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Maybe the best thing that ever happened to humanity is “memory-erase”. Has sadness now as I try to remember what happened and how I got here and why I’m still here. Can’t take it anymore! Must go away, soon! Wasn’t meant to stay on this hellish planet this long! How much longer? Don’t understand!

Just a thought about how communicating positively is safer than ranting, especially via email, texting, whatever. Because the little trolls/monsters are more than happy to share with other trolls/monsters and have a good laugh in spite of the brutal honesty/harsh reality. Also one may accidentally send data to the wrong recipient, just like what happened while having my bleach-blond ambition done at the beauty salon! Bahaha! Thanks for understanding the world as it was meant to be – full of emotional parasites who want to shine/stand up and be noticed. Wants to be happy but can see many challenges on this hellish planet. Must continue to observe how world respond to various scripted “play books” and the end-result of such “game plays” among amateur actors, whose role is to confuse the audience.

Has viewed the “Little-Crow’s” YouTube.com. The kid has talent in singing, piano, and guitar – all three that I could do basically but not memorize by heart. Bahaha! Most Filipinos are great imitators and very few are original. The only complaint from the “brutal audience” is her SCREAMING the songs during mass. Choral music is supposed to sound like choir-boys — smooth and serene, no vibrato or urban-style, please. Come on, people! The focus of each type of musical genre depends on the person. I hope you don’t take offense but she is happiest when not forced to sing crappy stuff that she doesn’t like, such as church music. Her voice is not appropriate for those kinds of places. So, if y’all are reading this blog, take a hint and learn from the voice-piece of the “Lawd”. Oh, Lawdy, Lawd! Huh!

To the Boss:

Your Mom.

She is too much! She is emotionally disturbed like our next door neighbor, a Visayan, the divorced psycho nutter. But I cannot judge those who are willing to give me the opportunity to “show-off” my musical talent, err, I meant, to “serve the Lawd”. As long as she smiles and doesn’t freak me out, thanks!

If she is good, other members would have showed up for rehearsal tonight! Only the flutist, his seven-year-old daughter/third child, one of three guys who did harmony really well in the past, your parents, and, of course, moi, the outsider! I guess the songs in the Music Issue are easy. So these CoC members are excused from ever showing up, if at all!

I don’t know what your Mom’s plans are for ten children of mostly Filipinos (?) next year. But an Italian woman from the meeting with the Pastor that one night at his residence said that there is already a “youth choir”. What bugged me tonight is that the little girl will be “used” as cantor next month. It’s getting weird, honey! I don’t know what to tell you!

Your coverage.

While waiting at the parking lot for others to arrive, your “substitute” hugged and thanked me for the copies! I learned that your “coverage” is being paid and that he graduated SCU just last year. He tried choral and concert music but couldn’t always memorize/absorb the music well enough that he had to ask his professors. He could compose music (via MusicScore) if he found the inspiration.

I like your “coverage”. He is nice. Too bad he’s too young for me, just like you! Bahaha! I like his humor about the red/yellow/green light to help speed up some of the slower priests. I guess he must be related to y’all because he mentioned his Tia Isabel was present at a party in which your Dad sang and joked about your Mom.

Two of the guys from the group really wanted me to be permanent. But I guess you have closer relatives. I’m glad to be an outsider and NOT too involved with y’all.

Tonight’s practice went VERY well. I’ll be cantor again because Rochelle couldn’t make it. We will have to work on the “downbeats”. Huh!

You Dad:

Your Dad said he “used to be a joker” and joked about the guy who couldn’t hear because his hearing aide didn’t have batteries. Your “coverage” showed us a video of your Dad joking about your Mom. I was too deaf to hear it and didn’t care because the video was too small on his Samsung unit.

He brought your Mom cooked “ulam” soup of tofu/green/rice/whatever. She ate it on the spot. I asked him what was his specialty. Plainly, he said “pasta”, which was nothing more than a reference to Italians. Did you know they are prejudice? I guess y’all don’t. Bahaha!

