Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

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  • 20120417-Random Notes

    Here are some notes of general thoughts and personal experiences via the “Memo” app of my smart/cellphone.

    1838. “Why are you giving your Maw a hard time? Why don’t you apologize to her?” ~Paw. “Because my mouth is bad. Because my attitude is bad.” ~Moi. On the premise that: No one else is speaking with her. So why should I? Perhaps, I should apologize for having a thick blood, like my relatives.

    Later on that evening and during dinner, Maw cried: “I have no more children.” I didn’t feel pain, sorrow, or anger. Just wondering when she will wake up and smell the coffee that her Pollyanna world cannot continue to criticize each and every detail that is NOT perfection in her eyes.

    Oh, well! It’s my daily bread for living at the home front as a bottom-feeding, free-jack and out of the goodness of two elderly bio-units. She is bold to proclaim that she and the old man are pure of heart. I really do NOT understand her emotions. Bahaha!

    1446. Heard low-sounding, slow-flying copter going from left/east to right/west.

    1238. Right now, Maw is gagging on her spit and making those weird hacking noises as if to remove something stuck in her throat. As per my reading about weird stuff from a spirit inside an advanced bio-robotic entity, it had mentioned something about allergies brought on by “karma”. So that’s one area y’all have to work on. You can get mad at people, pet, God, the church and take out your silent frustrations on inanimate objects by slamming the cabinets/drawers and dropping dishes/pots/pans. But you allergy sufferers MUST learn to forgive yourself first for being dummies and stop being selfish and mean towards other dummies. Because we are testing your resolve and will make you pay — one way or another — guaranteed.

    1159. After I flicked on the electrical switch to a regular light overhead, near/in front of the door leading to the garage, Paw went over to tell me about his black socks and saw that the light was flickering. Of course that is cause by a potential dying bulb or the fact that Maw and her grudge towards me is being expressed as electrical surges. So that’s one area y’all have to watch out or else.

    0810. Father Mike talked about how distracted people need to stay focus, especially during the sermons. That’s why there are decorations throughout the parish. These serve as reminders of why they attend “mass”. He ended his sermon about how there is only death with the cross and resurrection. Whatever. Later the lion-faced psycho wouldn’t stop playing with her long, light-brown-colored gray hair. Now her two arms went higher and more outward after the “Lord’s Prayer”.

    0740. Just as we entered through the double doors of the parish from the vestibule, psycho “Binh” came from the right of fourth pew that we wanted to sit in. He exited towards the center aisle and towards the center intersection upon which he padded his right jean pocket. I took that as “F-U”. Well, “F-U” reptile! You kids have the face and bugged-out, fish eyes of your wife. Anyway, he was wearing a light-yellow jacket, light blue jeans of the old school and a maroon-colored shirt. I don’t know what he is trying to prove but he is a slob, like his closet. We won’t even go to church dressed down that much. It appears that he and the Squirrel have the mind-set: I don’t care about you and I don’t care what you think about me.” Miss Minh was kind enough to offer her smile and waves up close to the passenger side of our car, just as we were pulling out from the parking lot. I like her attitude. Binh won’t go to heaven soon and will have to make up for the errors of his ways but holding in his flicking tongue.

    0735. Maw spat behind me and into the landscape of the parish. Both Paw and Maw walked very slowly as if they didn’t want to walk with me. The hurt soul is still holding a grudge with me after I snapped at her comment about my dropping/cracking the frozen dumplings into the steamer. I am trying to end “my daily  bread” of useless criticism that does nothing for her/health. To further add to her misery, Paw has been slower and spacing out. As a result, she has been dumping/throwing things with loud “thuds” around the house. I kept rebuking her frivolous spirit for being stubborn and trying to get attention that it/they do NOT deserve, by the way. I forgot to add that her eyes looked darkness/shrunken in after my frustrated comment. Friggin’ reptiles.

  • 20120416-Random Notes

    Here are my boring notes via the “Memo” app of my smart/cellphone. Most are random thoughts and personal reflections and include other weird stuff.

    2233. Just finished an article about wife number 3 of JR and upon reading the follow quote, I thought of Pete and pals: “A man without honor is no man.“

    2222. While trolling Kenny boy’s website and after glancing at the email responses, I recall a couple or more visits by a “concentration camp” survivor in our middle school. She sat alone and quietly in the auditorium full of my classmates and waited for anyone to ask questions about her experiences at this “camp”. She filled the silence with her very deliberate motion of drinking from a “Dixie” cup. The place was dimly lit. I wasn’t really excited.

