Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: fiends

  • 20110811-More Spooks

    Yesterday we sat at the back of the pews — the seventh from the front or fifth from the back. Recently this year, two sets of Filipino couples usually sit in front of us at the third pew. That morning three more THICK, Filipino people sat on the fifth pew — two were “lesbian-looking” butches with short hair and one guy to their right. This is a form of CROWDING out — whereby strangers “target” certain people, like us.

    Today we encountered one couple from the fourth pew. We were coming out of Goldilocks after eating breakfast. The conversation went on for thirty minutes in which Maw shared horror stories about relatives. Those who don’t admit anything is wrong with their families is living in SHEER denial. Paw shared too many details of people from his province and the guy didn’t know the names from so long ago.

    We learned that they were active/interested in the “Couples for Christ”. We do NOT get involved with these sort of activities from church and we do NOT donate to their causes. It is like Facebook, only real people share private details of their lives in PERSON! That’s why we will no longer sit behind these types of people, who think our family is perfect (for their shenanigans).

    People are idiots to think we would go near their cooties, attend their prayer groups at various houses and actually help losers solve their damn problems. Why would other people tell/encourage couples how to live your life or how to keep marriages “perfect” for the Lord, when the real problems are between the couples themselves? Get real! And go away!

  • 20110804-More Spooks

    At 9:54am, the Santa Clara County paramedic truck of dark blue and lime green colors sped south west on MY long stretch of road. There was a three car accident – one SUV (completely smashed in front), one cream, 4-door Honda sedan (smashed on the left side with front left wheel bent), and one SUV, which a cop was driving over the railway tracks. We were turning left homebound, was stopped at the streetlight and saw a Chinese woman with a hot pink shit sitting on the curb and rubbing her neck. A guy motioned to the cops that someone was speeding. At 10:04am, another emergency siren was heard in the distance.

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  • 20110802-More Spooks

    Well, well, well. Guess who decided to wake me up during my sleep. A bird? A planne? Superman? Nope.

    Two flying objects buzzed directly over our home at 02:00am  in the morning! The sounds were distinctly two objects.

    Both were deep LOUD! It was was so loud that one buzzed ahead of the other one, which was lumbering behind.

    The one behind was a slower fan sound, like a blimp traveling too low and against FCC regulation!!! The one ahead was deeper and louder.

    I suppose Lenny and Squiggy sent their thugs to sound off – as if I care! Sheesh! Then again I assume too much.

    If only the Feds choose the correct path and help “real” people, I am sure the taxpayers would have saved lots of headaches.

    P.S. Prior to dozing off, I was thinking about my new “online friend”, who could be one of “them” – only a “friendly”. Geriu it? Anyway, I have received several electrical jolts through the chest in reply. That’s nice.

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  • 20110728-Divorced Nutter

    While Paw watered the plants out front at around 6:00pm, I decided to replace my CA registration for the year. But in order to avoid a “close encounter” with the divorced nutter living next door to us, I had to do a “crouching tiger, hidden dragon” behind my car. The garage door was opened the whole time and prayed that I could get this done.

    I was able to remove the license plate and return to home base. After scraping off bits and pieces of the red tag and replacing it with and aqua tag, I did the stealth move again. During both times, I noticed the (white) renter moving her stuff from the house and into the dark-green, pick-up truck. But the nutter’s Honda CRV was nowhere in sight.

    Mission accomplished.

  • 20110731-More Spooks

    I noticed that my “spam comments” in my weblog site has increased for the past few days. Thank goodness the Akismet system is able to dump the naughty ones into my “spam folder”. All I could do is “Delete permanantly” and forget about it.

    But I cannot forget an article that “discloses” how one could tell if these emails are from “spooks” via Yahoo! and/or Google/Gmail. The usernames of the emails are created in such a way to designate “their family origin”.

    Now I don’t if I should believe “Beavis”, the “native” and/or his side-kick “Butthead” the fake blond for calling him and others as “spooks”, who “campaign to poison reputations”. It’s not like they are paranoid individuals.

  • 20110727-More Spooks

    So Minh is talking to Maw about her primary care physician, who raised his voice at her, his patient. He wanted her to get a stent for the heart and a treadmill test but Minh refused because she accepted her fate, a weak heart.