Being used:

Maw noticed that you’d glance many times in their direction during the masses. I thought maybe you were showing-off by not looking at the piano/keyboard and/or gauging when to stop/start your solos.

Maw “sensed” that you are trying to tell us that we are too “nice” and that we are being used. That’s correct! For whatever reason, the three of us (except Paw) would get a lot of “disturbed” and “troubled” souls.

But because I’m got clueless, I don’t always know that your Mom (and others like her) would take advantage of people like us. Thought not necessarily in harmful ways, I don’t mind.

Anyway, I know I’m being used. But I wanted to be there for your Mom because, well, I like you a lot, and well, both of you are pitiful! That’s right! You’re getting complaints from the “brutal audience”!

Why do you think I’m trying to win your confidence and going out of my way to be “nice” and telling you some brutal honesty? Y’all need to tell me WTF is going on (or else) seek retribution from the high and almighty Lawd!

You are being “nice” to me for the wrong reasons! I don’t know any church gossip because I don’t speak or understand the Filipino language well enough to pass judgement. It’s safer in English. Even that language can be full of pitfalls.

I don’t know what’s going on. Please don’t corrupt me with your damn gossips or your troubles/worries/pains/whatever. I can’t sit next to you Mom anymore. She seemed focused on getting the “coverage” up to speed and the little girl cross-trained to sing as cantor next moth.

I have to get out but don’t want to hurt your feelings. Musicians are so sensitive and I understand their passion! Argh! That’s why I had to email her that day about wanting to focus on your group and leave hers. But since I enjoy singing and love music, I’m marking my territories on both groups. I’m only going to sing and back-up as emergency.

Please don’t include me in other activities. Then again, I think I’m being “sent” to participate in future endeavors. I don’t know. I’m not really creep-ed out with/being around children but I do NOT want to be liable for any cooties, just like automobile accidents and such.

I don’t know how to exit properly/bail out immediately because NOT only is she always there – in both groups but because I don’t like church, period. It’s my belief system and other philosophies in life that will never connect with the likes of scam buckets crawling “holy places” of worship. Argh!

Noticed woman wearing same outfit as mine – bright pink to and white bottom, entered Fabrics R Us store, where Maw didn’t a move plastic cover.

Today I matched the colors its my outfit to Maw, who has a good eye for normal/inexpensive fashion, not expensive ones. I usually try to match her outfit everyday.

1053, now at Anna’s Linen, which got sued because of asking for zip codes, a privacy issue over marketing (per news article).

I don’t know why women, especially grandmas love to cover their furnishes with plastic. We used to have plastic runners to protect our old green shag run, plastic covers for our old sofas, and now plastic covers over the dining table.

Plastic is not fancy enough over linen table cloths, which could be easily washed and replaced according to season, style, taste, whatever.

Even my Ford Mustang had its own protective cover, which I rarely use because of all the hassle and potential emergency situations.

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Earlier on our local radio station, there was talk of a veteran with dementia who missed a $135 property tax payment, and of a grandson that also missed a property tax payment of over $200. Both had liens on their paid-off houses. This concept is the same as repossessions (or “repos”) of vehicles, which belongs to the bank.

Therefore, people don’t own anything. So, I mentioned to the twosome that it’s useless to improve your homes and gardnes when you’ve got psychos, who devalue the neighborhood. Might as well just stay outdoors and only go home to sleep, eat, whatever.

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Two days ago, saw Juan’s unmarked white van with graffiti of black spray paint on left side. Says the initials of “Rest In Peace” on left and of “Bee Eye Pee”, followed the word “Magic” on the right.

We are currently parked in handicapped parking lot and waiting inside car for 1000 am appointment.

En route here, saw five parked vehicles on shoulder along northbound HWY 101: Highway Patrol squad car (still parked with bumpy scalp skin-head), light car, small-sized dark SUV (parked off), medium-sized dark SUV (pulled out), and white van (pulled out).

I would like to mention that an old ADT footage showed a guy walking a dog one day and checking out the “lost dog” flyer posted on our streetlight post.

