Tag: weather

  • 20070704-Fonts Again

    I removed ‘font-weight:normal;’ via the ‘Edit CSS’ section under ‘Presentation’ of this website. I am learning that this allows the fonts for the ‘Visual’ section of the post to appear larger, if there is an HTML code of ‘<font size=”[enter number]”>’ already embedded.

    I am dismayed that ‘<font size=”+0″>’ works well only if each blog is modified and saved appropriately. I do no have the time to modify each published entry to be more readable to the myopic individuals, who prefer to read larger prints at first glance.

    I will continue to cross-train myself with whatever resources are available online. I may actually buy a book to supplement what is already free online. Somehow there is more to programming than I realized, especially with blogs.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20070703-Daily Diary

    20070703-Daily Thoughts

    The morning went well as I awoke early to blog once again. The skies have been amazingly clear blue, crispy with gentle, cool breezes. The month is already July of 2007 and there is not a feeling of the summer heat yet.

    I came downstairs at around 10:20AM to find my parents cooking lunch and washing the dishes. I was hoping to go to my doctor’s appointment today around 10:45AM but they decided to accompany me.

    They got dressed in five minutes and we were on the road towards the railway intersection, four more roads and onto northbound Highway 101. The traffic was light but started slowing down around my exit near Moffett Field, CA. I had another ten minutes to make the appointment.

    With slow cars in front and a couple of narrow roads due to constructions, I sped up and parked towards the right where the building was located. My parents waited inside the Benz E430 with all four windows rolled down for their comfort.

    I was in the office, paid my $15.00 and then found myself waiting and talking to the doctor about how to prevent my high cholesterol from plugging up my veins and potentially causing an early heart related disease.

    My conversation with her was positive and emphasized how I exercised thirty minutes a day after dinner with ‘Kali-Maw’. I described how much more pain free I felt and how much more grounded I felt to the earth with more balanced outlook in life and strengthened lower extremities. She shook my hands knowing her patient wanted to seek non-holistic treatment for her physical well being.

    I am grateful that my blood work did not show diabetes or thyroid problems consider my family history of heart disease and other ailments. I had no hypertension or high blood pressure. The thyroid reading was within normal range although I feel lumpy to the right side of my throat. I did notice a high count of white blood cells and probably due to my third week of this ‘flu-like’ symptom.

    I got my 20mg Lipotor brand medication and hopefully the pain associated with ‘statin’ type drugs won’t cause pain in my muscles. This painful muscle has occurred in the past and is a rare symptom. I am one in how many million that reported these pains.

    I will try ingesting this ‘medical intervention’ in the hopes of lowering my high cholesterol tonight. I am hopeful and wonder how much improvement I could obtain from

    01:45PM to 01:55PM.

    Red van CA Licencse Plate # xxxx409.

    Cuts in front of us as we turned into MY Rd.
    Any suspicious vehicles are parked near the railroad intersection.

    Followed until it exited eastbound Beryesa Rd.
    We went westbound until encountered big rig waiting at corner of L^ndy Ave. and Beryesa Rd.

    Exited right to L^ndy Rd. and encountered blue PG&E truck put out red cone to left of its rear end.

  • 20070630-Daily Diary

    Woke up 08:00AM.
    Clear blue skies!
    Blogged until 09:30AM.
    Ate breakfast with Maw.
    Drank four cups of coffee – regular.
    Ate Maw’s fried rice and pandisal.
    Paw finished his.
    Washed dirty table cloth along with crochets from alter.
    Showered and dried parakeets.

    Left house 11:30AM to bring Benz to smog test certification.
    Waited until 12:05PM.
    Finished 12:15PM.
    Arrived at home 12:25PM.

    Such a nice day. Maw still sewing to keep busy and mindful.

    Had dinner. Maw ranted again about Donna and Paw per phone call from Edna prior to evening mass tonight. Went to Pacific Rim Plaza II to look for bakery. Maw forgot it was supposed to be Pacific Rim Plaza I and the parking lot was crowded. Handi cap parking was occupied by chink again in black benz. They don’t care damn chinks! Decided to go home but found handicapped parking near 99 Ranch Market and bough onchoy (kang-Kong) and one $6.00 Mocha Swiss Roll.

