Tag: relationships

  • 20091128-Wooded Club

    The recent accident of Tiger Woods is suspect. First he crashed his SUV near his home past midnight.

    • Now, doesn’t sound like a domestic dispute?
    • How would the wife know he crashed his SUV?
    • Was she there with him at the time of the accident?
    • Did she chase him down with a golf club?
    • Did she use the golf club on him, causing his cut lip and bloody mouth.
    • Is that why the airbag didn’t deploy?
    • Did she really try to save him by smashing the back window of the SUV?
    • Didn’t she have a STUPID spare key with her instead of breaking the car to get him?
    • Why was he on the ground?
    • Why would the wife extract her husband from the vehicle without considering the possibility of neck and back injuries?
    • Are there any security cameras and/or video tapes to support their stories, if they are available for questioning?
    • Why haven’t either party answered any of the LAW ENFORCEMENT’S questions?

    Addendum-` Last edited by flynnsblogs on Sat, 28 Nov 2009 at 16:21:34 pm`: Maw and I picked up the imagery that the wife caught Tiger Woods with another woman inside his expensive SUV. This could explain why he had to take off in the early morning hours The wife beat him up good and damaged his vehicle, too. We women know about these dirty dogs, too. Men.

  • 20091127-Free Rides

    As the actor played the interpreter to SNL’s impersonator of China’s Hu Jintao, she said:

    `Why are you trying to (shouts) do sex to me [like I was Mrs. Obama?]`

    As the lyrics to a religious hymn (or song) read:

    `Taste and see, O taste and see, taste and see, the goodness of `dog`.

    The twosome has one-week free lodging. And guess what? They expect a free ride to the airport from someone who is UNEMPLOYED, PENNILESS and without HEALTH INSURANCE.

    Do these free loaders STOP and THINK that their free ride costs $200.00 to get to the airport? Do they have any consideration that this person might CRASH and BURN en route to the place and put undo hardship and sorrow to the family on FIXED INCOME?

    They need to PAY $200.00 for the trouble of a one-way trip to the airport.

    If they can afford to take a trip every friggin’ year and EXPECT to free load on a person who is collecting UNEMPLOYMENT, they are mistaken! They owe his bio-units for the down payments and `gifts`, which really is a life line string, a proverbial noose around the neck! Get it?

    It’s not the guilt trip but reality. A quid pro quo, a tit for tat. A form of karmic slavery, one which the boy owes big time and the Twit will bear on her shoulders for being the WRONG WOMAN!

    Stay tuned: They will call last minute as is their usual way of showing love. That’s how they get what they want. They visit more frequently when they need something. Like ungrateful relatives, they call only when they NEED MONEY or a FREE RIDE.

    As my tallest of our paternal grandparents and youngest cousin, Gignat once said on Saturday, 11/15/2009:

    `Maybe he wants some money,`

    You are correct, dear cousin. Every time he comes over, his bio-units grease his palms. I know they did this yesterday and the Twit doesn’t know why he refuses to plan for his retirement, which would equate to her getting his share upon divorce and/or a neck snapping death [knock on wood – brouhaha]!

    As a parishioner once said of certain groups of Asians:

    `They are Gooks. They are too stubborn and stupid. They are opportunisitic. They mess up the place, especially the toilets, and don’t clean up after themselves!`

    That’s true and I could see why the Twit always agrees (or kowtows) with the boy who will do anything to keep his relationship with the foreigner – by buying her off with vacations, jewelry and other material stuff, just to show off to his `friends` on Facebook.com, a front for the CIA spooks.

  • 20091126-Territorial Women

    I noticed that married women seem overly cautious around moi, a single and unmarried broad who happens to live with her bio-units. Maybe I smell. Maybe I’m too scary and ugly looking. But I do recall on several occasion on how they seem to protect their husband.

    While sitting at my cubicle at work in Campbell, CA, the husband of my co-worker was working at his wife’s desk. Christina was busy working in an adjacent cubicle. But because I have full view of the other co-workers to my right, I supposed my eyes kept looking in their direction.

    So of course the Vietnamese thought I was staring at the husband. I happen to like staring at people, sizing them up and wondering why they are here and what they are thinking, almost as if minding their business instead of keeping myself busy at work or whatever task at hand.

    She stood in front of the husband blocking my view of the workstation for longer than necessary. Whispers were said and sure enough he got up and left.

    I noticed this with other women. This was when my bio-units and I were picking up two bags of persimmon from the backyard of a Filipino couple, who are regular parishioners at our local church. Of course the husband was showing off his TALL, two-story tree and I happened to take a couple of pictures of him and his trees. Then the wife suddenly came out of nowhere and positioned herself in between the old fart and me.

