Tag: relationships

  • 20100406-Twit Time

    After Sunday mass, Maw specifically asked the girl to buy a container of spinach dip at Costco. What does the girl do? She told her husband to go pick up a container and delivery the request to his OLD family himself! If she were a good daughter-in-law, that request could have been processed by HER (good heart, if any) the following day on Monday.

    I had to leave a message on her cellphone on Tuesday and told her to forget about it. Apparently, the boy continues to claim forgetting to purchase one for whatever reasons, such as being too busy and burned out at work. His work place is behind the Costco store; so I find this as no excuse to me.

    Symbolically, this means he doesn’t care about his OLD family. And he is intentionally refusing to go out of his way make amends for the errors of his ways. It’s a known condition on his paternal side – vindictive when caught and stubborn through teeth and nails.

    I see this also as a way of the girl to let us know that `get it yourself`, too. The point is the ungrateful twosome should just return the EXPENSIVE money gifts and call it even; so there is no power trip over who owes anyone. If the monetary ills are the MAIN reason for their attitudes, I don’t what else to interpret other than they are both fooling each other.

  • 20100408-Very Impressionable

    I do not believe in sex education. Since my brain was slow during the growing years, I didn’t understand sex. All I remember from my sex education classes were the photos of the reproductive parts.

    When I turned eighteen, I didn’t even know about romance novels and soft pornography contained in those pages. Of course, at that time, I was curious! And I wanted to find out more. The influence came with a Vietnamese girl with special gifts, just like her mother.

    That was the only time I learned what sex meant because I didn’t really have friends to call during my growing years. The influence of the `real world` was kept to a protective minimum of innocence.

    And so like today’s children being indoctrinated into the importance of reproductive rights, the responsibility to manage their bodies (from dressing proactively to making babies) and the reality of graduating from school and getting a job, the minds of youth are impressionable.

    That is why the ages of 13 to 19 (spelled thirteen to nineteen) means children are still learning about themselves and the world at large. And for older farts like me, teenagers are comparably still like children, not knowing about the real education of raising a family.

    And that is the challenge of the adults: Don’t teach these kids more than they need to know. Or you will end up being a grandparent in your early prime.

  • 20100408-Pointing Finger

    After taking a shower from doing yard work, I am recalling two people who are nasty to their mothers. They would point their right index fingers in front of their mother’s face. They would say:

    `Don’t tell me what to do! I know what I’m doing!`

    Of course, the shock and heartbreak of these two mother must be devastating. They knew their crazy children would never GROW UP or CHANGE for the better but instead choose a path solely for their own selfishness.

    The first story was about Shill (my paternal, first cousin) many years ago. The incident was inside the garage of their home (now sold) in Union City, CA. The boy was trying to park the big white van inside the `right side` of garage. I was standing to the right of her mother. Both of us were watching the scene unfold from inside the `left side` of the garage. As the boy pulled the van forward, Shill was DIRECTLY in front of the van. She was motioning with her right hand for the boy to come forward so as to not HIT the wall behind her. This was when the mother yelled at her to get out from in FRONT the car. Then the girl looked in the direction of her mother; yelled back and pointed her right index finger in her mother’s face. The mother couldn’t talk back.

    The second story was about the same boy, who was seated at the dining room table of his OLD family’s house. A discussion cannot be had with the rebellious boy, who REFUSES to accept responsibility for his failures in life. But instead he continues to blame his elderly parents. Many more wise words were shared by the old timers but he failed to listen well. His Paw was not participating and quite silent during the ordeal. His Maw was more vocal, a sign that (like most woman) cared enough to fight for the improvement of a lost soul. She said something to the boy and in return the boy raised his voice at his medically disabled Maw. He then pointed his finger in her face. He stormed out of the house like his paternal Uncle Dead once did during the transfer of Social Security funds from his hands to his sisters, Aunties Death and Louse.

    The rebellious ones, much like the politically motivated liberals, are capable of shooting themselves in the foot and will in turn point their fingers at the guilty party, who are really innocent in the matter. These rebels are not radicals but nutballs. I wonder if there is a law against children who abuse their caretakers, guardians, foster parents, biological parents, etc.

  • 20100406-Magnetically Standing

    That night, Maw and I were watching a science program on television. I believe it was about `Parallel Universes`. Anyway, I saw this lady was a mountain climber and how she would fight against gravity just to stay on her make-shift `incuts` inside the walls of her house!

    Anyway, as she was describing the possibilities of an eleventh dimensions and its membranes, my stray thought came up with this: gravity doesn’t exist! We are really magnetic beings and our feets are glued magnetically to the earth.

    If this theory has not already been thrown out, it’s mine now!

  • 20100407-Tongue Flickers

    Attending nurse flicked tongue when she 1st met us. I flicked back. Very TLC to Maw. Noticed puffy skin texture of Maw & her, who loves eating meat, has hi-b/p.