    The doctor is Middle Eastern in descent. They tend to “talk down” to people, especially to women. He told her that she needs these two services to avoid going “bananas in the head” and going to the retirement home.

    We had to change primary care physician from an Iranian because the Chinese doctor left the private practice for a job in the hospital.

    For example, the Iranian tossed a sample towards my parents and laughed but bent over to retrieve the medicine from the floor.

    This goes to show what a bad move America made for opening the floodgates for immigrants, illegal or not. I would NOT do business with the nasty ones.

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  • 20110726-Divorced Nutter

    We just came in after planting three flowers – one yellow Europhys and two orange marigold types. Then the divorced nutter and her ILLEGAL alien from Honduras came out to work their front yard. They made out in public after she checked her mailbox twice.

    I want them to loose their house, pronto. If their ADT service has a camera pointed on our property, which explains why they keep timing their outings with our, I want them to go to hell, pronto.

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  • 20110726-More Spooks

    Gloria, the Chinese who was born and raised in the Philippines has taken our picture with her pink camera. We are eating in Goldilocks (north San Jose, CA) and took a photo of Maw and her soon-to-be nun auntie. She bragged to Ben that she lives in a mansion with her wealthy WHITE husband and that she drives a gray Lexus SUV with CA License plate ending in 542. We made her cry. Now she hugs us.

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  • 20110723-Divorced Nutter

    At 4:22pm, I opened the garage door. When I put on my shoes I heard the divorced nutter open he trunk to a black, Mercedes SUV. Of course I was motioning to the Chinese across from her.

    At around 9:00am, we backed out our Mazda Protoge. The nutter was watering her lawn, which is mostly WEEDS, such as dandelions and crab grass.

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  • 20110722-More Spooks

    Yesterday, I left MY famous friend a voicemail message and have gotten more bad news. That means I’ll have to wait another month. I don’t have another month of patience.

    And co-incidentally, my headhunter has called for a job opportunity earlier this morning. So I called back after an hour and she returned my call, after another hour. And I’m sitting here waiting for her phone call.

    I am hoping to work again. Frankly, it is getting boring at home. If I had the skills of a handyman, like the divorced nutter’s second husband, I would do lots of home and garden improvements while un/deremployed.

  • 20110721-Divorced Nutter

    While doing yard work in the morning, I heard an old vehicle starting up its engine. The time was around 10:00am. I also heard the sound of the alarm clicking open. The second husband was en route southbound on MY long stretch of road.

    Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw his long boat of a Buick station wagon of gray stopped on MY drive. I continued sweeping up the gutter of loose leaves and debris while slowly turning left so as to keep my back towards him.

    I assume his divorced nutter has been following him to work for the past few days. I kept my back to them as I heard their cars muffle away. And then I raised feet as if to exercise my leg by showing the bottom of my feet.

  • 20110721-More Spooks

    After morning mass, we tried to buy chayote squash unsuccessfully from Safeway, which was selling the veggie at $1.99 each! We went home “disgusted” and Maw was able to make lunch: a “tinola” dish soup of chicken and fresh-cut chayote vines from yesterday and yellow banana squash from our back yard.

    Paw and I did the yard work for Friday morning’s pickup of garbage, recycling and yard trimmings. I helped prepare the table, changed into my garden clothes (which was whatever I had in the closet and drawer), donned my blue dust mask and went into the backyard to use the electric blower.

    From around 9:00am to 10:15, I’ve completed hauling eucalyptus debris from the backyard and dumping those into MY side street. With the electric blower, I cleaned up underneath the fence, the sidewalk and street, too. How is that for community service and for free, eh?

    Paw otherwise took two hours until noon-time just for his procedure of setting up his lawn mower, mowing both lawns out front and back, sweeping the loose grass on the cement and cleaning up his equipment.

    What I noticed was the city’s utitlity truck of white at around 11:00pm. It made a U-turn on MY long stretch of road. It didn’t have a chance to waste my taxpayer’s money by sitting idly by across from us.

    From now on, I plan on doing early morning yard work. The father of Leoni (a former co-worker of mine) told his family not to work under the heat of the sun between the hours of ten in the morning through two in the afternoon. It’s not good for the head.

    And thank goodness, the yard work was done because the air was already hot by the time I was finished with my supporting activity as gardener.