3:12 Woke up at 2 AM, nauseated due to smell of litter dust. I remembered yesterday i found some huge cracks at the flashing covering the big space left from replacing the old window. From where stuff can fall from wall inside. I'm pretty sure it wasn't like that after they done it. One way this could have happened is if someone was pushing it or hammer it from outside, bending the nails. Got it. When they put the siding.
Rest of the job was done by vibration by the hammering on the building across. Just looked and saw some more gaps under the window like done with a tool and i'm pretty sure i haven't seen those either.
One of the consequences i, i take a shower, i stink again in a couple of hours.
4:50 For the first time i realized the unidentified sulfur like smell i was feeling next to the door was gasoline. I went to see if it's his bike. There was a smell but i could pin it to his bike. Then an idea came to me. I went and opened the little door for gas cap and it was smelling, under. I removed the cap and it was wet, probably due to condensation. However smell should not occur. I removed the cap and put back the old one but now i'm thinking, what if the rims of the gas hole are not perfectly straight, after that accident that brought the car in auction as total loss. Or something else that might explain the difference between mileage on dashboard indicator and that at the pump. I'll see tomorrow.
10:54 Măi, Ciucă, not again!... Au tăcut un timp pe chestia asta.
Nu știu de ce, lor li se pare că dacă discută despre ceva lumea crede că ei lucrează la acel lucru. În realitate, ei doar dau din buze. Că le rezolvă sau nu, importantă e sintagma. Fundul cui?
Cât despre Ciucă, lumea vorbește că e gângav. Asta este în concordanță cu ipoteza mea că ar fi acel înotător paralimpic din Ungaria, care are paralizie cerebrală (cerebral palsy) sau pauză la creier mai pe românește. Re-citind articolul, mi-am amintit de mafioți. Imaginați-vă. Dacă ar fi niște mafyoczi la conducerea României, ce ar spune? Nem bani, Nem bani, "nu sunt bani la buget", "nu ne putem permite".
Estimp (un fleac, 32 de ani) banii dvs. din TVA, impozit pe proprietăți, profit, fluturași, etc., mugurii isărești, sute de miliarde anual, au zburat ca păsările călătoare din Roata lui Sorescu, întotdeauna cu o aripă în nord și una în sud adică spre îndestularea cezarului de unde apune soarele.
12:30 Yesterday morning around 11:15 before they came to finish the sliding door i noticed the motorcycle was moved again, with the cover removed, and i remembered he came home late last night and also saw for the first time what appeared to be a puddle of gasoline that has dissolved some of the asphalt and then dried, showing a different color on the pavement. I was intrigued and took a picture of it but never had time to follow up or write about.
Last night after i slept (passed out) i woke and was ready to go for a walk and was fiddling with the phones trying to make a working connection (they have compatibility issues, as i said, don't always work or ring) before i left when someone knocked at my door around 8:30. I looked through the window and i saw it was the man upstairs and was thinking maybe i forgot something outside whatever but he first started to ask me questions as why the motorcycle was moved, why the construction guys made a mess in his balcony and didn't installed back the AC after they replaced the sliding door. (Didn't know he had an AC could be a new type, i don't know). I told him the motorcycle was moved several times by the construction guys during last week when he was missing, and they shouldn't have done it without permission.
He then asked me if i knew anything about the puddle of oil in the parking lot and i told him, if that was oil it wouldn't have dried. He told me that the oil cap was ok and i told him i don't know if that motorcycle has an oil pan (with a cap). I asked him how much gas is in the tank and he shook the motorcycle and he said there was none and he also told me he had also worked recently at the fuel line.
Hours later i realized he possibly being new to motorcycles could not know that some motorcycles need a little oil added in the gasoline, as that is the only lubrication provided to the engine. If you fail to do so, the engine may seize and that oil might have accounted for the color of the puddle). So i just went and put a sticky note on his car. I hope i can contact him tomorrow before he goes to fill that tank as i really don't want to knock on his door at this hour. I would assume he would try to check the fuel line first, and i would see him doing that and talk to him.
