Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

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  • 20060520-Friendly Brat

    Today has been mostly gray clouds over the whole Bay Area and not a single drop of rain fell. The air is cold and crispy as I looked above to see the Sun with its nice halo. There are some wispy clouds behind and that is enough to convince me that today will be another fine Saturday.

    We are frying fish outside the char broiler and the propane tank has enough fuel for many more fun filled days. The first one is catfish and the second one is tilapia, a popular Asian fish. I prefer tilapia because it’s meatier compared to the smelly catfish, which reminds me of old men with whiskers. There are three green chili peppers and a slab of meat being cooked also.

    At around 10:29AM, there were two black colored copters that flew from a southwest direction towards a northeast direction into the distance of Mt. Hamilton, CA. I do not know why they would make their presence known DIRECTLY over my home or my parents’ house.

    Yesterday and today, there were lots of light planes making their presence known in my airspace also. I never flew inside a light plane before and would assume that it’s too loud inside. Besides, I did mention in my previous blogs that my tummy doesn’t like the feeling of free falling.

    I took pictures of both copters; the gray clouds; the Sun’s halo and some birds with my CB in the background. This goes to show that my life as a novice writer and warrior, a dedicated hard worker and slave and a simple person and human, could be described as being none other than a Friendly Brat.

    My purpose in this lifetime is to observe the events unfolding in my immediate surroundings and learn all that I could and to take all the trials and errors that I could possibly encounter and make life both fun and enjoyable.

    Today should be another example of how there seems to be lots of wool being pulled over everyone’s eyes. The wool, in my opinion, could be fear, which I felt as my hand shook from excitement when I messaged Brat about the two copters flying above.

    The increase in police activities on the roads and in the skies and in spectacular headlines that seem to focus on negativity are examples of more wool that should not make us feel cold from fear like ice cold tea or lemonade but should keep us warm like sweaters knitted by loved ones.

    I would like to remind everyone that the mundane events have many positive outcomes on a daily basis that do not always make the headlines. This brat wants to make sure that the senses of new and old thinking in each and everyone are being tickled in a friendly manner.

    Once again, I would like to subscribe to the great comedy of life and allow everyone to discover that laughter is the best medicine. Besides, if we all want to one day meet our Maker, I would prefer to know that many great smiles have resulted from people who could make a difference in all that is good.

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    Saturday May 20, 2006 – 11:55am (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments

  • 20060501-Gold Luck

    1. Gold Zapper

    I love gold, especially my zapper from South Africa. The device arrived today in a white envelope with the prettiest stamps of five: one green bird; two green butterflies and two fish of blue and orange.

    I opened the package up on 08:55PM; dropped one of two batteries; read the personal ‘thank you’ note written on a red card and excitedly strapped on the device to my right calf. As a matter of fact, I was thinking about my internet order since yesterday.

    My right calf immediately started to twitch. This twitch has been ongoing since 1996 after receiving a nice red bullet like souvenir from my vacation at Philippines. I think this was after we visited our ancestral hills, which had tall grasses for biting critters to hide and jump on unsuspecting tourists from America.

    I bought this zapper because I like the idea of the white band to strap on the arm or leg. The contours of the body make for zappers to slide off easily unless secured with clothes, for example. The band is quite comfortable and not constricting.

    The freedom to move about is great while I zap away my critters. I have to move it around when it gets itchy or uncomfortable; could choose different parts of the body and not have to worry of its whereabouts.

    2. Orgonite Experiences

    As I continue this blog, I would like to share today’s experiences that may be related to my newest orgonite purchase. Usually, there would be copters flying around my house. And one copter did flyby my neighborhood prior to my 05:00PM arrival at home.

    At around 09:22AM this morning and on my usual road going towards Highway 101, I passed by a large white and very clean pick up truck. This ‘watcher’ did not follow me but instead pulled out from its parked position and made a U-turn. I noticed a ‘homeless’ cyclist pedaling from the point of my intersection.

    Trail clouds were being laid on the West coast hills of the Bay Area this morning. Around 02:50PM, I noticed a trail cloud above our twelve story building cutting towards the circular buildings in a westward direction.