    2012. Heard copter of probably the same sound as the DARK, olive green Huey (?), which flew southward around 1530pm while the three of us were working on tables refashioned from an old nara wood, which once held up the OLD house. Earlier, the “Huey” flew directly overhead (of course) during/after psycho LoLinda moved softly 5-gallons buckets and slammed her side door twice. We sang the tune to “Psycho Dad” each time.

    1815. Finished with wood repair project of epoxy glue (on two table lamps and on hands/fingers/flooring) and of regular string/twines as “clamps” besides our fingers/thumbs/hands; since 1043am. Paw was trying to vacuum his room when Maw discovered the two tables were not glued correctly by local wood carvers from the town of Paete in the Philippines. Earlier Paw and I bought two epoxy glue — Gorilla and J-B Wood Weld, which works BETTER and FASTER on wood than the regular epoxy. I should have gotten two wood weld to finish the work and had tried the remaining ones we had: two small E-6000 and Gorilla. Excellent products “Made In America”!

    1054. Saw mockingbird perching twice on branches to plum tree in front of me. Then it took off southbound to my left. Upstairs in MY computer bedroom.

    1010. One long chemtrail almost over Lundy was being transmuted by a sylph overhead after Paw and I got out of Williams Water II and while Paw loaded up the trunk to his Mazda Protege with two-5 gallons and one-3 gallons of bottled water. I looked up several times, closed my eyes and sent a smile to the sylphs in happiness. So while we left Maw at home to sweep up her fallen unsalted crackers and to her darkened visage of hurt feelings, we went and came home to find her cooking egg/plant omelet.

    0946. Listening to El Rushbeau who mentioned a study in which women would prefer to work because they are too ugly to marry. That’s NOT true. I really do NOT like to work and I am TOO fugly scary for the weaklings. Plus, I do NOT like squealing/screaming/whining infants/children/teenagers. I went through those periods and I’m NOT doing well as a middle-aged, old fart. So for those who promote the special blessing/gift of birthing kids/raising a family, y’all are delusional. It’s hard work and NOT worth getting worked up about being a single mother/welfare recipient.’

    Further, I recall Leoni, a co-worker, who was happily married to her Filipino husband, who lived as a national of the Philippines. She was fat but smart enough to be my lead in that finance department. One Gook was VERY interested in her and I saw how he gave her a look of desire. He wouldn’t take his eyes off her. He was shorter and skinnier. So right there, my energy signature is not favorable among these people. And therefore, I remain single and really do NOT care for venturing outdoors like other psychos.

    0830. Two Filipina women talked with maw and Paw. Both saw I was waiting inside the MB E430 of the driver’s seat. The first one had unkempt hair and one big dander stuck on a hair shaft in the right. The second one talked about her daughter who had diabetes at age 12 and at age 48, she recovered in three days after receiving prayer from her Protestant friends internationally and after receiving kidney and pancreas transplants. I felt flatter that the second one recognize how blesssed the two elderly fart were to have me to drive them around. Maw didn’t say a word. I was laughing inside. Fools.

    0812. While sitting in mass, I heard many people in my back-right section of pews coughing. I thought about “bringing down/spreading around” chemtrails from the skies above and up their nostrils, through their sinuses and into their lungs. Suddenly, a male psycho sitting to my right but many pews behind, let out a single, loud cough. Just so you know lots of Gooks/Chinks (there I go again with calling my own kind names) who have “special gifts” and he might have inhaled his dose very well to let out that strange sound. Many more people starting coughing. This morning is full of chemtrails. Bahaha!

    0219. Awoke around two in the morning. Kept tossing and turning but decided body wanted to pee, even though I could feel the pressure/pain, thanks in part to the 81mg “baby” aspirin. So I thought about a nice jingle: “Orgone, Chemtrails, Sylphs, Oh My!” I forgot why I wanted to take down that note. Hehehe.

    0211. For half and hour or so earlier this morning, I had a VERY old thought and wondered to myself why I was being so STUPID than and now! On day, our 10th grade math teacher told us do NOT bother him the following day. He specially told us to NOT ask him if we had a homework assignment. Normally, he would write our assignment on the chalkboard. But the following day, I saw that he didn’t write anything on the chalkboard. So I waited in line to ask him if there was an assignment. There was panic behind me and I barely recall if there was at least one person who tried to tell me what he said the day before. But I didn’t get it! So I asked him and he gave us our homework assignment for that night. The following day, my classmates were angry at me. One dark-skinned/skinny Filipino guy by the name of Michael said aloud something: “It’s because you had to ask!” I looked back and smiled and was TOTALLY clueless and took that as a compliment. Actually, I was the smartest in that class and probably the dumbest because I didn’t care about the rest. There you go folks.