I didn't follow on this or other things as all morning and well into the evening, when he came, i was groggy, exactly when they came to work inside the first time. In both cases i fell asleep with all the noise just before they came. In both cases there was something outside putting out fumes, like a diesel generator in the first case and potentially an unused compressor with a tank sitting there all day in second (next to the hydrant in the picture). Wondering how much gas was in that tank and how those vapors influenced me as well earlier. When he came inside again like last time i felt like sleeping while standing and watching him.
8:32 One second he was upstairs, when i looked both car and motorcycle were gone. Then i heard a door and when i looked the car was here, and he was walking away very fast. I went and grabbed the truck and caught with him at the end of the alley, leaving on his bike. Apparently he didn't take my advice to put oil in gas. I told him not to drive like that cause the engine may seize. He asked me how much should he add and what type, like maybe 10W30? and i told him again to google. Then i drove back towards the apartment but remembered i had to buy something and left and saw him taking a turn at the gas station, maybe to buy oil. I went to buy my stuff and when i came back finally had a chance and motivation to google everything.
Oil is added only in 2 stroke engines, which went of the market around 2008 and now are coming back. Oil to be added in gas in a proportion of 50:1 is a special type of oil. Apparently by the shape of the engine of his bike he's got a 4 stroke engine which does not require oil in gas. What happens if you don't add oil in gas in a 2 stroke and if you add in a 4 stroke. So not knowing, risk of something happening is higher if you don't add oil in a 2 stroke.
But there weird parts in this whole story. First of all, the gas leak which is now covered by his car. He usually went to work on car not on bike. He not knowing if he needs oil in gas. The lyrics of a song i complained about with porn going mainstream. Here's the copy of the note i wrote and attached to the window of his car last night and he confirmed he found it.
O poză din Gardianul îl înfățișează însă mai mult ca... Țepeș.
6:41 I looked at the kitchen window and all the flashing they put moved because of too much tension, leaving big cracks and that explains the "feel" of the day. Even after i did 2 more burgers on the elctric pan, i was still feeling stingy dust so i went and added some clear silicon (that's all i got) so the cracks are still visible. While working at the window, i saw the guy from upstairs coming.
I went and spoke with the guy upstairs. Motorcycle is definitely a four stroke. I think the guys with the van stole his gasoline through the line (he's got a locked cap) and emptied the tank when his bike was in a different position in the parking lot. When he came and moved it, kinda with the front wheel on a higher position than rear, the remaining gas ran on the pavement. In the meantime, the tank was putting out fumes through the open lines, possibly for days. I think they are stealing my gas too but in my case is most for decreasing my mileage performance, even after i put a locked cap on. While i was talking with him, the veteran (a different actor now) and his wife (a writer) came with the dog and were listening.
10:21 When i saw Gorbachev the first time i knew there was hope. He was the first communist leader i saw smiling, ever. What did i know.
9:33 I looked at the way they closed the wall after re-installing windows. They put the planks above and below window that used to be in (horizontal) tile configuration that didn't make much sense from rain standpoint, rain getting under those, in scale configuration (yes, like in snake scale), which keeps rain from going under, but let the dust coming out the wall. That piece of bent flashing doesn't help either. But what do you expect? Untrained, illegal, illiterate workers can make "mistakes". However they are not real. They are Japanese simulating Mexicans or other Latinos (yes, Weeknd was among them) and the expedition is lead by the Emperor of Japan himself so no law enforcement (controlled by Xenu here in Tualatin) would dare. Though he is not real in Japan, just another ninja.
Punishment expedition. Last night by example a bunch of teens at the other building were partying again. Poor illegal illiterate sexy teens of all genders, some simulated, some prostitutes that are easy pray to Romanian insatiable vampires.
