Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

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  • 20111209-Random Thoughts

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

    Per deleted comment on 20111212 at 20:58:26 PM PST. What is your problem Flynn? Aren’t you honored that insane people come to you and your family to vent their frustrations with their sorry live? If you don’t want to bear the karma of others, just let the Lord take away your sins, too! You don’t need to be a Filipino who is predujice with other Filipinos!

    Can’t you get you get along “normally” with people? What did your mother tell you? Don’t let it bother you! If she has learned to overcome the parasites in her lives, you too can learn to relax and don’t take things personally! Sheesh!

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    Per deleted comment on 20111211 at 13:24:49 PM PST. It so happens that Visayans are fighters who are bossy pests and envious show-offs. Here are three fine examples of known Visayans who “win their fights” by getting other people involved: the Chingster wanted Paw to beat up her husbands second wife; LoLita (the divorced nutter living next door to us) wanted Maw to tell the Mexican neighbors living behind her to clean their still filthy backyard; and “Binh” complained two days ago about how he wasn’t recognized as the pioneer of the Sacristas in our local parish. If he REALLY wanted it, he should have fought for the correction prior to publication of the “souvenir book” instead of whining like a “girly man” to us. I don’t know what’s he trying to prove. Go away, losers! And stop bothering us more humble people.

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    Per deleted comment on 20111210 at 15:18:06 PM PST:

    12/09/2011 23:11pm. At 11:11pm, I yawned while trolling online. It was a boring night.

    12/09/2011 19:01pm. At around 6:59pm, Yeyo came out of her nest box. We quickly opened the nest box and saw the egg shell still stuck on the back of the first parakeet of five eggs. (Later at 7:10am, Yeyo came out of her next box again. The baby was making loud chirping sounds, probably from hunger.)

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    12/09/2011 at 08:12pm:

    Five minutes before the mass, I dropped off the two elderly ones. All of a sudden Josie, the emotionally insane Mexicana, started to scream through the back right window where Maw was trying to emerge: “I was trying to cross the street.” I could hear Maw say sorry. I screamed back: “I’m sorry, bitch!” And I flicked her off. Of course, I should have yielded to the insane one but choose to let her wait since she failed to give us drivers DIRECT eye contact that she REALLY wanted to cross.

    As soon as I parked the MB E430, I saw Fred barely limping from where he parked behind me to the lobby. He mysteriously paused in the middle of the lobby, looked in my directly with a blank face and nodded a greeting in return to my greeting. I grabbed the leftmost door, swung it wide open (carefully) and scooted fast past another slow Asian woman in the hopes to make distance from the freak. Earlier this morning, he was seen driving northbound from Capitol Ave. And we assume that he came from his “girlfriend’s apartment because he usually comes out of his house from our route to go to mass.

    When I got to the fifth pew from the back left section of the church, it took a long time for the two old farts to “unkneel”, sit down and put up the pew. I started to whisper to Maw that Josie is crazy for making another loud scene in front of the church and prior to mass and how she screams at the ushers, too. Maw later told me that she was joking and that it doesn’t bother me. I told Maw in a somewhat louder but whispered tone that if Josie was in her right mind (which she isn’t, of course) she wouldn’t trip off so easily in public.

    Reminder: There are psychos on both sides of the fence. Those who pray too much, like Gloria, that Chinese who grew up in Philippines, are insane. Sorry, these people will never be healed.

    12/09/2011 14:07pm. I had to take this note later to avoid being rude during the conversation about how the Social Security benefits went up while the Medicare cost went up just about the same — a wash if COLA (or “cost of living allowance“, if you will). While “Binh” used his right hand to prevent/control “Minh” from sharing too much information: Minh made three points clear without adding drama, which “Binh” has done throughout. But I forgot. Anyway, the numbers are 1436, 1116 and 135 net of what is “shared” for those who put into the system. It’s just a “free” sandwich of four dollars for most.

    12/09/2011 13:53pm. I had to take this note later to avoid being rude during the conversation as “Binh” ranted with the wild look in his face and anger in his eyes as he told stories about the nasty Carlos and the stupid Dick: “You can’t teach a donkey to dance” (twice). Sean almost broke the microphone by jamming it incorrectly. “Binh” had to have the system turned off while he yanked the piece out and taught Sean how to hook up the equipment properly on the main altar. But because Carlos is nasty, Sean didn’t know and now goes to “Binh” for help.

    In another example, Carlos was being nasty by fingering a college graduate (with a master degree) like a dog with his index finger and ushering her in haste to service. The mother was right in front of the incident and was disgusted. Father “Mike” needs to know how disruptive Carlos can be. His photo is next to ours towards the back of the advertisement page of the “souvenir book”.

    In an unrelated story, “Binh” was told by a priest, who probably fell asleep behind his car and crashed it going uphill to his home. The wheel(s) was/were badly damaged and the repair would cost around two to three thousand dollars of which “Binh” used his conscious to go get a quarter of the cost from his credit union as donation. “Binh” didn’t mean to brag. But Maw followed up on how I didn’t the same, only monthly for about a while. The dudes know what I mean. I didn’t mention Omar to “Binh”, who might have overhead my mumblings. Hehehe!

    12/09/2011 13:28pm. At 07:26am, I heard the aggressive dragging of the hapless garbage and recyling bins into the backyard. I had just opened the blinds to my bedroom window while trying to get dressed quickly for this morning’s mass. I didn’t hear her slam the poor wooden gate.