    I continued to limp to my car parked on the first floor of the garage. My bum right knee was painful from overexertion during Brat’s move yesterday. And I hardly got up my chair from work because my knees wouldn’t bend all that well.

    We left the building to go to the hotel (on the same block of the convention center) where a meeting of our company took place. I intercepted a co-worker and we used the restroom; walked into the meeting late and, instead of standing the whole time, left some co-workers and in a few minutes found myself a seat on the very front.

    I clapped my hands like a robot cue; drank my bottled water when I felt dry and kept my face neutral the whole time. The main guy of the company was speaking at the time and I think he kept looking at my direction. I like to think I’m popular. But I am a worker like everyone who listened to the d

    The presentation was not that long as I sat very still and kept my spine erect in order to minimize pain from yesterday’s move of ‘Brat’s. My name was up on the projector screen to show people who worked three years and I raised both arms up in elation. There were a few that reached six or more years.

    Later the reception included lots of food, drinks and dessert. I ate only three sushi rolls, a chocolate covered strawberry and one hot cup of coffee. I took home a chocolate chip cookie, which I will eat later. I only talked with one co-worker from the finance department. There were too many people and decided to leave at 04:30PM.

    At 04:45PM, the sylphs continued to transmute a single trail cloud being laid over Mt. Hamilton, CA. The clear blue skies have made the whole day quite pleasant and this blissful feeling encouraged me to sing of friendship and love to the sylphs as I drove home from the hotel.

    About 09:20PM, this sharp pungent odor, which may be from a stink bomb, filled the night air. I immediately closed all the windows upstairs and hope my ionizer could filter away this stinky smelly.

    The zapper shocked my leg at little bit at 09:32PM and I simultaneously heard a sharp sound to my right side where my dresser is located. Whenever my system is jolted, there would be the sound of a rap or a tap somewhere inside my bedroom.

    3. Good Luck

    This orgonite unit could not have come on a better day because Brat is now living in his new house. Once again there is no co-incidence and the fact that both the receipt of zapper and his first night at his new house are considered lucky to me, at least.

    Two people, who found each other, are lucky and in love. This is like finding gold at the end of the rainbow. Rainbows are colorful but seem to appear a little after the storm. And the storm in this house is no longer.

    This house is now quiet and calmer after the fighting that has been occurring between Maw and Brat. I am not that afraid being alone upstairs as long as I have my nightlight while sleeping and my 100 watt light bulb to keep my bedroom brightly lit while blogging.

    My convincing him to live in his new house on Mayday, which is the first of May today, is a good way to start his life away from home and towards a new beginning. In addition, I couldn’t wait to find a way to get the faster computer and DSL line leftover from him.

    The first separation prompted Brat to call home several times to obtain his bio-unit’s blessings and to feel the comfort of knowing his bio-units is still with him even when he is away from home.

    We brought: ear swabs of cotton; paper towels and toilet paper; his miniature crucifix; his a magnet of two squirrels which is now on the fridge; his laundry; two headless Sanrio pillows and his two stuff bears of dark brown and honey colored Pooh.

    My bio-units lectured to the couple and we all had the chance to meet the next door neighbors, who are elderly Asians. Twit spoke their language and I too will have to learn by taking classes when I retire early soon enough.

    My new beginning is possible because this morning I spoke with my bio-units about cleaning both his room and the guest room. I apologized to them tonight and took responsibility for everything that went wrong.

    My goal is to clean up the mess instilled into Brat’s malleable mind and reconcile the hurt between his folks and him. I will provide only positive feedback and better counseling skills by asking lots of questions and listening with the benefit of a doubt.

    As in my previous blog entry, Mayday is not just for the hard workers or fertility festivities but is: good in the receipt of my internet purchase; lucky in the new life of Brat and golden of having hoped to further reconcile our differences.

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    Monday May 1, 2006 – 10:22pm (PDT) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments

  • 20060421-Burial Bed

    Today is the funeral of the relative. I am supposed to get dressed in the usual color of black after my sleep has been disturbed twice by Paw who had knocked on my bedroom door this morning. I found my neck craned to the left in its usual comfortable position.