    Danced to cassette tape from 08:28PM to 09:20PM. Paw joined for twenty minutes in the living room. Had to play cassette in my mini-boom box instead. Sound sucks.

    Took and uploaded lots of sylphs.

    Cockroach crawling on wall of white! 09:33PM.
    Wiggling but-but. Stillness for goodnite … for now bruahahah

    Tried to watch CNN and the Glascow, Scotland airport fire.
    Then the satellite fizzled and no show. Turned off TV around 10:15AM.

    Cockroach stillness looking down at me from white walls 10:45PM.
    Looking stillness. Still looking. Why?

  • 20070701-Daily Diary

    20070701-Daily Thoughts

    Read Maw my blogs and poems.
    Set 300 degrees oven for her fish.
    Paw and I swept dried eucalyptus leaves. Done 10:23AM.
    Had tickling gag attack in lower left sinus.
    Took Benadryl.

    Ate lunch01:00 to 02:00PM and then slept till 05:30PM.

    Lots of sylphs in the morning.
    Crispy blue skies!
    Lots of breeze and clear blue skies afterwards.

    Ate dinner then danced to tape until 09:20PM.

    Continued blogging activities.
    Pasting copyright into Comments
    Renamed and archive blogs.
    Moved files to appropriate archive folders.

    Dammit still lost two masterpieces… Rhazzy Cat and Votre Service.

  • 20070629-Daily Diary

    Woke up early. Saw gray clouds. Then sunny blue skies with some clouds puffing small ones.

    Paid $15.00 for one-year subscription for CSS editor via wordpress.com.
    I managed to font family ‘georgia’ with font size ‘18’
    But the body of the test remains too small to read at first glance.

    Took shower.

    Call peoplepc.com to cancel account.
    The Filipino with a thick accent couldn’t hear me.
    My phone was making electrical sounds.
    She took too long to process my request.
    The effective date of cancellation is 07/20/2007!
    Un freaking believable!

    Maw ranted about Paw moving fast away from church pew.
    Supposed to have been slight elbow room.
    The man is an idiot.
    The people sitting behind saw.
    They rolled their eyeballs, according to Maw.
    Seems like Fred close to wife Rose, whose face I do not like seeing too much because it doesn’t look sincerely friendly, except Fred.

    Took pics of one lone chemtrail above house 11:30AM.
    From west to eastward hills.

    Ate lunch with Turd and told him I was laid off.
    Second time this week he ate here – losers!
    Leave me by myself!
    He left around 12:20PM.

    Took more pics with sylphs battling the chemtrails.

    12:55PM. Train people playing with the horn toot, toot. Very short only 30 seconds and then done.

    Still cannot figure out how to get the posted fonts to 18. The poems are font size “2” and those are easy to read. The blogs are not easy to read.

    Maw ranted again during and after dinner about her being a victimized wife.
    To hell with you all. Get out of my life!

    Soaped acrylic glass of table.
    Removed also to replace soiled, white shiny table cloth, obviously made out of rayon.
    Used green cotton base and table cloth made out of pina.

    Watch andrea bottecelli singing with that sarah brightman.

    Finally saw my money in Schwab.
    Made transfer to MYCK.
    Couldn’t pay and close CHAS and CAPT cards due to not showing paid from previous transaction.

  • 20070624-Daily Diary

    Woke up early again at around 02:00AM or 04:00AM.
    Blogged until 07:00AM.
    Early morning sunrise was shining to my eyes.
    Slept again to my left.
    Rays of sun shine did not hurt my eyes.
    Saw bluish, whitish rings going clockwise and counterclockwise.
    Probably in my dreams.

    Heard Paw wake me up time to eat around 11:30AM lunch.
    Had slow lunch of pancit bihon and bbq chicken from two days ago.
    BBQ was for Turd too but he said he would go on Sat. instead.

    Maw and I danced to the cassette tape again.
    Maw slept until 0300PM.
    We went to Hancock fabric to look for her matching material of yellow with ocre flowers.
    The closest was a sheer rayon material at $1.95 yard. She got ½ a yard.

    We went to the Target upstairs and got one 12 quart plastic container for her feet during showering. I got a $7.99 plastic container for the parakeet seed. This is smaller and had moved the larger on to the garage.

    We exited to the right and to the sunshine were we found the Mazda. I had to edge forward because some old fart would have rear ended me while parked in the disabled parking lot.

