There were many instances of double to triple digit numbers that I failed to record because of the DAILY frequency of each event. Here are more examples:
Behold! The completion of baby pillows – one over each ear at night! The embroidered covers were already done long ago. But there were no pillows, which have now been created by Maw from a jumbo sized pillow and encased in bleached white Muslin material.
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Here are my notes as entered on the “Memo” app of my cellphone:
10/21/2011 13:56pm: At 13:53pm, we saw the divorced nutter peeping from inside the opened garage door, which she closed. At the same time a low flying helicopter came from between 240 – 260 degrees towards eastward. I called its “ATTENTION” both arms in the air as I emerged from my car.
After shopping for one big pillow to be broken down into replacement parts for my four “baby pillows” at Anna’s Linen (and getting a “fanofannas.com” card from the store manager), we ate at Wienerschnitzel: one Italian Sausage, which Maw thought was TOO salty but was fine by me, one Pastrami sandwich, one Polish sandwich and three cones with one dipped in chocolate.
Our first stop was Hancock Fabrics where we bought Maw’s 60-spool, wooden holder, one natural lamp, needles, threads and a Muslin cloth of light brown, which she bleached WHITE!
10/21/2011 09:37am: This morning “El Rushbeau” shared on the radio that he grew up on cloth diapers, just like my younger brother and me. The government wants the taxpayers to fund NON-disposable diapers; so that parents who cannot afford diapers stay at home will qualify to send their children to day care centers. This tactic may be a bad incentive to get these welfare recipients back to work.
10/21/2011 09:16am: During the brief talk with Minh after yesterday morning’s mass, we learned how the eldest priest heard Father Paul cavorting loudly at 3:00am in the morning with another woman, who may be his wife. The priests share a house and the walls are obviously not thick enough to drown out the sounds of this Vietnamese man, who likes to bowl, drink and party late at night and early in the morning. It goes to show how a priestly occupation goes beyond the call of duty and into the arms of woman, just like a Filipino priest has done in a small church located in Milpitas, CA. It reminds me of a movie: “The Thorn Birds“.
10/21/2011 07:52am: En route to this morning’s mass, Maw and Paw had their usual political discussion. Obama is inticing these skulls full of mush into violence. The uprising is occurring worldwide. If the dictators can go down badly, especially yesterday’s unfortunate circumstances surroundinf the death of Qaddafi and him begging for his life, Obama will also end up being killed by the same thugs he has been forcing/doing his will/business. Thugs are likely to be angry in return. Addendum: Further, the next “dictator” in Libya after Qaddafi will be worse, just like what happened in other Middle Eastern country freed of one tyrant.
Well, that would explain the part about this morning’s “street theater“. These “victimization” tactics just bring out the mischievousness within me. Actually, I was having fun and love the chase and running away. And in no way did I felt any danger, except the temporary thrill and excitement mixed in with the rush of fear and dread.
The first “contact” was earlier this year when help wasn’t signed on time. My patience wore thin and that was before I got FED up with waiting for nothing. They got me more FED up because they refused to help me after I have helped their androids and pals of the same kind that would most likely be implemented in 2012. And they keep telling me that it’s okay to be frustrated a bit. Indeed. Well, I declare!
Oh well! If that is their way of intimidation, I’m not playing. Bring it on, fools! And I’ll keep reporting back my findings until you learn to GET ALONG or else face the wrath of God and pals with lots of love that you’d remember why y’all are still stuck on this hellish planet. Brouhaha!
From 1:00pm to now, there is the sound of the chain saw and the tree shredder going on outdoors. Earlier this morning and en route to the doctor appointments, I saw large yellow construction vehicle parked in a cul-de-sac, just south of our home. There was an diamond-shaped, orange-colored construction sign, too. In my mind, I wish the shredded material a blessed incarnation to a next life for serving as trees.
