Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: Shopping-2

  • Trump Cat Shirt 

    Behold! My new red-colored Trump Cat Shirt by The Mountain via Amazon.com (delivered 20161203-1558PM) has graced my new ‘AmazonBasics Mid-Back Mesh Chair’ (delivered 20161121-1252PM) Sold by: Amazon.com LLC, which also sold my new Altra Dakota L-Shaped Desk with Bookshelves, Dark Russet Cherry (delivered (delivered 20161121-1826PM).

    My new desk now sports more desktop clutters, including three bulky-ass three equipments: the old Canon MX432 printer/scanner, the old NeatConnect WiFi scanner; and my newest Epson Foto FF-640, which helped my scanning of old photographic paper archiving project in less than one week.

    This new Epson box now holds these old photographs, ready to be dumped in the recycling bin or stored in the closet upstairs. The scanned images are now in the clouds for the NSA and their cohort pals of advanced ALIEN entities for good times and hearty laughter. I’m halfway done with the loose photos that were received by others and not taken by Dad, who usually writes stuff on the back.

    One batch scans in one minutes. One batch is usually 24-36 photos per Kodak strips of film negatives, most of which are carefully stored in special plastics and labeled properly for cross-references. The other negatives are circular Kodak DISKS, which was a novel idea but short-lived. I don’t think there’s a studio capable of enlarging photos from these film negatives.

    My next goal is to toss out the old photo album holders and other picture frames. I’m thinking of donating at our local yellow-colored trucks – The Goodwill, of course. I usually get a receipt and scribble my items donated for scanning and then discarding, of course. There is no real value for ANY donated items. I don’t claim deductions for this stuff.

    Yeah, so MAGA is possible ss y’all can see I’ve been purchasing stuff online. I’m awaiting my two cat shirts by next week and that’s it for my temporary shopping splurge. I’m having a VERY difficult time getting rid of stuff, most of which belongs to the dying granny and senile old man. Sheesh.

  • Clearly I can’t count – what can’t you do?

    “what ordinary skill are you bad at?”

    • Smiling sincerely at ungrateful people.
    • Answering the phone without pausing for thoughts.
    • Parallel parking.
    • Buying clothes for myself.
    • Buying gifts for others.
    • Cooking a descent meal.
    • Washing the pots and pans.
    • Cleaning the bathroom/tub/toilet area.
    • Meeting new people.
    • Keeping old friends.
    • Going on diet.
    • Counting on others for help.
    • Use common sense.
    • Stop ranting.
    • Count the number of times I wish the death upon TPTB and pals for ruining/screwing the lives/minds of people/zombies.

    —

    http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2011/12/30/clearly-i-cant-count-what-cant-you-do/

  • Is there a cure for stupidity?

    Is there a cure for stupidity? Nope.

    “Stupid is as stupid does.” ~Forrest Gump

    If you had a million dollars to reduce stupidity where you live, how would you spend it?

    I first would round up the stupid ones of all ages, put them on a train and haul them to FEMA camps for indefinite detention. But that’s only a fable story.

    An alternate solution could be: Just don’t have children and abort the ones that will be known to have defects. And use the ones with disabilities to do simple tasks for businesses.

    Another alternate solution could be: Let them live and continue to fool them into believing that everything is fine and dandy and that a savior will come (after thousands of years) to save the day and night.

    —

    http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2011/12/10/is-there-a-cure-for-stupidity/

  • 20111123-Weird Stuff

    Memo: 11/22/2011 20:51pm. By reading/skimming through the pages of “The Philosophers‘ Stone/s”, I had a thought about how some true healers really do NOT need tools outside themselves. These faithful one ARE tools/vehicles of healing unto themselves and others.

    Memo: 11/20/2011 19:58pm. While washing dishes that night, I had a thought about how extraterrestrials/dimesionals are really demonic. They offer medical and scientific technology but true healing comes from within those who are faithful.

    Memo: 11/20/2011 20:25pm. At 20:23pm, the toilet downstairs near the garage finally flushed on its own after I had pour hot water from the faster bath tub faucet via the plastic water pitcher. I had clogged the toilet with my bouts of floating poop. It must have been my nemesis — a fibery, choy vegetable.Memo.

