Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: fiends

  • 20111114-More Spooks

    The woman who helped dispense our eyeglasses was a reptilian. She would flick her tongue out like the French woman with the blue-colored, “feline eyes“. The “flicking” action I keep mentioning is more like a slow lick on both lips with the tongue stopped in between the teeth, leaving, say the tip of the tongue showing and then retracting it back into the mouth. Her eye color was hazel, I think. She had “blood-shot” eyes. These types of eyes would seem to have some sort of “light pink” eye liner to further express the “redness” in the white part of the eyes. She was helpful in suggesting to have Maw get the lens on an old frame done to see if the new ones feel better than the second pair, in which case she could give those for change later on.

    The little one that wrote stuff in Maw’s chart was an Asian. We talked about her “diminutive stature” of say four feet. I would assume that she is Chinese because she turned her back to me and showed me the bottom of her left shoe while taking notes before the eye doctor showed up. I thought she could have been Vietnamese. But her English is straight and TOUGH like any medical personnel.

    Other spooks include the Asians riding up and down my road as if they own the taxpayers’ turf.

  • 20111112-More Spooks

    14:44pm: Saw white guy riding a mini-powered scooter eastbound on MY drive. He wore a dark blue jacket with white strips on both sleeves, light blue heans and a dark blue baseball cap.

    09:06am: Saw two Asian Indian couples walking northbound. The husband was many steps in front of his reptilian wife. (She would look up at the workers. Her eye sockets were VERY deep and wide-set into her head. The coloration of her eyes were “dusty” looking.) He was wearing a turquoise-colored turban and sported the normal, thick beard of salt and pepper color. She wore a light olive-colored hoodie. They both wore light brown colored clothes.

    8:25pm: Saw white guy riding bicycle going westbound on MY long stretch of road. He wore black outfit.

  • 20111109-More Spooks

    During this morning’s mass, Tai lead the songs but as usual she is totally out of tune! I tried to out-sing her and keep her in tempo. But the poor old lady has problems, which I whispered into Maw’s ears after she interrupted Father “Mike” sermon.

    Of course, the priest looked directly at me because I was being a loud mouth, a middle-aged, mis-behaving type of gal! Hehehe! Later in the parking lot, an old Filipino lady came to Maw and proclaimed how some patches (obviously medical-type electrodes) helped the shooting pain stuck in her lower left leg.

    Two days ago, Poi intercepted us and started bragging about her connections with all the parish in San Jose. People don’t realize Rachel stopped bringing her out to breakfast. Even friends can fall out when someone likes to free-load on generous hearts. She then reserved three tickets for some sort of dancing fuctions with our local parish.

  • 20111109-More Spooks

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    After church and en route to mail off Paw’s envelop to the post office, Maw exclaimed that there was graffiti on our fence. My blood pressure went up when I caught a glance at the offense. But I had to calm down and concentrate on driving.

    Then we went to get gas for Paw’s MB E430. While waiting in the car, I told Maw that it’s a divine sign to get rid of the bending fence and sloped cement slabs. And that perhaps THD and pals probably wants more of our business. She said if I had money to pay: But since the FAT BASTARD and pals have not repaid what belongs to me (MY HARD EARNED CASH) after eleven slong years, I told her heck no. (In my mind, if everygthing is supposed to be mine, they should pay now instead of wait later. But they don’t think like us kids. To me that’s selfish.)

    After buying gasoline for the car, we went home. At 9:10am, I attempted to call the Graffiti and Litter “hotline” at 408-277-2758 (three times). But the voice messaging system instructed us to call the 866-249-0543 number. At 9:20am, the Graffiti Protective Coating Inc. cleaned up the fence with high powered water spray. They did the rest of the neighborhood. Maw almost cried and almost hugged David in gratitude. Of course, there are lots of free spaces where people won’t get into trouble. Only REAL art count, not the ones done by CIA operatives on OUR place!

    We had Sara from THD called Paw to say the city messed up our permit for a new roof. Paw is so senile that he kept repeating and asking/verifying how they will start on Friday instead of Thursday, which would be the time I unload my HARD/yard work, which I loved doing recently.

    Then Osvaldo, the roof installer came by to take a look at the public post (which is attached with blue tape next to our front door) first and then our property.

    Later at around 13:00pm, Fred (with his amigo) from Valdez Upholstery came by to pick up our fabric of eight yards and eight seat templates of wood/cushion. They will replace the wood/cushion and do a welting on the bottom of each new upholstery! They give EXCELLENT service (as per their black logo on the back side of their white van).

