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.

  • 20100507-Nice Guy

    So a Mexicano had lots of stories for two hours. Lots of cars were stopping to check if our house was in trouble. But nothing happened except more talking. He is very engaging and funny, too.

    The story started out with his mother waving goodbye to him. She had put him on the bus at ten years old and when he turned eighteen, he managed to see her. He was a bad boy, always fighting, doing drugs and running from the cops. Well, actually, the cops never could find fast motorcycles.

    He joined the Marines, had an uncle who on December 9, 1968 was boarding the same plane off to Vietnam, married and divorced a Filipino from Olongapo and has since turned his life around to the better. He used to work as a cop here and is seeing a beautiful woman who won gold medals in the Olympic and Panamerica. Her sports event was synchronized swimming.

    He has a bald head, sported a devil’s beard and wore blue jeans, a gray shirt with the state logo and company name spelled out on the `left` chest side and a brush silver-colored spectacles. He lives near the San Jose airport. And everyday goes walking for 12 miles in around Campbell, CA to the Lexington Reservoir to see more beautiful women.

    He prefers to live alone because he doesn’t like women telling him what he can and cannot do. He has two children, whom he taught well. He didn’t want his children to grow up like he did. The daughter is a cop here. The son is a teacher. He has a 19 month grandson, whom he takes care of from 11 in the morning  to 5 at night.

    His story continued on about ironing his crispy shirt, every six inches, just like what he learned while on duty as a Marine. He was shoulder to shoulder with Nixon at one time and served elsewhere. And there were more stories but he had to leave at around 11:50am when we received a courtesy phone call from the doctor’s office calling about an appointment next week.

  • 20100507-More Spooks

    At 11:58am, our phone rang. The Caller ID of our phone did not register a phone number. It only showed `INCOMING CALL`. I answered the phone call and a guy was asking for moi. I said he got the wrong number. He said he was sorry for the call.

    I felt it was either the credit card companies or the authorities. Then again it might be a telemarketer or surveyor.

    The point is the main number is really for the home owner. My cellphone number and fax numbers appear on my personal accounts. Only the home owner’s phone number appears as an emergency number.

    To TPTB: You still owe me. Back off. The only time you people should bug the home owner’s landline is for emergency purposes. I know you people are checking up on us, which is good.

    To Obama and pals: Get those credit card companies off my back. Thank you.

  • 20100507-Hiding Truth

    I’ve read an article online awhile back about how Lilly has discovered the secret of levitation. She connected with the deceased man, who created his Coral Castle in Florida.

    That is why free energy is not readily available because some ghost said don’t share that information with the rest of the world because humanity is not ready and has not discovered how levitation works.

    I guess, as mentioned in my previous blog entries, that when the time is right, the answers will manifest. I say it’s all a scam of love and light. I say let’s clown them back in return.

  • 20100507-Wishful Thinkings

    I’ve been reading online about how people would pray to an unseen `Savior` or connect to higher levels of spirituality. And all of this is about wishes to be answered. I believe faith is blind, period. I believe science has more validity than anything else so far. Junk science has no room on this planet.

    Anyway, there is a Biblical passage about a barren old woman named [St.] Elizabeth, who was `miraculously` pregnant at six months. And of course her cousin [the virgin] Mary came by to visit one day. Surely there is a logical explanation. Maybe the couple hasn’t tried `hard enough` or that simply the woman knew how to avoid getting pregnant.

    Whatever the story is, medically speaking, without a womb, the possibility of bearing a child with VERY remote. I recall my former manager, a Navajo. She was divorced but got married to a Mexicano. I see in her eyes that she loved him. His haircut was not professional, though. It looks like he wasn’t sincere.

    And out of her love for this guy, she kept telling us her wish. With her outstretched right hand reaching upward and upturned face looking towards the sky, she would proclaim to the rest of her underlings as if beckoning the unseen `God`:

    `I pray for a blessed miracle that one day I could bear his child.`

    ~Corinne A.