  • 20120415-Random Notes

    1632. Heard high speed jet/private plane flying in the distance.

    1616. Heard copter buzzing westward from the bedroom window to MY computer room upstairs.

    1438. Heard copter buzzing overhead after we came inside the house.

    1430. After buying three thighs and three breast at KFC, we came home and saw that the psycho LoLinda and the one-eye monsters (who was suited up in ALL white) were working on their garden. Honestly, even though they are grave sinners in my eyes, their landscape/backyard is VERY nice/tidy, compared to the Mexcianos behind them who have furnishings piled up in the backyard and used to charge $10 per Chinese person up to 20 or so to sleep inside their house for one day/night. I don’t know if these Mexicanos are still renting out their spaces like that anymore.

    1405. The Divine Mercy chaplet, which was sung by Juliette, the soprano, was finished. Some technicality happened: No adoration of the Blessed Sacrament.

    1330. The fat son (who handed out the Eucharist this afternoon) of Mr. “Binh’s” coughed loudly after closing the side door. For whatever reason, his children are damn ugly with big, fish eyes bugging out of their sockets. He and his wife have “istura” (or normal “appearance/looks”). I’m not trying to be cruel but they do NOT look like their parents. Creepy.

    1215. The choir sang. But the ones in attendance are punks and definitely NOT regulars! One skinny white guy with a colorful tattoo on his right upper arm didn’t kneel down. The old farts on the front-most pew of the back-right section of the parish wouldn’t move the line/get out of their pew to receive the Eucharist. The fat son of Mr. Binh had to direct them to the aisle. One fat, barrel-shaped, psycho Asian woman in yellow wouldn’t stop crying. Two old white farts to her right tried to comfort her as did an equally fat, barrel-shaped Asian man to her left. There must have been someone dead. Bahaha! Three “modern” kids sat in front of us. The two back pews to the front-right section facing the altar contained more punks of Asians, whites and a red-faced, fat white man. When these freaks left, these two pews had books not properly placed back into the holders. They are NOT regulars, too. Demonic freaks are infiltrating my parish!

    1117. For awhile, I noticed certain/regular parishioners would line up LAST to receive the host from the celebrating priest ONLY. In my mind, y’all are damn psychotic fools! Those who line up first and last will have to wait your turns while those who line up among middle will be first on my list.

    1015. My bad! I made Maw cry again over her comments about how I carelessly dropped dumplings into the steamer and further cracking the frozen items, which were already cracked into pieces. I saw how her face look sad, withdrawn, hurt and darkened. I guess she allowed my foolish tongue hurt her again. Obviously, she won’t stop being boss of the “old programming”, trapped in her maternal, cooking, cleaning, sewing mode.

    1006. Filipinos, like Mel A., get power put into their heads and they forgot where they came from.

    1004. Maw mentioned that a political party with ruin the current administration so that the next president will fix it and keep the illusion of failures alive for the next POTUS. Further, Maw didn’t like the Bushes. Oh well! We would have gotten Kerry or Gore, the Satanists who got power put into their heads that they forgot the people.

    0954. Yesterday, saw “Breaking News Alert” via FoxNews about tornados. Was 94-97 reported but today only 5 people died. Not bad. Anyway, the “weather bunny” reported and the graph showed white, yellow and red as the eye of the storm around Wichita, Kansas, parts of Oklahoma and barely Chicago. I was thinking that Barry is a “witch” and that he is “NOT in Kansas anymore” (like “The Wizard of Oz”).

    0936. Was watching FoxNews again during breakfast. Was about how votes are rigged by giving false name and not providing an ID. 0938. My point is that the Voter ID debate is nonsense. It’s like “Dancing with the Stars” in which the audience vote on a winner based on popularity; while only three judges determine who makes the cut. 0939. For example, Hillary was WAY ahead in popularity/primary elections while Barry won based on caucuses/secret ballot of which I tried to argue the point that progressives/liberals infiltrated those rural areas of older/country folks who have no access to mainstream media/news. How would you like to hear the potential: “I won again! What d’ya think about that?” ~Barry.

  • 20120414-Random Notes

    2010. While watching “The Lawrence Welk Show | April Showers”, Maw mentioned one of her brothers died from an asthmatic attack. Her mother discovered the young boy had died while straddling a chair with his lowered head on both arms of the backboard. There might have been a mosquito net during that time. Piping was his name.

    1756. Was trying to watch television with Maw when I saw a Hispanic wearing a blue hoodie, tight black pants, a crew cut while a cyclist wearing a dark shirt came from the opposite direction on OUR sidewalk of MY long stretch of road.

    1250. Heard copter of blue/top and white/bottom going southward (150 degrees) on this find weather of crispy, clear blue skies and cold, gentle breeze! Forgot parakeets out back!

    1005. Heard high-speed, jet airplane/craft overhead in the distance. Lots of fluffy, puffy clouds of white against crispy, clear blue skies.