    Overall, private businesses, sellers, contractors and the workers know what they are doing. It’s the customers, buyers, clients and the bosses who sometimes don’t understand their line of work and quick/professional communication skills. I guess Paw and I got excited and let our emotions/adrenaline cloud our better judgment, except Maw who understands everything! Hehehe.

  • 20111106-More Spooks

    I’ve downloaded “Android‘s leading compass”. When I open this app, I noticed that the address belongs to the divorced nutter living next door to us. That means my location might be hidden and the energy waves are being directed at the wrong house, thanks in part to Shrimpsei’s CB, which is located due south of 180 degrees and near the corner of the shared fence next door to us.

  • 20111107-More Spooks

    Paw was a “mad man” as Maw apologized to the poor apricot tree, whose MAIN branches of bearing fruits were chopped by Paw. I punished Paw by making him (via Maw, of course) saw off the four wooden legs of Maw’s orchid shed with both the circular saw and his OLD hand-held saw. I busied myself with sweeping up the leaves and removing the leaves from the main branches/limbs of the poor tree until Maw hollered that we forgot her eye appointment at 1:30pm. That’s my punishment to her too for being an overbearing foreman. This went on after breakfast all the way to 6:30pm at night.

    At around 12:32pm or earlier, I saw how a large WHITE truck with a crane arm and/or bucket waiting across from our street. It had a VERY large, dark-colored window, which seemed to stretch as far as the driver side door. I stayed for a few minutes until we removed the floating middle piece to Maw’s shed. I mumbled under my breath something about our city being communist and flicked off my fingers several times at the vehicle and at the low flying planes overhead earlier that morning.

    Then at around 2:30pm to 3:00pm, Ben and Minh came by with their grandson Derek, who played “boo”, his scary Halloween, with my parakeets; while the four old people talked with each other. They picked up their specially made “netting” of black color from Maw’s dismantled shed last week; so they could use it to cover their chayote squash, which the damn Asian‘s next door stole on behalf of Buddha. That fat bastard sucks, always smiling and laughing at people who offer food and drink because of tradition.

    Later on that evening and while I was still removing/separating leaves from branches, I heard one LOUD car attempting to make rubber markings (donuts) on MY long stretch of road. But I told it through my mind’s “mouth” to shut-up, get a life, and tell your superiors to die because people are working quietly in the back yard.

    Of course, the divorced nutter was quietly making sounds of throwing away stuff. We could hear her slamming the poor doors — garage and fence. Later after I took a shower, I went to close the blinds upstairs in my bedroom window and saw a red ladder between her persimmon tree and our shared fence. The fools don’t eat the fruit! So right there the creep wanted to look over the shared fence and into our property. But thanks to the spread of the pomelo tree and the sailboat material — both offered some privacy from this possessed one. I wonder how the workers for our roof would handle her behavior from up there. Hehehe.

  • 20111108-More Spooks

    During the noontime mass of OLP, a TALL, white old guy sat two pews in front of us. I could see the side of his right face turning red with a white, “cold” spot somewhere on his right cheek. A creepy half-balding white guy with hairy forearms and sat one pew in front of us. A Filipino woman sat behind me and sang OUT OF TUNE. After she let out a couple of coughs, I flicked her off with my right middle finger by scratching the back of my head. I even let out a small fart to offend her nostrils. At 12:33pm, the priest gave me the host. And the little altar boy clang his “bread catcher” with the chalet of “bread”, which was held by the priest. I noticed a “holy one” praying with his head slightly down. Of course, the sunshine was streaming nicely upon his blond noggin. Hehehe! He’s cute, by the way.

    Addendum: We arrived 11:00am at OLP. While Maw napped inside my car, Paw and I walked counter-clockwise on the circular path in front of the metal statue. I amused myself at a couple — a short Asian and a white man. At 11:30am, we were finished with three slow circuits because I didn’t want to ruin my “cheap” by comfortable shoes. Paw went to use the toilet and I went to fetch Maw. I saw two people to my left but hid behind Maw’s straw hat. Later the same faggots (one “famale” and her butch hiding her boobs behind a thick sweater) were walking towards us. I told Maw what they were but she didn’t care.

    While shopping at Calico Homes, I noticed one old lady staring at us and probably from Maw and Paw talking too much with Jeni, who helped us set up the labor for reupholstering the slipcover and cushions. Afterwards, we went to Costco, where I mentioned under my breath how we are given only a limited time to be “free” until we all go back to “normal”. I flicked her off too as she looked into the mirror over a display of jewelry. I feel like getting my hair cut shorter for kickers.

