Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: Maw

  • 20111119-Random Thoughts

    Here are my lazy notes via the “Memo” apps of my cellphone:

    15:55pm: While watching the GOP debate, I noticed the “common good” lady spoke at the microphone. She sat next to the guy in a pink shirt and pink tie. She was the same one who wouldn’t stop munching her chops.

    15:28pm: While watching the GOP debate, I noticed the host flicked out his tongue again.

    15:28pm: While watching the GOP debate, I noticed at 15:02pm the lady flicked out her tongue. She wouldn’t stop making “munching” motions with her mouth. She was sitting behind the host, relative to the camera.

    15:09pm: At around 14:00pm after Paw’s haircut by Maw and when Maw went to talk to Yeyo, who was caged alone to prevent the other parakeets from bothering her, Maw saw that a single egg on the bottom of the tray. Maw thought that the quiet time alone made Yeyo lay her egg.

    15:00pm: While watching the GOP debate on citizenlink.com, I noticed at 1459pm the host flicked out his tongue. It ran to the right corner of his mouth.

    12:05pm: While fixing my computer workstation upstairs, I saw someone walking in the divorced nutter’s backyard through my wooden blinds. She had her back turned towards me so I couldn’t see her face. But I did see that she had dark, salt and pepper hair, which went down past her shoulders and looked like a mess. She wore a black-colored arm sling on the left arm and a beige-colored, long-sleeved sweater. It could be the mother of the old-eyed, illegal ALIEN.

    09:08am: Maw said: “Super Committee” super sucks!

  • 20111114-Random Thoughts

    Here are my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone:

    11/14/2011 9:50am: Spoke for 3:22 minutes with Rochelle about graffiti in and around MY neighborhood.

    11/13/2011 10:44am: I was thinking about a petri dish called earth and how human/alien hybrids were giving two types of fluids. One was given water. One was given blood. (Hint: The former gives. The latter takes.)

    11/13/2011 10:44am: I reevaluated what I told the fat bastard over the cellphone many slong years ago. I told him and his pals that they are/were “demon seeds”. I heard his voice retract into the distance as if I he got seriously hurt (etherically) by my dark side. This thought resurfaced because Maw inquired of me that they should have paid my monthly interest in good faith. To date, I’ve not seen ONE hard-earned penny, which could have already been spent by them.

    11/12/2011 2056pm: I browsed online via my cellphone and had to look up the round-by-round and/or results (via a mmafighting site) to the Pacquio and Marquez fight, which has been and will always be “business as usual” in the sporting and entertainment industry. The result is/was controversial. Of course, both will get money for working hard.

    11/12/2011 20:19pm: Here are the lyrics as sung by Roni Milsap (1975) — “I’m having a dream about night things in the middle of the afternoons.”

    11/12/2011 19:58pm: Here are the country lyrics as sung by Don Williams (1977) — “Some hearts will never mend. Some memories will never end. Some tears never will cry. My love for you will never die.”

  • 20111113-Dream Journal

    I dreamt of shopping with Maw who was on my left field of vision. I wandered through displays of jewelry on my left where two people were sitting. I bent over/squatted at the waist/knees to see a display.

    Somehow a display of earrings on the right end of a table caught my attention twice. I saw the words “crystals” above the topmost rows of VERY SMALL earrings, the size of a single chickpeas, I think.

    I stared into the clear case and “studied” it from front and back. Somehow I managed to remove these earrings from their “cardboard” mount (or some other material). At least six golden earrings fell on a table. On either end of this single and only row, I removed the two larger ones by hand.

    Initially, I saw these two as milky white. Then for whatever reason, the first grape-sized piece removed from the right-most row was iridescent in rainbow color.

    It was a cut crystal encased in dark gold. I could see the dark gold change in shimmering rainbow colors of purple, mostly blue, ect.

    Its matching pair had a raised design of small, dark blue-colored grapes. The pair was already on the table. I replaced this piece.

    I the noticed the “captions” to each piece to the left of this one. The word “horn” was underneath for the one to its “left”.

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  • 20111111-Random Thoughts

    Here are my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone:

    11/11/2011 19:35pm: I’ve learned of the word “snag” over ELEVEN slong years now. Tonight, my mind created an imagery of a “snag” upon an acrylic sweater. The result is the shape of a loophole. That is what “snag” (a “code word“) means, a loophole. But there wasn’t any according to the fat bastard so long ago. And a few days ago or last week, Maw had repaired her “snag” from her old sweaters by carefully pulling the yarn back into place and sewing the “holes” shut — one by one.