    We debated on whether to eat halo-halo. But Paw decided to eat dinner instead. Because of his decision I ended up eating two ice cream – breyers chocolate vanilla bar and a peanut crunchy sugar cone from the freezer located in the garage.

    The parakeets were hollering for lack of food. Which was not given until 0630PM and while we had out dinner. Maw and I danced again to the cassette tape and then she showered while I blogged upstairs.

    Laundry was done in the morning and three bed linens were cleaned as well as some clothes from my hamper upstairs.

    The sky was clear blue skies with nice breeze in the evening. The end.

    I will decide to chew another bee pollen tablet. Yummy and sweet.

    Prior to the cassette tape workout, Maw ranted about Zinnia not visiting us to pick up packages to be delivered to Auntie Aida. I knew the foreigner would not appreciate older folks. These foreigners will suffer, die and be buried once and for all.

  • 20070622-Final Day

    Today was my final day and I was excited enough to arrive at work 08:00AM. I decided to travel light and wore my mini-fanny pack to hold my wallet and cellphone. I wore at dark purple shirt in jewel tone. This happens to be the favorite color of my boss at work.

    I sat down at my desk rather happily and logged on as usual with the lights at my cubicle turned off in hopes of leaving right away. I tried to call my contact person to hand over my paperwork but there was no answer. I gave up trying after thirty minutes to my dismay. And I printed some more email to review.

    I did notice ‘Always Right’ (who tends to complain about the everything possible about work and me) talking to ‘Toad Souper’ earlier that morning in her biggest smile maybe after she read my printed email regarding my situation. Neither she nor the last person to interact with me, ‘Darkman WithGlee’ knew that today was my last day. I would have to send a goodbye letter but not today; not right away.

    The boss came over to inquire about the lockbox and then about me. I honestly told her I accepted the truth that business was going to be as usual without me and nothing was personal with her. The choice had been made by me and there was no turning back to the days of being the queen of a small department. With some tears in her eyes and gentle reassurance of her left hand on my left shoulder, she walked away.

    The usual 09:00AM meeting was rather casual as the boss opened the topic about her pet cat greeting her with paws around her neck, loving all animals from elephants to dolphins and wanting to house the strays and reading about animal abuse and rights. The boss is truly connected to the animal kingdom as her blood right dictates upon this native land.

    The scary part was the conversation from the temporary worker, who describes people she has met while working at a photo place and how they hunt animals as a recreational sport and brag about their kills with photo opportunities. She seemed more Americanized and tougher than us taller ones. I wonder why the tiny folks in relative physical height seem to have much fighting spunk.

    After the meeting, I later received an email from her to forward my paperwork someone from within department. I found out that I was to stay the whole day to the end as part of the transition to same temporary worker, and other contact information provided in the package. My badges and keys were to be handed over the manager and later joked to the boss via chatting about being escorted out the building with flowers and candies.

    The transition was done very calmly and organized as we crossed trained each other on the functions that were done too fast by me and in half the time necessary to get the job done by a newbie. I was very anxious to get out of the building and towards a new life but continued as instructed until the facilities came over about a half hour prior to leaving.

    The boss sat in my cubicle and got all dolled up for the evening with newly ordained ministers (which I not to familiar). I finished the last of the receipt batches and cleaned out more of my emails. The remaining four major email folders contained several follow-ups. I have already cleaned up the folders entitled: ‘My Documents’ over the course the same week and archived the chatting sessions via the web site.

    With a brief discussion at the lobby about going back to school and other financial assistance and with a third handshake of farewell (one after two meetings), I was out the door. Dinner was eaten and I went to straight to bed obviously out of speaking too much while cross training the whole day. I awoke quite refreshed at around 03:00AM and began my newest career – blogging.

    As an after note, I once again gagged on my post nasal drip when the temporary worker came over to sit at my desk for cross training. I guess the place was indeed making me sick; including the strong coffee I might have drank. I have read elsewhere that perhaps (if one were to believe in magic) I had a spell and later that I may have been under stress and did not realize that my coughing was subconscious in nature.

