Tag: flynnspaws-old

Blog Views on this and all sites http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2018/07/blog-views-on-this-and-all-sites.html

“each of us is right for OUR OWN LIVES, at our own levels.”

First, count your blessings, Don.

Second, we deserve each other as assigned and/or as needed (PRN).

(It’s a medical terminology that I learned while volunteering at this hospital, err, assisting Mom with her freaking ON-DEMAND needs.)

I forgot to mention that VJ the blackish dental assistant with graying hair shared her insights, reflecting the above quote.

I followed up my saying something along the line of ‘handling burdens’ (on the shoulders, much like the crucifixion of Jesus Christ) that’s neither too great nor too small and/or that the SACRIFICE is perfect and suitable to each soul.

(Did I form the wordings clearly enough, you stubborn humanz?!)

Whatever! I have to learn NOT to blog with TONES that are TOO preachy or TOO revolutionary.

Once again, Mom has rebuked unto moi that my mouf (like a la Dashie) is too nasty. Huh.

Then she claims I’m the only one that seems to care (enough to hover around her.) True.

To Google and pals,

If y’all are gonna censor stuff, why not stop your own kinds from lying and deceiving? I’d like to see how y’all come outta the very mess y’all have created.

Thanks,

Flynn B-watching y’all with my eyeballs…

Dear diary,

Today’s idyllic lifestyle has been met with the strong cool summer breeze. Chores of doing breakfast and cleaning up kitch and parakeet have been done. I’m now snacking on sweet foodstuff, such as yogurt with chocolate chips and hazel nuts and oatmeal with strawberry and cream. I’m also finishing up my cold second cup of coffe.

Anyway, I thought I’d share my OLD incoming thought regarding Respondent living directly adjacent to us and DG’s chemtrail buster by Josh, a Mason. So, one time as directly by the Holy Spirit (I guess I’ll give credit to the Holy Ghost for these sort of opportunities for observations), I saw the bitch using her backyard gardening hose. She directed the water up and OVER our shared wooden fence. I saw that she was watering my chemtrail buster.

I read somewhere online that some humanz can see the blue flames coming up and off the copper pipes to these chemtrail busters. Since then, I didn’t have the heart to get angry at her. But I still flick her off with or without her presence. I’m sick of these sort of things. But it does happen.

Now, it so happens that Mom always interrupts me because she knows I’m having fun bloggin without her. She said it’s time to eat lunch. And she wants to be served. I wonder if she is emotional in the head and needs that much attention. I know she is garnishing attention, way too much. But she is still in recovery mode. So I’ll cut this weblog post short.

Sincerly,

Fuh Fuh B.

Behiold! After all these years and after praying to the Lawd Gawd, I asked him: Can y’all please inspire my small mind to cook an intact egg?

Being the impatient fool that I am, I’ve finally perfected my cooked egg with whatever tools we had available at home.

I’d warm the pan, place the egg inside the pan, turn off burner, remove pan from burner, cover with a lid, wait about five minutes, flipping ‘egg over easy’ halfway, and Voila! Good appetite!

20180609-1036. P.S. Today we each ate fried eggs. Mom likes hers gooey in the middle. Dad likes his cooked. I like mine semi-soft in the middle. I served Dad the egg in the above photo. I ate mine with 21-grain bread by Dave from Costco and with mayonnaise, which makes the sandwich taste good and slippery for swollowing. Yup. I can make good sandwiches. (Read between the letters.)

Quite the thuggish feminist http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2018/06/quite-thuggish-feminist.html

My cup runneth over. And it ain’t Texas Tea!

It’s the end of the world as we know it…

Behold! It’s almost 1355 pm, as Dad and I finished our thirty minute walk around the park, underneath the WARM sunshine. The sky is crispy and clear blue. We’re gonna pick up Mom from exercising at The Y, on the NuStep 4TR recumbent bicycling equipment.

Anyway, my eyeballs were directed to the odometer of Dad’s Mazda Protege and of course ‘they’ won’t stop giving me my daily bread of numerical values.

Usually, the car is parked when I would notice these double to triple digits. This time the car was stopped and I took the above image.

Do NOT doubt unto moi, Evil Kitty! Fuh!

I checked my email received from auto-reply@usps.com this morning and saw the following update:

Delivered

June 8, 2018 at 9:56 am

Delivered, Left with Individual

SANDY, UT 84070

20180608-1334.

After one week of waiting, my spit was delivered. But this is the first time that the USPS indicated that an individual (probably a CIA agent) had picked it up! OMG! I’m gonna be cloned!

Anyway, I don’t believe there is an accurate AND reliable modern technology to determine one’s ancestry based on a small spit sample.

So two weeks ago or so, Das Squirrel told us that he submitted his spit. I asked him if he used floss to get rid of any leftover foreign food material, especially meat stuff.

And I made a point to him that since animals (per YouTube videos) seem to exhibit human qualities and emotions, that this DNA kit might test for both animals and human genetics!

He shooed me away with one hand as his normal response because he is the type to be speculative.

wonder if he realizes is aware that the Bible said that we should NOT matter concern ourselves with where we came from and that the Lawd Gawd created and knew all of us from the beginning of time!!!

Also, I noticed that when I went to open the box containing the spit bottle, the container was NOT quite airtight, meaning the labeling did NOT indicate the contents were sterilized!

So right there the chances for contamination of my spit sample may have occurred, and furthermore, since I was NOT in a hermetically sealed chamber room to ensure the spit sample didn’t touch stuff en route to the bottle, I might have included lotion!

That’s how my big brain operates! If y’all don’t like it or moi, y’all are excused. Go away and don’t come back EVER. Brouhaha!

Oh, in a separate email sent today at 1249 pm, the email said:

“Thanks for sending in your DNA sample.

Your DNA results will likely take 6-8 weeks, but due to high demand, they may take longer.”

Christian Crossfit Exec’s Belief that LGBT Pride is a Sin Causes Him to be FIRED https://saboteur365.wordpress.com/2018/06/08/christian-crossfit-execs-belief-that-lgbt-pride-is-a-sin-causes-him-to-be-fired/

Incoming thoughts came forth and indicated two stuff:

• Love yourself as your other selves.
• Animals are above humanz who violate NATURAL laws.