    The smell of coffee brewing into my bedroom from downstairs makes me hungry as the Sunlight appears brighter over Mt. Hamilton, CA to the gray cloudy morning at 07:07AM. The air does not feel cold like yesterday and imagine today’s funeral service is not going to be rainy.

    Paw replaced Brat as a pallbearer and I heard Brat say a joyous elation at 07:11AM that he doesn’t have to attend today’s burial. I envy Brat because he seems to be able to avoid the many distractions in life, especially from relatives that enjoy parties.

    Brat has to oversee some contractors working at his new house, which seems too small for me but too large for my parents to imaging cleaning. The smell of new houses (and cars) make me feel proud to know that people are able to afford their luxury goods while still living as human beings on this precious planet.

    Paw insisted that we leave around 08:00PM so that we could be at the chapel at around 09:00AM. I felt that we could have left the house around08:30AM due to the traffic is in the opposite direction. I decided to travel slowly and on the slowest lane on the rightmost side to get there.

    We left the house at 08:05AM and traveled at 60 miles per hour northbound on Highway 880 towards our exit at Decoto Road. As usual I have my favorite entourage of ‘watchers’ leaving their parked positions from this stretch of highway. There were three vehicles in total that I noticed along the way.

    The first two vehicles stopped their emergency blinkers upon my intersecting their positions at 08:25AM. These were light colors in beige and grayish blue, I think. The beige colored sedan had two mini antennas sticking out from the back windows.

    The third vehicle was a tow truck with its broken vehicle in the back. This tow truck stopped its emergency blinkers around 08:30AM near the exit upon my intersecting this position. I flashed my brakes to show I cared too.

    We arrived at the funeral home and took pictures of cousins, the eight paternal siblings and other miscellaneous shots while waiting inside. I felt relaxed the whole time until traveling from 10:00AM to 11:30AM towards the church. We had both our emergency blinkers and head lights on.

    The police escorts were very skilled as they weaved back and forth through the procession and while they stopped traffic at each intersection. I think those police did their jobs well in directing traffic. The scary part was coming back from the mass on southbound Highway 880 because we were too close to each other.

    The burial was quick as the coffin was lowered into the ground. I was one of remaining person to throw red roses into the plot because there were people crowding around that tossed their hopes into that hole in the ground. The ground will do a nice job of biodegrading the reproductive organs of these flowering plants.

    While waiting mindlessly under the heat of the sun, I enjoyed standing under my wide umbrella with wooden handles and a colorful stain glassed design of the Sistine Chapel. Our umbrella was by far the prettiest among the rest.

    I took pictures of the fluffy, white clouds and sylphs overhead as well as small purple flowers in the cement container of a large obelisk shaped structure, which had a small pyramid top. There were Masonic symbols elsewhere on the property.

    My Succor Punch from Quebec, Canada was buzzing away in my deep, over the shoulder leather black bag. My decision to bring this crystal healing device along is to help clean our environment. This cleansing did work today because a nasty monster had gagged on her spit (or post nasal drips) the whole time we were at the chapel this morning.

    She continued to cough throughout the mass this afternoon. Her waving me away won’t suffice under these circumstances. I forced her and her family to shake my hands in peace at mass. I had expected more from someone who failed to show face during the growing years in the past.

    Malditas, according to old Filipino sayings, are mean and manipulative. This particular maldita did not show proper respect to my parents and me, especially when leaving the restaurant this afternoon. I waved and smiled goodbye to her and her monstrous, six foot daughter but neither acknowledged my friendly gesture.

    Burials should symbolize the passing away of mean spirited people and the leaving behind ill feelings towards one another. Unfortunately, some remain alive to show their hideous monstrosity by not being nice. People should try proving to themselves with whatever means possible (like orgonite for example) to reveal those people who do not behave.

    Today, I am certain that being buried is almost comparable to those people who are not fully awake and continue to sleep on their beds without opening their eyes to the true nature of bad people, who need to be cleansed towards the better good and cleared from the environment for nicer folks.

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  • 20060416-Happy Easter

    I greet Happy Easter to everyone. The whole morning has been raining and I surmise that team orgonite has contributed to the radical moisture that my Bay Area has received recently.

