Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: Shopping-2

  • 20111113-Dream Journal

    I dreamt of shopping with Maw who was on my left field of vision. I wandered through displays of jewelry on my left where two people were sitting. I bent over/squatted at the waist/knees to see a display.

    Somehow a display of earrings on the right end of a table caught my attention twice. I saw the words “crystals” above the topmost rows of VERY SMALL earrings, the size of a single chickpeas, I think.

    I stared into the clear case and “studied” it from front and back. Somehow I managed to remove these earrings from their “cardboard” mount (or some other material). At least six golden earrings fell on a table. On either end of this single and only row, I removed the two larger ones by hand.

    Initially, I saw these two as milky white. Then for whatever reason, the first grape-sized piece removed from the right-most row was iridescent in rainbow color.

    It was a cut crystal encased in dark gold. I could see the dark gold change in shimmering rainbow colors of purple, mostly blue, ect.

    Its matching pair had a raised design of small, dark blue-colored grapes. The pair was already on the table. I replaced this piece.

    I the noticed the “captions” to each piece to the left of this one. The word “horn” was underneath for the one to its “left”.

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  • 20111111-Random Thoughts

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

    11/11/2011 19:35pm: I’ve learned of the word “snag” over ELEVEN slong years now. Tonight, my mind created an imagery of a “snag” upon an acrylic sweater. The result is the shape of a loophole. That is what “snag” (a “code word“) means, a loophole. But there wasn’t any according to the fat bastard so long ago. And a few days ago or last week, Maw had repaired her “snag” from her old sweaters by carefully pulling the yarn back into place and sewing the “holes” shut — one by one.

    11/11/2011 14:31pm: For whatever reason, Maw likes to iron double-knit fabric! I would raise my voice in protest if she dare iron in lines both front and back of my double-knit/household/gardening pants. There liens look good on slacks made from other material, such as polyester! This is NOT a military school.

    11/10/2011 18:32pm: Bill Maher and pals should be off the air. Pronto! Their word usage and foul/offensive language is way off base. There is the word called, decency for any reporter, journalist, commentators and pals.

  • 20111109-More Spooks

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    After church and en route to mail off Paw’s envelop to the post office, Maw exclaimed that there was graffiti on our fence. My blood pressure went up when I caught a glance at the offense. But I had to calm down and concentrate on driving.

    Then we went to get gas for Paw’s MB E430. While waiting in the car, I told Maw that it’s a divine sign to get rid of the bending fence and sloped cement slabs. And that perhaps THD and pals probably wants more of our business. She said if I had money to pay: But since the FAT BASTARD and pals have not repaid what belongs to me (MY HARD EARNED CASH) after eleven slong years, I told her heck no. (In my mind, if everygthing is supposed to be mine, they should pay now instead of wait later. But they don’t think like us kids. To me that’s selfish.)

    After buying gasoline for the car, we went home. At 9:10am, I attempted to call the Graffiti and Litter “hotline” at 408-277-2758 (three times). But the voice messaging system instructed us to call the 866-249-0543 number. At 9:20am, the Graffiti Protective Coating Inc. cleaned up the fence with high powered water spray. They did the rest of the neighborhood. Maw almost cried and almost hugged David in gratitude. Of course, there are lots of free spaces where people won’t get into trouble. Only REAL art count, not the ones done by CIA operatives on OUR place!

    We had Sara from THD called Paw to say the city messed up our permit for a new roof. Paw is so senile that he kept repeating and asking/verifying how they will start on Friday instead of Thursday, which would be the time I unload my HARD/yard work, which I loved doing recently.

    Then Osvaldo, the roof installer came by to take a look at the public post (which is attached with blue tape next to our front door) first and then our property.

    Later at around 13:00pm, Fred (with his amigo) from Valdez Upholstery came by to pick up our fabric of eight yards and eight seat templates of wood/cushion. They will replace the wood/cushion and do a welting on the bottom of each new upholstery! They give EXCELLENT service (as per their black logo on the back side of their white van).