    But she admitted in whispered tones within earshot of my presence to Leoni R., my former superior, that she had a hysterectomy. The old fart was of course mocking `God` and her inability to conceive the fruits that so many women take for granted. For moi, I don’t regret having children. Eventually, these brats will have their own attitudes and behaviors.

    So there you go folks. This is reality. Believe in science. But it’s up to each and every scientists to prove their theories and cross check each other to avoid hurting future generations. They owe it to everyone, really. And the religious organization had better tell the truth too and stop scamming suckers into believing in miracles.

  • 20100507-Trying Theme

    As Bill the Cat, or Bill D. Cat, a fictional cartoon cat would say:

    `Ack!`

    `Thbbft!`

    That is my sentiment right now. I can’t seem to find my PERFECT WordPress.com theme. So I went back to the:

    Solipsus by Tiffany Nguyen (Rikkye)

    A black and brown two-column design with flowers, clouds and a sun.

    PROs:

    • Dark theme.
    • Left sidebar.
    • Time/date stamps for both front page and single views.
    • Images for backgrounds, blockquotes, `bullets`, headers.
    • Rounded corners.
    • Button-like feature for links on sidebar.

    CONs:

    • Width too narrow.

  • 20100507-Nutters Calls

    I believe Visayans are nutters. They like to  get people involved with their problems. Their usual method of dragging suckers into the quagmire of their nonsense is through telephone calls. Here are four samples:

    • Auntie Ching called Paw. She wanted him to beat up her husband’s mistress. That was about twenty years ago. And the old woman cannot let go of her problems but instead is vindictive to her death bed.
    • Cousin Shill called Joseph (who is called `Mouse` by the girl’s mother) and other boyfriends. She wanted sympathy and would cry over the phone for little problems that over the counter (or prescribed) medication could fix.
    • LoLinda called us late night. She wanted a ride from a disabled senior citizen who just got out of the hospital. She had a headache. There is a taxi the nutter could call.
    • Inday called us this morning. She wanted to find out how we are doing. Usually, she calls about her high blood pressure, which Maw could care less and which the emergency room could fix.

    So there you go., folks. If you want beauty with beast of personal problems, go for it guys. If you heed my warning, you’re good to go: That means you too, Garrett. Sheesh!

  • 20100506-Illegal Enforcement

    I just read an educational article and the response by the editor of that site is to the bone!

    Arizona’s Illegal Enforcement Law: a Gateway to National ID Cards?

    The last sentence of the first paragraph by the editor happened to me but in another arena. I am pissed as a result if you haven’t read about my rants of late. Being a victim turns the table and tide and that is why the U.S. Constitution is supposed to protect us. But the FEDs failed in that particular arena. That is why liberals suck!

    —

    Yesterday, the divorced nutter cried to Maw and me. The nutter stated that her second husband does not have papers, which means he is an ILLEGAL ALIEN! Now the guy is acting up and not fixing HER house because she refuses to sign papers to get his `GREEN CARD`.

    Now the imagery of the color green reminds me of Martians as depicted in cartoons, like Bugs Bunny. And with that Martians being of ALIEN descent, it’s strange how the ILLEGAL ALIENS want to be citizens of the United State via GREEN CARDS. Get it?

    If other countries require proof of immigration status, then why can’t the United States? Not unless the CIA and pals made deals with the drug dealers; thus dumbing down America and allowing the outsourcing of cheap labor during times of high employment and thus promoting both economic and financial hardships of us taxpayers!

    So, yeah: If the government wants to implement the National ID for everyone, why can’t they start with ILLEGAL ALIENS and see what happens? The picture would a lock-down of freeloaders. Get them out of the country now! That includes Asians, their relatives and other foreigners. There! I said it! Foreigners!

  • 20100506-Can’t Fix

    You know the saying:

    `If it ain’t broken, don’t go a fixin’ it!`

    So like tonight’s double incident with the divorced nutter living next door to us, there is no fixing a crazy women. This is widely known, medically speaking. There is no hope for these demon possessed, really. Prayers may help these lost souls but that is a long shot.