    12/09/2011 13:25pm. When we got back from the visit up to 13:15pm, we saw the maroon-colored, Dodge caravan parked over the public sidewalk, leading up to the divorced nutter’s house next door to us. (Sidenote: The illegal ALIEN has been using LoLinda’s white, Honda CR-V. So if the SJPD sees a light, brown-haired guy with thick “rocker” shades, that’s the divorced nutters second husband. She was standing in front of her unopened garage door and looking into our direction again. I had to immediately close the garage door to Paw’s stubborn protest. We were able to unload the three plastic bags of persimmon fruits and a bag of small Fuji apples.

    12/09/2011 12:07pm. The three of visited the house of a couple of parishioners. “Binh” showed us a letter dated November 4, 1997. It was from the Adminstrator, Jean Dargis. “Binh’s” letter is proof that he served first and hired Carlos six months later. So the “souvenir book” must be corrected to make amends. Bahahaha!

    12/09/2011 09.24.33am. MB E430’s dashboard 41,233 (odometer) and 204.4 (speedometer).

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    12/09/2011 09:22am. Auntie Norma and the Auntie Chingster-in-law think alike. In their minds, they don’t want to be losers. In order for them NOT to feel like losers, they would play along as if nothing happened. All my paternal relatives have that SAME attitude. That’s why the divorced Chingster continues to attend the parties of her insane in-laws, just to spite them, by sitting where everyone can be annoyed.

    12/09/2011 09:15am. Maw talked about how some people want to do something with their goal is being on top right away without a solid foundation of working hard. Paw talked about how Lola Sariah taught him how to iron clothes and do laundry. So that when he was in the US Navy, he knew how to make his clothes ready.

    12/09/2011 09:13am. Lola Sariah put for of the oldest of her grandchildren to grade school: Norma, Hilyo, Ver and Rudy. She paid farmers who worked in the sugar cane fields and earned some money from fresh vegetables, which Paw described as being like “string beans“.

    12/09/2011 09:05am. Maw talked further about how her father made a round basket made out of bamboo (or “new-lah-goo” in her hometown) with a handle. Her mother used the basket for selling food in town.

    12/09/2011 09:02am. Maw talked to Paw after breakfast about how her father builded two houses in Manila. When he got back from the city and to his hometown in Kalayaan, he brought home some “kastanyas” (or chestnuts), apples and grapes. But because the kids weren’t used to eatingh fruits, they were not excited and just stared at the abundance. The neighbors thought Maw’s family was wealthy because no one could afford to buy those types of foods, so long ago…

    12/09/2011 08:57am. We ate at McDs for breakfast and had a McMuffin with Eggs and Sausage and one McSkillet burritos. We saw Charlotte the homeless, psycho woman talking with someone who appears to be her sister because of the nose and blond hair. The sister asked if she got her Social Security and if she needed some cash money.

    The normal sister is well dressed and accessorizes with matching camel colored clothes and muted color tones for a bag of patchwork. She left as I looked in her direction. The psycho woman was eating the breakfast that her “sister” brought/bought to her. We noticed that the psycho had matching pink shoes and socks and a pink bag, too.

    12/09/2011 08:44am. There used to be old stores off Capitol Ave. First there was the Emporium Capwell (of white letters and beige paint), then Montgomery Ward and then the current Targets store.

    Per deleted comment on 20111209 at 15:58:11 PM PST: 12/09/2011 07:29am. Addendum. During the packed church of worshippers for Immaculate Conception, three spooks crowded us in front and in back. I whacked the red hooded Vietnamese/Thailand woman with orangutan hair color because she sat down too fast and almost his my face as I was trying to sit down. I kicked the folded pew kneeler because another Asian woman in orangutan hair color was smoothing down her long her and trying to wrap it in a rubber band in front of Maw, who was seated. Maw tried to calm me down and I whispered to the spook: “You’re rude. Thank you.”

    Per deleted comment on 20111209 at 16:02:42 PM PST: 12/092011 08:10am. After we crossed our foreheads, mouths and hearts, we sitting down to hear the sermon of Father “Lim”. I took notes about how I wanted to reset my brain, clean my bad mouth and clear my dark heart during the “Glory be to God” prior to the reading of today’s gospel. I’ll keep those thoughts in mind for future “rituals” prior to the gospels.

     

  • 20111208-Random Thoughts

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

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    12/08/2011 09:14. The change for today’s grocery at Seafood City was $1.33!

    12/08/2011 16:29pm. After playing with my speaker phone messing up the translation, I had a thought. I think it’s like a bank that gets too big that it eventually has to go pop because its plastic cannot expand further and gets brittle over time. Then I viewed some humorous YouTube videos. I like the musical parody on Conan the Barbarian and hearing the “lamentation of the women”. Bahahaha!

    12/08/2011 16:17pm. I saw a Mexicano kid walk northbound along the sidewalk of MY long stretch road, paused in front of the eucalyptus tree next to the neighbor in front of us, looked for traffic and crossed over to continue walking northbound on the other side. He wore a black hoodie, double-knit jacket and matching black pants. His hair was buzzed short, too. I was closing the blinds to my bedroom window upstairs. Just then, a dark-green colored long-bed, truck was turning “left” and going northbound too.