However the punishment is Scientologic. Lava dust contains thousands of trapped thetans (souls in Scientology) since 75 million years ago when Xenu brought them on Earth immersed in antifreeze on DC8 planes and burred them in lava around volcanoes. Those disembodied thetans when they escape from lava inside the walls they cling to closest humans, tormenting them. (in reality lava dust is stingy and painful on skin and irritates the digestive system). Per Levitt design.
But what they are really doing is trying to stop me or at least slow me down from posting. When things got hairy again they skipped two buildings (one was already half done, one on notice to occupants), came to ours, cracked open the walls (two weeks of intense noise), didn't seal them right so volcanic dust will fall and now they are back at building E, across the alley, making 10 times the necessary noise, again, per lack of training, in reality releasing vast amounts of dust form our walls. (The final of the video, does it represent the marching of Romanians towards Europe or Russians towards Ukraine?).
As for thetans, if the omnipotent eternal thetans existed before Universe as Hubbardsays, and i think the hypothesis has merit, as they could be leftover bubbles of Hawking stationary radiation, and they gathered out of boredom and decided to create it as their playground, even if they forgot their true nature, as Scientology preaches, i don't believe they could have been physically buried in lava, in a black hole or anything created by them. My opinion.
9:58 You think this is crazy? None of the media shootings were real. Or the Ja_nuary riot. What i wrote above is both real and crazy.
10:28 Încă un exemplu de logică elastică în cadrul evenimentului nunții Sam-firei (în România totul e de efect, cauza contează mai puțin). Melodia "autobiografică" a înspăimântătorului (uber bully) Kovacs În umbra marelui urs este în mod evident (marele urss, duh!) anti-sovietică și anti-rusească, în timp ce Simion, AUR este perceput în România ca pro-rus.
Cât despre o mie de ani de pribegie, să fie aluzie la maghiarii nepalezi budiști care au înființat statul Maghiar (cu numele inițial Ungaria, pentru a cuprinde încă 500 de ani de ereditate) în anul 1000.
That on top of the round Earth (obviously knwon to them at that time) is not a cross but the Chinese radical 32 for Earth.
12:04 Ok so they apparently entered the siesta, they won't possibly come in to finish the sliding doors in the next couple of hours, was getting ready to leave for a walk when i saw the screen at the sliding door was again moved enough for someone to get in, though the latch at the door itself was closed. From outside and from the blade of the ioniq filter i smelled not lava dust but contaminated litter dust. As i found my key and cap and finished writing here, an ambulance siren went off anticipating my sortie.
3:30 Nevermind that. On my way out i saw a guy in the parking lot reading a ticket next to my truck. I knew i got one on my truck too since i didn't move it since last Thursday afternoon (after the picking of the garbage). Heading that way i saw what i thought it was the guy who did my windows from the inside working at the next building at the sliding doors and i asked him when is he going to do it at ours and he said in 20 minutes. So i went and picked the ticket and waited for one hour and a half and exactly like last time i fell asleep at the computer, which is hard to believe with all that dust when he knocked this time at the sliding doors. So he did it, the whole story some other time. They officially finished everything on the inside. Now i'm free to go for my walks every time i want, first time in more than two weeks. Also don't have to stay here to listen at the noises, but they almost finished those anyways.
4:24 Încă o dovadă că ungurii (maghiarii, whatever) sunt asiatici. Gene recesive care se manifestă după multe generații.
10:17 Artemis rocket which is mainly a gigantic flying fuel tank (actually a couple of them) with the shape of a rocket (with two solid fuel, uncontrollable boosters), carries at takeoff a total of 537,000 gallons, 317,000 pounds or 143,788 kg of liquid hydrogen. That would be enough to power a second generation Toyota Mirai that runs on hydrogen and has a tank capacity of 5,65 kg with a range of 1360 km for 34,610,916 (34 million km), or more than 110 times distance to Moon. I'd say very inefficient and wasteful. Also, as NASA themselves say, a huge risk for everybody, including the astronauts. I personally wouldn't climb on top of that for all the money in the world. How about landing on Moon, taking off back to Earth?