    Overall, private businesses, sellers, contractors and the workers know what they are doing. It’s the customers, buyers, clients and the bosses who sometimes don’t understand their line of work and quick/professional communication skills. I guess Paw and I got excited and let our emotions/adrenaline cloud our better judgment, except Maw who understands everything! Hehehe.

  • 20111107-More Spooks

    Paw was a “mad man” as Maw apologized to the poor apricot tree, whose MAIN branches of bearing fruits were chopped by Paw. I punished Paw by making him (via Maw, of course) saw off the four wooden legs of Maw’s orchid shed with both the circular saw and his OLD hand-held saw. I busied myself with sweeping up the leaves and removing the leaves from the main branches/limbs of the poor tree until Maw hollered that we forgot her eye appointment at 1:30pm. That’s my punishment to her too for being an overbearing foreman. This went on after breakfast all the way to 6:30pm at night.

    At around 12:32pm or earlier, I saw how a large WHITE truck with a crane arm and/or bucket waiting across from our street. It had a VERY large, dark-colored window, which seemed to stretch as far as the driver side door. I stayed for a few minutes until we removed the floating middle piece to Maw’s shed. I mumbled under my breath something about our city being communist and flicked off my fingers several times at the vehicle and at the low flying planes overhead earlier that morning.

    Then at around 2:30pm to 3:00pm, Ben and Minh came by with their grandson Derek, who played “boo”, his scary Halloween, with my parakeets; while the four old people talked with each other. They picked up their specially made “netting” of black color from Maw’s dismantled shed last week; so they could use it to cover their chayote squash, which the damn Asian‘s next door stole on behalf of Buddha. That fat bastard sucks, always smiling and laughing at people who offer food and drink because of tradition.

    Later on that evening and while I was still removing/separating leaves from branches, I heard one LOUD car attempting to make rubber markings (donuts) on MY long stretch of road. But I told it through my mind’s “mouth” to shut-up, get a life, and tell your superiors to die because people are working quietly in the back yard.

    Of course, the divorced nutter was quietly making sounds of throwing away stuff. We could hear her slamming the poor doors — garage and fence. Later after I took a shower, I went to close the blinds upstairs in my bedroom window and saw a red ladder between her persimmon tree and our shared fence. The fools don’t eat the fruit! So right there the creep wanted to look over the shared fence and into our property. But thanks to the spread of the pomelo tree and the sailboat material — both offered some privacy from this possessed one. I wonder how the workers for our roof would handle her behavior from up there. Hehehe.

  • 20111108-More Spooks

    During the noontime mass of OLP, a TALL, white old guy sat two pews in front of us. I could see the side of his right face turning red with a white, “cold” spot somewhere on his right cheek. A creepy half-balding white guy with hairy forearms and sat one pew in front of us. A Filipino woman sat behind me and sang OUT OF TUNE. After she let out a couple of coughs, I flicked her off with my right middle finger by scratching the back of my head. I even let out a small fart to offend her nostrils. At 12:33pm, the priest gave me the host. And the little altar boy clang his “bread catcher” with the chalet of “bread”, which was held by the priest. I noticed a “holy one” praying with his head slightly down. Of course, the sunshine was streaming nicely upon his blond noggin. Hehehe! He’s cute, by the way.

    Addendum: We arrived 11:00am at OLP. While Maw napped inside my car, Paw and I walked counter-clockwise on the circular path in front of the metal statue. I amused myself at a couple — a short Asian and a white man. At 11:30am, we were finished with three slow circuits because I didn’t want to ruin my “cheap” by comfortable shoes. Paw went to use the toilet and I went to fetch Maw. I saw two people to my left but hid behind Maw’s straw hat. Later the same faggots (one “famale” and her butch hiding her boobs behind a thick sweater) were walking towards us. I told Maw what they were but she didn’t care.

    While shopping at Calico Homes, I noticed one old lady staring at us and probably from Maw and Paw talking too much with Jeni, who helped us set up the labor for reupholstering the slipcover and cushions. Afterwards, we went to Costco, where I mentioned under my breath how we are given only a limited time to be “free” until we all go back to “normal”. I flicked her off too as she looked into the mirror over a display of jewelry. I feel like getting my hair cut shorter for kickers.