There are so many “watchers” coordinating their activities based on my blog data o’plenty. Do NOT doubt me. That’s why I love date / time-stamps; so these would-be “time travelers” have something to do during “my time” on this hellish planet.

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During breakfast this morning, heard on FoxNews a guy mention something about “depreciating asset” in reference to Obama.

That was along the line of my “thought” as I mentioned to the twosome that all presidents are “run through the wringer” at the height/on their pedestal of their power and them shot down/kicked off of their high horse.

But they continue to believe what most “low information voters” (a la “El Rushbeau”) would normally be spoon-fed. They don’t understand the symbolic images being “taking-down” world leaders. Think of Jezuz Christ. Powerful, charismatic, loving. But he suffered death, like so many others who must teach by example. Oh, well…

For example, on that same cable news programming a few minutes later, I didn’t know Assad spoke good enough English! Though he continues to gesticulate properly with his hands/head of his region, we could “sense” he’s not capable of using chemicals against people.

Here, he’a next in line to “take the fall”. Now Obama is going to make appearances on six shows today, I think. And later on tomorrow, he’s gonna speech about whatever.

So while en route on westbound I-237 to our current parked destination, I tried to explain that concept to Paw, who still didn’t believe that I paid unknowingly/unwillingly/intriguingly into the “club”, whatever. Maw could NOT care less and was fast asleep.

Earlier in our area, the news talk radio, mentioned how pensioners close to retirement would loose the benefits of health care insurance and that more employers are dropping this provision, so that individuals can pay their own or sign up to Obama care. I forgot that word.

Addendum: Then I said aloud: “Everything seems to be going according to plan.” It was just a “thought”.

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Well tomorrow is another day. I’ll email and contact the head hunters more frequently for any job opportunities.

But I’ve been enjoying my homebound services with my parents. And I’m ready to expand to other “projects”, now that my blood pressure is down.

Today, my weight is on the new bracket. If I could loose another thirty pounds, I would try without the diet regime.

Actually the statin drug helps to shrink my muscles. I know once I get off the medication, more pounds will come back.

I’ve been dehydrated recently. I keep drinking water but keep urinating out out, which could explain my muscle spasms and cramps.

So I’ve been eating Paw’s fresh banana foodstuff and drinking my juice to get potassium back into my system.

Anyway, my urine was a darker yellow and had bubbles in it. That means I’m dehydrated and I need to drink more fluids.

But as soon as I drank more fluid, I could feel my parched lips become less dry. That’s a good sign.

I forgot that I’ve been sweating fun these hotter days recently and don’t feel thirsty.

And so I lost precious fluids, which would explain yesterday’s weight loss of two pounds into the next weight bracket.

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To the Boss:

When I texted your Mom that I’d “donate/support” whenever possible, I meant administrative tasks, such as buying music/materials/whatever. If it means to tutor, fine.

How do y’all think I got “broke” and lost everything, except my blood, sweat, and tears? Seriously, it’s because of loyalty. I don’t like being suckered, though.

The “hidden” reprecussions will result, err, in “deaths” from/by unknown/unseen forces. I can’t explain it but those who take advantage of my kindness/stupidity will get dinged.

Because I just “know” and “sense” that my assignment/duty/task comes rather “easily”/effortlessly as it was meant to be done without ill-will/malice/harm/injury/whatever.

So, if choir members can pick up some of the cost without reimbursing through “normal process”, then that would be more money for you. After all y’all want to repair other people’s trouble before your own kinds, eh?

Besides, those old farts have fixed income. If they can afford to participate in singing, then they should go above and beyond their “comfort zone” and be generous.

Addendum: I highlighted my hair blond to break up the “status quo,” or rather “quota”. Plus, I love the brightness. However, I think the burgundy is a better blend for my BLACK HEAD of hair!

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Had a thought about why we shouldn’t just go into troubled territories. It’s like us going inside the house of the illegal alien and divorced psycho nutter and trying to make everything better!

However, if America does have some interest in Syria, much like a honey-comb hive full of busy bees, then I guess that would be America’s “right”. That’s all I could “think” of for now.