10:38 I knew they will come because i vacuumed yesterday. As they worked at the sliding door for that hour the wall was open and the man walking on the carpet brought in here enough invisible stingy dust to make my eyes hurt (once i got sober). One of the tricks i knew is cooking beef in the oven and i had some in the fridge. Beef fat grease vapor flying in the air clings to that electrified nano dust (by the shaking of the boots outside on the concrete and boots friction with the freshly cleaned carpet) and brings it down on the carpet until the next vacuuming.
11:50 Another idea came to me. Why do Arabs eat so much sheep. Maybe because they live in the desert where much dust must be flying around? Cooking the sheep meat itself may bring beneficial vapors in the house. My epic stomach pains diminished a lot after that Arab guy moved downstairs in Beaverton, and he was cooking sheep every Saturday or so, boiling it for hours. I hated it but years after i realized it actually did good to me and to the building as those grease vapors entered the walls and stabilized the insulation.
Von Neumann was a polymath. He did research in quantum analysis and also invented the computer as we know it (von Neumann architecture).
For those who don't know, quantum theory describes all physics that deal with constantly quantifiable (small) amounts. While the big Universe seems chaotic and analogous where all measurements seem continuous (uninterrupted, without bumps) at any scale, the small Universe if you want it is made of discrete values and events. From molecule down, everything, has discrete life (predefined size and mass and (half) lifetime) and associated predefined values; (charge, mass, spin, etc..). If you smash one particle you would only get more particles in one precise, invariable, predictable event, but not random dust or anything. Think of it as grains (quantum) vs milk (classic).
Here comes Stephen Hawking, that most people heard about, from his grim predictions about humankind future, but not knowing nothing about his work. One of his enunciations (if not the only major one) was the so called black hole paradox.
Quantum theory states that information cannot be destroyed in this universe. That is for every tiny event that happens there should be some leftovers from which we can figure the initial state of that system.
It is, in a way, an analogy or maybe even a continuation to the principle of conservation of energy and matter in classics.
However Hawking first said when something gets into a black hole it seems all information about that (sub)system is lost.
(How about mirroring events through quantum entanglement? What happens if a particle entangled with another enters a black hole and the other one not? Could entanglement happen more often than we know it and have something to do with transmitting or mirroring information, the meaning of the information itself or maybe even our conscience?) (Could all particles in the Universe be entangled?)
Hawking then comes with this theory stating that black holes can release a form of (thermal) radiation called of course Hawking radiation that may contain information about the things absorbed by the black hole, putting an end to his own paradox. But i believe there will be a long time, maybe an infinity (is infinite possible in quantum? is a numeric infinite really infinite since it is made of numeric values) until we will be able to know what it is (thermal means photons, right? not even light, right?) and how to measure it.
I can think of another way in which information can escape from a black hole and that is after the completion of a cycle big bang followed by a big crunch of the Universe when eventually all black holes reunite and then explode back giving birth to the new one. Maybe this is the way the collective or possibly a unique individual universal intelligence reunites with self and then because of much boredoom starts to agitate and releases self in a new equally complex living Universe. (Will we meet all there? Maybe, but only if we get in a black hole alive with all our memories still intact within the synapses of our neurons or maybe all emanate at death a form of Hawking radiation).
And here is another paradox. Let's say we have a RAM (Random Access, or read-write type of Memory) computer bit or better a few (a register) of the flash type that can memorize a certain information (a number) by means of trapping a few electrons for each bit, and let' say that number that is never accessed (read) or known.
We all know that we can reuse that register to store other information. So what happens to the previous information stored in that registry? Some will argue they will be leftover electrons or whatever down the drain, but those are melting in the analogous chaos of the thermal agitation inside connectors whatever (and would not exist other than heat since we can't observe them individually anyways once they left their quantum trap).
(From the information written in the previous paragraph, we may also deduce that all computers are quantum, obviously because they deal with quantum state information or using a (quantifiable) number of electrons per bit).
But from the point of view of the user of that system, the information that was never read was lost and/or destroyed period.