    Some people are so clueless or psychos as mentioned in my previous blog entries of the divorced nutter who imaged that her second husband was off somewhere and probably with moi. It could explain why she kept inquiring of my whereabouts and why she entered our home to find out if he was hiding out at our place.

    If I wanted to grab someone’s spouse, he’d have the looks, money and damn well be intelligent if not kind. Whatever! I’m not into ruining people’s marriage, which I would assume is not perfect considering the horror stories of people and their dramas.

  • 20091125-Hiding Out

    Here is a familiar saying:

    `You can run but you can NOT hide!`

    It appears the boy is hiding out at his OLD family’s house. He invited himself over for dinner, AGAIN! But it’s good to see him once in awhile.

    The two sisters of his wife is over at HIS house, which is mostly the downpayment of his loving parents. But alas it’s okay if he cannot stand to be around his in-laws in `his` own home, right?

  • 20091123-Three More

    `In one or two days of talking with the person, I know who they are. There are three kinds of people that I do not like:

    • Those whose pride is too high.
    • Those who are too conceited.
    • Those who destroy (or ruin) people’s lives.`

    ~Ben

  • 20091124-No Thanks

    I wondered why the twosome came over uninvited again for lunch? Why are they doing this?

    There were no plans were made for T-day but the Twit mentioned wanting to bring over pumpkin pie. Why? My bio-units won’t eat it, except maybe me just so she won’t feel bad.

    But we will gladly consume her sticky rice as long as there is LITTLE to NO meat inside! Make sure the meat is soft for our teeth. Hard food is hard to swallow!

    And they didn’t invite the twosome over for T-day either, which brings me to why they won’t celebrate on their own.

    Please don’t let me be their taxi driver again for free. Why are they doing this to us? I really have nothing to do with them, period.

  • 20091123-Nice Day

    Today is beautiful (unlike fat people who sweat profuse sebum through their large pores and smell up the gym). Lots of WARM, SUNNY, clear blue skies! Saw westward bluish mountains from across the East Bay from NB I-880. Missed turn off to Canyon Valley Rd. Went on to NB I-580, exited Carolyn St/164th St (TWICE – to and from destination):

    Visited the Bitter one and Claire at the hospital’s ICU. Stayed from 11:30am to 13:00pm. Learned how Gigalo doesn’t do paperwork. Learned the elder relatives visited except the Conniving and Shill and the demon-filled Babe, whose eyes were piercing and pissed one day at the nursing home while she talked to Maw. Again, I’m a star witness.

    Then ate at Carl’s Jr: Paw had `The Six Dollar Burger`; Maw and I shared nachos with ground beef and a large fries. Came home at around 15:15pm to see baseball cap on dining table and to hear parakeets.

  • 20091122-Bad Devils

    Bad boys! Well, I just read more articles by a dedicated blogger. It seems that people are stealing from each other, even money to feed children. It’s not cool to put my hard-earned money to waste, seriously.

    Thou shalt not steal! Dammit!

    To GWB and pals: What is the hold up? Why do you think I keep referencing being financially raped for over nine slong years? It’s not cool, boys! Even China knows proper respect (of `deep bows`) and (spiritual) patience for your misdeeds. Bad!

    To Barry and pals: Could you FORCE the CIA and pals (i.e. GHWB and pals) to disclose of, once and for FRIGGIN` all, the presence and existence of extraterrestrials and UFO-related activities by the military?

    I don’t like cows, horses or any of life abducted, harm, mutilated, destroyed, burned, tortured, maimed or KILLED by the demonic presence of these goons!

    You are the one. Make it so. I’m so fed up with you liars!

  • 20091122-Bitter One

    At around 18:28pm, I answered a call from Bella, who said the Bitter one is in the hospital since Thursday of last week. The patient had an aneurysm in the brain, had a headache that night, went to the local hospital but was air lifted to a center for neurological testing.

    Before the Bitter one met Gigalo, she was skinny and sexy. She ballooned out into a glob of fat and probably enjoying a life of eating out, the sin of gluttony. At least she isn’t paralyzed or in a coma. She will stay in the hospital for TWO friggin’ WEEKS and for observation, of course.

    But my best guess is the Conniving one and the Shill are gloated, such evil people full of hatred projected on others but themselves. I say the ones who are good go to heaven sooner. She is not even retired from her hard work. She may be on blood thinners for the rest of her life, like that droppy-eyed Poi, that pusshead.