    12/08/2011 14:24pm. Long ago, rich Chinese, who are citizens of the Philippines, stayed longer in the private hospital (De Ocampo Hospital).

    12/08/2011 14:23pm. Maw shared a story of how the residence/patients at De Ocampo Hospital would give a dessert called “tikoy” to the staff during Christmas.

    12/08/2011 14:31pm. Maw sensed that the fraud would have given a simple answer: And sure enough, with regards to today’s testimony by Jon Corzing: “I simply don’t know where the money is…” In order words, we know damn well, if the “committee” cannot find/locate the missing money of $1.2 billion, then of course he won’t tell them! Bahahaha!

    12/08/2011 13:30pm. At 13:27, a helicopter flew directly over our home and was headed in a southwest (200-220) direction, toward the SJC airport.

    12/08/2011 13:26pm. Without fail our taxpayers’ money is being wasted on the San Jose white utility truck, which was seen parked (facing northbound) between two eucalyptus trees, next to the neighbor in front of us.

    12/08/2011 13:04pm. From the stop sign at the RUE, an SJPD squad car proceeded down MY drive.

    12/08/2011 13:00pm. The blue four door sedan was parked across from the divorced nutters house. Billy was picking up his daughter, Melinda. They turned left going southbound on MY long stretch of road.

    12/08/2011 12:36pm. The same white-colored utility truck (San Jose City), driven by two white guys wearing reflective shades, sped southbound on MY long stretch of road.

    12/08/2011 12:00pm. The divorced nutter arrived home. I finished dumping my first bag of mulch when I saw the psycho getting her mail. She had a smug stink around her. I noticed she was wearing tight pants and brown boots covering her calf. She then proceeded to pretend cleaning the side area of the fence by picking up a piece of roll up paper and throwing it behind her and then adjusting the garden hose with her slutty butt showing to the public. Perhaps, the government can take away her disability checks for defrauding the system with the lunacy of screaming at women and little girls.

    12/08/2011 11:50pm. Around the same time Paw found the photo, they were seen “driving by” our location like gangsters. To the SJPD, they drove slowly southbound. I could see the driver smiling at my/our direction and looking out his opened window. Then they made a U-turn at the cul-de-sac behind us and drove slower on OUR side. I saw the passenger smiling at my/our direction and looking out his opened window. Perhaps, y’all need to install CAMERA on MY long stretch of road.

    12/08/2011 11:30pm. Paw found a small, faded photo near our gate where I dreamt of a Hispanic couple. The photo was washed out in red color and it was about the width of three fingers. The photos showed two guys on the left and one female on the right. The fat guy in the center was weaing a medal. The guy on the left had a blanket on his back. The girl had long curly brunette hair. I put it in my right pocket of my black-colored, acrylic vest in the hopes of scanning it for later but it got washed accidentally by Maw.

    12/08/2011 09:45pm. I recalled an incident when I was a teenager. Uncle Florene and Auntie Hely were sitting in the back seat of our dark-olive Buick Electra 525. Paw was driving and enjoying his new tape, which sounded like a woman asking for my sex: “Gimme, gimme, gimme more! Gimme, gimme, gimmie more! Just give me, gimme some more! Ah! Aw! Oh Ah! Aw! Oh! Ahhh!” Maw got infuriated at the song, turned around to talke with the relative couple behind us and told them she didn’t like the tape because it was inappropriate. I really liked the “pole dancing” beat. But I had to turn the volume down since I was up front and sitting in the middle of the long, one-piece cushion and kept quiet the rest of the way.

    12/08/2011 08:5am. I wonder if the Catholic Church is the stage ground for the NWO in ROME, ITALY! A kingpin was found hiding in an underground bunker.

    12/08/2011 08:00am. Our “Monsigneur” celebrated mass for the first time with the changes in the New Roman Missal. Today is “Immaculate Conception“. His sermon was about the mother agreeing to hybridization. I wondered if she was threatened that the whole planet would have been destroyed if she did not comply to this event.

    12/08/2011 08:00am. “Joe” Paterno should be jailed. Nancy Pelosi should be jailed. “Bank of Italy” screwed up with the mortgage service. Heck! All “Italians” who are corrupt politicians should go to jail.

  • 20111206-Latest “balita”

    Here are my notes (based on yesterday evening’s long-distance phone conversation) via the “Memo” app of my cellphone:

    12/06/2011 09:23am. Pee-Wee told his father, William, not to send monthly allotment to the house of his girlfriend but to Yesha, his mother. The girl’s family lives with him and the father didn’t like to “support” everyone under one roof because the “wife” is taking advantage of the money. He now lives with his mother in Manila, Philiippines.

    12/06/2011 09:21am. Auntie Aida loves her son Valeriano. He used to come her hair and say nice things to her. But now he got a wife and son and supports them with a job delivering medication to different islands of the Philippines. I could hear Maw stifle back tears as I took notes. I sensed her own boy has the uncompassionate/thick blood of his father/relatives who came from Batangas, Philippines.

    12/06/2011 09:14am. Yesha has a long time friend who is Chinese. She taught her friend how to speak English. As a token/gesture of kindness, the Chinese invited Yesha to stay over in China. The Chinese told Yesha to pretend that her boxes belong to her and to lift her boxes to the place. It so happens that the Chinese introduced Yesha to a guy, who wanted Yesha’s passport. And when Yesha refused, they tried to get a copy. She cussed at them and wanted to go back home in the Philippines but the long-time friend convinced her to stay awhile and apologized. Their business is Amway. She gets commission that way.