  • 20111108-Dream Journal

    Here are my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone today at 07:01am:

    At three o’clock, I awoke and used the toilet. I dreamt of three masked person — all dark below their mask. But I sensed they were “people” of some sort. The scene appeared to be indoors and dim and there may have been some sort of orange glow throughout the interior of this stone-walled structure. The masks appeared to be stylized “demons” like that of Asian styles of big eyes and some feathery fringes stick out. There may have been two or three figures going up and down somewhere inside this dim place.

    At seven o’clock, I awoke and remembered some more dreams. I was reading a book. The right page, or recto, was blank. But the bottom paragraph became liquid enough for me drink as soup.

    I turned the page and read more passages. One sentence (again on the right page, or recto) was about how a video was destroyed. The last part of that sentence read “gays and such.” I saw more words ending in three letters “ema”, such as “karnema”. These words were listed and separated by commas within another sentence. I may have seen a dark image — horizontal — while reading this page, which may have had that image on top. I read and remembered the contents of both pages while still in my dream but forgot when awake.

    I saw myself inside a long chamber glowing with the color of gold, yellow or even orange. It seemed to be arched in the ceiling and maybe twice as wide as the length of my arms. Twice, I met this scene in which I met with a wall in front of me while a wall of water came rushing from behind me. Once, I saw myself outdoors in the night. I heard myself say that the solution to leave that place was to concentrate on the exact location with the intention and I go anywhere I want. I saw myself measuring off ten (10) feet away and outside from the chamber.

  • Cleaning ahh…

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    As per my notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone on 11/06/2011 at 15:08pm, I’ve had another encounter! This time it was something so lightening fast and horrible. It was a black mouse! No wonder the cat has been leaving mouse heads on our property!

    I was cleaning up the backyard after lunchtime today. And during the later portion of the clean-up, I decided to see if I could throw away some old carpet runenrs, which Maw wanted to keep/hoard because they were still good and did’t have the glue backing flaking off like the thinner, extra pieces of carpeting left over from upstairs.

    Anyway, after lifting up an old Image Writer II printer, Apple box, I moved the VERY sturdy, yellow plastic bin (courtesy of the old San Jose recycling program long ago). Due to the heavy weight of this container, it was stuck momentarily to the table. With a couple of hard yanks from my right hand/arm, I loosened the container from the paint.

    Lo and behold, a black mouse came out of hiding from within the center most, rolled up rug! It bounded upon my right shoulder with two leaps and headed downward to the cement to my right peripheral vision. It actually trigger some slight pain afterwards. Damn mouse!

    I couldn’t scream loudly because the divorced nutter was working on her back yard too at that time and I didn’t want to trigger her emotions.

    Through the screen door, I told Maw that a “dahgah” came out of its hiding place. I tried to explain to her but she is getting hard of hearing. So I went indoors and told Paw to remove/throw away the carpet because it might have mouse poop and/or babies inside the old runners.

    After Paw placed the container of washed rice into the cooker, he was so kind to go out back, unroll each carpet to see that there was nothing, re-rolled each one and stuff the recycling bin.

    I was thankful that he is still around to use the box cutter to reduce this morning’s boxes of Motorola (for the AT&T DVR receiver) and other styrofoam boxes. I finished re-arranging items inside the cabinets of the garage after lunch prior to working out back.

    He also helped to replace two of Ma’ws fallen geranium plants into their new containers and hand them up again because the fruit tree got mad and broke off its limb, thus sending the flowering plant crashing to the ground below during the night of strong winds.

    Paw said that after we purchased and installed a white cabinet to store our gardening products (such as fertilizers, killer and paint), the mouse didn’t go inside the house. I don’t know about that. The mouse trap and other chemicals did its job because the smell of death lingered for a while until Paw found a petrified mouse in between the old cabinet long ago.

  • 20111104-Divorced Nutter

    Yesterday at around 7:40am, we were leaving our driveway to attend Friday morning’s mass. We saw the renter carry a black-colored object the size of a computer tower/speaker from the “front door” into his gray-colored mini-station wagon. I sensed the fools next door lost yet another renter that day. Gee! I wonder why? Could it be that she is opening up his mail, making noise and being annoy, everyday?

