Tag: myStuff

https://www.engadget.com/2017/11/02/samsungs-43-inch-frame-tv-available/

Now that’s a novel idea. I like that new toy. Can I afford to buy that new toy? I wanna try it!

https://arstechnica.com/tech-policy/2017/11/att-admits-defeat-in-lawsuit-it-filed-to-stall-google-fiber/

My imagery of understanding indicated the Google Fiber acted like an outta control parasite with its tentacles latching onto the AT&T host wiring.

Tonight and in the past I’ve been having problems accessing the att.com website. I can’t seem to login the account.

One hour ago I cannot ‘check or manage voice-mail and features of ‘My digital phone’ at home and would be redirected to a cprod something.

http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2017/10/jfk-to-911-everything-is-rich-mans-trick.html?m=1

Mom has been watching YouTube videos on JFK. Currently we are watching https://youtu.be/FFliddXBRi8 – We know know who killed JFK.

I saw the footage numbered 225 – 233. I pulled up both numbers via Wikipedia and saw 225 Bush Street while 233 looks like an inverse number of the Skull and Bones.

Yeah, and so Mom got pissed that the alphabet soup dudes can do really bad stuff.

http://dailymessenger.blogspot.com/2017/10/i-lost-everything-homeless-mans.html?m=1

The Courts are NOT fair and balanced! Evil do NOT comply and the innocents die! Off with their heads and to hell with their deads!

I am NOT pleased with this event.

1. How would you rate President Trump’s job performance so far?

Great
Good
Okay
Other: He is great because he said so before, during and after his campaign: MAGA. He is good at entertaining us with triggers that help to harvest out the societal weeds known as liberals and progressives. He is okay in my books as long as I don’t have to pay taxes into businesses that pursue immoral and unethical practices, such as pedophilia, abortions, and other ritualize murders and such.

2. (Optional) Please explain why you selected your response. Mister POTUS Trump is great, good, okay and other surprises that makes ‘fake news’ and their pals mess up.

https://gop.com/rate-trump-job-performance/

It’s been 18 minutes of waiting and sweating on the fifth floor for my follow-up appointment with the sleep nurse practitioner. 

20171026-0843. Fast forward, the staff called me in as soon as I opened the above paragraph. Anyway, this morning I awoke at 0600 am and found my new CPAP mask atop my mask! I thought I missed the four daily minimum and quickly applied the therapy.

I awoke off and on around 0730 due to the leakage around the sides of my mouth. The air leakage always occurs above my small nose bridge break. I kept adjusting it until Mom spoke.

I reapplied the therapy and decided at 0813 am that I’ve had enough. Lo and behold! The unit displayed: Congratulations! You’ve added another successful night. Or something like that.

That was my second night. I removed it earlier after retiring to bed due to feeling congested and CLAUSTROPHOBIC! I didn’t realize that I already logged in a few hours.

Though the ramp up is thirty minutes, the air leakage and heavy weight of the FULL FACE mask would distract my initial sleep. I cannot do my ‘night reading’ because the mask blocks the view.

“Eight prototype border walls ready for inspection” (Fox News). The way I see it is to MAGA by (as the reporter mentioned) taking characteristics of each samples and forming One New Wall order, and awarding, NOT one, but the many for this project.

Dear Lawd Gawd,

Please kill me now! Today TBTP and pals have delivered unto moi my very first automatic CPAP blow unit.

After breakfast today, I managed to intercept a phone call from a local medical supply store. I was in front of my computer.

At 1030 am, we left and arrived in time for our 1100 am appointment. I made Mom walk across to the adjacent corner. She barely made it.

After thirty minutes, I got my machine and full face mask. Unfortunately, my insurance won’t replace my supply until the 13th month, and thereafter, every six months!

Mom fumed and expressed concern that the government is trying to kill humanz due to plastic parts can degrade over time.

Sheesh. The way I see it, we’re not polluting the environment with excessive materials. Plus the daily cleaning with gentle liquid soap the supply should last one year.

Every thing seems to be taken cared of but the long tongue flicking reptilian mother unit with her bulging eyes insists in doom and gloom.

I don’t care what y’all say. As long as I can get preventative treatment against high blood pressure and other heart and vascular problems later on, I’m a happy camper.

Thanks,

FLYNN B.

Dear diary,

Will TBTP and pals keep or trash Obamacare?

On 10/3 – 10/4, I had a Level 3 sleep study at home. I had two stretched bands around my upper chest and lower abdomen. I had an oxygen sensor hooked on either my index or ring finger. The three gadgets were attached to leads of a monitor placed on my chest.

I took two Benadryl capsules to help with my ‘allergies’ prior to bedtime. As a result, I slept exclusively supine or on my back.

On 10/12, I was blessed to have an appointment that would have taken two months the get! The nurse practitioner, an elderly Chinese woman, told me that I have ‘mild OSA’. OSA means obstructive sleep.
She said I had lots of apneas, some hypopneas, of which I went low to 72% oxygen saturation, and one episode in which something happened. As a result, I get a CPAP machine.

I do hope my foggy brained forgetfulness will go away, and my sleepiness behind the wheel won’t lead to the revocation of my driver’s license! Gasp! And I’m designated driver to my elderly parents. 