    0900. Juliette, the soprano, said the Divine Mercy, cried during the fourth “Eternal Father” section and came after Maw to invite her to eat/snack in the vestibule afterwards. So far we got two emotional women who are touched with an EBE’s death and suffering narrative. En route home bound, I told the twosome that someone else took the place of “Jesus”, whose bloodline continues to this day. (Ahem!)

    0839. Father Paul and the parishioners sang all four verses to the “”Jesus Christ is risen today, Allelujah.” His voice is REALLY good/clear and with much practice FAMILIAR tune of modern and traditional Latin. As for Tai, she sings better in tune and with rhythm and we agree that she is better than Margaret who is making up her own singing style.

    0800. Mr “Binh” did better today. He messed up only once during the last part of the reading/responsorial. Tip: Just keep your head down/eyes glued to the wordings and look up after the reading for the people to follow/take a hint and respond afterwards. You still have a fruity, poetic style to the flow of each sentence.

    0730. Psycho coughing Asian lady sat to my right but one pew behind. A smell of garlic from an old white man in front of us. Frank the mastermind sat behind Paw. Creepy.

    0742. Yesterday during the morning mass with Father Mike, a psycho lion-faced Asian lady dropped something from her black Bible crap onto the floor in front of her. She tried to retrieve it with her legs UNDERNEATH the front-most pew in front of us but it was too far away. A regular Vietnamese woman (who sits to the right of psycho Josie) got up from her place of the right-most pew and handed it to her. Maw said that she was a fanatic because I/we noticed that she extended her arms outward to her sides during the recitation of the Divine Mercy.

  • Amen in Islam

    Amen in Islam

    “In Arabic ʾĀmīn simply means “so be it”.”

  • 20120409-Random Notes

    1234. Felt a shift at the top of my head while taking a nap.

    1232. Felt a shift from heart to lower area while taking a nap.

    1212. A thought earlier this morning was about how a “paralegal” showed up as one of the administrator during an export of files from my secondary WordPress.com weblog. I also sense those who keep “liking” my primary weblog also work as new/old administrators of WordPress.com. Again, I really do NOT care if these “administrators” and pals troll my weblog with ratings, likes or comments. The feedbacks do nothing as far as job/money/life. Damn dummies! Get a life and quit trolling! Y’all are just putting yourselves on a nice “list” as mentioned in my old blog entries. Even I do NOT have all the time in the world to read EVERYTHING and do NOT have the patience to read ONE blog thoroughly. Freaks keep “liking” my rants. WTF? Go away! Weirdos!

    1002. After shopping for parakeet food at PetSmart, Paw and I heard about Dozens attend vigil for father, daughter killed by teen driver on the radio. A thought occurred about how stupid monkeys can be with or without guns. Smart/cellphones can kill, too. Paw then mentioned how professional demolitions still use wires, compared to wireless phones and braking systems of vehicles, which also have killed people.

    0809. Yesterday after emerging from the 0800am mass, a couple of old Asian men were talking to each other and I heard one Good coughed loudly upon my intersection. I turned my head slightly to the right and mumbled: “Stop it! Shut up! Gook!” And then the fool continued talking in his language.

    0808. During this morning’s mass and prior to the reading of today’s Gospel, Mr. “Binh” got up quickly and started to sing the “Hallelujah” VERY loudly and then in tune and with rhythm sang: ” This  is the day the Lord has made. Let us be glad and rejoice in it.”. After the mass, Margaret sang the closing song number 70 out of tune. She intentionally messed up and needs to go away from our parish, too. No one really listened to her “I Thirst” lecture that Thursday evening. She kept repeating those two words like Barry and pals would to mesmerize/hypnotize zombies.

  • 20120407-Random Notes

    Here are my boring notes of spooky encounters with bragging psychotics, courtesy of the Satanic “network” and pals.

    1041. We came home from tonight’s Easter Virgil. Father Mike was thorough from the candle/procession to the baptism/confirmations and the Eucharist. To my left sat a Filipino family of four (with the fifth one in front of me). The kid next to me was restless but it was okay.

    I coughed and yawned in a traditional Asian way to “show respect” of the event and kept my gaze downward to further emphasize the “superstition”. The Asian guy behind me coughed in response and an old Asian lady sneezed. Oh! And two days ago, I made someone behind me sneeze loudly. The day before that, also made Leo sneeze loudly, too!

    Oh! The responsorial singers (two Viets — first the female and then the male) sang VERY nicely and clearly. The older members, except a VERY elderly old lady who sang soprano VERY well, were weak. Sorry.

    Oh! And the priests whacked all of us (except the choir because of the electronics) with holy water dipped in greenery. It’s was so cool to have some splashings upon my person and on our “daily companion”.