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At 12:23pm, we arrived home from shopping at the DeCa commissary store. The electric garage door had opened at the same time! The white Honda CR-V was no where but in its parked place on the left side of the garage was the red Dogde-like caravan. So whatever is going with that divorced nutter, I had to close our electric garage door immediately.
“How are we going to unload the grocery from the trunk?” ~Wailed Paw.
“There’s space in the back! Don’t make everything so hard!” ~I retorted/
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After the lobby scene, the old Vietnamese lady with her gray-haired always in a bun got pissed that we were sitting behind her. We didn’t want to sit down behind the four Filipinos from the Couples of Christ. The old fart from Batangas held out his hand to shake hands with Paw, who refused to shake hands. It was NOT our style and the creep has a cold!!!
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En route to the lobby of the parish, we saw Ben and how he had a difficult time hosing down the white wall from the waste matter of baby birds in a nest. Then Gloria and Carlos were just walking into the lobby, too. Of course, Gloria seemed her happy self. But Carlos refused to greet the three of us again.
“Have a good morning, sir!” ~I screamed to the one-eyed old fart.
Carlos had lied to us about having both eyes done long ago. His right eye has that post-op patch of metal with holes, a blue rubber perimeter and a tape to hold it down. It was the old fart’s birthday and Maw actually got up from our pew and went over to where he was sitting to make the old man smile.
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A couple of days ago, the Fred the creepy widower shook hands with Maw. He could tell Paw and I are not friendly people with unsmiling face. I especially have given him and other creeps liek him the dirty looks. I’m not very “Chirstian”, eh? Bahaha!
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Over the weekend, the one-eyed creep was constructing a well-made/designed structure, which is attached to the side of the divorced nutter’s home. He made soft sounds of hammering and circular sawing. On Monday, there were old wood and other OLD computer junk sitting near their gas main. At least their backyard looks better than the junk in the backyard of the Mexicans located behind the divorced nutter’s backyard.
At past 07:15am, I finally hear Maw’s voice after dreaming about Maw’s Mother’s Day party which was held in our home. I saw at least four LARGE gift-wrapped boxes of at least the color purple and blues. I saw Maw come from the kitchen and she might be holding/had received another gift envelop just as another BIG gift box materialized somewhere in the room. I was coming out of the master bedroom. I saw that the party was being held inside the garage where at least three to four of the boy’s friends were there. Allen was there and one was white who kept looking/couldn’t take his eyes off a dark-skinned Asian girl with BIG boobs. There were facing the north-west wall of the garage. The girl was standing up and facing the wall with her back to them. The boy was there too. I went upstairs to my sleeping quarters for whatever reason and had to close the door behind me because I sensed Maw was following me. Then I awoke.
At past 07:15am, I finally hear Maw’s voice after dreaming about Maw’s Mother’s Day party which was held in our home. I saw at least four LARGE gift-wrapped boxes of at least the color purple and blues. I saw Maw come from the kitchen and she might be holding/had received another gift envelop just as another BIG gift box materialized somewhere in the room. I was coming out of the master bedroom. I saw that the party was being held inside the garage where at least three to four of the boy’s friends were there. Allen was there and one was white who kept looking/couldn’t take his eyes off a dark-skinned Asian girl with BIG boobs. There were facing the north-west wall of the garage. The girl was standing up and facing the wall with her back to them. The boy was there too. I went upstairs to my sleeping quarters for whatever reason and had to close the door behind me because I sensed Maw was following me. Then I awoke.
Two nights ago, Maw was helping to dry a dish and her plastic glass few out of her hands. That was near the oven stove where I broke Paw’s glass. (He had four other glasses similar to the one I broke) a few day ago.
I was VERY fast and furious while washing and drying dishes. My movements as of late have been sped up and fidgety, too.
“Slow down. You might have high-blood pressure/hypertension!” ~They hollared.