  • 20111205-Random Thoughts

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

    Per deleted comment on 20111206 at 00:07:13 AM PST: FAIR WARNING: Make sure your darn hard work/charitable donation goes DIRECTLY to the name of your local parish in a form of a check (NOT cash) and NOT to any ALLEGED priest (either Filipino or Hispanic), both of whom have been known to be frauds in the general areas of our diocese. For example, it has been reported that prayers are said in households and then donations are made therein.

    Per deleted comment on 20111205 at 23:51:14 PM PST:

    At around 05:18pm, I saved a copy of and researched about Psalms 69: 9-10:

    “(9) For the zeal of thine house has eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

    (10) When I wept and chastened my soul with fasting, that was my reproach.”

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    My first impression was the “69″ and then “6-9-9″.
    My second impression was about food again, of course.

    Per deleted comment on 20111205 at 23:32:27 PM PST: After breakfast today and at around 10:30am, I went out to sweep up most of the leaves from the backyard after a few days of VERY gusty winds. I heard one crow barking over my head as it alighted upon the second cypress from the cul-de-sac behind us. It kept on making barking noises while I raked up leaves from the grass and started overheating from the HOT sunshine and thick black vest made of acrylic. Whew!

    Per deleted comment on 20111205 at 23:30:37 PM PST: 12/05/2011 07:24am. At 07:23am, I went to open up the blinds to my bedroom window. When suddenly, I heard a goose over head! It made three honking noise. The direction of flight would be from a general north to south.

    12/05/2011 19:43pm. Maw recalled what Fred told us long ago. His mother didn’t want him to join the US Navy. He signed up anyway and the recruiting officer would send call cards to the newbies. But Fred’s mother kept intercepting his mail and wouldn’t give the call cards to him (back in the Philippines)!

    12/05/2011 19:41pm. Maw recalled what Fred told us long ago. Fred’s parents would spank him for no reason. We thought that perhaps he was desparate (like the boy/mentor who jumped into bed and married the twit/staff) to leave the home and married Rose, even though she was ten years older than him.

    12/05/2011 14:12pm. I watched a show on television about a woman whose spouse raped her. She recorded the whole thing and her voice could be heard screaming. The husband filed a lawsuit against the wife for “spousal support” while in jail. The judge ordered her to pay $1,000 to her rapist. I recall doing a online research on “Landy K” long ago and saw that he too file a lawsuit for “spousal support”. A squire did a query on him and said: “Yup. That’s him.” Two others happen to be a fat bastard and a fellow “moron” online. Meh. Therefore, I’ve learned to give a piece of my mind via this weblog than to receive karma.

    12/05/2011 13:49pm. There is a wall for the “Family Giving Tree” in the lobby of our local parish. Every year, I would donate to this charity through my full-time and temporary employment. Usually, the tags would go up once until all tags have been filled. Unfortunately, Josie would keep on adding more tags! That’s a no-no in today’s economy. It so happens that Carlos got in a fight with the Josie, who is emotionally insane of course, but to no avail. She continues to gather the gifts and fills up her garage, hopefully, to send those off to the recipient and not re-sell them to the open/flea market.

    12/05/2011 13:37pm. Today a “priest” helped un/load the host from the tabernacle for the congregation/assembly/parishioners and BARELY read the “Communion Antiphon”. After all, the Vietnamese gets free food and lodging and Father “Mike” suggested that he needs to know the operation of mass. “Minh” also over/heard how Margaret and Thuy are always fighting. These “Asians” have no concept in life.

    12/05/2011 11:36am. We finished shopping at 99 Ranch Market for two/four large/small cans of coconut, two cucumber and one head of lettuce to today’s lunch. The receipt came out to $12.28 total with $7.72 in change on 11:33am.

    12/05/2011 11:09am. The MB E430’s dashboard read 41,173 (odometer) and 144.1 (speedometer) at 11:09am. At 11:11am, the numbers changed to 41,174 and 144.4

    12/04/2011 13:13pm. At 1:13pm, my car’s dashboard read 72,142 (odometer) and 853.3 (speedometer).

  • 20111203-Random Thoughts

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

    At 9:15pm, I noticed the following:

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    At 9:11pm, Paw and I turned off the front light. I unplugged my angel and snowflake designs hanging from my bed room window to signal TPTB and pals, of course. Hehehe!

    12/03/2011 18:11pm. At 18:05pm, two rice rockets were drag racing on MY long stretch of road. They are Mexi-Asians driving in a lowered WHITE Honda Accord and the other color is black. A third car scouted. More cars scouted coming out of a cul-de-sac behind the neighbor’s house in front of us. I lifted one blind and continued to flick them off. I wagged my tongue back and forth at one dirty, black, lowered car that cut in front of the stop sign in front the neighbor’s house in front of us. I turned on the front door light, front flood light (which shined towards the street side) and the side flood light. Another car (parked along my side fence) flashed its headlights to signal more of its spooks ahead. To the SJPD, there are several opposing gangs who know my home: Filipinos, Mexicans, Samoans, Crips, Bloods, and religious/ET/government/masonic/satanic thugs, by the way. See if you know which side is which. Bahahaha!