    11/11/2011 14:31pm: For whatever reason, Maw likes to iron double-knit fabric! I would raise my voice in protest if she dare iron in lines both front and back of my double-knit/household/gardening pants. There liens look good on slacks made from other material, such as polyester! This is NOT a military school.

    11/10/2011 18:32pm: Bill Maher and pals should be off the air. Pronto! Their word usage and foul/offensive language is way off base. There is the word called, decency for any reporter, journalist, commentators and pals.

  • 20111110-Weathery Ways

    Today’s weather is beautiful! There were lots of popcorn clouds and high-altitude wispy clouds, too! I saw the crispy, clear and blue skies behind these clouds of white. The winds are mild and unloaded my yard work won’t take place until next week because of the holiday tomorrow. The sunshine was its bright self again.

    The air is cold for Maw especially while indoors. This was because the heater wouldn’t work! So I had to use my big brain and think how to resolve this dilemma. I went upstairs turned off the switch to the heater momentarily and then turned it on, upon which the doorbell rang. I told Maw it was me!

    Then I went downstairs and still couldn’t figure out why the heater wouldn’t work, even if the switch was set to “Heat” and “Auto” fan. So I turned the switch to “Off” momentarily and then to “Heat”. I heard the thermostat click in response to a reading of 66 degrees Farenheit. Hopefully it would heat up the indoors to 71 degrees Fareneheit.

    After eating our pastrami sandwiches in sour dough and of peppers, mayonnaise, French mustard, ketchip, relish, tomato and lettuce, we rolled up the green-colored sailboat material to clear the work area for tomorrow’s roofers. Maw worked on scraping off the old glue from one chair; while I had an unsuccessful time in locating a last minute repair and refinish service for it.

  • 20111110-Random Thoughts

    Here are my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone:

    11/10/2011 10:50am: After briefly speaking with Arcy, Maw’s former co-worker, who now has diabetes, too, and during one VERY slow circuit around the Great Mall, I mumbled under my breath something about turning into a grandmother or grandfather and being proud. It was really directed to beautiful young people who don’t have children yet.

    11/10/2011 08:34am: After this morning’s mass, I had to take my quick notes about how Paw would say: “Very interesting.” This thought occurred after thinking about how “greys” (or extra-dimensional beings/scientists) removed an imaginary piece of white-colored cancer material from an abductee/patient and place the cancerous speciman on a petri dish.

    11/10/2011 08:21am: I would say, “Blessed be the Holy Spirit, the Parakeet.” From the Divine Praises (during the Benediction of the Blessed Sacrament), the correct word should be the Paraclete.

  • 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-Maw’s Dream

    As per my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone today at 08:40am, Maw told me her dreams. She was cooking alot of bar-be-que fish, which could have been the white, milkfish (or “bangus” in Filipino). There was also bar-be-que squid.. The her mother, my late Lola Valing, told Maw to give these bar-be-que fish to her friends from Agnews — an old man, Joe P. Arcy, etc.

    In the next dream scene, she told me that I was there, skipping, hopping and holding her hands.

    “Mom! Dance like this!” I told her. And she had both her arms out as if wading in a pool and shaking her hip like doing a hula dance.

    “Mom! Jump up high!” I told her. And she jumped high and higher when I told her to do it again. She told me to try jumping up high but I couldn’t because I had diahhrea!

    As per my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone today at 08:41am, Maw told me this was one happy dream without Paw and the boy. She feels strong and very excited to tell me about her dream and how she woke up at 08:30am.

  • 20111104-Weathery Ways

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    Today’s weather is beautiful! The sunshine was warm enough for Maw and me to work on trimming off the sweet potato leaves of mostly holes, which we placed into a regular five gallon bucket. We worked on five containers while Erik did his pre-installation inspection for both our main roof and patio.

    There were at least three light planes that flew over head around 10:50am, 11:00am and 11:05am. The fluffy, puffy clouds of white and some big ones of gray were in the crispy, clear blue skies. Geese from early this morning and during our yard work were seen and heard!

    Afterwards, Maw cooked those leaves while I was left to clean up by sweeping MORE leaves from the backyard and dumping those into the old, rusty red wheelbarrow, which has a cracked left handle.

    Then with a dolly, I moved the heavy containers of plants from away the house and towards the lemon trees and kumquat tree; so that debris from next week’s removal of the old roof won’t hurt Maw’s plants.

    After eating a late lunch of steamed, soup sweet potato leaves, I moved Maw’s frozen cacti plants/containers from the front yard. The blustery winds was strong here.