  • 20100407-Magnesium Citrate

    After almost waiting for over three hours, Maw found out that she was `full of shit` and had lots of `hot air` trapped within her bowels. In order to loosen her impacted fecal matter and increase bowel movement, she was instructed to ingest some laxative of which she found relief a few minutes ago. Her distended belly had shrunk enough so to give the VERY stretched area in her right back a break. The `pain in the ass` is much better now.

    I too found relief from the salty but sour taste of this liquid. Yummy. Our local CVS store sold the Lemon flavor, along with Cherry and Grape. Next time we will try either Cherry or Grape. It’s bubbly like sparkling soda, too.

    CVS Oral Solution Magnesium Citrate Lemon – SKU #209452 | 10.0 OZ | 1.12 LBS.

    Product details

    Relieves occasional constipation (irregularity). Generally produces bowel movement in 1/2 to 6 hours.

    Ingredients

    Magnesium Citrate 1.745 g Per Fluid Oz

    Directions

    Adults and children 12 years of age and older: 1/2 to 1 bottle (10 fl. oz.). Drink a full 8 oz. glass of liquid with each dose. The dose may be taken as a single daily dose or in divided doses. Children 6 to under 12 years of age: 1/3 to 1/2 bottle with a full 8 oz. glass of liquid. Children under 6 years of age: consult a doctor.

    Warning

    Ask a doctor before use if you have: kidney disease; a magnesium restricted diet; a sodium restricted diet; stomach pain, nausea or vomiting; noticed a sudden change in bowel habits that lasts more than 1 week. Ask a doctor or pharmacist before use if you are presently taking a prescription drug. When using this product: do not exceed the maximum recommended daily dosage in a 24 hour period. Stop use and ask a doctor if: you have rectal bleeding or no bowel movement after use. These could be signs of a serious condition; you need to use a laxative for more than 1 week. If pregnant or breast-feeding, ask a health professional before use. Keep out of reach of children. In case of accidental overdose, get medical help or contact a Poison Control Center immediately.

    CVS Product
    Lemon Flavored Magnesium Citrate

    Disclaimer: Don’t abuse laxatives so you don’t deplete your potassium level. But it’s good to clean your colon once in awhile, right? Also, drink some water afterward: It helps to make the flow much better. Oh, and drink half the liquid. The whole bottle would be too strong for smaller-framed bodies.

  • 20100407-Stuck Here

    Been here @ E/R since 11:00pm. Drove 80mph. Maw’s hi-b/p again & tummy pain. Seems like 2nd home, hospital of professionals, friendly, hard-working. Room 6 here

  • 20100406-Name Recognition

    People with ambition usually want fame and fortune. And name recognition goes along with the efforts, sometimes by hard work or free-loading via scams, such as donations of 501 (c) 3 – non-profit organization.

    Now the three of us here won’t have any of that crap. It’s all fake, like veneer on sharp teeth and glossy lips of lies. Why won’t we play along by competing with other arrogant folks? We value our privacy.

    Take Filipinos. They like to show off their accomplishments and ugly faces on social websites, such as Facebook.com. Then they add other idiots who have more crap to share about their privacy. Now the logic is there is nothing wrong and it’s their right, the freedom of speech and such.

    I see their efforts as another way of proving their value in society. It’s foolish really. There are many others who don’t get credit for doing `good works` in the name of the Lord or Satan’s ego boosters of networking.

    Once again, ego is defined by memory. And once dementia is there, no one will care and forget. The images on photos and videos do nothing but remind the viewers how temporary their fleshy bodies and names behind their ugly faces are not really appreciated.

    It’s really a ruse and nothing short of gaseous hot air from dead spirits, really. So go ahead and post your names and show the world how important you are. Gather all your fellow family and friends and prove your worth. In my eyes, you are all wasting my time.

  • 20100406-Spiritual Pussheads

    Today, we received a two-paged letter asking for donation for raising money from a couple of relatives – a brother and sister. They are the same one that gets what they want. And just like their parents, they are always up to something.

    If this brother and sister tag team are so `rich` from the money of their deceased maternal grand-mother, WTF are they asking for money from us? They haven’t contacted us just to keep in touch. The only time these people, including all our relatives, contact us is when they want something.

    This family of four has been goofing with their relatives for the longest time with regards to 501(c) 3 – non-profit organization. They tried to get relatives to join into their faith-healing program and such. That was a failure because Evelyn and her husband, who were living up in Livermore, CA, were wanted by the police. This Filipino couple still operates in the Bay Area with other Filipinos.

    As mentioned many times in my previous blog entries, these Filipinos are scamming the system and working in the guise of tax-free operations for the poor people living in Philippines. Our local church does operate on the same platform – building community by distributing books, medical supplies, building homes, etc.

    Who the fuck are these tag team of reptoids doing to senior citizens living on fixed income? From a sideview of their faces, I can tell their jawlines are very sharp to a pointy chins.

    Why can’t the two siblings just work for their money (by getting a summer job or two) and stop begging for cash from old timers who know about these schemes?

    The letter was obviously addressed to Uncle and Auntie, knowing elders are easily dupped to be nice no matter what, even if beggars happen to be these UNGRATEFUL relatives.