    12/03/2011 17:48pm. Earlier this morning during/after breakfast, Paw talked about how newly recruited white boys for the U.S. Navy peed while they trained from early morning at 4:00am until dawn. Filipinos who peed openly in public (not realizing that is not proper) were also discharged from basic training. The smarts ones peed upon awakening.

    12/03/2011 17:45pm. When Lola Valing/Valiriana no longer had teeth and since dentures was too expensive/non-existent long ago, she chopped up the hard-to-chew meat into pieces.

    12/03/2011 17:12pm. Lola Salinas (who is/was married to Lola Ben, a full Chinese) was so poor that the family rented at various houses in Kalayaan. In those days, Salinas borrowed beautiful clothes and shoes from my late Auntie Juanita/Anita/Nita. But because Ben knew how to do business, the family of four (Zinthia and Nadia) came to America via Alaska.

    12/03/2011 17:22pm. Maw recalled how crispy, clear and black the night skies showed the moon and stars, which are countless. She wondered how the light was so bright up there. When the family went to bed inside the mosquito net and there is no covering in the windows, the moon was their light.

    12/03/2011 13:43pm to 13:53pm. Paw talked about vampires in the Philippines (13:43pm) and how nearby people (as if possessed by an “aswang”) would watch/stare someone eating (13:45pm). I looked up Capiz, Philippines and came across an article about “Manananggal“. Later Paw recalled another province “Lian” in Batangas, Philippines (14:16pm), a place which might have vampires, too.

    12/03/2011 13:32pm. We were listening to a news segment about Palestine and Israel via regular cable programming. There is a complain that the opposition will not sit at the table to discuss resolutions. I am reminded of the refugee twit and her Chinese tradition that she practiced while under OUR roof. That goes to show war in the Middle East will NEVER stop because of differences, just like Asians among themselves. Hmpf!

    12/03/2011 03:34pm. At 03:25am, Maw and I awoke at the same time to loud noises of gusty winds and gutter noises. Maw then turned on the flood light to the back yard and we watched briefly at the trees swaying towards a south-east direction.

    12/03/2011 10:53am. At exactly 10:53:00am, Herman Cain ended his speech about suspending his presidential campaign. He started his speech almost at exactly 10:30pm. Those are VERY uncanny timing.

  • 20111202-Random Thoughts

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

    12/002/2011 11:35am. At 7:50am yesterday, the stoplight for us was go. Immediately to our right a motorcycle fell to his left. It was a heavy piece of equipment for a very TINY body. Why do these dummies want to show off at the price of safety? Their traffic was stopped while we passed. The motorcycle was on the left most lane. Anyway, we were hurried to attend morning mass because I took a late shower after waking up late.

    12/02/2011 11:34am. After having brought his 2012 calendar, a display fell over upon our arrival. It was a white-colored, headless torso showing off a black t-shirt, which read “Son of Anarchy California”. The tall “Mexicano” set the display upright. We passed the display stand located to our left and continued to walk around the Great Mall.

    12/02/2011 11:10am. At 11:10am, the Mazda’s dashboard showed 72,125 (odometer) and 836.9 (speedometer). We were stopped at Montague from Old Oakland en route to the Great Mall.

    12/02/2011 09:01am. At 09:00am, the MB E430’s dashboard showed 41,155 (odometer) and 125.5 (speedometer). We were parked in the garage.

    12/02/2011 08:57am. Our local Shell gasoline station posted today’s gas prices at: 3.61, 3.71, 3.81. We were stopped at Berryessa from Capitol.

    12/02/2011 08:52am. At 12:57am yesterday afternoon, the MB E430’s dashboard showed 41,131 (odometer) and 113.3 (speedomter). We were stopped at First Street coming out of HWY 101.

    12/02/2011 08:48am. Our local Arco gasoline station posted today’s gas prices at: 3.57, 3,67, 3,77. At 8:41am, I noticed the Mazda’s dashboard read 41,151 (odometer) and 122.2 (speedometer). I spoke the numbers “81112 22411 51841” but forgot how I arrived at these numbers.

  • 20111130-More Spooks

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

    Per deleted comment Submitted on 2011/11/30 at 16:15:38 PM PST: Earlier this morning, the change for our purchase at Crate and Barrel was $3.22, which is a symbolic numerical value for the “Skulls and Bones”. At 11:44am, the total purchase amount at Hancock Fabrics came out to be $12.24. The change for $20 dollars was $7.76.

    11/30/2011 14:23pm. A dark gray tumbleweed approached the left side of Paw’s Mazda Protoge as we rounded a DRIVE towards home. The time was 14:22pm and the odometer showed 36,888.

    11/30/2011 14:17pm.At 2:01pm, a white old man with white hair cut in front of our right lane with his white car. We were both turning left on Winchester Blvd after buying a guava cake for $26.49 at Aki’s Bakery.

    11/30/2011 12:40pm. A woman coughed in my direction while shopping in Hancock. Later a Mexicana (with facial bumps on her left face) was talking to Laura about the new manager. Laura liked the new manager. The Mexicana was later seem coming back to Hancock with a brown leather purse, which had a a butterfly applique emblazoned on the side. She wored a pairs white-colored, circular-shaped earrings with yellow flowers painted on them.