    Yesterday, the nutter cried to both Maw and me. Once again, as per my blog entries, the devil can tell thousands of lies. But the one truth that the devil keeps hidden, in her case, is that she is crazy. Her anti-depressants will only make her sick (as she stated to us yesterday morning) and suppress the symptoms, which is hopefully to keep her from being violent. But she is just nutty for now.

    Anyway, Paw and I reviewed the voicemail message that she left on our voicemail system:

    `Manang! I have a headache. I cannot drive.`

    Seriously, folks. It is not right for her to disturb other concerned citizens. It is not our right to fix her. I told Maw who really doesn’t care if she cannot drive; so that she cannot work and pay the house, which should be foreclosed – the only answer to get rid of the freeloading, mestizos of Honduran descents living next door to us.

    As far as politics is concerned, now I realize the government cannot fix everything. As mentioned in my previous blog entries, I wanted the government to do something about everything and all the ills of society and, yes, the world at large. But that wishful thinking has been futile.

    If the society is sick, there is no fixing it, period. There is only the `chill pills` by the bio-pharmaceutical industry to assuage the common beast within each and every mortal human being. And that is the hope that one day the craziness that is all around us will be gone forever via a Savior, medical or political miracle.

    So the only way to stop inviting trouble (like that divorced nutter, who won’t stop bugging us) is to avoid her nicely and tell her we have other things to do. I think this technique should also apply to my nutter of a paternal cousin Shill, who since 18 years old, has been affected in the head by the divorce of her parents and thus projected her anger at mostly Maw, who is an in-law and alleged best friend of the her mother.

  • 20100506-Bad Service

    OMG! I checked back online and found the following information from the homeowner’s phone account:

    `Note: Call Blocking and Call Screening can not be turned on at the same time.`

    And now I see the divorced nutter had left a message on our voicemail system at Today, 10:37 PM. OMG! Please turn on this `Phone Feature`. WTF is going on? If she continues to phone in like this, the law enforcement will be notified. And I will end up sticking my name for the record. I told you, folks. I’m not afraid. It’s for the public safety and our peace of mind, too!

    Oh weird! I just clicked on the phone number and a small pop-up window appeared:

    Complete the Call

    Please Check mark by the action(s) desired and click the “Place Call” button to complete the call.

    To: [phone number]

    Call From: [phone number]

    • Deactivate call waiting for this call.
    • Block Caller ID for this call.

    [Cancel] [Place Call]

    Please note if call is currently in progress and the “call” button is selected, a 3 way call is initiated.

    There is way too many information out there! I’m overloaded!

  • 20100506-More Spooks

    At around 10:30pm, the divorced nutter rang the doorbell twice. I had a feeling it was her because we rarely get someone who rings our doorbell at night. Those that ring the doorbell at that late in night are, well, possessed people (or witches).

    I recall what my maternal uncle had said when we visited the Philippines for the first time in 1976:

    `Don’t answer the door. It’s a witch.`

    ~Sengyong

    Now that occurred in the night when everyone was inside enjoying our visit. The light in house was bright. Everyone stopped talking and froze in their positions when we heard someone knock at the door.

    —

    Maw and I were upstairs and for whatever reason. We too froze in our position at the height of the landing. After a few moments of deliberation, Maw went back to her room while I softly made my way downstairs to check on Paw.

    It seems that Paw had peeped through the blinds and motioned to me with his right hand and near the alter that it was the `sirah` (or crazy).

    Then at 10:36pm, the phone rang. We have caller ID and I sort of rang roughly downstairs to let Paw know not to answer the phone. He knew who it was because he was still writing in his journal. He looked up at me and said:

    `She is still crazy.`

    So that is the final answer. The divorced nutter is possessed and won’t change. Noone in her right mind would continue to cause trouble with her neighbors. Noone should answer the door at night. Don’t invite trouble. Either turn off the light at night and don’t make too much noise. Let the kids go to sleep early and such. It’s for everyone’s safety, really. Just my two cents.