    I Googled the location and saved the map to my account for print out tomorrow morning (or tonight); so that the three of us will go pay her a visit at the ICU on the sixth floor. I wonder if the other relatives are not as evil as Gigalo, who should have at least called to let us know how his wife is doing. Morons.

  • 20091122-Overparenting People

    I came across a discussion forum thread about the conspiracy titled `The Growing Backlash Against Overparenting`.

    Then my mind created a comparison with the big brother government butting into the private lives of their citizen youngsters. For whatever reason, I feel this might be the `hidden agenda` a vain attempt at destroying the family unit by indoctrinating the children into angry rebellion against the status quo, to change what has already been set for into law:

    Thou shalt honor thy parents.

    In other words, the roots implanted from a strong past are vital to the growth of strong branches, the future, our children. The foundation set forth by loving caretakers or parents creates loving children and grandchildren.

    The stimulation from nurturing the young minds is important and fosters the retention of good learning behavior later on in life. About an hour ago, we saw how a little black boy was tested for intelligence. He was given toys and other aides for thinking. He later became an inspiration for others to love learning.

    In another story, we watched a story about a 13-year old, white girl who was isolated from the outside world. She couldn’t walk or talk. She appeared highly intelligent and wanted to learn and name all the objects around.

    But because she missed that learning part during her first few years of life, she couldn’t use grammar properly. The permanent damage has been done to the little girl by her caretakers, a bunch of psychos.

    The theory is that while the mind is still young – use it or loose it! The neurons need too be routed properly in order to learn and ultimately to survive. Like my tree analogy, start the training early in life; it will help shape society for the future.

    Instill anger, hatred and rebellion in the children and it’s no wonder war continues. Install love, patience and understanding and maybe America won’t fall apart upon itself from greed and arrogance and for once pay China the $800 billion it owes!

    I assure you. You are going to get your money!

    ~SNL actor impersonating Barack Obama

    You will get the picture.

  • 20091121-Learning Time

    During breakfast, Maw mentioned how her late niece Brihida (or Nene) complained about her mother taking things that don’t belong to her or not letting her husband, Senyong, go to the doctor. The tear jerking stories included:

    • Grandpa Juan leaving his mean relatives, who wouldn’t give him a glass of water. He left everything behind, even a castle, over which a highway has been built.
    • Grandma Valerian left everything behind, letting Pooring, her relative, take her share of the real property. She worked hard, never looked back, and had relatives who took turns looking after the old woman during her dying days

    During Maw’s offhand remark to our relatives, who happen to be hanging out at Valley Fair on 11/15/2009, she said:

    My money is to be given away.

    Then Gignat, my tallest cousin yet, said sometime stupid:

    You can give me your money.

    I responded (several times with my usual excited gesticulation like most Italians) to the stupid girl:

    How would you like living on a dead person’s money? That’s gross!

    She said:

    I didn’t mean it that way.

    In my mind, that’s right girl. And as Grandma Val once said so long ago:

    With your attitude of ill-gotten gain, that money will not last long.

    With that said and while struggling with my pooping session on the toilet a few minutes ago, I was flipping through the pages of a booklet titled: `Some one Cares When You Are Ill`, a Revised Edition © 2003 by the Bible League.

    On page 33 a couple of Biblical passages support a section of the booklet called, `Learning`:

    Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish it work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.

    James 1:2-4

    In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith — of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire — may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.

    1 Peter 1:6-7

    To Pete and pals: Your days are numbered. You deserve jail time.

    To the Demoncrats: Sharing the wealth is nonsense. Your works are of this earth plane. There is more than health care reforms that truly heals the body, mind and souls. Changing is impossible because most are too stubborn and fearful, too.

    To the Reptilicans: Getting the wealth in nonsense. Your works are of greed and pride. There is more than taking care of the planet without using business as usual or status quo to keep from changing for the better.

  • 20091121-Divorced Nutter

    Prior to 11:00am, Maw and I hopped into my Ford Mustang to buy some roma tomatoes at 99 Ranch in San Jose, CA for her cooking. (We ended up buy those, plus one watermelon, four LARGE Fuji apples and one Tommy Mangos (from Educador).

    We saw the divorced nutter check her mailbox, which is unusual because she never did that routine. We never noticed this odd behavior before, plus she would enter through the side gate, which is also weird because NORMAL people would enter through their front doors as a sign of GOOD LUCK!

    Juan her second husband was struggling to put on his shoes. He’s also a nutter for staying with a psycho. Why? It’s because he needs roof over his head. And although he received many verbal, tongue lashings from the psycho, he has no other choice but to stay in the house of horror.

    We drove off while they were still preparing to leave wherever.