Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

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Resurrecting Uncategorized Private posts ending in Random Notes/Thoughts/Quotes. 20250105-2213 PST.

  • 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!

  • 20111117-Random Thoughts

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

    2243pm: Maw was tucked in for the night. “This is right.” She said. No. It’s confusing. But the layout of her bedroom “feels” logical. Walk-through in counter clockwise direction along walls to the “right”: Door, (go straight), mirror dresser/jewelry box and junk, amoire/television and receiver, (turn left), windows/blinds, (turn left) matching bedside table/CPAP machine, bed/TempurPedic, folding wooden table, another wooden table, triple lamp pole, (turn left), closets full of clothes, exit door to the right.

    2206pm: Earlier today, I got bored again and deleted all the Favorites from my YouTube account.

    15:00pm: Saw large, white-colored SUV (with CA license plate number ending in 215) pull suddenly behind MY PILE OF YARD WORK from the railroad intersection. A skinny white boy with brunette hair and black and white clothes got out of his “truck” and opened his WHITE hood. He then “hid” behind the “passenger” side of the jacked-up vehicle when I made a U-TURN to slow down and look. It was around 1506pm, because the Mark R. Levin jingle to his show started. When I returned 1/4 of a mile in the direction of Monterey Road via Hedding (to pick up up our repaired chair from Fred (the compadre of Carlos, who later helped us load the chair into Paw’s Mazda), he left the scene, made a U-TURN and took off at the railroad intersection and headed in the northwest direction.

    1320pm: Paw reported that Ossy came back, hollered at Paw and retrieved his ladder, which is left tethered to our home off the side entry way. He sounded out of breath, a sign that his veins are clogged. He had a decided limp yesterday upon entering out home with Erik.

    1153am: At 1145am I completed yard work and heard Paw said his thanks for helping him do the yard work. He should have thanked Maw, too, who helped to scoop the remaining persimmon leaves into the wheelbarrow while I swept our SIDE PROPERTY of FENCE and of EUCALYPTUS TREE and SLABS OF CEMENT. I did the city a favor by sweeping the sidewalk AND streets/curbs with my electric blower/OLD green rake, respectively.

    1153am: At 1120am, the building inspector (from the city) came over, said hello to my while I wore my blue mask and ALL over black outfit while doing yard work off the side street. I told Maw and then Paw that he was here and Paw managed to get his name, Mike. While he was inspecting I noticed a maroon-colored sedan parked north of my work site and next to the second eucalyptus tree growing off the side of the neighbor in front of us. I kept flicking him off until I finished my yard work. He left when I finished, which wasn’t so because Maw took away two of my sweeping tools and had to follow her into the backyard.

    0954am: At 2038pm last night (11/16/2011), I heard the loud grumbling of a spook shifting his car into gear to make donut holes on MY intersection. I jumped out of bed and peeped through my blinds. He sensed that he sensed my presence and left the scene westward on the RUE. I took a VERY BLURRY mental note on the shape of his DARK car, which was VERY pointed at the hood and squared off at the back. A few minutes later, I heard his vehicle grumbling in the VERY distance somewhere, I knocked his car off, too.

    0953am: At 0951am today, I noticed a white bearded guy sitting one table from us. I could see he looked like Santa Claus with his beards and rosy cheeks. He seemed to be prayer with both hands clasped together on the table, his head held downward and his eyes closed. At that time, he sent his purple visual with my eyes closed. He jolted upright and seemed to have touched his throat. That was the area where I wore Shrimpsei’s nano-pendant. At that VERY same time, two waitresses came from behind us and over to serve him. He must be a regular patron of the place. Paw and I had Pumpkin Nut Pancakes, which were delicious! Maw had a power breakfast for $5.

  • 20111116-Random Thoughts

    11/15/2011 2031pm: Blinking eyes means taking snap shots of time!

    11/15/2011 1957pm: You gotta feel pain before you gain!

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  • 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.”

  • 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-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.

  • 20111109-Random Thoughts

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

    11/09/2011 07:35am: I wondered to myself how various loans of government agencies are fulfilled and how taxpayers are footing the bill to pay China and pals through these legislations done behind closed doors by the Super Committee. People are truly slaves/serfs/peasants/tools who are being overworked and FORCED to pay above and beyond their fair share to their task masters. And people believe that government regulations would stop the incessant wants and needs of humans monkeys. The noise won’t ever stop because human monkeys continue to cheat, lie and steal in this great land of opportunity. It’s no wonder that a lock-down of freedom WORLDWODE would manifest because of the betrayals of people in power.

  • 20111101-Random Thoughts

    As per my late notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone on 11/01/2011 at 08:57am, my mind had wandered again during this morning’s mass, which was celebrated by the Monseigneur.

    A few days ago, I saw in my mind’s creative eye that while the Capitol Building resembles a Mosque, I see a female organ. That’s right! That’s the raised piece that is supposed to makes a female orgasm! And lo and behold, the Washington Monument represent the male phallic organ. The whole schematic of Washington D.C. is really a symbolic representation of the “fertility/reproduction” in “action”!

    My other thought was that of the big dark eyes of these alleged “gray” extraterrestrials and how they are allegedly very ancient since the beginning of time. I see how the eyes of the “human” could have once been all dark as one big pupil/iris. But because of the intense sunlight, the “corners” of the eyes were burned off and became white.

  • 20111025-Random Thoughts

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

    10/25/2011 10:30am: Yesterday we were en route to eat breakfast at Carrow’s (where Maria served us) and wondered where all the gold went should China decide to take an ccount/inventory of their gold. I mentioned how ALIENS beamed up whatever gold they needed to line their failed/failing atmosphere. Maw thinks they can go through walks and unlock doors to get at the gold from Fort Knox.

