Tag: WordPress for Android

  • Meaningful blogging…

    I think I’ve gotten “blogging burnout”. I could blog/list everything/all that I’ve experienced and still something is lacking. Is it the appearance of my blog? The content not being focused enough? But that’s where tagging comes along. I don’t know. I don’t care. I want to care but don’t know.

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  • 20111009-Random Thoughts

    10/09/2011 08:08am: Two days ago at 1:15am, I had a conversation/inner dialogue with God and how I asked Rose at the funeral to please take away my pain. But some amount of pain is needed to prevent the bio-unit from further destruction unnaturally/accidentally. The pain threshold can be controlled by the mind or simply exercise.

    10/08/2011 10:31am: I was sitting at my computer workstation and I saw a skinny blue jay bird sitting atop the persimmon tree of the next door neighbor.

    10/08/2011 10:24am: I was sitting at my computer workstation and I saw twelve gray/white geese fly southbound.

    10/07/2011 16:16pm: When I read the blogger’s dream about his mother being pregnant, this was after the horrible/humorous imagery of Maw, my 200 pound heffer being completely naked at the bottom of the bath tub upstairs after her slip during a shower. Her tummy is so big and round from lifting patients weighing around 150 pounds during her nursing career. My little piglet of creamy skin squirmed around at the bottom of the tub.

    10/07/2011 13:14am: We had finished eating lunch at Carl’s Jr. off Hesperin Blvd. At 01:11pm this afternoon, we bought three milkshakes at $2.99 (chocolate for Maw, vanilla for Paw and strawberry banana for me).

    10/06/2011 08:41am: After that morning’s mass, we were en route to buy donuts and saw a truckload of old car with a sign on the back reading: Cashforjunkcars.net.

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  • Dark energy people…

    About a month or so go, I let my creative mind wander a bit. One night, while Maw took a nap on her rocking chair upstairs, I noticed a discoloration around the corner of her bony eye socket. A shade/tinge of green color seemed to have formed. And earlier that same night, I noticed too Paw’s eye socket area took a greenish tone. I believe my imagination was triggered to look for different skin tones after reading an online article on reptilians

    Again after viewing/trolling an image online “way back” last week or so, I saw a “prehensile” feature on the upper lip of an actor and a few days later on Maw! No wonder Maw doesn’t stop her highly critical nature daily. She happens to be born under an auspicious, Chinese astrological sign – the dragon.

    I then recalled long ago in December 2007 how reptilians like to show-off their jaw lines. I actually shared a photo of my face with a “fellow brother,” who writes and surfs. And for whatever reason, that photo showed the side of my face/jawline instead of looking straight into the camera.

    No wonder our dark sides tend to be course, rough, mean, nasty and down-right bad to the bones. And I often wonder why these old farts don’t seem well-humored. It goes to show that not all possess human qualities. I guess that’s why the world is so screwed up with sensitive psychos.

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  • 20111008-More Spooks

    Right now, there is a dark green, Dodge-like caravan with VERY dark tinted windows parked near the yellow fire hydrant. That would be the same location as the divorced nutter’s investigator friend.

    Yesterday and crater-faced Viet and his Beta wife of animal print clothes were sitting behind us. I heard him well with my hearing left aid: “What the hell is going on?” I turned my head to the left and fingered the back cover and said: “It is a benediction.” You can see how refugees, Buddhists and other Christians don’t get it. The “real” Catholics know what to expect.

    Three days ago, Margaret, the would-be opera singing Viet had made a distinct trail at the end of the opening song. Of course, I said shut up aloud. She doesn’t have rhythm and sings too low. Plus, she won’t step away from the microphone, which amplifies her out of tune voice.

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  • Safety first…

    So Auntie got a Life Alert device on the counter and a safety bar installed in her shower stall. Here are photos.

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    Addendum: The owner complained that the Life Alert units had to be returned several times because those didn’t seem to work well.

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  • Guess my pic…

    Here is a photo of an object. Can you guess what it is?

