Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

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Describing my immediate surroundings towards the beginning and a twist to the tale or possible solutions to issues towards the end of some blogs and how they relate to my expectations of the world at large.

  • 20101021-Sylphs Ahoy

    During this morning’s lunch break, I saw a big sylph! I hugged him good and the other small ones of fluffy, puffy clouds in white and some in blue. The high altitude ones appeared to have a cast of “serene” blue and white. Some clouds were horizontal.

    The lunch break sported clouds that look like wispy feathers, like jelly fish. The sun was covered by sylphs. But I brought my umbrella just for extra shade and comfort.

    Later in the afternoon, some more sylphs appeared. Oh, and the chemtrails appeared to have been eaten, just like the other day.

    The weather was much cooler and slightly breezy, enough so that I didn’t have to sweat and thereby remove my undershirt. The black vest helped to keep me slightly warm in case the weather got too cold suddenly.

  • 20101021-More Spooks

    Sometimes I like company while walking. There are times when I’d wish they’d go away. Today, I wanted to walk with Mike but Gonzalez, the security guard was talking with him. So I decided to take off after chowing down my 1 cup of lunch and wash it down with plain water.

    After walking VERY slowly around the eBay area for 45 minutes, I replaced my walking sneakers with my ugly clogs for work. Lo and behold, the creepy one – Theresa – calls out to me! Damn! Please go away! I just want to be left alone! God! Get a life!

    Anyway, she wanted to go upstairs. But I had to “powder my nose” in the downstairs bathroom. But there were two other athletics just washing up. I don’t maybe people who are pretty much strangers are creeping me out.

    If I’m hired full-time, I’ll have to sneak out to avoid her. I already lost my freedom downstairs in the lunchroom because of the other pest who kept asking me personal questions. And the upstairs lunchroom is so noisy with stupid FOREIGNERS.

    She called a few minutes after I left for today’s lunch walk. God! It’s getting creepy. Damn friendly freaks! The only time people close to me is when they want something. Do you know what? I’m bankrupt. So fuck off!

  • You’re up sister!

    At around 10:13AM today, I received a chain email from a co-worker. Normally, I don’t like to use the employer’s email for my personal use. This blog entry goes out to Donna, Diana and all the other sisters, who need a hug from God.

    I thought you could use a God hug.

    It’s on you, Sis!

    IN 9 MINUTES SOMETHING WILL MAKE YOU HAPPY,

    BUT YOU HAVE TO TELL 9 SISTERS YOU LOVE THEM INCLUDING ME!!!!

    Dear God:
    this is my friend, whom I love and this is my prayer for her

    Help her live her life
    to the fullest.

    Please promote her
    and cause her to excel
    above her expectations.

    Help her to shine
    in the darkest places
    where it is impossible
    to love.

    Protect her at all times,
    lift her up when she needs
    you the most,

    and

    let her know when
    she walks with you,

    She will always
    be safe.

    Love you Girl!

    Now you’re on the
    clock . . .

    In 9 minutes something
    will make you happy. 😉

    But you have to tell
    nine sisters you love them,
    including me.

    Get going girl!!

    Do not ask the Lord to guide your footsteps.
    if you are not willing to move your feet.  

    God Hug
    God Hug between Sisters

  • 20101021-Bored Again

    I’m bored again. In only ten minutes, I’m done scheduling new orders and this is within 45 minutes after getting my mug of MilkyWay chocolate and French Roast Decaf coffee, generating and emailing reports and while blogging. The sunshine is coming out and the cloudy fog is lifting from the Bay Area. I wanted to buy my scar gel and brown lipstick after this morning’s mass but I wanted to get to work early so that I could leave work early. Plus, that’s food money for my family.

  • 20101019-Divorced Nutter

    When I arrived home from buying a coffee cake roll from 99 Ranch as a token of my appreciation for the hard work of the twosome the prior day, Maw reported that the divorced nutter stopped hammering.

    Why is she hammering on the top of her patio when she could have her handyman of a second husband (or an illegal ALIEN) do the job for her? He is being irresponsible because the crazy one needs direct supervision. For all Maw cares, she could be spying into our backyard or better yet hurtle her poor self off the deep end.

    An imagery came to my small mind of a lost soul, nay, a demon possessed fleshy body. She kept hammering away – similar to a ghost story in which an entrapped ghost in the attic would knock on the door or wall. It’s sad really to see something so tragic. Yet I felt humored because people can overcome those entities.

  • 20101021-Tweaking Again

    Out of sheer boredom and lack of joy, I’ve switched many WordPress.com themes, only to return to the Fusion theme by digitalnature due to the “front/home page” option of “excerpts” for posts.

    With the “Layout Width” set to “Flexible”, I’ve discovered the versatility of the “Footer Widget Area” and have placed the blogroll “Links”, because this theme does NOT have an “Archives template” for pages.

    A single sidebar is set to the left and I’ve removed the fruity, rainbow colored “header”. The default is basic black and white.

    As a result, I had to tweak two sidebar “Image widgets” to match the overall monotone color of my current weblog. The “Sunboy” image of pinkish is now an eerie silhouette of someone’s head! OMG! I’m freaking out! St. John the Baptist, too, is colorless and less fruity.

  • 20101020-Noticing Numbers

    While lurking online, I came across a Yahoo! News about:

    AP IMPACT: Israeli settlers building 544 new homes

    By KARIN LAUB, Associated Press Writer Karin Laub, Associated Press Writer – 56 mins ago

    KARMEI TZUR, West Bank – Israeli settlers have begun building new homes at an extraordinary pace since the government lifted its moratorium on West Bank housing starts — almost 550 in three weeks, more than four times faster than the last two years.