    11/30/2011 11:22pm. A tall, thin, Asian man wearing a NYFD baseball cap flicked out his tongue. He was going the opposite direction to our right as we entered the long hallway into the Westgate Mall near Target.

    11/30/2011 10:47am. Paw’s car showed 36,866 (odometer) as we parked the car to shop at Hancock Fabrics (for washable pencil), at Burlington Coat Factory (for three of Maw’s underwear sized TEN) and at Targets to get Christmas lights (sized C9 of red, blue, green, orange and white).

    11/30/2011 10:38am. While en route to buy my birthday cake for tomorrow, I recall how there were/are lots of marijuana activities up and down the West San Carlos Street area, especially those automotive places.

    11/30/2011 10:27am. A white-colored vehicle was driven by the EMS Chief. He had stopped two cars on one of two left turn lanes, bearing right. He then turned on his siren noise and blinking blue lights to mark his territory. What a waste of taxpayers’ money!

    11/30/2011 08:59am. While waiting for one order of “pandisal” bread at Valerio’s Bakery, two tall Mexican thugs wearing all black outfit walked into the bakery. After looking at the food through the glass display, they left the shop within seconds. I saw two “well-dressed” short Asian guys leave the establishment after the two thugs left the scene. Their colors seemed like an odd-colored light brown. They could be Jehovah Witnesses.

    11/30/2011 08:58am. Our ticket number was F77. We shopped at Valerio’s Bakery for one order of “pandisal” bread (one dozen).

    11/30/2011 08:39am. While walking slowly to exit the parish, I noticed the wild-haired Vietnamese woman trying to cut us off from behind our left hand side. We were rounding left at the corner of the very last pew when I stuck out my left arm to block off her hurried exit by holding the pew. Without blinking an eye or turing my head backwards, I said rather aloud: “Don’t cut off people!” I might have heard her repeat my words but I wasnt’ sure with my two hearing aides. These damn Asian foreigners do NOT understand that it is RUDE to cut in front of AMERICANIZED people. She normally sits on the EAST side of the church, by the way. Her hair is cut short slightly above the shoulders but still ratty in style.

    11/30/2011 07:58am. At around 7:44am, I noticed a tall, VERY black guy get into his yellow-colored, BMW sportser. Laster a white Honda vehicle kept paced with traffic instead of staying inside the yellow lane and yielding to traffic. The dark energy Maw, along with the mindless Paw, ranted about how I am not courteous to these stupid ASIAN drivers. I told these dumber and dumbers that is what I read long ago. Maw said people who use computers are stupid. I should have said people like you are too stupid to use computers. But since these old farts are on their last legs in life, I let them have their ways before they spend eternity in hell.

    11/29/92011 10:58am. I recall how cousin Giant’s tattoo (from the Philippines) spells the last name of our fathers. All I see are Satanic symbolisms from the unside-down pentagrams.

    Janet's Tattoo
    Janet's Tattoo

    11/29/2011 07:56am. At 07:40am. A long-haired brunetted cow opened the trunk of her green-colored Honda Accord. She later placed lots of junk on top of the car.

  • 20111128-Random Thoughts

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

    11/28/2011 08:46am. En route home from this morning’s mass, we noticed that the gasoline price of the local Arco station read as “6-6-6” from the inverted numbers of “9-9-9” — 3.59, 3.69, and 3.79!

    11/28/2011 08:11am. I’m sure the descendants of the ancient bloggers to religious texts, such as the Koran and Bible, would surely profit from copyrights.

    11/28/2011 07:55am. Last Wednesday and prior to Thanksgiving Day on Thursday, Ben told of the oil-powered light dimming near tabernacle. In his wild imagination, he claimed to have prayed to the Lord to please let the flicking light become brighter. Maw and I played dumb. I recollect Evelyn, a friend of my auntie-in-law Glogria. Evelyn is wanted by the police in Pleasanton, California for fraudently duping people into believing these unlikely religious events, such as telling us long ago that a small statue was sweating oil from its pores. The couple had to come up with something so unbelievable because they took a long time/whispering from the small bedrooms what to showw us.

    11/28/2011 07:50am. Upon our arrival, a dark-haired pale-faced guy entered his white car, which was parked on MY long stretch of road.

    11/27/2011 21:12pm. At 9:11pm, I had another de ja vu in which I had uploaded into my Customized Header, an image showing “Brother John’s Glacier”.

    11/26/2011 22:41pm. Father Mike was the celebrant of that evening’s mass. He wouldn’t let us go and continued to make eye contact with Maw and/or moi. He spewed off by memory and in lightening fast pace, the Latinized version of the mass to “show off” to Maw, who complained about the changes of the new missal text.

    11/26/2011 22:10pm. After coming out of the Hancock Fabric during Black Friday, we were crossing the small road from the building to the parking lot. To our right and through the passenger side window, a fat old WHITE man mumbled under his breath: “Oh, come on!” I mumbled loudly, “We got old people here!” Maw was obviously walking in much pain and VERY slowly as the small pick-up truck rounded the corner to the right. As they turned, he said: “I’m old too!” I replied louder, “God Bless You, Sir!” He replied, “God Bless You.” Bahahaha!

    11/26/2011 18:17pm. While shopping unsuccessfully for Lo Mai noodles at 99 Ranch Market, we noticed that a bunch of Mazon brand banana was priced at $6.66!