On Tuesday, we bought a $30 carafe at Williams-Sonoma (Pottery Barn). It was to replace a $2 water pitcher that I chipped off at the dinner table. A replacement plastic container was too tall for the fridge. So now this heavy item will slow me down. But I don’t have the strength to lift it up and it would sometimes drop on the table with a thud.
hear your voice,
see your face, or
tell you my love,
I know you
are there
just the same…
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Random thought in poetry created a few seconds ago while lying down in bed, looking out the bedroom windows upstairs and seeing wispy clouds through the blinds.
For the past few days, Maw’s eyebrows have been itchy. I checked for any gray/white hair but didn’t find any.
As for Ron Paul, his fake right eyebrow kept falling off! So I’m wondering if there is any myth behind eyebrows.
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At 8:00am this morning, I awoke to a dream. I recall being indoors and shopping with lots of people. My dream self was watching from indoors. I see myself come in from the “right” field of vision. The front door was in an “L-shaped” and in the general two o’clock direction in front of me. People entered from the right and turned to their right, past the front door and into the building straight ahead.
As I was about to exit the store, I had been pulled aside. There were shopping bag items of other people whom I didn’t see were pulled aside like me. Their items were lined up along the “left” field of vision and atop where there was a bar-like area.
People/security people were dressed as plain-clothed civilians. One white guy was bald and he was standing on the far left and behind this bar-like area. After a while, I knew/wanted to get my stuff so I could leave the area. But I was wearing a blue/dark-colored underwear! It almost looked like I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I looked down and was embarrassed and tried to grab my long, double-knit pants and put those on quickly.
I saw I had dark clothes to grab from off that bar-like counter of brown leather. There was at least a dark-colored belt and maybe brown colored clothes.
Before I left the building to the right, I saw a family of at least six to seven — one couple and the kids. I exited into the parking lot to the right and found myself indoors somewhere else.
I was in high heels and had on a VERY short jean skirt. I saw that I was wearing a colored top and maybe it was in orange color. But I don’t remember. There were two girls walking fast from behind me and I imagined that my legs were nice from behind. They walked past my left hand side.
And up ahead and to my right, there was a counter and some people coming out or at least shopping. I saw within that area a white baby with lime-green/orange-colored, light hair! It was wearing a beard! It was walking or crawling and I think its mother was nearby or behind it.
I wanted to go back to work behind my corner desk up ahead but turned right on the intersecting aisle where I saw this bearded baby. My desk was open with other desks to my right and behind me. There was minimal traffic in front of this desk area and a path leading left and mostly to the right field of vision and somewhere to the two o’clock direction.
Addendum-Last edited by FLYNN on 20111011 at 12:49:40 PM PDT: I was decorating a cake. The cream of the cake was mostly white. There was only a white backboard and I wanted a colored backboard to offset the white cream. The top of the cake had white frosting. I filled in a name, which appeared either South Asian Indian or Middle Eastern. The first three letters of the first name was “SHA…” The first three letters of the last name was “VEG…” There was a yellow-colored, taffy-like tail of cream that hung over the front of the cake. I managed to lift up the heavy piece, away from the bottom borders and wrapped it upon itself on top.
Then I woke up to the electrically-powered smoke detector this morning.
The whole morning was a nice wall cloud of gray in the skies. Then, the rest of the day was crispy and blue with a tinge of whiteness, unlike the clearness of yesterday’s cool weather. The winds are blowing cool and a part of today was warm enough for the parakeets to get some fresh air.
At 12:39pm, I heard the baby blue jay screeching from our tree and it flew atop the persimmon tree of the next door neighbor, who doesn’t eat persimmon but could sell it. I don’t know why God allows evil entities to co-exist with other normal people. This planet is such a waste.
Earlier today while shopping for groceries, I saw a baby spider near the butter section. An old lady was there while Paw got his organic tub. And that’s where I saw the little one within the middle of its circular/orb web. I really love spiders and try not to vacuum up the babies near the parakeet area. Hehehe!