So John Neumann must have known this as it is (probably) the first thing that comes to the mind of a polymath who worked in both fields after examining the way RAM memory registers behave. Though flash memory did not exist during his days, (but maybe was predicted) FETs that use around 10.000 electrons per bit or capacitors existed etc.. According to google, he never said anything about it, like Leo Szilard did (maybe he didn't want to start another recession followed by a war, though the world was kinda tired of those at that time).
I wouldn't have bothered to mingle in this virtual scientific space with all these illustrious minds (von Neumann, Hawking, Szilard, Masuoka etc.) if i would not be continuously pissed by bits of information that appear in media that seem to try to cancel or delete the ones i just put (in the same virtual space or registry) and i keep asking myself if there's not some "secret" theory behind it. Wouldn't be the first time when they apply quantum theory to society (though social beings are obviously not quantum, their thoughts or information stored in their mind always is).
Another more "active" way they can destroy information with no possibility of retrieval from the stating enunciation is a lie.
Humans are probably the only beings in Universe capable of lying (destroying information, replacing with something else) and thus causing artificial modification of natural social causal chains (altering the course of Universe at will, rebuilding?). Truth can be reestablished only using information from different causal chains that are related or reflecting the one that have been directly altered but is usually inefficient and it is impossible to fix subsequent causal chains that have already been altered by a lie as not all may be reached by the consequences of correction. (A fool can throw a stone in a pond that 100 wise men can not get out.).
After thoughts.
I think is safe to assume that Hawking radiation occurs at the event horizon level of the black hole, where elementary forces from within are strong enough to deconstruct every piece of matter that enters the black hole and only when some "useful" information about the arrangement of matter is destroyed and at that moment only. That leads to the possible generalization that every time information is destroyed (in this case about arrangement of matter entering the black hole) this radiation occurs.
By generalizing we deduct that any type of destruction of information is accompanied by such radiation, like in the case of someone's death or when someone decides to lie or when a Newman architecture type of computer registry is emptied of information etc..
So i can state that every time a RAM memory that was written is being powered down, Hawking radiation is emitted.
Talking about black holes and Hawking radiation an idea came to me. Most scientists and journalists of course these days agree that the Universe is finite and ever expanding, which expansion one day or eon may stop and reverse. However there is one thing i don't understand. Radiation, like Hawking radiation and generally radiation may escape the boundary of the Universe upsetting the matter/energy balance of the initial big bang heading to a big crunch (or maybe the edges of the Universe expand too fast for that to happen?).
Another thing is if Hawking radiation can escape a black hole, will it probably escape the big crunch as well, possibly preserving our souls for the next Universe, like Scientology says? etc..
I could write much more on this but i keep some ideas to myself as i'm not being paid for this, this sample, a few others is just enough to show how far behind we are after more than a century of media and lies and discretionary intentionally misdirected grants.
11:48 Mașina asta seamănă prea mult cu a mea ca să nu mă enervez. Mai demult credeam că multe din aceste coincidențe sunt amenințări, dar ele sunt mult mai mult decât atât. Sunt oscilații care se pot opri în orice poziție, însemnând, până la o examinare mai atentă o infinitate de lucruri simultan sau un exemplu de cum mai aplică ei teoria cunatică în știri după evenimente create special.
11:20 Să ai o asemenea colecție de mașini într-o țară fără drumuri și o asemenea pasiune, să te lauzi și să nu faci lobby pentru construcția de autostrăzi mi se pare tot așa dincolo de cinism, chiar și de nesimțire.
Hwy 101 in Oregon is probably one of the most spectacular roads in the US. On one side you got mountains like view, at times you even drive in canyons and on the other side, the ocean.