    Final days are meant to be fair to the employer who has allowed the employees the opportunity to work and learn in a fast paced environment by transitioning over the work to others.  This enables the department to continue without disruption, especially when the company is large. Regardless of company size the proper way to exit to leave on good terms in case reference for future employment is needed.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20070607-Daily Diary

    There was very little to do at work on Thursday. After all these years, I managed to get my two fifteen minutes break by snoozing at my desk. This sleepiness occurred around 15:00PM to about 16:00PM.  I would hear the amplified sounds of co-workers nearby my cubicle due to my sensitized state. I knew then I would fall into deep sleep but had to stifle that feeling to appear busy at work.

    My travel back home was especially scary because I felt woozy and almost passed out during gridlock. I was stuck on an incline, which is a bridge over Interstate 880. The cars were not moving. And the dizzying effects of gasping for air made me roll down both my windows with the strong cool breeze blowing inside the car and turn on the air conditioner with the air blowing directly on my face for the much needed air.

    Both dose of extra air did not help me feel like my having shortness of breath. Recently, I’ve been feeling pain in my jaws, neck, and between my shoulder blades too. The head and ear pressure has been ongoing for over a year.  I’ve been irritable and snappy lately, too. I had to schedule a doctor’s appointment for that annual physical check up to make sure my system is running normally.

    The evening wore on and I couldn’t stay in front of my home computer. I actually went downstairs and stayed the whole evening to hear Maw tell her stories of pain and suffering and how she overcame obstacles that allowed her to realize how futile her concerns are for other people other than herself. She went on to blame Paw for his lack of emotional support with compassion and understanding for others than himself and for his high defensiveness to protect his decision making abilities.

    After removing ourselves from the master bedroom where the original rant occurred, we found our way to the family room. Here, she treated her asthma with the machine. We also had a late snack of poos-puus (a Filipino porridge dish of sweet rice and venison) and watched the late night show to end the night of long talks.

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  • 20070531-Daily Diary

    Today is gray and cloudy. The weather itself reflects my health condition. I’ve been feeling stuffy in the ears, nose and throat since around 04:00PM last Sunday, 05-27-2007 after walking outdoors under the sycamore trees with Cunning, a close friend of Twit and a Realtor with an office in Fremont, CA.

    I started coughing as if chocking on something while both of us were in the living room and about to leave my home. This was after Paw called from the party over at the home of Brat.

    I’ve been coughing, obviously, to annoying co-workers a few minutes ago and all of yesterday. The venti, green tea latte of $3.25 from this morning is helping to sooth my coughing spells. A Benadryl from last evening dried up whatever allergen may be contributed to my ‘flu-like’ symptoms.

    The boogers are clear and I believe is really allergy related to dust, molds, weeds and grass that I inhaled from the air last Sunday. I should really get out more often and boost my immunity. There is really nothing wrong with the outdoors. I happen to prefer indoors.

    As a result, I cannot step away from blogging upstairs and at work. But this would be considered my break time; since we are not allowed to update our system until further notice.

    I could call in sick because I do have lots of paid time off hours but am not contagious. I wonder if the co-workers who cough around here are contagious. I do not know or care.

    Copyright © FVDF. All rights reserved.

  • 20070529-New Hire

    Tuesday afternoon went well. After leaving the table during the debate with ‘Kali-Maw’ and ‘Squirrel-Ling,’ I took my much needed shower and then got ready in another half hour. As usual, I had a hard time deciding on what clothes to wear to the New Hire Orientation at ‘Sickos.’

    The deal was to take the half day off on Tuesday for staying late last Friday, 05-25-2007. ‘Aura Witcheyes’ allowed us to leave at 13:00PM, which was nice of here. I didn’t realize what a bad habit I had for staying over to make sure the payments were posted on the same day.

    So I parked my car on the second floor of the four story parking lot and made my way slowly to the Marriott Hotel, where the event was to take place. I clogged my way slowly under the heat of the sun for a good ten minutes and was feeling overheated by the time I got there.

    The ballroom was on the other side of the building and had to ask the front counter for directions. Some more walking was done until I got to a line to pick-up my badge and then another line to pick-up an I-9 form that I didn’t fill out since I was lacking one document from Column B.

    I sat down once to a table near the front and decided to sit slightly off the left of the main projection screen. For awhile, I thought I was the only one but two engineers came over: ‘Jet Ski’ and ‘Lon Jhuo.’ We talked for awhile but barely hear them with my ‘flu-like’ symptoms plugging my ears.

