eucharistic Host). Sigh.

At around 1238, I tried calling the SJPD non-emergency line and then decided to call the emergency 911. I spoke to a representative who told me that we are more than welcomed to call back if she disturbs the peace again. Ugh! I think the recent passage of our Measure or Initiative is supposed to improve the 911, emergency response, etc.

I called the emergency 911 because the neighbor was screaming out loud into the air and running around – “neighbors, help, help, I’m being assaulted” – and that she had been banging on the front doors of three neighbors across from our homes. The 911 representative told me that the ccps can’t do anything because by the fourth house, her noise died down.

At 20160612-120956 and 20160612-122018, I recorded two smartphone videos. The audio recorded her stating that she was being assaulted and that I am the mistress of whoever. I repeatedly announced aloud to her that she is being recorded proper. Mom and I were standing in front of my car and staying silent, which obviously bugged the shit outta her as she ran around the neighborhood.

I think that I might have heard her slightly autistic daughter (mid-20s) squeak from inside the opened garage. The whole incident was fascinating to witness. I forgot to say Dad’s prayer during the whole ordeal: “In the name of Jesus, go away!” Sigh.

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So tomorrow, I’ll have to do the freaking leg-work to call a lawyer to assist with the R.O. I think my skin is starting to thicken up a bit. But I’ve a long way to RELAX, because I’m have a difficult time coming off the effects of ‘butterflies’ in my stomach. I wanted to remain outta public searches but if y’all see my name and an attached R.O., then y’all know I’m not kidding. Blah!

1036, We finally arrived at mom’s doctor appointment after leaving home around 1015. There was an accident,  a flipped over truck, that triangular-shaped cement on westbound 237. Police blocked all lanes. Traffic is diverted to southbound 85. We didn’t follow the Google map, but instead I took the next street intersection, upturned into the opposite road and found ourselves fifteen minutes into the late appointment.

0936, saw I stranded gray truck of the emergency lane. The dirty back door had words reading, “Free Mike Fisher, Taxpayers are jailed”. Our something like that. With that said, we should pay our taxes to avoid jail. It is a form of payback for living in America and for protectionism of general welfare.

Last night we watched the live Trump really in Albuquerque, New Mexico. A few notable pointers, doing business means coming an opportunity to buy at low prices, such as worthless papers of security-backed mortgages. (We were listening to El Rushbeau.) Comments by Hill-Larry (for) POTUS and Pocahontas Warren are crazy- They make Trump sound heartless. Mom and I were excited to finally hear the mainstream ad nauseum media liven up, except MSNBC. They keep trying to put Trump down.

20160524-2016, while eating dinner,  I had a thought on the word conservative, which is to conserve, but different from preserve. Con-Serve, means to serve against self.

20160523-2024. Mom was watching the mainstream ad nauseum news media on television and she didn’t like the platform of socialism spewed forth by the democratic liberals. On the example of Trump, he already is paying taxes for state and federal. And for the agreed price, workers are given jobs.

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20160523-below are mom’s post dinner stories of her childhood. I’ve been thinking of she misses her OLD family, the ate waiting for her in heaven.  I don’t know why she chooses to stay on this hellish planet – to give us part of her swollen hell of SOB and part of her highly critical wisdom?

2015, Her mother used a grinder stone  with groves for the rice flour to come out.  This missing grinder stone was given from her mother. She returned the grounded rice to a dessert  cake known as ‘bingbingka’.

2013, Her dad user to harvest coconut and cooked a dish called ‘soosoo’ which is made with coconut, how he built a fire with coconut husk, how he would blow into the fire to make smoke bigger. Her mom left a whole fish object-scales and innards, placed over the fire, and removed the burnt parts, and served cooked fish while hot.

2012, mom and the other children were told to leave the constriction premises and to avoid injury, but they were chased by her eldest neither senyong if they didn’t listen.

2012, mom’s younger and shortest sibling, ume, was beaten up by their mother. He stopped drinking as a result.

2011, mom recalled how the kids would sit on a long wooden bench made outta VERY HARD ‘nara’ wood and created by her dad.

2010, Her mom world split a small banana in half after meak times and served the pieces to the children.

2008, mom recalled how her dad harvested fresh chicken eggs and mashed the contents into the white rice, measured the small portions with his fingers, and carefully served the meager food to the children. Her parents won’t eat until the children had their fill and the children were spanked if they didn’t easy their alloted meals, if they breathed steam into the drinking glasses, or if they didn’t wash their fingers in bowl of water.

2007, the were fruit pairs growing in the school premises, where the children gather ‘sampalock’ fruit and other sweets from underneath the trees.

2005, At sundown, the people would walk to very end of town where they would gather and eat fruits of guava and santool, and they would sit down at big rock, watched as sun would go down, and the rice in the winds, and Maya birds on the rice, which was sweet smelling.