    ~spider web?
    ~cat hair?
    ~dust bunny?
    ~gray filaments?
    ~silver wires?
    ~white threads?

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  • Still connected…

    Although the turd and twit no longer visits ( PHYSICALLY) us old timers in our last leg of the journey, the turd and his OLD family are still connected in “thought”.  That twit is NO good. But because the boy chose that path, he still had the balls to leave the faulted relationship like his first cousins, Joh and Jerel.

    After shopping for donuts at Kingberry Donuts and eggrolls, shrimp balls and baguettes at Kingberry Eggrolls, we went home.

    Usually upon arrival, I would vacuum the parakeet feathers and seeds from their mat.  While vacuuming, I called out: “Mom!” I said aloud to myself and hopefully within ear shot that Jr. is coming to visit.

    Sure enough I received a text message ay 9:22am from the vou that he is going to San Diego, CA for a wedding over the weekend on October 4.

    Maw said she didn’t care: I see a reversal effect or mirror magic at work here. I said at least the twit has a job to support the turd and at least the turd has a house, which they MUST sell because it is too expensive for ever!

    The point is to choose family over vices of fortune (which the twit wants) and fame (which the turd wants), just like what Sarah have done yesterday for her family. That’s a price any twosome must reconsider.

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  • Tax unions as corporation…

    Right on! Right on! As per “El Rushbeau”, unions amd their thuggish pals MUST be taxed on the premise that they have their own executives and shareholders and that these liberals thrive on the “fair share”  doctrine of corporations. To TBTP and pals, I expect unions to pay their “fair share” in taxes, ASAP! It’s a VERY good source in revenue for the government as federal taxes. Brouhaha!

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  • Home improvements…

    I really want to improve the yard and repair the house.

    Here are some photos:

    ~Replace rood due to water stain in my bedroom.
    ~Removal of acoustic ceiling for health purposes.
    ~Removal of crack slabs due to weight of patio.
    ~Removal of patio due to incorrectly placed beams.
    ~Removal/improvement of cement work on street side of house.
    ~Replacement of standard and slippery tubs for easier access by senior citizens.

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  • Rainsuit man…

    Paw got his very first BOSS 25mil 2 piece rainsuit with hooded jacket & pants (commercial 2 ply PVC) Style # 3PP0125YL from OSH (Orchard Supply Warehouse).

    ~Attach hood w/ drawstring.
    ~Vented cape back.
    ~Underarm vent.
    ~Raglan sleeves for comfort.
    ~Storm fly frnt w/ snaps.
    ~Take up snaps at cuff.
    ~Watertight PVC pants w/ elastic waist and take up snaps at cuff.

    Here is a photo showing Paw in his glory.

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    BOSS MANUFACTURING COMPANY
    221 WEST FIRST STREET
    KEWANEE, ILLINOIS 61443

    Made in China

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  • 20111002-More Spooks

    One thing I learned about blogging, people like censorship and positive affirmations, such as awards from each other. That’s what I don’t like about blogging and social network. Honest criticism won’t be taken lightly, even aruged and later ignored by the offense. I’m not playing this game of “smiley faces”. I’m sick of people denying my reality. But everyone continues living like frogs being boiled slowly to death. Perhaps, you’d be FED up too if you knew your places.

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  • If you could change how schools work…

    I would study outdoors. I’ve learned little to nothing practical in the real world, except my hatred of tests for knowledge that I would soon forget AND never use ever again.

    Instead of learning how to build fire, I built up anger. Instead of learning about raising and caring for families, pets and plants, I carried heavy books and resentment for being bored.

    To this day, school brought injustice to my starving mind and insecurity in everything and everyone, the fear if I measured up to social standards and if education would teach me about scammers and other bad people who bully weaker students and take their lunch money.

    School didn’t teach us how bad wars were or how to think about rebels for the wrong causes. Instead we get rewarded for striving hard and by not fighting against the system.

    So change the teachers and the standards of mesuring educational success and their styles of teaching to include more rhythm and color. Send the stricter robots to China for their education.

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    http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2011/10/02/if-you-could-change-how-schools-work/

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