Behold! The image shows thirty-three inches for the side gate of our street facing wooden fence, which Mister Van left unfinished until who the heck knows when, maybe next Tuesday or some other Asian Masonic auspicious calendar date.
We assumed that he finish today but as y’all can see the mortar is slipping above the one inch tape measurement.
He took two thousand yesterday and one thousand two days ago. If he really wants a VERY good tip he could have sped things up, include elderly discount, veterans discount, and one referral discount!
Today a Vietnamese neighbor two cul-de-sac northbound had his fence fall down. I spoke with the son who came here 2000. His Dad asked for reference two days ago. Yesterday after noontime, a whitish guy stopped his creamy mini copper car and asked for reference. He said, it’s looking good. Yesterday two young mothers an Asian who pushed a baby carriage with a mulatto infant, I think, and an African American walked southbound. Around one hour ago, they walked northbound and the Asian said, It’s looking good. Spooks.
Yesterday, the same big fat Chicano on his pimped down, mini bike road from southbound towards MY drive going eastbound.
I’ve gotten pissed because I can’t afford to stay here without a good paying job AND after my parents pass onward. They’re putting too much upgrade into their property that hasn’t yet been appraised.And it’s value is no good if a crazy neighbor lives directly adjacent to us. Her house is appraised at a value of around $329,000. So she should sell before someone files a case against the property owners. Whatever
So yeah is occultism, paranormal syncs again. That’s all.