    Anyway, when we got back from mass ar around 8:40am, we saw the side door of the shared fence open. And out came the divorced nutter to haul her recycle bin inside to the back yard. I grabbed Paw’s electrical garage door opener and immediately closed the garage behind us as soon as I parked his Mazda Protoge inside the garage. That man will never speed up his thinking!

  • 20111029-Humor Time

    As per my old notes via the “Memo” app of my cellphone on 10/29/2011 at 12:55pm, we were finished after eating lunch at Denny’s restaurant. Then Paw say a guy headed to the cashier. The guy was wearing a shirt and the back of the shirt read as:

    “The gas cost so much I cannot afford to fart.”

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    Later on today (11/01/2011) during lunch, I showed Paw my old note and he wondered if our fart would be taxable. I said that could be possible if we captured the gas in a jar. He laughed.

  • 20111030-Weathery Ways

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    After spending time deleting Categories and Tags from my other WordPress.com weblog site for Plinky Prompts and Daily Posts and after eating breakfast, I decided to give the parakeets a bath. Maw was eating her cereal and later joined all of us in the backyard. Paw was eating his breakfast indoors. The two boy parakeets took a liking to the birdbath. The two girl parakeets kept fighting with each other. After washing the bird and drying the bird cage, I noticed the dead mouse head and grub and took a picture to share on my blog.

    THEN, after Maw’s suggestion, Paw decided unwillingly to join us in dismantling one of the two open “shed” for Maw’s containers of orchid plants, which have not been giving us flowers. Maw and I worked on the removing the nails and staples from the make-shift, black mesh coverings. Since Maw is totally disabled and out of breath, I ended up removing most of the rusted nails from the HARD oak wood and the green, wavy plastic “roof” pieces. This went on until a late lunch at around 2:30pm. At 3:00pm, Maw helped to chisel th HARD oak wood so as to free the stuck nails. Earlier she was helping to re-wrap the old wires from the old orchid shed.

    THEN, Maw had to rest and cook us dinner, including a late suggestion/request for hot soup, which Paw likes after a hard day’s work under a VERY mild weather with crispy clear blue skies of little to gentle winds. It was HOT under the mid-afternoon sun while I tried to remove the rest of the nail and I had to drink my energy drink of potassium and salt to keep from spasming, which did happen on the inside, right section of the rib cage where the sternum ends below.

    THEN, I caught Paw struggling with the arrangement of another open shed. I quickly removed/dumped on the cement/slabs below the plastic containers (still in good condition) for Maw’s plants and some left-over wood. He spaced out, walked away and then returned to help me drag the slightly heave make-shift, wooden shed to its new location away from the side fence and to the original location of the old orchid shed. Now he has a nice pathway for walking. The shed is well organized with the LONG pieces of two by four woods on the bottom “shelf” and the plastic plant containers on the top “shelf”.

    At 5:30pm, I’ve finished, dumped my clothes to be washed downstairs and hurried upstairs to take my shower. And now I’m done with this blog entry just a little bit after 6:00pm. My back hurted during the ordeal but no real pain could be felt just yet but I suspect later on the endorphine/pain killer will have worn off. So I’ll take something to keep from aching tonight.

    Our tools were: one crowbar to yank the old wooden pieces apart, one steel-head hammer to pound back the nails, Paw’s idea of using one small piece of wood to help provide the torque and needed force to remove nail, one dull pruning sheers to cut the old wavy roof, two chisels to split the OAK wood and release the stuck nails, one “fish” knife to free old staples from the bamboo of the mesh covers and one long nose pilers to yank stubborn staples and cut twisted wir twines. The end.

  • Smelly smells…

    There was a faint was a faint smell of onion/sulpher indoors when I got up very early morning yesterday to use the toilet.

    When I was using the sink to get ready for morning mass a few hours later, I smelled some algae and toothpaste in the sink.

    The morning before yesterday had a strong sulphur smell in the air. I figured God was eating some onions, too. I don’t know.

    The same algae and toothpaste smell were in the sink for two days already.

  • 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.