    11/26/2011 16:55pm. I flipped through my favorite “daily companion” during evening mass and noticed the bottom left hand corner of the “verso” page was dog tagged to reveal page 225.

    11/26/2011 01:22pm. We left Auntie Norma’s small apartment on Friday, 11/25/2011 at around 11:30pm. She wanted to go with us but we feared for her safety and slowing us down for more errands during the rest of the day. She said that it is the though of giving even though the boy didn’t show up to greet his OLD family. But Maw wouldn’t have none of that nonsense. The boy lives just 0.7 miles (or three minutes) by car or walk of 14 minutes! That’s no excuse for the turd and twit to treat people who are on the “righteous path”. (I’ve read people like us would most likely be attacked for being in the “wrong” for not “showing off” and “spending money” on self by giving to others in the most need.)

    11/25/2011 22:54pm. At 8:57am, I noticed a silver car backs up and then forwards to turn into traffic and follow me. then a black SUV with a single oval eye with rays coming out like wings on either side was going to Saratoga Ave. This was during Black Friday off Valley Fair and the traffic was good for two Highway Patrol squad cars to issue driving violations for those who dare cross over the solid, double white lane to the off-ramp.

    11/25/2011 12:58pm. A district manager (or VP?) of Hancock Fabrics was in the Saratoga branch! He helped cut our bolts of fabrics with PRECISION and better than the older white lady who helped suggest getting a RoboCut! He sole us three pairs of purple-handled, titanium-coated scissors for $7.99! Wow! That’s a deal! He was our height, had closed-shaved, dark hair and wore a black, stretchable, long-sleeved fabric. His eyes were sparkly and strangely “lined” red/pink or something like that. Oh! I was the girl that said “Ouch” when he made the first of two cuts and was waiting for me to say “Ouch” the second time around! Funny guy!

    11/25/2011 09:11am. Maw’s “spider sense” indicates that my paternal Uncle Smack would start claiming to his eldest sister, my Auntie Malnorm, that he doesn’t have any money and needs some “dough” from her. Further and as pay back for the technicalities offered by his wifey Glogreia, she would convince her sister-in-laws, my paternal aunties Maldeath and Malouse, who are both registered nurses, to take care of the nursing home of at least five rooms. Paw told his eldest sister that “Ooo-tang is ooo-tang.” Payback is NOT free. The point is do NOT do business with relatives who expect NOT to pay for labor!!! So to my two aunties, watch out. Smack and Glorgeia are planning to hold you accountable/going to cook you both! Bahahaha!

    11/25/2011 08:53:46am. For a few days, I noticed that my dashboard read more double-digit numbers: 82122 (odometer) and 833.9 (speedometer).

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    11/25/2011 07:56am. Maw cried that the was buying love with gifts and spend money from a dark and bitter heart. That being, he just lives 0.7 miles from his old mother. Hmmm.

    11/24/2011 20:10pm. At 20:09pm, I had a de ja vu moment in which I was downstairs and anticipated something to be said or done.

    11/24/2011 21:45pm. Inday called and helped to converse with the hurt feelings of Maw, whose heart the boy keeps breaking.

    11/24/2011 22:20pm. I was watching our cable programming and an advertisement showed a FEMA website: Ready.gov | Prepare. Plan. Stay Informed.

    11/24/2011 15:35pm. Maw had described what would happen to Smack, Glorgeia, Giant and Joh and their nursing home near St. Annes in Hayward, CA. It would go under from lack of FUNDS (from Social Security funneled by the helpless residents/patients and/or from my Auntie Malnorm). The stories with other nursing home owners, Lydia, Connie, Franscisco, didn’t go ell. One had her license taken away. All closed their nursing home businesses. Patients were known to be soak and wet, shivering from cold because the owners told the workers do NOT change their diapers. It cost the owners too much to wash patients daily. Snack are thrown away into the sink because patients are TOO slow to eat/swallow. STATE inspectors would looks inside and out the refrigerator and food and would insist that repairs be made. Further information was that Joh was giving medication to these poor and helpless elderly folks. He is NOT licensed! There must be at least ONE licensed on site 24/7 in that facility. At least 3,000 to 5,000 dollars per month could be spent per person, not unless this family of four is taking more than half their share away from the needs of the senior citizens. I wonder if the relatives would complain to the STATE and report if anything happens, just to be sure that justic is served for those who cannot defend themselves against heartless yet well-meaning FRAUDS!

    11/23/2011 20:10pm. Paw spoke of the captain smoking post in the mast. This was rumored/smelled by the local people.

    11/23/2011 20:08pm. Paw spoke of the prison being called the “brig”.

    11/23/2011 20:07pm. Paw spoke of engineering departments, human resources, personnel and supply clerk working together. There is but one chaplain for one religion.

    11/23/2011 20:05pm. Paw spoke of buying our fancy platesw from Crete. On board the ship, there was a ship store with items from Switzerland.

    11/23/2011 11:05pm. Only those who retired from the military service are ALLOWED to shop in the Commissary Stores. Paw is proud to have served the military for twenty years. He is retired and uses his ID card to use/sponsor Maw and me to go grocery shopping at the DeCA in Moffett Field, CA. Unfortunately for Ben, the usher at our local parish, he left the Air Force in eight years and didn’t retire from the military and therefore he cannot tell us stories about the joys of shopping at a military store. Bahahaha!