    I do believe that we will not have the drought, which reminds me of saving water by not flushing the toilet frequently or watering the plants in our backyard with gray water, for example.

    The day was simple and I arose from bed at 06:15AM after Paw knocked on my bedroom door and greeted us kids Happy Easter. I took deeps breathes and felt like I had a good night’s sleep. I dragged myself out of bed and couldn’t decide what to wear and found my brown colored, high neck vest in the closet.

    We attended this morning’s Easter Sunday mass at 07:00AM and arrived around 06:50AM. This mass had people filling up the pews because some people were already standing along walls of the side aisles in side the church. We had decided last night to attend this very first mass of the day to avoid the crowd later on and the children that would be in tow.

    I later drove my bio-units to a burger place but had decided to go eat breakfast at a nicer restaurant instead. The rain was pouring when we got out of the car to the restaurant (and to the mass earlier). We had only one black ‘Tote’ umbrella that automatically pops open and extends with the push of the button.

    We were escorted by a very young lad named ‘Paul,’ who was cute. And later ‘David’ served us nicely with his cute smile. I liked him as we all joked about adopting him since we will now have two empty bedrooms upstairs. I helped my bio-units order their meals and didn’t realize most establishments do not serve soup, which I wanted as a light breakfast.

    So Maw and I shared a plate since both of us have reduced appetites recently. I think we are getting older basically. We were served two extra hot chocolates for Paw and Brat and two extra cups of regular coffee for Maw and me. Maw and I tipped ‘David’ well and he smiled with his comment that we were easy customers.

    I like to think that we could make each others’ lives easier with a simple gesture of kindness and understanding. For example, we patrons of eating establishments need to know how to order from the menu and state the items clearly and somewhat loudly. Some waiters cannot hear well and the background noise for me would be distracting.

    This makes the waiter less stressed out and the patrons happy. Patrons who are fussy are not nice. I do not like patrons who make a big deal for poor service. Perhaps the waiters are not happy and should consider their treatment from customers in the past.

    So we had eaten breakfast and discussed affairs with ‘Brat’ being frustrated but joyous at the move to his new home this week. We then went home and I proceeded to edit ALL my Yahoo! 360 blog entries with the spell checker. I found many errors this morning until 01:30PM this afternoon.

    I slept until 05:00PM and felt quite refreshed after being so tired of editing my blogs. I am a less irritating person after having my nice afternoon nap which makes me clear headed and happier.

    I heard the slamming of the garage door which signaled that Paw is about to put on his shoes. He would sit on the second step of the stairways and take his usual time at a slow pace to accomplish this small task.

    I panicked thinking that the taxes were due by midnight tonight. Paw came upstairs again and said that it’s not due until tomorrow. I didn’t want to attend the 06:00PM ‘Prayer for the Dead’ of the relative but decided that I had better show face to a bunch of people who will become fertilizer for the future as well.

    I drove my bio-units at 80 miles per hour on Northbound 880 towards San Leandro, CA and managed to parallel park nicely right in front of her house. I am proud of this little effort and skills that do not always occur since our area is not crowded and have better parking lots.

    We waited another thirty minutes or so in Filipinos time before we actually started to pray. Filipinos have a tendency to delay the timing almost from one to two hour for private gatherings and especially when leaving where we could talk some more before stepping out the door to go home.

    I was not at all surprised that my first cousins from hospital two days ago did not attend. ‘Gignat’, who is the tallest first cousin at over 6 feet, was the only other cousin that attended tonight’s prayer. I wondered why ‘Gignat’, my uncle ‘Macaroni’, called us last night to inform us of this gathering. His wife, ‘Glogre’, seemed behaved tonight and did not roll her eyeballs at me twice in two separate parties from the past, which I will never forget.

    I liked the small chapel built as an extension leading from the original backyard. We prayed and sang in here. Only five of the closest friends attended this prayer. I thought there would be more people attending since the couple used to throw lots of parties. I suppose that there are separate prayers for their friends later on.

    My bio-units and I participated in saying the ‘Divine Mercy’ which is a good sign since we are the oldest bio-units on Paws side to remain intact for three decades. This prayer is repeated five times based on the ten beads of the rosary. This is another form of mantra that allows me to relax by the way.