    I sang loud enough through my hearing aid and do sound like a soprano, if given a chance, maybe when I get older. That’s my calling — opera singing. Can you believe it? If only Pete and pals don’t forget me, I want to invest in my voice. Weee!

    Alas, no one will ever know. And as per Maw, I have a voice of an angel when Father Mike and I sang together: song number six from page twenty of the missilet during Tuesday morning’s reading of the Liturgy of the Hours (www.ebreviary.com). Maw said people around me were looking but I was concentrating on keeping pace and in tune with Father Mike to notice. No one else could read the notes and all the five verses at the same time. Hehe! Hehe! Hehe!

    ~1900. After opening up the garage door for a good ten minutes or so, we left the house for tonight’s Easter Virgil. I noticed that the one-eyed monster was dressed in his white overalls and wore a white cap. Their garage door was wide open too. Maw and Paw got mad at me for trying to temporarily hook an hand-knitted, acrylic hat to the side visor. They wanted me to face them/my fears. At the stop sign heading northbound on MY long stretch of road, two suspicious looking vehicles were parked on the RUE facing west. One was a long, white boat, which headed southbound on MY long stretch of road. A tall black guy was fumbling with his keys to open his long, white boat. I paused longer than three seconds at the stop sign and pretended to adjust my rear view mirror to “eye” for any signs of the divorced nutter and pals but saw no sign of him. The black guy’s long, white boat was darkly tinted. One could assume those are my boys or the divorced nutter’s alleged investigator friends. What fools you are to mess with the “network”!

    1819. While eating dinner and hearing the televised news programing on cable about transgendered contestants, I had a thought about how society is being destroyed by making the “gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender” group more “mainstream”. Notice how the Trump card was making a deal with the “network” by allowing a transgendered contestant to participate in the “Miss Universe” pageant. While confused/lost/indwelling spirit truly believes and wants change, the human form is NOT designed for same sex appreciation and can NOT be forced with unrefined cosmetic technology to look and function fully as intended. But since the depopulation agenda is in full swing, no one seems to care if these psychotics get away with murder of others via laws meant to abort fetuses and to provide contraceptives.

    1429. After shopping at the Dollar Store near Lucky’s (after checking out the one near the ex-Mervyn’s store), my car’s dashboard showed 72,444 (odometer) and 155.0 (speedometer). Again, the numerical values of double to triple digits would appear several times daily and without fail.

    1342. Zenny, the rich woman, had five children from a previous marriage, sold all her lines of jewelry and married a Muslim guy, whom we saw during Holy Thursday. He wore a over-the-shoulder, black bag, which probably contained all the precious jewelry. Zenny’s mother-in-law was the wealthy one. So, technically, she got to where she is from the Muslims..

    1337. During lunch, Maw shared how she and her siblings were told NOT to run, play, scream, yell or take showers during Holy Saturday. Frank also told of similar stories of his Lola telling the children to sit quietly in the corner until/after Easter/Resurrection.

    0920. The dashboard to the MB E430 read 426,6 (speedometer) and 42,456 (odometer). Again, there are double-digit numbers. Not that it means anything but it’s all there.

    0920. We finished talking with the psycho Frank C., the master-mind of the Couple for Christ. He too wouldn’t stop bragging about his rented house in the Philippines and how his son, who met his wife overseas, handles the affairs of the place. His speak, like psycho Claire T., is rapid fire. Maw didn’t like his stories from how his son called at two in the morning from a typhoon back home and how he saw a house floating by; how people of a town had to rescue downstream someone swept away by fast-moving, river water down; how his mother-in-law refuses to live free with them (maybe because he joked that she might have a boyfriend); how he got diabetes of over 200 and one time below 100 and hasn’t been eating rice but salad for five weeks now (for all we know he probably didn’t fast during the blood work); and other rapid fire crap.

    Once again, those who won’t shut up about bragging are insane. We are NOT impressed. So please get the f^ck away from us because we were freezing in the morning air and our baked bread got cold as a result!

    Addendum: I don’t blame Mr. “Binh” for avoiding people who brag, such as Gloria, who ALWAYS sits near the aisle of the choir section of the front-most pew facing east. She bragged about living in a “castle” in the hill with her white husband and drives an expensive Lexus SUV. I don’t blame him for not attending functions in the church. He is correct about psychos attending mass, which is an elaborate gathering place for the spiritually insane, much like the meat market at a workout gym. You know who you are, pussheads!

    0907. The receipt to our purchase of Easter lilly flowers (two small and one large) and a baked bread came out to $21.44. Notice the double digit number, 144 a Biblical reference.