    I saw a spook sitting inside his mini-SUV of white color and sped up my activities by moving the rest of the containers indoors instead of walking it all the way to the back yard one-by-one. Of course, I gave him my complimentary middle right finger.

    Then Maw harvested lots of LARGE chayote squash from her backyard. The three vines are growing up and over Shrimpsei’s CB, by the way.

  • 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.

  • 20111028-Random Thoughts

    Here are my notes taken on the “Memo” app of my cellphone:

    10/28/2011 14:01pm: This was after eating lunch. My thought was about darkness being a single point of nothingness, in a void and all alone inwardly; while light was ever-expanding outwardly.

    10/28/2011 11:37am: While coming home from an hour and one-half shopping for a hardware tool, we were following a truck with two Asian guys. The beige-colored truck had a license plate that read: Lucky, Happy, and Healthy. But my mind added the last line: But full of crap. Think about it: In the end, people have loads of crap deep down inside their guts despite their outward appearance.

    10/27/2011 18:53pm: Paw has spaced out. He would sit and stare or look around into the air. That morning we ate breakfast at Denny’s. While Maw and I were conversing about the FCC testing the EAS this November, Paw wouldn’t say a word. The waitress had come to gather the items we placed at the edge of the table. Paw wasn’t paying attention and he wanted more cream, even though the waitress was already going to refill the little pitcher-shaped container for the coffee cream. Later on that evening, he wasn’t paying attention and didn’t notice that I had already turned on the Halloween lights and that Maw had already prepared his bowl of soup on the plate. He went to do both until realizing his duplicate activities.

    10/27/2011 17:22pm: Yesterday (on Wednesday, 10/26/2011), the first bite of freezing air greeted us. That same evening was VERY cold because we didn’t turn on the heater yet.

    10/27/2011 17:10pm: Today while doing the last part of the backyard, I broke my Troy-Bilt, Electric Blower, Model TB180B, 7.5 amps, 135 mph! But Paw was kind enough to go with me to Lowe’s a few minutes later and bought me my new electric blower, Task Force, 12 amps, metal impeller, 155/235 mph, vacuum and mulcher! This new one still felt WEAK.

    10/27/2011 08:52am: Maw had share more of her wisdom with me. “Don’t ignore people or walk away from the problems. Don’t annoy people to get your way or aggravate them to make matters worse”.

  • 20111021-Random Thoughts

    Here are my notes as entered on the “Memo” app of my cellphone:

    10/21/2011 13:56pm: At 13:53pm, we saw the divorced nutter peeping from inside the opened garage door, which she closed. At the same time a low flying helicopter came from between 240 – 260 degrees towards eastward. I called its “ATTENTION” both arms in the air as I emerged from my car.

    After shopping for one big pillow to be broken down into replacement parts for my four “baby pillows” at Anna’s Linen (and getting a “fanofannas.com” card from the store manager), we ate at Wienerschnitzel: one Italian Sausage, which Maw thought was TOO salty but was fine by me, one Pastrami sandwich, one Polish sandwich and three cones with one dipped in chocolate.

    Our first stop was Hancock Fabrics where we bought Maw’s 60-spool, wooden holder, one natural lamp, needles, threads and a Muslin cloth of light brown, which she bleached WHITE!

    10/21/2011 09:37am: This morning “El Rushbeau” shared on the radio that he grew up on cloth diapers, just like my younger brother and me. The government wants the taxpayers to fund NON-disposable diapers; so that parents who cannot afford diapers stay at home will qualify to send their children to day care centers. This tactic may be a bad incentive to get these welfare recipients back to work.

    10/21/2011 09:16am: During the brief talk with Minh after yesterday morning’s mass, we learned how the eldest priest heard Father Paul cavorting loudly at 3:00am in the morning with another woman, who may be his wife. The priests share a house and the walls are obviously not thick enough to drown out the sounds of this Vietnamese man, who likes to bowl, drink and party late at night and early in the morning. It goes to show how a priestly occupation goes beyond the call of duty and into the arms of woman, just like a Filipino priest has done in a small church located in Milpitas, CA. It reminds me of a movie: “The Thorn Birds“.

    10/21/2011 07:52am: En route to this morning’s mass, Maw and Paw had their usual political discussion. Obama is inticing these skulls full of mush into violence. The uprising is occurring worldwide. If the dictators can go down badly, especially yesterday’s unfortunate circumstances surroundinf the death of Qaddafi and him begging for his life, Obama will also end up being killed by the same thugs he has been forcing/doing his will/business. Thugs are likely to be angry in return. Addendum: Further, the next “dictator” in Libya after Qaddafi will be worse, just like what happened in other Middle Eastern country freed of one tyrant.