    Later one more to my right and another four guys (of one taller red head with a goo-tee) filled up my table. I felt like one of the boys with my ‘priceless’ diamond earrings and two shiny blings on my ring fingers. I had my bright pink lipstick on and my blue jacket, which I put back on after feeling frozen from the glasses of ice water.

    The event wore on with one ten minute break and later we were on our way out the door with our free gift item. The blue lunchbag contained surprises of: pen, mouse pad, mini-mouse, two key chains, earphones and planner.

    I shared those gift items with my parents and found myself eating dinner with them. I did ‘Kali-Maw’s pedicure and swept the patio free from our nails and skins. The air was windy and cold. The night was more blogging.

    Copyright © by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20070507-War’s Peas

    Clustering color
    Open the energy door
    Loving fully pour
    From infra reddening core
    To ultra violet shore

    Rainbow frequencies
    Planting the towering trees
    Hugging fully squeeze
    From shining red apple tease
    To vortexing blue berry sees

    Flowering appease
    Chasing the humming bird bees
    Pollinating sneeze
    From blood-sucking redden fleas
    To cloud-puffy blue sky breeze

    After and before
    Living the Light Beings four
    Singing fully more
    From below where serpents score
    To above where angels soar

    Four unified samples of truthful tanka in monorhyme.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved. (more…)

  • Various Topics

    Notice: This page discusses various topics, which may also appear in the “Category” and/or “Tag” widgets located in the bottom/sidebar.


    What is a blog?

    A weblog. To write entries in, add material to, or maintain a weblog. An online diary; a personal chronological log of thoughts published on a Web page. A shared on-line journal where people can post diary entries about their personal experiences and hobbies; “postings on a blog are usually in chronological order.” [Usage — blog, blogged, blogger, blogging, blogs, Web log, weblog.]

    Who is a blogger?

    A blogger is someone like me who enters written material into a weblog, which is much like writing a diary book made of paper. Instead of utilizing paper, blogs are done electronically. And with the advantages of computers and computer technology, bloggers are now able to post their ‘blogs’ online and have others read and respond.

    Why blog at all?

    Blogs allow the person self expression to the world. Blogging is ideal who for those who prefer staying doors or are limited to the outdoors. I am myself quite shy and find blogging as an outlet for expressing myself what my normally more introverted personality would not be able to handle in the ‘normal’ sense of interaction with more extroverted ones.

    When do you find the time to blog?

    Blog entries are like my children. Each one is treated to careful scrutiny for any grammatical and spelling errors. This reflects how much a blogger cares for their masterpieces. Blogging does take time to bring to thought, to manifest into writing and to publish within the light of proper conduct for the audience.

    Where do you find your blogging materials?

    Family and friends alike may be part of the blogger’s immediate sphere of resourceful information. They are well known and any sensitive issues should be treated as if they were reading the blogs. Strangers and other newsworthiness provide good sources of data as well.


    What is a dream?

    A series of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations occurring involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep. An involuntary vision occurring to a person when awake. A vision voluntarily indulged in while awake; daydream; reverie. An aim ambition, aspiration; goal, hope.

    Who is a dreamer?

    A dreamer is someone like me who has vivid and sometimes colorful visions that are remembered well to this day. Audio and tactile sensations are also part of my dreams. Sometimes my mind drifts towards far reaching states of mind for my future. And those will have become fruition of and on their own pace.

    Why record dreams?

    Recording dreams is a good way to understanding the processes of the subconscious mind. In the past, I’ve noticed my mind would replay and reinterpret my deep thoughts about words, images, sounds or any sensation that may have occurred during my conscious or certain moments of awake state.

    When should dreams be recorded?

    I usually start recording my dreams upon rising or at any time I happen to remember the details from prior times. The most remembered are the important ones worth sharing; while the lesser dreams somehow do not get a chance to make the pages of my blog and are forgotten.

    How should I record my dreams?

    A good habit to start out would be to have a writing implement and some sort of surface media nearby in order to etch what the subsections of the mind has been able to bring to the conscious mind state. These two tools are handy especially nearby the sleeping area. I prefer to enter my dreams electronically through the computer.

    Where should I begin my research on dreams?