  • 20111105-More Spooks

    For the past two days and today, we have been getting noticeable increase in the strange vehicles making rounds in MY neighborhood. This was due to CONTRACTORS parked out front of our home! Your friggin’ morons!

    One was a WHITE “smoking guy”. H was brunette and wore a thick, wrap-around shades. He had his driver’s side window rolled down, had his left arm hanging with a cigarette in hand and drove his BIG red, jacked-up long-bed truck southbound on MY long stretch of road.

    Then at around 1:36pm, when the electrician went to get equipment from his truck parked on the left side of the our drive way in order to re-route the security light fixture from the side wall facing the street, another strange vehicle came southbound on MY long stretch of road and turned left into a rue. The dark blue corvette had it windows rolled down. A very BLACK-skinned man was the driver.

    Anyway, you fools aren’t doing your job all that well. Can’t you take a hint with my rants? I’m still stuck here in this old neighborhood. I really want to move out and away from the area where I grew up and worked. I just want my own pad for once.

  • 20111105-Divorced Nutter

    While the sales consultant was drafting another contract for a new gutter and downspout, I went outdoors to see the paint color on the downspout. It looked like two downspouts on the northeast side would have the “Old Town Gray – 06; whilt four downspouts on the southwest side would have the “30 White – 01″. The gutter will be “Old Town Gray – 06” and the gutter cover would be “Tuxedo Gray”. But I couldn’t identify the colors on the southwest wall while the divorced nutter was outdoors.

    I really hate the bitch. She and that one-eyed illegal ALIEN must leave town. Anyway, her white car has not been seen in the driveway for the past week or so. And only today, she had it parked on the left driveway outdoors. We believe she is using the maroon/red-colored Dodge-like van to get around town. The handy man’s gray Buick station wagon has been parked for more than two days in front of the pink house of Andy, the Chinese.

    The time would have been around 11:45am. We the white Honda CR-V left the driveway and went northbound on MY long stretch of road.

  • 20111104-Divorced Nutter

    Yesterday at around 7:40am, we were leaving our driveway to attend Friday morning’s mass. We saw the renter carry a black-colored object the size of a computer tower/speaker from the “front door” into his gray-colored mini-station wagon. I sensed the fools next door lost yet another renter that day. Gee! I wonder why? Could it be that she is opening up his mail, making noise and being annoy, everyday?

    Anyway, when we got back from mass ar around 8:40am, we saw the side door of the shared fence open. And out came the divorced nutter to haul her recycle bin inside to the back yard. I grabbed Paw’s electrical garage door opener and immediately closed the garage behind us as soon as I parked his Mazda Protoge inside the garage. That man will never speed up his thinking!

  • 20111104-More Spooks

     

     

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    At 12:37am, the project manager called our land line and a few minutes later he was here to do pre-installation inspection for our leaky roof problem. He had Paw sign the papers and then at 2:11pm he was gone.

    As per my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone on 11/04/2011 at 09:08am, the sales consultant arrived at our home on 12:11pm yesterday. Maw exchanged stories with her wise words to make the old guy feel good.

    When I took some photos of our shingles at around 14:27pm and stood between Maw to my left and Dean to my right, he started loosing his voice! He coughed slightly a few times. I responded in “his language” by letting out a few frequencies of coughs and the clearing of my throat, assuming that he understood. I couldn’t tell if he was turning green but his buck teeth remained intact.

    By 3:00pm, he finished his sales pitch and sounded normal again.  As per my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone on 11/03/2011 15:11pm,  He left our home at 3:11pm. He was cordial enough to send me two emails regarding his thanks and the next step with Sarah and Eric and how his wife bought two persimmons ($0.59 each) from Trader Joe’s but were over ripe compared to our delicious one dozen persimmons from our backyard.

  • 20110124-More Spooks

    At 04:20pm, the one-eyed, illegal ALIEN is powering up his circular saw softly. I’ve a feeling that the free standing “shed/patio/rented room” is being disguised by a LONG ladder that he lashed horizontally onto the facing wall to our shared fence with blue-colored cord. Yesterday evening there was a faint smell of paint coming from their backyard. I wonder what other “home/garden” improvement these people are doing without city code/approval.

    Last Saturday evening, lots of low rumbling vehicles were riding up and down MY long stretch of road. It could have been the creatures’ way of mourning their fallen motocycling comrade or something.