    10/25/2011 08:37am: This morning’s sermon by Father Michael was about how Catholic/churches was/were wiped out by 1600 in England. He hopes our government doesn’t to that to the religions/churches here in America. I learned from watching a YouTube video last night that those religious organizations that belong the “network” will get tax-exempt status.

    10/24/2011 07:34am: When I hear people say they “poured out their hearts and soul”, I think of a deeper meaning of sacrificial offerings — to get ahead of the game, to climb the ladder of success, to do/give their best — of themselves and at the expense of others/lives.

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  • 20111019-Random Thoughts

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

    10/19/2011 10:51am: I toggled my hearing aide to hear amplified noise while waiting in the car for the twosome to get out of their doctor’s appointment. The double-horned sound of a large truck startled me. But the sounds of rushing cars behind me really sounded like raindrops falling. I recall how old granny must have mistaken white noise for rain.

    10/19/2011 10:05am: En route both appoinments, Maw described how inspectors tell the licensed personnel to make sure they comply. But since some staff were already overworked/taxed, they couldn’t keep up. This was before the state implemented computer and a time when paper works had to be inspected, too. Of course, sabateurs would not cooperate and management would be the ones in troubles because they failed to adequately staff and address work-related issues. In my opinion, regulations are necessary to ensure that corrupt/immoral/unethical business practices are addressed for the “common good”.

    10/19/2011 08:50am: En route home bound from his morning’s mass, Maw and Paw were talking about the raise in COLA of, say, $40 per month while at the same time the raise in Medicare premiums of, say, $38 per month. That’s at least two dollars that go back to the government. Furthe, the increase will be an increase in gross earnings at the end of the year. Thus, more in taxes will be paid for that year’s end. The point is: Why keep raising if the concept is still th same each year?

    10/19/2011 07:49am: This was a thought from yesterday or the day before and it was about how we are bio-experiments and how our “creators” would log in our progress on the medical charts, which would be the same/equivalent to the New Age version of the Akashic records or religiously-speaking, th “Book/s of Life”.

    10/19/2011 06:49am: I recall a fourth grade class. We were at least four and we drew a “Strawberry Field” with children on the left on a large cardboard. Doug M#ssm@n pleaded to me: “Please! Please! Can I take our project home? Or I’ll get into trouble with my dad!” I couldn’t recall if I was being greedy or nice. But Tony the fat white kid said: “Let her have it. She did most of the work.”

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  • 20111018-Random Thoughts

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

    10/18/2011 12:38pm: We left home at 10:00am. At the same time I saw the sidedoor to the garage door of the divorced nutter living next door to us open up. Paw and I walked around the mall three times — twice encountering Ben and Minh and once meeting Maw, who did two, one-half circuits.

    From 11:00am to 12:30pm, Maw talked to Minh and Ben talked to Paw and me. We learned of his military background from Q-5 clearance up in Huntsford, Oregon from DOD to DOE. He talked of how the corporations are controlling the government, of working in Lousisana and the tundra climate of Greenland and its barren, lonely environment of one female nurse and thousands of GI, or working a total of 250 years of military service (in the Air Force) by his father, four other brothers and his son; proudly showed us his Urkel-like photo (of thick glasses, white turtle neck and baby blue sweater) from Defense Logistic Agency; and shared his knowledge of military generals (with “prima-donna” egos) from a THICK book he bought from a book store. Of course, Omar was mentioned, along with Marshall, Patton, Eisenhower, McArthur, Churchill, George VI and pals.

    10/18/2011 09:20am: After eating this morning’s breakfast, I was thinking about the clones of Obama. Each clone has lots of ego. If indeed clones have no souls and despite the fact that each clone has a perfect replica of the original Obama ego, then the “creators” of the clones can destroy these replicas because they are dangerous. After all, “There can only be one.” That’s from the 1986 film “Highlander“.

    10/18/2011 08:48am: En route home bound from this morning’s mass, Maw had talked about her jokes at work. Her co-worker, Joan Lewis, and she would joke about another co-worker. Joan’s speech is rapid, too. And when both of them tried to pronounce the name of another co-worker, Doug Hunter, it would sound like they were talking about a “dog hunter”. That was over ten years ago.

    10/18/2011 07:40am: You know it’s bad when you have a watery poop: you start to sweat. You know it’s bad when you have post nasal drip: you start to gag and get teary-eyed.

    10/17/2011 08:14am: I recall how space probes were sent up into space and how “golden records” contain information that might have confused alleged intelligent life found on other planetary system. One sample might have included a fictional film, which the alleged intelligent life might have confused as being a reality based on this earth. And when these intelligent life forms found earth, they made a mess of our reality by producing “class acts”, thinking that is how the human species communicate. That is false. Because we humans remember telling the truth and not dramatize half-truth through social media outlets.

  • 20111014-Random Thoughts

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

    10/14/2011 07:23 am: I saw a photo online. It showed Thailand dancers wearing long fingernails. To me, that do NOT look human at all! But in reality may be reptilian in origin. How could any human work and play in those long finernails, except entertain one’s wild imgination?

    10/13/2011 19:43pm: As per a conversation with Maw (mostly as usual), America is already owned by FOREIGNERS who would invest on real property and build their condominiums, duplexes, sub-divisions, townhomes, single-residentials, and apartments. They (South Asian Indians/Muslims) would charge TOO much on these real properties and take the American dollars home to enjoy! That’s why Americans are poor!