    Below is a section, which includes samples of my dreams that I could remember with the most vivid details. What I do remember has been entered mostly through the computer. Others are completely forgotten or not as important to enter into my blogs. And I should have been better prepared with pen and paper to recall those difficult details in my dreams.

    Some dreams are not meant to be prophetic or a window to my mind. And some of my dreams may be weird to most but that is part of sharing what is not normally expressed during the conscious state of mind. At times I may embarrass myself for being too revealing but there is more to understanding a person than during the awakened state. My dreams may indeed be informative about me and my realities.

    I do not offer any explanations whatsoever. Your subjective interpretation on this topic is as good as mine. These titillating stories in the form of short stories and poems are meant to be enjoyed at your leisure and to have a good, healthy laugh, too.


    What is Orgone?

    Orgone: (in Wilhelm Reich’s theory) A vital, primal, nonmaterial element believed to permeate the universe. A universal life force hypothesized by Wilhelm Reich, supposed to emanate from all organic material that purportedly can be captured with a booth like device and used to restore psychological well-being. [Probably org(anism) + -one.]

    Who is Wilhelm Reich?

    Dr. Reich revolutionized the concept behind orgone energy and how DOR (or Deadly Orgone) is the antithesis to POR (or Positive Orgone) of cosmic life. He created the first ‘cloudbuster’, which is supposed to induce rain by the manipulation of orgone energy in rain clouds. Many of his books were banned by the Nazis and burned by the American FDA. He died at the age of 60 from ‘heart failure in prison’. Reich’s life’s work continues onward with popular culture in a revolutionary movement I’d label as ‘team orgonite’.

    When did I get involved with team orgonite?

    Initially, an ‘alien’ chatter via Yahoo! Messenger and I talked about fate and destiny around April 2003. He mentioned something about ‘mobius loop’. I did a general search online and instead came across ‘mobius coil’ in a ‘Harmonic Pendant’ (or HP) made out of orgone and a couple’s adventures during their gifting runs and encounters with nefarious agents. I then participated on an open-forum discussion board for orgone, interacted with some wonderful people and learned more about orgone and its effect on the environment.

    How is orgone beneficial?

    The art of healing requires tools. ‘Gifting’ the environment with orgone is for the serious-minded folks who want to make a difference for the planet. If you think no one notices chemtrails being laid in the skies by spew planes almost every day or cellphone towers being erected in your neighborhood and you want to increase moisture in areas prone to drought-like conditions, ‘gifting’ with orgone could help heal your immediate surroundings and reduce the nightmares of pollution in our atmosphere, too.

    Why should I care?

    If you feel like something is wrong with the world, want to do something right for once in your life for others without losing your peace of mind in the process, you may need to start ‘gifting’ with orgonite. There are no losers when one try experimenting with orgone energy for the first time. You may notice that your efforts do not go unnoticed and this is where the fun begins of being followed around by curious agents while minding your own business.

    Where can I find some orgonite?

    There are vendors selling orgonite devices and supplies for making orgonite online. Instructions on how to accumulate this free, orgone energy can also be found by doing general searches online. You may check out my WordPress widget, a blogroll located at the bottom or the side to each of my web pages. For your convenience, I have specially created this ‘Links‘ page to assist you with several places of contact regarding orgone products. Some orgone creations are quite beautiful and are carefully crafted by ordinary folks (some of whom value their privacy) of this unorganized, grassroots movement.


    What is a poem?

    A verbal composition designed to convey experiences, ideas, or emotions in a vivid and imaginative way, characterized by the use of language chosen for its sound and suggestive power and by the use of literary techniques such as meter, metaphor, and rhyme. A composition in verse rather than in prose. A literary composition written with an intensity or beauty of language more characteristic of poetry than of prose. A creation, object, or experience having beauty suggestive of poetry. [French poème, from Old French, from Latin poēma, from Greek poiēma, from poiein, to create; see kwei-2 in Indo-European roots.]

    Who is a poet?

    A poet is someone like me who has the spontaneous insight to pen their thoughts into paper without following standard forms of writing. Some do not need paper and recite impromptu in front of an appealing audience. Other poets are bloggers who prefer the electronic means of tickling their keyboards as if playing pianos for hours on end. Practice does make perfect for most in this way.

    Why compose poems?