12:30 I'm back at Chinook in Lincoln City after i drove all the way to Coos Bay and back (about 240 miles in total). When i got back i got gas at a Circle K and gave her two cards she could not use and in the end we payed with a debit. She looked like Princess Margaret. Soon after i almost hit a bicyclist. I survived tonight numerous accident traps (all designed to look like it was my fault). But the reason i got in the casino, after trying to sleep was i remembered something. I usually tape the doors and windows at every hotel i go, last night i had some sort of nightmare, it was like 2 guys, rather slim, dressed in t-shirts where in the room, one next to me and one next to Angela. In the morning the door was not taped, and not even locked with the deadbolt.
I told Angela, everywhere i went the impression was the normal people in the area where somehow evacuated and replaced with actors, maybe from Scientology. Maybe they get a film permit and pay everybody to stay home.
4:29 When i went to write the paragraph above, coming from the upper parking lot, two guys tried to get in front of me in the elevator, but i passed. Waited like 5 minutes but the parking lot was flooded with exhaust from a car. When i entered, they were waiting for me at the entrance, trying to get in the same frame with me on the cameras. Two guys, taller than me, pretty slim, one of them had a goatee but i only took a glimpse of him from one side. After watching the news i think i know who they are.
3 live raccoons crossing, a dead one in the lane, a dead dear in the lane, a dead dog (with a collar) on the shoulder, one guy walking at 2 AM on the narrow shoulder of a bridge, a biker, only on the last leg of my "adventure" that is 80 miles from Lincoln City to here. Numerous others before that, including a completely dark closed bicyclist with no light or reflecting tags etc.. Many other accident traps, more than ten in total. Most "lucrative" day on the roads on my part.
4:41 Ok i solved the puzzle with Margaret in Florence. However this is a very low resolution picture i'm dealing with. Here is a better one, google cache only, the Hungarian site doesn't seem to work right now, and i understand why.
5:09 Georgina Lukács este soția unguroaică a lui Alexandru Agache care nici el nu prea arată a român, fie vorba între noi. Oricum tipa vorbește și limba română, mai ales dacă exersează zilnic. Tipa are într-adevăr o voce fantastică (sexy) și a studiat la Moscova.
Mai multe informații, mâine și în zilele următoare.
11:02 Nicio minciună. Când m-am trezit din coșmarul în care mă uitam paralizat la doi tipi care stăteau în picioare în cameră, înalți, îmbrăcați în tricouri, au fost și niște deplasări prin cameră, scurte replici contradictorii, negocieri, mai mult nu îmi amintesc, știu că eram îngrozit, m-am gândit la ce i s-ar putea întâmpla lui Angela, m-am uitat la ceasul de pe noptieră, ceasul arăta 5:20, însă ceasul era pus cu 2 ore în urmă, era de fapt 7:20 ora locală, perdelele groase erau trase, 10:20 pe coasta de vest, moment în care bursa a început să cadă. Am mai stat treaz cel puțin o oră, între timp am fost la mașină să iau niște bicarbonat când am văzut că zăvorul nu era pus, și nici scotch-ul pe care îl pun de obicei la uși la hoteluri, am mai dormit vreo 2 ore după. La 10 și 10 minute am ieșit din hotel în mare grabă, din cauza ceasului, (trebuia să predăm cheia la 10) ne-am dus să mâncăm pe nivelul de sus al parcării noi, de unde se vede cerul și oceanul (dacă stai în picioare, nu din mașină), și atunci, în jur de ora 11 ora locală i-am spus lui Angela a doua oară, mai în detaliu, despre coșmar. O cădere la bursa americană de 1% înseamnă pierderi de un trilion de dolari pe plan global.
11:31 Imaginea în care se vede și mai bine că Baniciu era un puști când a intrat în formație, vecinul, colegul și prietenul me de joacă Mihai Erhan (născut 1960) care luase lecții de canto de la o "croitoreasă" din vecini. El la școală era declarat oficial afon.
Când eram prin școala generală în primele clase mama mea câteodată începea să cânte în stil de operă, (ceea ce mă enerva foarte mult), mi-a povestit despre tipuri de cântăreți, soprane, alto, etc. și spunea că a prins chestiile acelea de la croitoreasa care de fapt era nașa mea de botez, doamna Rotaru. Odată am fost cu ea în oraș, eram foarte mic, ea părea să cânte ca solistă într-o formație, însă in italiană, citind de pe o hârtie versurile. Știu că aveau orgă și chitare.