    0830. We sang “The Divine Mercy” Chaplet/Novena with Juliette, the soprano, and psycho white lady who ALWAYS wears a strange aqua-colored veil/clothing. That repilitian ALWAYS wears dark shades inside the parish, a dimly lit place. How many creeps are crawling on this hellish planet, huh?

    0800. The lesbian-like psycho, Gloria (Carlos’ wife) scooted in front of me from the FAR right pew past an old Asian guy sitting there and all the way to the left side of the pew where I sat. She greeted me first and then Maw who stood up from my left. If she is smart, she should have went to the center aisle and greet Maw instead of going in front of people. Gloria is too hyper and won’t stop touching people. A few days ago, I stared at her during the Sedar dinner. She was about to touch Mr. “Binh” to her left but she looked at me, stopped short of touching the old fart and she folded her arms together in front of her chest.

    0755. Cecil came over to greet Maw, who is the friendlier bloodline than Paw and me.

    0750. Usually I “cause to bear” people to drop things when I look at them directly, whether or not they are aware of my stare. (Hey! I rhyme here!)

    0736. The dashboard to the MB E430 was 425.5 (speedometer) and 42,455 (odometer).

    ~0100. Blacker donuts made just north of original donuts on MY long stretch of road by stupid full-moon, worshiping Asians who have nothing else to do with their sorry lives except drive old cars. Shameful.

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    Addendum: If you see/read my rants via this primary WordPress.com weblog and/or the deactivated Facebook.com where my ungrateful, neurotic relatives lurk to take ONE piece of a data and manufacture an elaborate condemnation with their deceitful lies of the innocent, those VERY rants are MY THOUGHTS, not Paw, not Maw! And to the trolls thinking that I am Maw, you are freaks! Her first name has ten letters; while mine has seven. You stupid idiots are confusing her data with mine! And stop sending her credit card applications, damn bastards! Get with the program, dummies!

    And to Mr. “Binh”: Prior to the start of the Sedar dinner, you briefly mentioned about the coverings that men would wear over their lower area. Paw doesn’t know anything about “aprons”, you moron! I’m the one throwing out pieces of data, you wannabe! And to the rest of your stupid trolls, stop approaching Maw and Paw about joining your crap. They just wanted to pray and meet acquaintances, not befriend y’all and know your crap! God! What’s with you people? Paw and I are too quiet for socializing. It’s Maw who is VERY personable. And I will whack your heads if you mess with her too much. Sheesh!

  • 20120406-Prayer Journal

    At 11:44 we left home for to attend the “Celebration of the Lord’s Passion until 1500! God!

    Anyway, after each station… we recited: “The Way of the Cross” from 1100 to 1130.

    Where your there when:

    1. the judge condemned my Lord
    2. he carried forth the beam?
    3. he fell beneath its weight?
    4. he saw his Mother weep?
    5. they called for Simon’s help?
    6. Veronica wiped his face?
    7. he fell again in pain?
    8. the women mourned from him?
    9. he fell yet once again?
    10. they stripped him of his clothes?
    11. they nailed him to the cross?
    12. he yielded up his soul?
    13. they took his body down?
    14. they laid him in the tomb?

    —

    Then we listened to “The Seven Last Words” by seven lecturers from 1130 to 1215:

    1. “Father forgive them, they know not what they do.” ~Luke 23:33-34.
    2. “Today you will be with me in Paradise.” ~Luke 23:42-43.
    3. “Woman, behold, your son… Behold, your mother.” ~John 19:26-27.
    4. “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” ~Mark 15:33-34.
    5. “I thirst.” ~John 19:28-29.
    6. “It is finished.” ~John 19:30.
    7. “Father, into your hands I commend my spirit.” ~Luke 23:44-46

    —

    Then from 1230 to 1500, we listened to the “Liturgy of the Word”, participated the “Adoration of the Holy Cross” (of which I touched my forehead to the middle of the plain wooden cross located up front instead of kissing/wearing down the lacquer – Eww!), and received Holy Communion afterwards.

    Father Mike, Shawn (who presided over the Station of the Cross), Paul (who helped with the Adoration of the Cross for the disabled) and the Iloco (who Prayer of the Faithful) celebrated. Father Mike was REALLY good/thorough and sang REALLY nice, too.

  • 20120406-Random Notes

    15:41:43. The total amount to our Denny’s meal was $39.99 (or an inverse numerical value for the Beast)! The reprint of the receipt to include a sundae was on 14:00:06 and it came out to be $43.22 (or a hidden numerical value for the Skull and Bones)!

    1525. Oh! And Mr. “Binh” was wearing an orange-colored tie and a light gray suit — just like the current color scheme of my primary weblog here at WordPress.com. So if he and his pals know my true identity, please do NOT blow my cover with regards the “network” and pals.