2004, Mom, her elder sister pasing, and her younger siblings Ume and Aida would pickup ‘lanzonez’ fruits from the ground.

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1950, mom watched the mainstream ad nauseum news media on television and heard Duck Dynasty, Phil Robertson, who helped people. I was thinking his beard looked Muslim, another version, only mountain men instead of desert men.

20160523-0830, we were watching the mainstream ad nauseum news media about foreign policy. I had a thought about if Trump would bomb them while they were distracted and weakest during Ramadan

20160522-2241. Mom was watching a televised commercial, on ARTHI-D3, 800-305-1472. I was thinking ‘business as usual’ since no real cures against illness is ever sold to the poor and general public. I was thinking what makes the difference between these products and those found on Infowars.com. For all my concern, the naturalists are rebellious spirits. And the profit-seeking crony capitalists do nothing to alleviate illness, except the wallets.

20160522-0802, I didn’t like the sermon by Father Jonathan, the Filipino priest who sings VERY clearly in tone like Clem, our fearless choir conductor. The priest spewed forth child development crap about how the head of the household is suppose to foster connections with the daughter. The experts are idiots, since they don’t understand some males are weak and low-energy and have been beaten down by their caretakers and parents, like Dad, and thusly they are ill-equipped to handle wild-children, like my paternal cousin Shill.

20160522-0753. The sermon by Father Jonathan included the words presence, patience, and perseverance. That’s too bad my paternal Uncle Ver couldn’t keep up.

20160522-0024. In this paranormal event, I was lying in bed and had a lucid steam after asking Jesus Save Me from impaired faculties due to lack of understanding those whose facilities are already impaired. I then heard single pop upon wall located at foot of my bed, which is facing the crazy bitch living next door to us. Thereafter, she seems to no longer have her psychotic episodes.

20160521-1140. After I opened my bedroom window upstairs, while Sad sat processing paper that I could have shredded easily, I peered outta closed wooden blinds and saw a couple walking westbound on my drive. There was a thick burly black in black gray outfit, backward baseball cap, listening to smartphone via earplugs, followed by brunette whitish female wearing hot pink long sleeve. I sand one verse of that cray-cray song.

20160520-1213. While the freakishly tall and gaunt reptilian sermonized, I saw Father Thomas use his middle left finger above his upper lip after mentioning relationships without love means one is using them.

20160519-2108. When I came home from choir rehearsal, I noticed that the crazy bitch living next door to us had her electronic garage door wide open. When I went inside our home, Mom reported to me that the psychotic woman had the electronic garage door wide open around the time that Dad hauled both our garbage and recyclable binds to street

20160519-1318. After our errands, we traveled southbound on MY long stretch of road. Inoticed a medium gray-colored pickup truck parked inside the meridian with its driver side window rolled down. A whitish guy was holding a silverish-colored smartphone horizontally. After traveling around 40mph for one-quarter mile and in the rear view mirror, I saw the driver make a upturn northbound and towards the busy intersection of cameras.

20160519-0740. My old nagging thought indicated that the war on women is in reality a distraction on the war on children. Those who continue to play the ‘women card’ are only protecting those of adult age consent.

20160518-2205. After chores, Dad reported to us that the crazy neighbor held the cellphone at waist level, not near her ears and spoke aloud about dad gardening. Dad stood up and stared her down. She went away. I’m still shamed that the county refuses to lock her up in the asylum.

20160518-1129. Regarding the slow-ass TSA debacle. That’s just to hire more humanz. I my thoughts the pat-downs are supposed to stop the mercenaries, who are paid to do a job. But those willing to bypass the system by paying their way through the line may allow the crooks easy access. I was thinking along the long line as carpooling lanes and HOV payments.

20160518-0835. I forgot why i entered this note about the ‘chimpanzee-like rhetoric’ coming from Trump. But MSNBC had been known to use unfavorable descriptive adjectives that I find humorless.

20160517-1146. In this thought, I directly attribute humanz to computers, whereby events and consciousness CAN BE restored, deleted, backed up. I was thinking of transhumanism and how robots are replacing imperfect humanz, starting with manufacturing, mining, and other boring, repetitive, and tedious job functions.

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At round 1830, I awoke from my two-hour mid-afternoon nap. The opened window allowed fresh air to flow through the half-closed wooden blinds.

At around 1328, Dad dropped off our Voter By Mail Ballots into the slots of the Voters of Registrars where humanz were voting for their preferences. I took three photos of Dad – one at the drop-off box, two with balloon characters – a brown bear and an Uncle Sam. Mom stayed inside the MB E430. She was totally unconscious but awoke upon our arrival.