Între 5 și 7 ani am luat lecții de pian de la o profesoară, doamna Redloff (Red love) care avea o datorie la tata pentru niște lucruri pe care i le-a făcut. Îmi dădea teme pentru acasă, când trebuia să scriu note pe portativ pe care mi le termina mama întotdeauna înainte de a mă duce la lecție, care era în centru, undeva la 3-4 km distanță (era autobuz). Totul s-a terminat când ea le-a spus alor mei că îmi trebuie un pian acasă pentru a continua. Mi-au cumpărat în schimb un acordeon, la care nu puteam să cânt fiindcă învățasem să cânt numai pe note, moment în care bunicul a găsit un profesor (Merilă) orb, care m-a învățat și convins să cânt după ureche.
Doamna Rotaru avea doi copii, Felicia și Gigel, după care am și primit numele. Proiectul probabil a eșuat, din cauza lipsei de disciplină a ei și a sărăciei și precarității enorme în care am trăit cu toții (Tata era foarte zgârcit, nu prea dădea bani în casă, etc.). Gigel era înalt blond și cu părul creț și ne învăța pe mine și pe sora mea să facem ochiuri cu capac (pe care turna cu o lingură ulei încins și "să dăm pup cu limba". Chiar înainte de tabăra din Germania apăruse o mașină în curtea vecinei lor unde Gigel m-a familiarizat cu comenzile. Știam pe atunci să conduc motocicleta cu care făceam mulți km pe aeroport iar când am mers în tabără în Germania am condus foarte ușor un Renault 4 al unui instructor din tabără, Olaf din Suedia, culturist. Chiar am pornit în pantă într-o intersecție, el și eu am prins încredere iar la întoarcere când am parcat am simulat că mă izbesc în perete și am pus o frână bruscă, la care i-au sărit ochelarii lui Olaf iar eu râdeam în hohote și nu m-am mai lăsat niciodată oricât l-aș fi rugat (fără cuvinte căci nu știam o boabă de engleză și aveam un an de franceză de la școală). Apropo, o tipă din Suedia (toți copii din tabără, din 9 țări, erau de 12 ani), Helen, se cam uita la mine, o blondă, foarte mișto, însă pe atunci nu știam ce e mișto la femei și nu puteam să scot un cuvânt iar mie blondele oricum nu prea îmi plăceau pe vremea aia, mi se păreau niște ciudățenii cu capul lor galben și niciodată nu prea m-am omorât.
Sau poate a învățat să cânte de la mama lui. Odată am văzut la ei un disc pe care scria Gigliola Cinquetti, ceea ce nu m-a mirat prea mult fiindcă s-a vândut tot așa la magazinul Foto Sport și Muzică din centru iar melodia se dădea pe la radio, numele ei, adică mama lui Mihai, vecina și nașa lui soră-mea era Glicheria sau Licherușa în mod familiar. Altă dată am văzut la ei un acordeon similar cu al meu, la care oficial nu cânta nimeni, când s-au arătat stânjeniți, iar odată am venit din vacanță de la liceu și Mihai avea o chitară, la care nu cânta, dar la care i-am cântat eu versiunea studențească a lui Andrii Popa (la chitară am învățat în general singur, la care el se uita cu mare mirare la mine. Am sunat din SUA de câteva ori la ei acasă, dar am putut vorbi numai cu fratele lui, Mihai nu era niciodată acasă. Tatăl lor semăna cu Jean Constantin. Fiind naș pe tren (de obicei făcea acceleratul Iași-Timișoara), era destul de rar pe acasă. Vara făceau fân, mergea la cosit (noi nu aveam pământ, toți am lucrat în praful de la mobilă de vizavi), etc.. Avea două arme de vânătoare din care una cu trei țevi (inspirația din Andrii Popa?) Bunicul meu biologic din partea lui mama, cel care era în Stuttgart în Germania când am fost în tabără lângă Hamburg în 1972 se numea Andrei. În Câmpulung una din văile care duc spre Rarău, care începe dintr-un cartier din centru se numește Valea Seacă. Expresiile din melodii, accentul, poza de pe Mugur de Fluier, toate arată origine bucovineană.