  • 20111123-Weathery Ways

    At around noon-time, a nice chemtrail of fluffy, puffy clouds of popcorn was formed almost parallel to the southside of our home. There were lots of sylphs, too. Now the winds are blowing as I see the treetops and branches move outside my windows upstairs in the computer bedroom.

    Memo: 11/22/2011 12:23pm. Earlier that day, I noticed that two “old” chemtrails left behind an X-mark formation over Mt. Hamilton. It appeared so low to the green-colored hill and slightly to the left (or just north) and relative to our local parish.

    Memo: 11/20/2011 16:20pm. The sunshine came out at around 02:30pm and 03:00pm. I was talking to the parakeets near the sliding back door. I had placed Bugsy‘s old purple cage on the floor so that Winnie and Buddy could have some sunlight filtering through the double-vinyl door.

    Addendum:  Last edited by FLYNN on 20111123 at 12:52:34 PM PST. There are lots of low-lying, fluffy puffy clouds of whale clouds in the westward hills of the Bay Area. Also present are some, fluffy, puffy, clouds of rain coming from the west and in front of my bedroom window upstairs in the computer room, located in the “northwest” corner, by the way.

  • 20111120-Dream Journal

    Here are my lazy notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone this morning at 08:14am:

    I was in Fisherman’s Wharf and I saw two fat guys. One third guy needed to repay a loan to a balding white guy. His hair was stingy and some loose hair covered some parts to the side of his head. The “borrower” seemed to be Landy but his form wasn’t the same.

    We entered the office from the left field of vision. The desk of the “loan shark” was to my right field of vision. We sat down along the wall behind us as “Landy” made his way to the far right end of the dimly lit place which feels “brown” or “wooden”. The direction of his seat was facing the general nine o’clock direction with the “dark” desk in between the balding guy, whose seat is (of course) facing the general three o’clock direction. Jokes were said afterwards and we left.

    I saw my dream self observing (the 12 o’clock directional) as we went down the hall (the 6 o’clock directional). We or at least one person was trying to hide in a bathroom (to my 3 o’clock directional). It was full of Filipino women. Back out the hall, there was a smaller Filipino woman.

    There was some purple in the hallway. I saw a phone number.

  • 20111119-Dream Journal

    Here are my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone 11/19/2011 02:01am in the morning after I used the toilet:

    I took the side of the Revolutionary. I saw someone and maybe a bunch of other people in a room. They viewed monitor, which showed something with a case load that could explode at any moment. I dreamt that the same guy was running to warn the Revolutionary team, which was hidden somewhere. The place seemed to have a stream of sunlight. They appeared to be in a location that was loosely secured. The leader was a woman.

    I saw two tall brunette and skinny-looking guys come from their truck to offer drinks to the team. It was almost like they were doing “business as usual” despite the “revolution” that was going on in and around that place. The people was to my left field of vision. The woman leader said to take the drinks. My dream self wondered if there should have been an inspection of these cases of drinks.

    This was said after she came down from atop a vehicle. She was on top of the vehicle shouting orders at another female to my left field of vision. It appears the woman to my left was being uncooperative and continued to do whatever she wanted. I tried to help her stuff items she made into clear plastics in front of me. The woman leader continued to shout at gun point for the uncooperative woman to leave/go home and take whatever she wanted. I heard myself repeat what the woman leader said to the uncooperative woman to do the same and that there really is no set schedule to operate in this place. She then exited to my left field of vision with something light to carry in her arm.

    Earlier in another dream, I saw a field and a girl in a dress. I see myself in the field and tuning around and I saw something like sausage hanging from the “right” corner of the front part of a old wooden house. It didn’t seem like a house but more like a picture frame and something hanging there. I heard that one neighbor didn’t get water within days (or ten days) of running out of water.

  • 20111116-Random Thoughts

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

    18:17pm: Paw quoted the following while we ate dinner: “A thing of beauty is a joy forever.” I had a difficult time understanding his pronounciation as he repeated and spelled each letter slowly.

    13:55pm: I might have heard Yeyo lay and egg at 13:44pm because there was single high-pitched screen from somewhere. The last time I heard that was when the boy saw how Chin-Chin laid and egg with that same yelp.