Earlier, we travelled on nice and slow on good traffic, though there was an accident in Hillsdale off NB HWY 101. And thusly we arrived at the doctor’s appointment where the kidney doctor can’t do anything about medication. Mom’s kidneys were stable so it’s safe for her to take the chemo drug for inflammation.

Then we headed homebound and ate good lunch of chicken tortilla soup, chicken nuggets and Mom’s cooking. Then my parents poked me to call so I could take advantage of the free health care, which isn’t free at all. So reluctantly I went.

For ten minutes from 1443 to 1453, I was able to schedule a general checkup, which is really an evaluation, and dental checkup, which is really an evaluation based on the health of the gums, and an eye checkup, which doesn’t cover eyeglasses.

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During the mid-morning, choir mass on Sunday yesterday, the crazy bitch living next door to us served as communion minister. I might have overhead the two choir members behind me say something in Filipino that the talk didn’t help stop her from attending.

The psycho wore a red outfit. I noticed that she didn’t look in the general direction the whole time except when she was lined up on ‘stage’ where her face was behind the white candles on the table. I stared her down through the candles from afar and I saw that she lowered her head slowly. The indwelling spirit of that crazy bitch is totally deceptive.

Anyway, she seemed to smile and laugh from the pew. I motioned to the short-haired woman sitting to her laugh. I saw her look in my direction, looked away and smiled at the same time. I saw that Cely S was sitting to her right again. She might be senile after Mom alerted her long ago.

I also alerted the audience prior to her approaching and leaving the stage with the required bowing. I saw that the audience directly opposite facing or sitting in the east section of the seat look at the pew area where she sat. I sensed that others sensed my signals and thusly they lowered their heads. I lowered my head too and shook it slightly to emphasize the severity of the situation.

After mass I inquired of Chuck why Ching was missing and he replied that she was at the PI for three weeks. Amy also replied at the same time the same thing. I left and noticed that his son was headed towards the parish hall where humanz were gathering to chit-chat. I saw lots of food being brought into the place. A tall pinkish elderly guy directed human traffic and informed me to come and chit-chat. I was not having anything to do with them as my family and I were betrayed by that local parish.

But I sensed that the key individuals were alerted because I noticed that certain individuals would bring their child up on the choir box to block my view from the audience or someone would be nearby. Thelma B the politician served as liturgy minister and during the Prayer of the Faithful, she mentioned the Santa Clara County. Once again, bad things will happen to those who don’t stay vigilant. I serve an unknown purpose though victimized. Weird.

Oh, I noticed too that the psycho bitch smiled and laughed at the pew. Her face wasn’t gaunt or possessed. On Saturday my previous blog mentioned her violent episode when Dad and I left for errands. On Sunday she was calm. But after the mass, I barely saw outta the corner of my left eyeball how close she was. I might have heard her giggling. So her demonic possession is still active.

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On Saturday,  we attended morning mass and noticed a sign placed upon the severely chopped rose tree. The sign said ‘smile you are on camera’. I wonder what come-back I could play to remind her of her demonic sins. But so far, I see no reason to fear due to the effort she employs – three cameras, bright blue night spot lights, and automatic motion sensors. It’s to our favor since I sometimes forget to lock my doors and roll up my windows. Behehe. So the Lawd Gawd is protecting me from her. Her cameras are probably hooked up to ‘them’ but she’s so stupid that stuff can be intercepted by ‘them’. Behehe.

Dad and I went out to do errands after breakfast. It was around 1130. Dad and I attended a local job fair at his former employer which is number two on the list of hiring, next to the military. The ‘walk-thru’ of registering online was VERY helpful. But I haven’t applied yet. But submitting the application, the FBI investigates the background! Behehe. So await my job application and have a ball – there’s lots of ‘gaps’ in my work history. I’m embarrassed.

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20160428-2101. I attended choir rehearsal. And our fearless leader sometimes share his vast knowledge in music. For example, we rehearsed Gradual (or Locus iste) by Anton Bruckner. Towards the end of the music, fifth and fourth measures, the lyrics were: ‘a Deo, Deo o’. From here he mentioned how this effect produces and echo which reverberates nicely in European cathedrals. Gabrielli is also a compose that employs this technique. Then his mother who sits on my left mentioned that we all should go to Europe.

20160427-0818. Mom continued with her breakfast story about her mother and how she saved cash for her son’s appendix operation and anesthesia. Back in those days, there was no social programs. People lived off their real properties and shared what they can. There were some businesses that thrives. But my maternal grandmother worked as a fisher and farmer, saved cash for taxes of the real properties, Xmas celebrations, and other emergencies.

20160427-0809. Mom continued with her breakfast story. Palaman Sa Bso, Salscot, Bangka. I forgot the translation.