    1440. A white guy standing in the corner to my right left to the right/side door. His cellphone had made a Samba-like jingle sound earlier.

    Then I let out the one and only loud but totally unexpected sneeze to signal to Father Mike to stop praying in silence while all faced the same direction towards the front. Then the Adoration of the Cross commenced. Hehe! Synchronicity manifests again!

    1340. I had an imagery of how “Barabbas was a revolutionary” (Gospel according to John 18:1-19:42) and how Barry and pals continue to crucify TBTP and pals from doing their jobs.

    1335. I had an imagery of the stripes of the American flag after seeing “by his stripes we were healed” from the “First Reading” (Isaiah 52:13-53:12). The red-colored stripes (seven times) were the blood drawn from injuries against the white-colored stripes (six times) of the Victim.

    1328. An Asian guy coughed loudly behind me. I almost whispered LOUDLY, “SHIT!” Maw might have heard me because she turned her head to the right in rebuke. Then an Asian woman wouldn’t stop coughing behind us again. I wanted to say, “F^CK” aloud. I swear! These annoying entities won’t go away and they seem to sit behind us without fail. Again, more interferences/reminders have been ongoing as “street theater” of the same kinds in the past, too. I was mentally beating/smacking/whacking these fools with my shoes.

    1315. And Carlos was nice enough to hold the right door to the vestibule open for us after Maw and I came out of the restroom. I plucked a purple-colored acrylic piece of fuzz from his left shoulder to his gray-colored suit. I like Carlos. Poi was standing in line behind one Asian woman but Maw didn’t notice.

    1305. One of the lecturer mention: “To give until it hurts.” I was thinking that this was a reminder to go broke for “my family”. Is this thought, wrong?

    1035. Maw felt sorry about Cecil, whose husband Billy is undergoing kidney dialysis. Cecil intercepted us yesterday and told us her story of which Maw didn’t say much out of sadness. Cecil’s father is a doctor/physician and she was told by Maw to understand/listen to her husband, who might not live no more than five to six years. That’s why Maw would rather NOT go through the process because Billy got permanent tubes; so when he goes in for treatment, the staff won’t have a difficult time finding the veins. Then Poi waved to us/me/Paw/whoever… I feel sorry for old timers, really.

    0908. The divorced nutter was sweeping her front driveway. Her back was turned to us. Her hair is short and highlighted with some red in the hair. I immediately closed the electrical garage. Upon closing the garage at about 2/5 of the way, I could hear her making struggling sounds with her plastic broom and dust pan. She continued making sounds near the shared fence area of the side door. Poor wooden fence!

    0738. The dashboard to the MB E430 read: 413.3 (speedometer) and 42,442 (odometer) after parking in the parish grounds for this morning’s Good Friday reading. We sang the “Divine Mercy Prayer” rosary. I was loud enough to be “backup” in response to each 50 beads … “have mercy on us and on the whole world”. Juliette, the soprano lead while the rest of us followed by kneeling/sitting/singing/speaking. Her pitch seemed to go higher and I was able to match it higher yet. Hehe!

  • 20120403-Random Notes

    2014. Sanatorium mentioned “clear, contrasting colors” earlier during his speech in Mars, Pennsylvania. Perhaps, he is also Martian. Maybe all of these politicians are Martians!

    1912. After Maw talked with Julie, Maw said that if the bubbles of the urine stays atop the water in the toilet, the doctor needs to know. Bubbles in the urine happens to those with diabetes/kidney problems.

    1751. Saw 1233 minutes left for the CNN projection of Maryland at 53%; while Maw’s O2 read 68bpm after a reported 93bpm and 95bpm earlier.

    1445. Was watching CNN about the “Tornadoes Hit Dallas and Fort Worth (Texas) Area | Home Damages, Truck Trailers Thrown”. The weatherman mentioned something about how the spin of a storm affect other storms: The more spin (in the case of my rants, for example) can create new spins, which can be dangerous. I won’t stop my spin. Will you? Last night there was a key word: “pivot” to describe how the Romulan would handle his moderate position into a more conservative one. Yeah, right. Like that’s going to make the Indo-Asian more honest.

    1405. Finally left the Great Mall after talking with the psycho Claire, who kept repeating her rapid-fire stories of her daughters playing hockey for the Olympics (probably lesbos for all I care); of taking care of her youngest of four sisters for three month until her passing lst November in the Philippines; of the burial flowers; of two freezers filled with shrimp and meats; of her two unmarried daughters being a senior manager and a director; of other bragging crap; while her husband Ted expressed sentiments of letting Claire his wife travel alone in the Philippines; of writing P10,000 for his only siblings; of closing eyes upon death and seeing nothing after we mentioned preferring cremation over burials in expensive coffins.