    And many homes are going up in areas that under practically any peace scenario would become part of a Palestinian state, a trend that could doom U.S.-brokered peace talks.

    According to an Associated Press count, ground has been broken on 544 new West Bank homes since Sept. 26, when Israel lifted its 10-month freeze on most new settlement building.

    So that’s the double digit number of 544 or the reverse of my agent code 445 (CA license plate number and land line phone number).

  • Damn Freaks

    At around 9:55am, the lesbo coughed near my desk! Well, actually it was near the girl to my right. She’s a short, “white” FOREIGNER with a strong accent, who has short dusty blond hair and wears 3/4 sleeves and slacks. I said under my breath: “You clown.” When she came back at around 10:02am, I said under my breath: “You freak.”

    Yesterday, on my return walk with Theresa during lunch, she used her mother as an example and made an off-hand comment, not once but twice or thrice (I think):

    “Do you want to date me?”

    ~Theresa’s mother upon hearing her daughter knock on the bedroom door…

    I’m like (in my mind): Fuck off, you damn freak! And I laughed it off, played with my big Rose Chapel umbrella and walked faster in front of her. I was wondering why she would mention Charissa and something about bi-sexuality sometime last week or so.

    To TPTB and the Mormons, get these freaks away from me! Although, I’d love unity regardless of sexual orientation, there is something wrong with that “LGBT (or GLBT)” agenda. Personally, I’m not flattered but rather offended.

    Just because I walk tough, talk crank, dress in slacks, wear short hair and no make-up, doesn’t make me interested in the same sex! Get over it, freaks! And get on with your “alternate lifestyles”. I’m getting cooties just thinking about these subtle and unwanted advances. Yuch! Eww! Sorry: My bad!

  • Universe’s Heart

    The constant frequency ringing deep inside ears and somewhere deeper yet inside my skull is four to five octaves higher than 528 HZ, which is supposed to be the frequency throughout the universe – its heart.

    I’m narrowing down the alleged sound range to be between 2222 HZ and 2500 HZ or so. Of course, my best judgment of what I’m hearing may be completely unfounded and inaccurate because no one else will help me determine that noise as “acquired” since I was a child:- I was sick and medicated a lot to alleviate the symptoms and pain, too.

  • Listening to Len

    So at 11:11pm tonight, Dr. Len Horowitz is talking on CoastToCoastAM.com. I have two small radios and the reception for each one sucks! There is interference and the noise sounds like a drill-like “waaannnngggg” in the background. No matter how many times I try to tune into our local radio station 560am KSFO, the sound coming out of the speakers fizzles, sizzles and fries!

    Obviously, something thick is in the air. I can feel it in my head – like the notably strong interference from the AT&T router to my right. I had to place it down on the ground but that didn’t do any good. The computer tower on the ground and computer monitor on the desk are both disruptive of the radio’s sounds. So I don’t know where to pin-point the interference. It’s got to be somewhere.

  • 20101019-Weathery Ways

    The skies were crispy and clear. The winds blew cooler than in the past months. But it’s not freezing cold in the least. As a matter of fact, Theresa and I walked fast and sweated, thanks to the BEAUTIFUL sunshine.

    I imagined that I saw red dots or sometime coming out of its ray and of course thought of my favorite author and his boys. Again, not a day goes by without their images in my mind – all sunny. With that said, the sunset today was yellow and small with some mistiness in the horizon. Yesterday’s sunset was fiercely orange with some mistiness as well.

    Today, I felt no weepy sentiments of betrayal of the heart and truth but one of relief after listening to the voicemail message left by a famous friend yesterday around 6:30pm. Again, its and illusion brought mostly in part by TPTB. Yes, that famous person happens to be one of those people in the three-hour Google video, which I have yet to view.

  • Beautiful Day

    “It’s a beautiful day.”

    ~A brief comment by Mike after his lunch at my desk…

    Yup! Besides the beautiful weather – sunny and crispy, blue skies, Mike is quite breath-taking. Thank you, God for blessing me with a nice corner desk to look at people beautiful people, such as him! I’ve learned to flirt, smile, nod, squint, glare, and, yes, flick off (subtly) the people walking by my desk. I love them all! Then again, I want out! Damn you, Pete!

    Anyway, Theresa and I walked a good 45 minutes clockwise around the eBay area starting around 12:15pm. I usually walk with my wooden umbrella – a Rose Chapel design – as a shield against the hot sunlight. I don’t want a farmer’s tan! She talked as usual and got jealous that Carolyn inquired of how I was doing when the both of them talked about work-related issues. It’s because Carolyn doesn’t know much about me and she had to ask generic questions. I had to clarify that with Theresa. Poor dear!

    We then addressed how to handle mothers who think they know best and how she tests the characters of people and how she doesn’t like to walk with the people from her finance department. I guess she feels comfortable with me. Ah, me! She then talked about how she tested someone’s character. For example, she walked one way on the sidewalk and two women were walking the opposite direction. Both didn’t move off the side. Instead, Theresa was forced to go between them. Maybe, they just wanted to mow her down.

    Oh and Mike crossed our paths and waved with his usual friendly smile while talking on his cellphone.

    Then Theresa and I went our separate ways to “powder our noses”, which is a more sophisticated euphemism for hosing down our stink from sweating after our walk under the friggin’ hot sunshine!