Tag: paranormal

  • 20111123-Divorced Nutter

    At 07:44am this morning, I saw the divorced nutter out of the corner of my left eye as we were backing out of the driveway. She stood on the sidewalk and looked at the renter, who was inside his gray-colored station wagon-like car. Usually the renter would leave between 07:00am to 07:35am. But this morning was unusual because the divorced nutter was there and he was still warming up his car to leave later.

    As I straightened out the car to head off northbound on MY long stretch of road, I saw her look in our direction. I could see her transitional shades through the left/side mirror of the car and her adjusting her “shades” with one hand. Anyway, she is so thin-looking and still short.

    Also, notice the double-digit number of the time at 07:44am when this situation occurred.

  • 20111122-Noticing Numbers

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

    11/22/2011 13:36pm: After eating a late lunch at Goldilocks, a white Pontiac G6 had a license plate number ending at 211. There was 616.

    11/21/2011 23:13pm: At 23:11pm, I saw an ant crawling on the wireless phone on my computer desk and I told out it to go home because it can follow its trail just like extraterrestrials follow chemtrails.

    11/21/2011 21:33pm: En route home bound from a free concert “Grateful” at our local parish, the Arco gas station showed prices of 361, 371 and 381 (in the evening) from 363, 373, and 383 (after morning mass). Paw and I joked that the number three added to 6, 6 and 6.

    11/21/2011 19:07pm: At 1906pm, the odometer of Paw’s Mazda Protege showed 36,787.

    11/21/2011 11:25am: At 11:22am, the odometer of Paw’s Mazda Protege showed 36,766.

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  • 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.

  • Zapping light bulbs…

    Yesterday, I messed up Maw’s lightbulb. I believe the electromagnetic/static shock from rubbing my socks on the carpet while walking and for the fact that my skin has been DRY that when I reached out to flip the switch, a discharge left my left finger and “destroyed” yet another lightbulb. NO amount of LIBERAL miniaturization helped to cut my electrical sensitivity that I’d pick up in and around my fingertips, nay, the palms of my hands.

    And don’t get me wrong about reptilian being ALL negative or if I come across and dividing different groups among themselves and other species. They are in fact intelligent. And I cannot tell the difference from a good creäture and a bad creep. Even Maw’s voice started to get horse from her asthma/allergy in the throat while she was speaking briefly with the woman who dispensed eyeglasses this afternoon.

  • 20111114-Noticing Numbers

    While waiting in traffic from Tasman into eastbound Montague, I saw my car’s dashboard read as 72,111 (odometer) and 822.0 (speedometer). The time on my car showed 3:33pm. But the time on the cellphone showed 3:30pm.

    While Maw was talking to Bella (who continues to “play dumb” about “relative” events, I gagged on Maw’s delicious chicken noodle soup made with fresh, yellow-colored Lo Mei noodles. Maw was asking Bella about how many kids Jerel had but she wouldn’t say and at 12:22pm, that’s when I gagged so severely that I continued eating anyway and couged for ten minutes. For all we know all the youngest of three children will boomerang back into her parents’ house! She is already pregnant with a Mexican boyfriend’s baby.

     

  • Notes on old book…

    I was reading an old book last night while in bed because wasn’t sleepy and blogging was fruitless. Here are my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone:

    11/13/2011 23:46pm: p.148, “visible and invisible”. That’s in line with the new Roman Missal changes for November 27, 2011.

    11/13/2011 23:59pm: p. 153, The reason why a teacher tends to repeat things over and over is because he is senile! Or perhaps the student is too slow and dumb.

    11/14/2011 00:05am: p. 154, “slaves to their egos and vanities”. Well, from Obama‘s speech last night in Hawaii, I kept sending/thinking imageries of which they fed/he picked up about “improvements”. The speech ended 5:49pm (Hawaiian Time), which was ELEVEN minutes prior to 8:00pm (Pacific Time).

    11/14/2011 00:18am: p. 160, The pronounciation of the word “hiram” (from “Hiram Abiff“) means “to borrow” in Filipino.

  • 20111111-Noticing Numbers

     

    For those who understand eternity as one long, drawn-out fart, today (depending on your timezone location) is supposed to be 11/11/11 (or November, eleven, twenty-eleven). Those are six numbers of “one” in a row.

    At 1:03pm, I was trolling an article via my online reader. And on the bottom of this article there was an image of the American dollar bill. The back side of this dollar bill showed 11:11. The number “one” appears on all four corners on this side of the paper money.

    I never noticed before until now. That must mean I am slow to understand how insignificant one day means to infinity. And I don’t understand why some Jewish masons believe that the capping the Giza pyramid with their symbol is supposed to save the world.

    Again, for those who time travel, that’s non-sense.

  • 20111104-One Sound

    As per my notes via the “Memo” on my cellphone today at 9:19am, I heard a single tone from my broken music box from Paw when he stationed in Okinawa, Japan. The event was at 8:24am.

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  • 20111104-More Spooks

     

     

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    At 12:37am, the project manager called our land line and a few minutes later he was here to do pre-installation inspection for our leaky roof problem. He had Paw sign the papers and then at 2:11pm he was gone.

    As per my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone on 11/04/2011 at 09:08am, the sales consultant arrived at our home on 12:11pm yesterday. Maw exchanged stories with her wise words to make the old guy feel good.

    When I took some photos of our shingles at around 14:27pm and stood between Maw to my left and Dean to my right, he started loosing his voice! He coughed slightly a few times. I responded in “his language” by letting out a few frequencies of coughs and the clearing of my throat, assuming that he understood. I couldn’t tell if he was turning green but his buck teeth remained intact.

    By 3:00pm, he finished his sales pitch and sounded normal again.  As per my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone on 11/03/2011 15:11pm,  He left our home at 3:11pm. He was cordial enough to send me two emails regarding his thanks and the next step with Sarah and Eric and how his wife bought two persimmons ($0.59 each) from Trader Joe’s but were over ripe compared to our delicious one dozen persimmons from our backyard.

  • 20111029-Noticing Numbers

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    Today we bought eight yards of full cut fabric: Abbey Black (#956) from Calico Corner/Home. Here are some double digit numbers: customer number x11x55x, authorization number 11xxx, reference number xx00x777. Jeni helped us process our order.

    En route home ward, the dashboard of Paw’s Mazda Protoge read 36,666 (odometer). We were stopped at a straight line a few blocks from our home.

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  • 20110124-More Spooks

    At 04:20pm, the one-eyed, illegal ALIEN is powering up his circular saw softly. I’ve a feeling that the free standing “shed/patio/rented room” is being disguised by a LONG ladder that he lashed horizontally onto the facing wall to our shared fence with blue-colored cord. Yesterday evening there was a faint smell of paint coming from their backyard. I wonder what other “home/garden” improvement these people are doing without city code/approval.

    Last Saturday evening, lots of low rumbling vehicles were riding up and down MY long stretch of road. It could have been the creatures’ way of mourning their fallen motocycling comrade or something.

  • 20111023-Noticing Numbers

    There were many instances of double to triple digit numbers that I failed to record because of the DAILY frequency of each event. Here are more examples:

    • Paw’s MB E430 show 711.1 for the speedometer upon arrival at the DecA. Yesterday there were many more from my car.
    • One of the Foster’s chicken package had a price of $3.33 today.
    • The second to the last time we went to the DeCA, two packages of oxtails were incorrectly priced at $2.33 each.