    11/22/2011 08:09am. Maw complained that people work so hard and then there is no treatment and the government is no help, especially to the senior citizens who paid their taxes and military personnel who served this country.

    11/22/2011 08:09am. Yesterday during that morning’s mass, Father Mike mentioned something about the Virgin Mary’s relative being a priest, who was Uncle Zachariah. So we can see from this small hint that the blood line is wealthy and very much alive and well, so to speak. Bahahaha!

    11/22/2011 07:50am: We were following a BIG white utility truck. It was a local parishioner who dropped off her daughter at the school. The ad on the truck read plumbingalert.net (408) 272-1423.

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  • 20111121-Random Thoughts

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

    11/21/2011 23:13pm: At 23:11pm, I saw an ant crawling on the wireless phone on my computer desk and I told out it to go home because it can follow its trail just like extraterrestrials follow chemtrails.

    11/21/2011 21:36pm. Earlier that day, we were lined up for food at Goldilocks. A 72-year old Filipino woman told us that Maw and I look like each other. That’s nice and scary, too. Not only do I sound like Maw (as per the misguided cousin, Shillster), I am turning into Maw!

    11/21/2011 21:33pm: En route home bound from a free concert “Grateful” at our local parish, the Arco gas station showed prices of 361, 371 and 381 (in the evening) from 363, 373, and 383 (after morning mass). Paw and I joked that the number three added to 6, 6 and 6.

    11/21/2011 19:07pm: At 1906pm, the odometer of Paw’s Mazda Protege showed 36,787.

    11/21/2011 17:31pm. En route to his morning’s mass, a green, mini van was parked northbound on MY long stretch of road. She kept flashing the brakes. Upon our arrival, she opened the driver’s door. I signaled right to show her I saw what she was doing. Later on that day and en route eastbound from 237 and just before the 101 interchange, a tow truck signaled left from his parked place upon our arrival.

    11/21/2011 11:25am: At 11:22am, the odometer of Paw’s Mazda Protegé showed 36,766.

    11/21/2011 07:55am. We learned last Saturday evening that Father Mike or Ben or both told Margaret about the pronunciation of the word “six”, which sounded like “sex”.

    11/21/2011 07:54am. Last Saturday evening, we sat through mass with someone coughing behind us. She looked like Genie T. but much taller. The day before, I found a second green-eyed flyer taped to our front door and a plastic bag of white rocks on our driveway.

  • 20111122-Random Thoughts

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

    11/22/2011 20:58am: During that morning’s breakfast at McDonalds and while talking to Ray, I saw a skinny white boy at the “condiment” section. He had shoulder length hair of blond and soft, light brown eyes. As he turned to exit the fast food joint, he flicked out his tongue.

    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.

    11/22/2011 13:36pm: After eating a late lunch at Goldilocks, a white Pontiac G6 had a license plate number ending at 211. There was 616.

    11/22/2011 10:50am. At 10:15am, Rayomnd R. fell backwards upon the floor of McDonalds and landed mostly on his right butt. It was a good thing he didn’t hit his head or fall unconscious. What I saw was a sudden movement of his face looking up and his head going backward immediately. He dropped his am/pm coffee all over the floor and Maw’s blue acrylic jacket. Apparently, he has diabetes and we talked for about one hour before he got a chance to fuel up. So we bought him a big breafast with pancakes. The manager gave him a tall orange juice. We gave him our last bottled water.

    He just wouldn’t stop talking about his unionized gig; his wife $47,000 a month dialysis; hiring a house cleaner so she won’t stress out; being affected by Agent Orange from wars in Vietnam and Korea; having his great-granchild and his boomerang family live at his big house and other political matters. He continued talking on loudly from shock and called Henry his friend, too. (Of course, I was wearing Shrimpsei’s second, nano-pendant near my throat the whole time and for the past few days).

    Earlier Chuck, the old chinese guy talked about being imprisoned in the emergency room while being treated for a high glucose reading of over 400. He couldn’t move and was starving for most of the day. Each time they gave him food, his sugar level when up. His wife’s coverage from working 30 years at Kaiser is good for life.

    At 07:44am this morning, I saw the divorced nutter out of the corner of my left eye as we were backing out of the driveway. She stood on the sidewalk and looked at the renter, who was inside his gray-colored station wagon-like car. Usually the renter would leave between 07:00am to 07:35am. But this morning was unusual because the divorced nutter was there and he was still warming up his car to leave later.

    As I straightened out the car to head off northbound on MY long stretch of road, I saw her look in our direction. I could see her transitional shades through the left/side mirror of the car and her adjusting her “shades” with one hand. Anyway, she is so thin-looking and still short.

    Also, notice the double-digit number of the time at 07:44am when this situation occurred.

  • 20111120-Random Thoughts

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

    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 fiberous, choy vegetable.

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

  • 20081119-Hate Them

    As it stands, no word from ‘Pete’.
    ‘Oh, the Banjo’ and the burning ‘Bush’!
    I no longer stand but fall on hard times.

    I cannot get through to EDD.
    The lines are always busy.
    I no longer stand but fall on hard times.

    I cannot find temporary job.
    ‘One Apple’ took a bite out of me.
    I no longer stand but fall on hard times.

    The collection agencies call.
    The BANKERS will not REPAY moi from now until 01/20/2009.
    I no longer stand but fall on hard times.

    I hate you Pete! WTF!???

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