    1345pm: At 1330pm, Fred and Carlos brought in our eight re-upholstered seats for the dining chairs, which looked good! They were so kind to have used their hand-held drilling tool to screw the seats back into the chairs of over four decades old. The dining room set was Made By SINGER FURNITURE DIVISION, P.O. BOX 511, LENOIR, NO. CAROLINA 28645 (M-1941 117-75). The cover was #835 GOLD (LOT 694 6300 412 SIDE CHR 760005001-7 1635).

    12;39pm: At 1230pm, the ATT completed their two and one-half hour of service to make us customers “happy”.

    10:48pm: At 1047am, Fred called my cellphone that our upholstered seats were finished and they would come after one o’clock to deliver the finished products.

    1035am: At 1035, the shorter AT&T guy seemed…

    1023am: At 1022am, the two roofers completed taking Paw’s big check.

    1014am: At 1012am, Erik and Ossy came over and made Paw sign the final paper work, including how Erik was on-site each and everyday. Ossy was so quite while Paw got stupid and loud with Erik.

    0946am: At 0946am, a third but black AT&T guy left the scene. I guess Garret would help fix our wiring problem. They saw how the wires were not done properly by the previous technician, who could have gotten in trouble if they continue to ask for a “second” assistance.

    0940am: The third guy from AT&T came.

    0925am: At 0924am, the AT&T guy informed Maw and I that an incorrect phone number was still connected to a second line, which I disconnected. Maw fumed that should have been fixed from the drop box at the time the service was disconnected. That line belonged to a number 295-xxxx.

  • 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-More Spooks

    The woman who helped dispense our eyeglasses was a reptilian. She would flick her tongue out like the French woman with the blue-colored, “feline eyes“. The “flicking” action I keep mentioning is more like a slow lick on both lips with the tongue stopped in between the teeth, leaving, say the tip of the tongue showing and then retracting it back into the mouth. Her eye color was hazel, I think. She had “blood-shot” eyes. These types of eyes would seem to have some sort of “light pink” eye liner to further express the “redness” in the white part of the eyes. She was helpful in suggesting to have Maw get the lens on an old frame done to see if the new ones feel better than the second pair, in which case she could give those for change later on.

    The little one that wrote stuff in Maw’s chart was an Asian. We talked about her “diminutive stature” of say four feet. I would assume that she is Chinese because she turned her back to me and showed me the bottom of her left shoe while taking notes before the eye doctor showed up. I thought she could have been Vietnamese. But her English is straight and TOUGH like any medical personnel.

    Other spooks include the Asians riding up and down my road as if they own the taxpayers’ turf.

  • 20111113-Bored Again

    Hallelujah! I’m bored again. Instead of blogging, I decided to watch videos on YouTube. So I trolled a site on classic toys, then the front page for human/alien hybrids to beautiful eyes. Then I saw gross stuff about extraction of cysts and spider bites! Yuch! If it were not for the media outlets like blogging, videos, gaming, and yes porno, I’m sure people — the 99% — that are mostly dummies, would express themselves outdoors. Now I’m not suggesting they’d harm/hurt themselves and others. But computers do society a favor — by keeping the criminals preoccupied with whatever interests them online! (That was an old topic of an OPEN forum discussion board on the largest conspiracy site, by the way.)

  • Would removing all guns from earth make us more or less safe?

    Would removing all guns from earth make us more or less safe?

    We would be more safe without guns/pistols/cannons. But human/hybrids are still a dangerous and violent species. Even if guns were removed from earth, there are other “weapons of mass destructions”, such as kitchen knives/machetes, nuclear arms, nail guns, Molotov cocktails, bolos, sling shots, bows and arrows, pitchforks, baseball bats, bare knuckles and fists, frying pans, blood curdling screams, blow guns, rocks/stones, mud/dirt, spears, stars, batons, kicking, punching, guard dogs, hot oil, boiling water, pins/needles, fly swatters, a can of Raid/soap and water, bio-chemical agents/laundry detergents/bleach/cleaners, sneezes, coughs, contagious blood/urine/sebum/waste, etc…