    I noticed Ted had long, oval-shaped, thick-lined, brown-colored fingernails, especially on the thumbs. Carlos also has this type of fingernail on his right pinky for picking boogers/snots, no doubt! They are entities full of fungus or something, too.

    0952. While boiling one box of “DreamFields” spaghetti, I had a thought about how mandatory health care regimes are scams. Take for example, breast screening. Part of Medicare requires recipients of this socialized, government program to undergo unnecessary mammogram, which Maw had in just a few minutes yesterday morning. We do NOT have any known cancer in our family! So WFT would this government regime require something that would only irradiate the sick/dying elderly people further? Is this yet another “depopulation agenda” on the guise of “preventative care”?

    Another thought was regarding the mandatory aspect of any governmental regime. I wonder if the health care insurance scam had language/text require ALL to receive vaccination, which the FEDs damn well knows contains mercury! So why should people be forced to pay into a system that does NOT offer cures to medical/health problems? Not even the common cold could be cured, nor the flu-like symptoms. If this O’Romulan health care bill/law passes through the Justices, then the EBE really wants to “cull” the unfavorable human species, taking out 2/3 of perverts and psychopaths. Sorry, this bio-experiment is a failure.

    0845. This morning’s daily bread includes more snappy remarks by Maw en route out of the parish parking lot. I’ve learned that the “dog bloods” only impress themselves and are good at social/political organization in the guise of fund-raising through our local CATHOLIC parish. Of course, Father Paul that one day during Bert’s birthday party breakfast at Denny’s wasn’t interested. Most are Pampanga, like Fred, Raquel, Emmer, Myrna and others who wanted reel us into their “fold”. Creepy.

    0647. If the current Indo-Asian cannot do anything right, then what makes y’all think the Martian could do any better? The Martian and pals created the model to the health care insurance bill/law.

  • 20120329-Random Notes

    1237. I saw/see a small brown bird on the branches of the plum tree after hearing Paw and Maw are hollering downstairs for us to eat three recipes which Maw and I cooked for two friggin’ hours.

    0759. Yesterday during the brisk lunch walk of one and one-half circuit inside the Great Mall with Paw, I felt a dizzy sickness after missing Maw waiting at the water fountain area. This morning during this morning’s mass, I had a revelation: I had experienced low blood glucose level after eating a birthday breakfast of $2 Biscuit & Gravy with an Egg | An opened-faced biscuit smothered with rich sausage gravy and served with one egg cooked to order (or an “SOS” – Shit on a Shingle per “Binh” as military guys used to call it at Denny’s with other parishioners.

    0757. Yesterday during morning mass, the Vietnamese with the permanent makeup of black color as eyeliner and on her eyebrow sat behind us and wouldn’t stop coughing. Maw and I kept fanning the cards in the pew to blow her “tuberculosis” or whatever away from our air space.

    0724. Social engineers is to racial division as bio-geneticists is to cell division.

    0720. It says in the Bible somewhere that God keeps/won’t forget his covenant. Well, in reality, “god” only lasted one generation. And those with “hurt feelings” won’t remember no more than two generations ago, not unless they are unforgiving and vindictive souls, who expect reparations.

    02:40. A drag racer revved up his engine for five minutes and tried to make rubber smells into the air. I kept my steady breath of sleep and thought to myself that he can do whatever he wants because he is only hurting himself and other selves.

    0220. A drag racer made his mobius styles of the Satanic numerical value of “666”. I heard him take off in a northbound direction. He is an idiot. I kept my steady breath of sleep and though to myself that he can do whatever he wants because no one is going to stop him (for now).

  • 20120327-Prayer Journal

    After receiving a plastic grocery bag of “calamansi” lemon from “Minh” prior to the start of mass Tuesday morning, Maw showed me a new bookmark from the Diocese of San Jose (www.dsj.org). The back of the bookmark shows credits for the photo (Cathedral Basilica of Saint Joseph) and photographer (Sofyan Nugroho), along with the stylized mobius scrolls forming a Satanic value of “666” and  the following:

    Prayer of Thanks

    Heavenly Father, We give you thanks for the inspiration of your Holy Spirit as we reflect on the Gospel call to exercise Christ’s stewardship on our journey of faith.

    We ask you to guide us in our discernment, and show us how to be faithful in the plans we make, the actions we take, and the love we share on our pilgrim way.

    Give us the courage to find wisdom in our sacrifices, joy in our generosity, and hope in the compassion we show, especially to those most in need of your comfort and care.

    And create in us a more open heart and a greater awareness of our need to grow, to change, to be transformed, so that we may be better stewards of your gifts for the good of all.

    We pray this in Jesus’ name. Amen.

    —

    Here are the images:

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