    —

    To the SJPD: Yesterday’s blog entry about her `redemptive cries` is just a ruse, a smokescreen, for she will never be healed, I’m afraid. I no longer feel sorry for people with psychological problems. They are beyond repair.

    Also, at 10:36am, I went online and to our phone account and entered her number to be BLOCKED. That is for the record, please, and for our safety. But the message keeps stating `Please wait. Thank you for your patience.` The circle of blue and gray dots continue in a counter-clockwise direction! I wonder if our request has been processed! OMG! What’s going on???

    Please wait. Thank you for your patience.

  • 20100506-Changing Colors

    I’m back with the `Dusk` theme because the `meta element` (which has the time/date stamp) is nicely located underneath the post entry title for both front page and single page views.

    Since I didn’t like the original light colors of light, gray and blues, I edited my paid CSS upgrade and created a darker theme. The colors are of course gray, orange and turquoise. The orange color is very bright but is the contrast for the turquoise color. Once again, the simple color scheme is modeled after the `Vostok` theme.

  • 20100506-More Spooks

    While Paw and I were raking up leaves left out by Juan’s blue-eyed mother onto MY road and other eucalyptus debris, such as seed, twigs and branches, I saw a couple of Mormons walking from the railroad intersection on MY road and crossing over into MY drive. They had dark blue ties and white shirts. Elder Robert is tall and doughy. He reminds me of James T., a former co-worker but divorcé, who wanted to date me.

    After about five minutes or so, the twosome came over and offered to help clean up our yard work. Now that’s mighty fine of the those boys. You don’t get alot of nice Christians offering to lend a HELPING HAND. (You know what I mean, Pete!)

    Anyway, I had a feeling they would come over and I was right because I REALLY wanted a copy of `The Book of Mormon` as part of my mini-library located upstairs in the hallway. I actually had to ASK for one and Elder Robert pulled out, what I believe was HIS copy, from the outside pocket of his dark blue backpack.

    Brother Anh Ma Can (or the Vietnamese translation of McDonald) was with him. He had no eyeglasses one like Elder Robert and had larger eyes. He could speak Vietnamese. The boy asked if we spoke Vietnamese. I replied that we spoke AMERICAN! Of course, the conversation went on about what is truth and what God is like and I offered a grain of salt to them: God is everywhere and expresses himself in various ways and does not belong to any one religious organization.

    I told the boys that don’t believe everything you see and hear but believe in whatever rings true to them personally. They even asked if they could come visit us again. I replied in the negative and then a positive as it is their free will to bug the heck out of us again. Seriously, there is the internet and the overload of information is from that source.

    Before they left, I has Elder Robert what passage I should read to get to know `The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints`. He took HIS copy and flipped through the pages and pointed to this reading:

    CHAPTER 11 – 3 NEPHI 10:13-11:2

    Jesus Christ did show himself unto the people of Nephi, as the multitude were gathered together in the land Bountiful, and did minister unto them; and on this wise did he show himself unto them. Comprising chapters 11 to 26 inclusive.

    He then placed the following card as a bookmark to that page. Here is the front and back image of the `advertisement` card:

    [slideshow]

    He then pointed out the Introduction on the front of this book.

    In other words, believe in Jesus Christ, his wounds and get baptized in the name of the Holy Spirit. Any Satanist know that calling upon the Holy Spirit is the only way to rid victims of those offending demons who are out to ruin the souls of many.

    So I told the boys that we needed to get back to our yard work and thanked them for offering their SERVICE and to spread the truth about God and serve the LORD. It’s the only way to LEVEL with these `FELLOW BROTHERS`, who don’t know what’s really going on behind the scenes.

    The end of the conversation may have been before 11:36am as per the atomic clock inside the dining room. I had to run inside to find out the time before taking a much needed shower after almost two and a half hours of yard work.

    Then after lunch I had a bowel movement and decided to read CHAPTER 11 in its entirety. There were a couple of outdated words, such as `unto` and ` ye`. My mind started creating again: Why are they always a pair of guys and not women? It’s almost like a Merovingian is being followed by a pair. I don’t know.