I think that’s how most people died – in their sleep. The NP said lots of people have my typical reading. Also the results of my portable sleep thingy said that lots of snoring throughout the all-nighter was observed. Sheesh!

Sincerely, 

FLYNN B.

1556. So today is Mom’s graduation from cardiac rehab! We’re so proud of her despite her aches, pains, dizziness, and other medical conditions. I should take her photo as a souvenir. She can sign up at the nearby gym to continue strengthening exercises. Dad and I can join, too, since I’m under and unemployed all over again – I received the recruiter’s email to fill out the survey, which is a discreet way of saying that the client didn’t want or need me anymore. Sheesh.

Yeah so with our choir conductor gone, I better email the Web master to update the webpage. During the transition, Kathy S has volunteered to keep the organist on the payroll and us losers preoccupied with singing. I really don’t care because lots of talented Pinoys especially are NOT committed to free gig.

Mom is pissed at the thugs of our local Parish. Instead of investing in a choir director with benefits, they are making money. It’s really too bad. I wonder if he’ll come back because that same night when our pastor announced in person the decision, NiNi R ‘tac-pan’ to me that he might return or be back. But because of my poor hearing, I might have misheard.

With that said, I have to give Mom her 1600 PM meds. My smartphone alarm went off with a loud rooster crow. The other alarms are too weak for my poor hearing.

Anyway, I wish the buck teeth good luck and many blessings. Amen.

Believe it or not, but I’m using my new Jelly Pro smartphone for reading my paid Nook books.

I recently purchased for $7.99 ‘The Illuminati’ by Mark Dice. 

I’m still deciding if I should install two SIM cards and one micro SDD card.

Soon we will tape a device to our forehead and read books with our eyes closed and hands free!

Gasp! It’s now 2332, and it took me this long to blog on this freaking small screen.

Dear Diary,

As life winds down, I’m falling behind in blogging. I don’t care about stuff as I used to. Conspiracy theories and other paranormal events don’t seem to make much of an impact upon my psyche as I drag my fat butt around the house, giving care to my two elderly parents and two remaining parakeets, as Rufus flew away last Wednesday atound 1220 PM by my hands, which opened the top of the cage to wipe down the wet plastic bars. He’s the third one that flew away by my hands. 

He bounded, hopped, and jumped up and past the opening and flew into the Chinese backyard of persimmon trees, never to be seen again. Mom said she knew he wasn’t meant to be a caged bird. I believe most of us are caged, held hostage against our freewill. Let’s see if you story writers can make sense around this Dark Moon energy phase. Mom said that someone will find him. I can only hope.

Today went well as I mess us Pie Jesus and my tenor part of ‘martyres’. I grabbed a warm ‘bread of life’ from Joy and hurried out with my parents. I couldn’t bear to hang around that place. Too many Ilocano. Mom doesn’t like them and neither does my Uncle Rudy. They are only good for themselves. I wonder if CR our event planner is away of that tidbit known among Filipinos. Her husband Richard seemed fruity. Doesn’t she see that? OMG!

The pastor was nearby. And our local politician TBB hurried to meet up with Claire U, who used to live where Respondent now resides. Jesse, Claire’s husband, and fellow choir member, shook our hands. All three Ilocano actually acknowledged our presence. Wow. But y’all are still on my list of hugging Respondent, the repitlian enemy and spiritual nemsis.

We still have the boxed and bagged Halloween decors ready for displaying but my parents and I do NOT seem interested and usually Mom insists each time but not this time. Dad suggested we try NOT giving out candies. It’s all pagan, including Christmas, which Trump wanted to re-install. I really do NOT like celebrating these whitish or any cultural stuff. It’s nonsense and just adds to forced poverty, spiritual distraction and environmental pollution.

Anyway, last Sunday, I got a LARGE vertical piece of the main wafer the size of my middle finger and palm. I chopped down in my bite and didn’t feel a thing. The third and fourth Sundays ago, I also receive the main pieces of whitish crackers from the pastor. Sometimes, I just line up to receive from the droopy-eyed braggart.

Speaking of braggarts. Yesterday, Auntie Nadie shared her stories of travels to Peru, Machu Pichu, and taking tea of marijuana. She further added trips to Europe and Hola Noa in Hawaii because her grandson Justin has a dorm over there.

Whereas, an optical specialist who helped Mom with getting three new pairs of eyeglasses has never been outta the country. I’ve only been outta the country twice to the Philippines. I do NOT like travelling and don’t care leaving home.

What I do wanna learn is how to travel outta my body, explore other places NOT found in the travel books, come back into my body, and report on my findings via this blog. Maybe, I’d like to be a Mason or just a guru dinging my gong or bell in meditation while boosting my realm.

Yeahm so I’m running outta stuff to do. I imagine reading books after my parents pass on because they really take up too much of my time and energy that I don’t think for myself anymore. Anytime I try to suggest something, there is always a blockage that needs approval and probably for my own good as my ideas are out.

I’m left doing house chores, watching YouTube videos with Mom, and waiting for the Grim Reaper to stop all these stupid things called life. It’s such as drag. Once again, reality is displayed based on one’s imagination and stuff is presented before the consumer to demonostrate ‘reality’. I don’t like that piece of knowledge as it’s not good, bad, or dangerous. It just exists.

Thanks,

Evil Kitty Hiss