    The prayer is supposed to make the lost soul finds its way up into heaven. I don’t know where these people get this information but that is the belief system established and maybe modified by the Catholic’ Church. Traditionally, we are supposed to pray for forty (or ninety) days until the soul finds its way to an eternal home (or another incarnation for other belief systems).

    I ate my share of: mostly <em>pancit,</em> which is clear noodles with vegetables and/or meat and cooked by Maw without my help again, very sweet orange wedges, shrimp dipped in cocktail, cornbread made with Philly cheese and bottled water from home.

    Brat drove home and I had to take a nice shower to wash away dirt, grime and iniquities of breathing the stuffy air from that house. I proceeded to electronically file the taxes and paid for both Brat and me. I had to charge my credit card for the Federal forms and debit my checking account for the State forms. I am poorer as a result.

    I’ve ordered another Zapper with gold from Africa. I felt I needed a replacement because the pennies on the original Terminator from three years ago are wearing down. This still works and will use it to supplement my new order. I placed another order online for three general healing products. I’m trying to clean my innards and could use that nice parfait cream for my skin.

    I don’t mind this simple life as long as no one bothers me. My Easter day did not have the Easter eggs to hunt or color from the past or the screaming of children to shock my chakras in the future or the sunshine to go take pictures, which were purple flowers growing in the front of their house.

    Easter is supposed to be Christian celebration of the Resurrection of Christ with its pagan fertility symbols of rabbits, colored eggs and white lily flowers. The month of April is really the Blessed birthday instead of the pagan December or Winter solstice, which is the longest darkness of the year. Either way I greet Happy Birthday to You.

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  • 20060311-Chocolate Chips

    Chocolate chips is best enjoyed in my desserts of vanilla or mocha ice cream drenched in hot fudge, of cookies melted and still hot from the oven and of granola bars all sticky and glued together with oats.

    Chocolate chips are dark, sugary and crunchy and it’s softer to bite down on every scrumptious morsels compared to the snack foods like nuts, chips and dips. I prefer chocolate chips over chocolate bars because it’s smaller and as satisfying when it melts in my mouth.

    These little delights have been my favorite comfort and serotonin producers all my life. They ease the times of being sad during romantic movies and miserable for not having company. And the reward is the small satisfaction of being filled from a sugar high. For I have also gained some fat cells singing praise of incoming tidings and some cavities hailing the widening holes in my teeth.

    Chocolate chips may look like dark droppings made by hamsters but its true form is revealed in the bitter sweet taste. That is what happened to my family units last night. Their reconciliation efforts with each other paid off. After having lowered themselves to baser emotions for too long, that night brought them closer together and raised the spiritual vibration back to normal. Whether this is due in part to my disappearance from their lives last night is but a piece of the puzzle that I cannot explain.

    My presence has been to listen and council the two opposing forces to the best of my abilities. These interventions also included my personal prayers to allow these forces to gain enough understanding of themselves and the clearing of the surrounding property with orgonite, ceremonial smudging and holy water, which I also sprinkled on Brat due to some gremlins making noises in the gutter outside his bedroom on 03-06-2006.

    After only five days, the results were clear. The good intentions of everyone uplifted their sensibilities and got them back on track. And the train is going forward for them all. There is no going back to their old selves.

    I know in my heart they have overcome this most recent and major obstacle at this point in time. Instead of ramming head onto the blockage that continued to harm them, both have merely found a way around. And that was how these two united.

    Brat understood that Maws anger is for his own good. With that primary affirmation, Maw promised to never get angry at him again. Her renewed strength has been described as the burden that flew upward (with both arms flung out and hands flared opened) and away from her shoulders. Her voice, once stifled with little air due to asthma, is much clearer and calmer now. Everyone at the dinner last night changed.

    I am truly thankful that somehow the bitter sweet relationship between Brat and Maw has always been the perfect lesson to me. I only wished that I could have been there to share the dark chocolate cake that came with the dinner last night. Unfortunately, the cake wasn’t made with my favorite chocolate chips.

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