    I have recently discovered the joys of creating poetry. This newest hobby has taken a life of its own and allows me to connect my realities through words and ideas as part of my ongoing personal evolution in this current lifetime. Poems are quite useful in collaborating artistic endeavors that normal blogging does not normally offer.

    How much time and effort does poetry require?

    Composing poems does not take too much effort at all. I find my thoughts are reflections of someone’s experiences. Sometimes I let my imagination take the better of me and mix my own opinions and belief systems into the poems. There are times when writer’s blocks do occur and these are where the challenge become lengthy.

    Where do find your subject matters?

    Family and friends alike may be part of the blogger’s immediate sphere of resourceful information. They are well known and any sensitive issues should be treated as if they were reading the blogs. Strangers and other newsworthiness provide good sources of data as well.


    What is a rant?

    –verb (used without object) 1. to speak or declaim extravagantly or violently; talk in a wild or vehement way; rave — The demagogue ranted for hours. –verb (used with object) 2. to utter or declaim in a ranting manner. –noun 3. ranting, extravagant, or violent declamation. 4. a ranting utterance.

    Who rants?

    Flynn is always a frustrated blogger, who happens to rant about everything of this planet, including everyone who gets in her way notwithstanding those with inalienable rights. Not a day goes by without some form of denial that everything is fine and dandy or where the slightest hint of doubt brings misery knocking at her door for some much needed company in the form of blogging via WordPress.com.

    When do ranting episodes occur?

    Ranting comes on a moment’s notice, ruining an otherwise beautiful day without worry or care in the world. Ranting sometime happens when there is time to sit down in front of the computer quietly without distraction and blog coherently enough so as not to confuse the already bewildered readers.

    Where do rants originating?

    Sometimes this involves her closest relationships with people who are supposed to be loving, kind and supportive, no matter how bad any situation may be comedic to some people, who are not used to people prone to emotional outbursts. Materials on rants happen to be brought to blogging after watching bad news being repeated over and over again through televised programming or after reading online articles about newsworthy events.

    Why does Flynn rant?

    Blogging material that belongs to everything else that matters includes other people’s businesses. Flynn likes to stick her nose into small details and offer re-interpretation, contradictory at times, based on her observations. Her annoyances are many but trifle. This explains why her blogs are mostly sad and serious, too. So don’t expect blogging material that is too light and fluffy.

    How does one best handle rants?

    There is no way to control those who have to explode due to holding unresolved issues, which probably has been building up deep inside one’s psyche or heart for some time. There is, however, the outlet of blogging online for ranters, who have nowhere to turn, noone to trust. Rant is best expressed in private and away from public scrutiny. It’s less embarrassing to appear weak and fallible, teary-eyes and emotionally distraught in front of those who have not a clue what is really bugging the ranter in the first place.


    What is a relationship?

    1. The condition or fact of being related, connection or association. 2. Connection by blood or marriage — kinship. 3. A particular type of connection existing between people related to or having dealings with each other — has a close relationship with his siblings. 4. A romantic or sexual involvement.

    Who are the people in your life?

    My blogs relate to people I’ve known and met and my relationships (special or otherwise) with each one. This also includes blog entries about other people real or imagined. Most of my blog entries are about my family, friends and relatives while some of my blogs are about perfect strangers that somehow made their mark on the pages of my blogs. Celebrities and especially certain politicians are part of my editorials in the form of poems or sometimes as rants in blogs.

    When will you learn people are not as they appear?

    You are correct that people present their best outward appearance for the whole world to see. This positive approach in life does no harm to another person, though at times I fail to understand how anyone could keep up appearance despite their less than admirable traits that strangers would not normally realize until later on as closest of friends. Some people appear sincere, open and honest at first glance. And unfortunately, some characters are way ‘out there’ in their own reality that others would shun as no fit for society. People are by nature imperfect, battling both their good and bad sides at every moment. The intrigue of this struggle to find balance, to either succumb or succeed is reflected in my blog entries.

    Why do I mind other people’s business?