    My sentiments with investment scammers (whether by religious frauds or any non-profit organization) go to show how money is always involved. Again, if these pussheads want to ding other suckers just so their arrogant rears ends get to travel abroad to show-off how helpful and more spiritual they are, they are mistaken. They could burn in hell for all I care.

    Here are a few examples of why there are many wrongs disguised by well-to-do smucks:

    • The older brother tried to get $250,000.00 at 10% interest from moi.
    • His younger sister paid with her stroke for a revenge against moi for not showing up to her divorced sister-in-law’s bridal party.
    • A former co-worker, Maria S. wanted $6,000.00 from moi because her husband was behind his payments. I caught Leoni R. chatting with Maria S. at that time.
    • A former co-worker, Randy S. wanted $5,000.00 from moi to pay for his legal problems. Leoni R. and Randy S. are both Cavite.
    • There were more gang of overseas spooks and here in Santa Clara County of which I will let others take care of.
  • 20100405-Something’s Up

    The boy came in around 06:00 that evening on 04/01/2010. He had called in the afternoon but we were out doing errands. For whatever reason he kept saying along the line of:

    `I have to be nice with my mom.`

    `I have to stop fighting with my mom`.

    It appears that the boy’s emotions have been affected by watching: `God of Study | Watch God of Study Korean Drama Online`.

    But I mentioned to him that his good behavior will last no more than 48 to 72 hours. I don’t know if he heard me that time. He performed the `Amen` with both his parents as we left through the garage to go about our business that evening.

    And sure enough, something happened: He called tonight. He has not changed! He fought on the phone with his Maw, accusing her (again) for all and everything that goes wrong with HIS points of view and will end up saying sorry again soon.

    It’s a weird behavioral pattern that continues to repeat. All he had to say was: `Okay. It won’t happen again`. But he refused. This is one area that I have observed in Paw, who won’t change for the better or for other’s sake, except his own, just like his boy.

  • 20100405-Stepping Stone

    Earlier this evening, the nutball called and wanted to know how we were doing. Paw took the call momentarily but passed the phone to Maw, who berated her boy for attending Sunday mass with wrinkled pants and unshaven face.

    During the futile phone call, the boy continued to go around the bush – dragging moi into the picture – and ended up telling his own Maw that he doesn’t trust her. This is one of many defense mechanism he uses to cover-up his failures in life.

    First, he could have graduated from college and be proud of his OWN efforts. Instead, he now seeks acknowledgment from old timers who live SIMPLE lives for his successes without a college degree and for taking on hobbies that fulfill his own ego in the guise of happiness.

    But Maw stuck to the main issue: Wear appropriate clothing to church or don’t attend at all. She mentioned that if a wife really cared about the husband, the wife would NOT left her husband been seen in public with pants straight from the hamper, blue ties not matching brown pants or undershirts not matching in color to the dress shirt. This is the second failure in his life.

    You see folks: Insecure people refuse to take personal responsibilities and puts the blames on others.

    Later that night from 09:00pm to 11:00pm, we watched a televised show `Everyone Loves Raymond`. One episode was `The Ride-Along`, which was originally aired on 02/23/1998. In this episode, Raymond’s mother scolds Robbie for endangering his younger brother during a robbery.

    Right here, I saw how the overprotective mother would make such a fuss over her family. She of course is always misunderstood and hated for being outspoken. (By the way I am the one who HATES my relatives up in the East Bay, not Maw.)

    The point is: Don’t jump to conclusion and assume that everyone will play with losers. Only the wise listens well and laugh. It takes one step at a time from humble beginnings to successful pride.

  • 20100405-Nice Day

    Earlier this morning, the rains fell. The clouds were gray and traffic was terribly slow until Lawrence Expressway, where one big `mother ship` of a cloud of purple and gray was overhead.

    Strangely and by the mid-morning, the skies over Mountain View, CA was amazingly clear with some fluffy, puffy clouds of white. I was sleeping off my glucose attack in the car while waiting for my bio-units at a doctor’s appointment.

    But while en route to San Jose, CA via HWY 101, the rains fell again. Well, the splatters of rainwater coming off the mudguards of the vehicles was strong enough for droplets of water to fall upon the windshields, giving the effect of falling rain.

    Lo and behold, the rest of the day was beautiful! There were lots of fluffy, puffy clouds of white. These were stacked up on top of each other as if tiered rows of marching soldiers. The air was cold and crisp. The winds blew strongly and for good purpose as explained below.

    The winds blew balmy cold while I deep fried spoon-rolled, fishballs under the patio. The fishballs were formed at about 1.5 inches in diameter and cooked until golden brown. Then the spherical shaped delights shrunk into bite-sized chewable pieces.

    Maw fried her smoked-flavored `tinapa`. A total of thirty-two (eight per four packages at $20.00) were deep-friend. The pungent smell smoked the next door neighboor. Hopefully, the demon seeds will forget about their misdeeds and get over their insanity.