Presidential candidate Herman Cain (R) outlined his “bold” tax plan below:
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I see the inverted numerical series of “6-6-6”, a Satanic value. Perhaps, HC, NG and RP might be potential “finalists” for POTUS from the GOP group.
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While reading and “borrowing” sample ideas from the “Theme Showcase – Minimum” a couple of hours or so ago, I noticed something on the right-hand column under the header of Theme Stats:
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Notice the number 144! It has the double-digit number four. Also, that number means something special to “Dawn”. She has this number all over her blog.
At 6:33pm tonight, I am trying a “Premium Theme”: Minimum by StudioPress for $75.
Currently, my blog stats is reading 67,666 total views. Is that “Satanic” or what?
At 18:22pm, Paw noticed that he was shortchanged a nickel! We are waiting here in Chowking #2 for our one bihon-guisado party tray ($9.99) and one 1-piece chicken ($12.99), which used to be $9.99. The amount due as $24.88.
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At 17:51pm and while waiting for Paw to come out with his change for $24.65 gasoline, his dashboard reads: 36,133 (odmeter).
At 9:31am this morning, the three of us finished eating breakfast at Denny’s for $25.11.
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About one half hour ago, I awoke from a dream or two.
I was wondering around indoors. At the end of one hallway there was an L-shaped sofa against the back wall to the left. There was a guy sitting on the “bottom” of this letter. As I faced him, I saw dirt and pieces of hair in the nook behind his left. I got angry because it needed to be cleaned. I picked up something, turned around to leave this end of the hallway and back out the front door ahead. But no sooner than I left the area and immediately to left, there was an old leather chair of brown color. I wanted to place whatever I had picked up and place the item(s) next to its left side.
In this next dream, I saw the title “Uwantson” on the left hand column to my reader. There were rows of “unread” contents but the “expanded” content was the bottom-most line. It had something to do with his bad auto transmission and driving the boys all over the valley. I then saw how the miles per hour was between seven and nine. I read and hear him say: “It ain’t gonna cut it!” And then I woke up.
While I went to the toilet, I viewed my email and saw something dated today at 16:49pm. I looked at the cellphone to see the timestamp read as 17:11pm. For the past two days, I had a series of bodily (or system) shocks. And so I assume that meant something beyond my request for something in writing. Well, I didn’t wait until I had to act and I reviewed some figures and saw how the balance was brought down by the two others within same system, which has been holding me hostage.
Anyway, about three or four days ago, I awoke to a dream in which the parakeets were fighting over the lower portion of a pale, colored chicken leg and foot! I could see it on the bottom of the white-colored tray with its “gooseflesh” bumps and its claws closed together, like a good luck. rabbit’s foot. One parakeet wanted it all and fought back the other four parakeets. the fifth parakeet was was a mysterious bird that flew around in the back yard. It swooped into the opened cage door, where Bully was sitting and chattering to himself. The color of the mysterious parakeet was dark olive in color. Maw said it could have been Winnie. I was thinking a different parakeet.
At 9:21am, we were finished eating breakfast at McD off Old Oakland Rd. I saw the dashboard of Paw’s Mazda Protoge read as: 36,111 (odometer).
We saw three and then two homeless people talking off the seating areas outdoors. One looked like a tall, black woman with Asian eyes. She was smoking cigarettes and laughing with a shorter man, who was wearing a dark-colored, hooded sweater, which read on the back as “LOCAL 333 – SAN JOSE”.
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On August 30, 2011 at 3:33 PM, I replied to a “dream blog”. The time on my personal computer reads at 2:37pm right now.
On August 27, 2011 at 7:16 PM, my dashboard read as 71,800 (odometer) and 511.0 (speedometer).
At 4:42pm, I commented on a “dream blog.
At 4:33pm, I sat down to slab on my skin some Coconut Body Butter with Community Trade organic virgin coconut oil for Normal/dry skin by “The Body Shop”.
At 4:07pm, Maw and I ate a Slow Churned® Ice Cream “Coconut Pineapple Limited Edition (May-Aug) New!” by Dreyer’s.
At 4:00pm, the three of us completed cleaning for the day.
After eating breakfast, Paw did most of the vacuuming the walls with Maw helping to dust his furniture; while I ironed yesterday’s wash of covers for two leather sofas and my upright piano by Kimball. After lunch, Maw and I soaped and wash four screens from the windows downstairs. We also soaped and wiped down the windows and the sliding door leading to the back yard. Then the three of us soaped and washed four pieces of sailboat material of green color for the patio.
There was a hornet’s (or yellow jacket’s) nest in the corner. Thank goodness the old timers didn’t destroy the colony and the little eggs growing inside. Maw killed two big black spiders. I wonder if they are the food for the blue jay who was screeching a warning to me as I tried to sweep up dried leaves upon the ginger rocks with my almighty “walis” (or a Filipino word for a make-shift broom made out of dried reed twigs).
Of course, the divorced nutter was listening and working quietly next door to us while Maw and I scolded each other LOUDLY during this warm day of crispy clear blue skies with some cool breeze to help dried our work faster. That parakeets got scared from our activities and got quiet when we lowered the four coverings to the patio. After we put those up, they made noise as usual as if morning suddenly started all over again.
Here is an image showing:
“To Go Order 66”
It’s from Carl’s Jr. We are having Hand-breaded Chicken Fillet, Portobello Mushroom Six Million Burger 100% Angus Beef”, a Famous Star, Beef Nachos and three Hand Scooped Ice Cream Shake (Banana, Strawberry, and Vanilla.)
Notice the double digit number six.
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The dashboard for the MB E430 showed 40,144 prior to leaving the garage this morning.
While laying in bed for the night, I added ten (10) days to Obama’s birthday to August 23, 2011 and came up with 33, a double-digit number.
And people wonder why man-made, err, acts of “God”, err, natural disasters of earthquake around the East Coast has occurred, why there is still the Libyan wars and pals underways and why Obama didn’t seem to “speech” about his concern or to “offer” his praise and sympathy these Satanic rituals, err, synchronous events.
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At 12:22pm, I received a phone call from 650-799-xxxx, thinking that it’s from my ‘head hunter’ from San Mateo, CA; so I could at least work a temp job because the fat bastard and his Moronic friends, haven’t called back or speed up things, respectively.
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Right, that’s another spook/gang stalking activity to “see” if I’m answering my phone call. Whatever.