    I like to discover what goes on in each person’s mind and how they operate under pressure yet keep cool in this insane world. In my limited understanding on human psychology and behavior, interaction with people has been rather dramatic, taking turns for the better and sometimes for the worse, where people no longer have anything to do with each other. As a result, I’ve turned to fictional writing to figure out why people play plastic (or wear plastic through cosmetic surgery) to feel a sense of belonging in their group and discount being true to themselves and honest about being different. I have yet to fully learn the meaning of life without reading and hearing about emotional and financial baggage leftover from people who experienced death and divorce.

    How do you establish and maintain relationships with each person?

    I do not personally go out of my way to meet people. It’s my personality makeup of being very shy and too quiet that prevents my social life from forming lasting relationships. As a result, my private life has been made comfortable and mostly through the computer. But for those who have captured my heart and interest, I try to make every effort to keep those persons who don’t mind being my friends in my mind.

    Unlike certain family members who interact with me almost everyday, some of my closest and deep friendships do not always communicate much, revealing very little but keeping in touch in special ways, like sending cards and gifts through regular mail or a quick note of greetings through the emails or chatting services online. It’s hard work to make sure that there are no hard feelings that last forever.


    What is being religious?

    1. of, pertaining to, or concerned with religion — a religious holiday. 2. imbued with or exhibiting religion, pious, devout, godly — a religious man. 3. scrupulously faithful, conscientious — religious care. 4. pertaining to or connected with a monastic or religious order. 5. appropriate to religion or to sacred rites or observances. 6. a member of a religious order, congregation, etc., a monk, friar, or nun. 7. the religious, devout or religious persons — Each year, thousands of the religious make pilgrimages to the shrine.

    Who becomes religious?

    This section includes blog entries related to faith-based experiences, various religious and belief systems and spirituality. This has been the greatest interest for most of my life. And I have been gradually incorporating other interpretations of theology to supplement and perhaps override my original mind-set of being born and raised a Christian in a ‘CatHoleLick’ family.

    Why are you religious?

    My opinions on this subject matter is ongoing and have been influenced mainly by my curiosity to seek answers to questions that never seems to be fully answered by anyone reliable enough as a good source or wealth of information. I do notice any area behind religion (I use this man-made ideology loosely) becomes a means to define realities that are not currently understood by mainstream science.

    Where do you find ‘God’?

    My sources are books and on-line articles from various forums with different ways of presenting their versions of what or who is God, if there is none or more than one God, or if people should not believe in anything at all and simply resign control over their fates and destinies to whatever or whoever may know better than themselves.

    How do I learn to be religious?

    My blogs here should be considered truly my own thoughts. And that I am always right and no one else needs to tell me that I am wrong or otherwise meaningless. This means that your faith in my words alone is proof to me that you, my dear readers, believe in me wholeheartedly and without fail. But then again, your truth is as good as mine. And that means no matter what position we may take on this area, we will and shall always be together forever to figure out the final answers. Amen.


    What is spam?

    Unsolicited e-mail, often of a commercial nature, sent indiscriminately to multiple mailing lists, individuals, or newsgroups; junk e-mail.

    Who is a spammer?

    A spammer is a complete stranger that sends out spam (see definition above). My spams happen to be from strangers not from this country. These spams are related to mostly commerce or business related endeavors involving the substantial receipt in the form of monetary value. I’ve received some in the form of job offers to conduct business elsewhere. The stories relayed in the body of each spam are an urgent plea of some sort due to dire straits or death.

    Why are you sharing your spam?

    My purpose is to show the various samples of spams and allow other recipients to compare theirs to mine. This should encourage the doubtful recipients to rest assured that most are not legitimate. In most cases, anything from a complete stranger should always be avoided at all cost. If the cost is out of curiosity, then the recipients of spams are left to their own devices.

    How can one tell if an email is a spam?

    Here are ways to tell if the email is a spam:

    • The recipient does not recognize the name or the email of the sender.
    • The sender does not address the person properly in their full and/or proper name.

    One could also tell if the email is a spam if one email account receives nothing while the other does. The emails I use actively seem to receive the most spams. I know my other email accounts, which are currently in private mode and are not is use, do not receive spams at all.

    When is the final resting place of spams and spammers?

    When something seems too good to be true, this is not a good sign. The recipient of such unexpected emails should not bother reading these and ignore completely. The next step is to delete and report these as spam to their service provider. This should help minimize the amount of incoming junk email in the future. For the worse case scenarios, the authorities are involved and the perpetrators are fined and/or jailed.