Multe alte povești dar acum mi-e foame și somn fiindcă am dormit puțin, și nu prea am nimic prin frigider, mă duc să văd.
2:02 They made a huge amount of dust in the parking lot by the curbs and around the car and they threw some sawdust next to hidrant. Forgot to take a picture, went and vacuumed, by the time the bag was full a guy with a small kid making a big noise came real close getting in the dust. There is still some left, i will take some pictures.
Ok i saw one more in front of the next apartment which is about the same size ad the one at the hydrant was. At the hydrant, the color is the same as the soil, thus hard to see from above. Massive amounts of dust is coming inside, from somewhere, but not from me vacuuming. I used a micro filtration bag.
If i don't go to pick that dust, next Wednesday it will be blown on the buildings by the mowers or if it rains it will get embedded in the grass.
BTW for some reason they moved the screen from the close position and also made dust on the patio.
Parking spots after vacuuming (forgot to take picture before).
3:13 Fourth picture above amounted to 3 bags of 5 pounds each of wet sawdust. Some of it was destined to blow on the building Wednesday and some to ferment on the ground all witer long.
8:52 Got tired of tightening extra connectors of my own design at every trip. But when those get loose, i start having trouble especial with direction at highway speed because voltage for EPS (Electric Power Steering) fluctuates slightly, also got vibrations at the engine, lifter noises and poorer mpg. Today i went and cleaned with alcohol the threads, put the bolts back and added some epoxy adhesive. As you can see in the picture, only the thread made with the bolt itself at the bottom of the hole is actually holding, and that one is also not using the whole surface for contact, but only a percentage. I put some adhesive on top to prevent unscrewing from vibrations and contaminants including oxygen that oxidizes lead to get in. However, after two years of trials today for the first time a (good) idea came to me and that is to use metal based conductive adhesive in the thread which i should do if this isn't holding.
10:24 Inganare. La pioggia, Gigliola. Capcane în trafic.
4:00 Here they come, flooding with tons of fabricated news. This time, a Chinese woman in front of a bus that was added by Photoshop.
4:12 That's what i thought. Not like a jubilation or anything, more like a Shiva debt clearance. Jubela, Jubelo, and Jubelum.
7:27 I just called Angela because i'm feeling really sick (drank too much last night on pain from dust).
There is another guy that can do SMT (who actually trained Angela) but he didn't come to work today. (like Angela's ex supervisor, he's coming when he wants, half of the day missing, he's got other jobs).
There is an engineer that can do it too. Parts came in for a prototype and Angela had a hotel reservation tonight and approved day off for tomorrow but they're trying to force her to come tomorrow. The brain (team lead) is a guy named Steven Eaton (coincidence with the name of the company).
11:00 De când se muncesc ăștia domle să distribuie niște amărâte de carduri. Cât sunt, 700 de lei, o singură dată la un milion de persoane, adică 700 milioane? În bugetul Ministerului Muncii apar undeva 41 miliarde cu titlu "Asistență Socială" care nu am înțeles niciodată unde se duc. (Pensiile au buget separat, Asigurările Sociale, de 100 miliarde, care atenție, este gestionat tot de Ministerul Muncii). Citeam ieri, în Italia peste un milion de oameni sub pragul de sărăcie beneficiază de un fel de pensie de venit minim care este de 780 euro pe lună.
1:49 Now i know why the guy upstairs took a vacation while they were working at the building but can't say yet. Same reason market went up today. Clue. Not because he didn't want to be here but i bet he'll be back as soon as they're done. BTW, they've been inside, almost finished, but he said they didn't have materials to seal the sliding door on the inside, a one hour job, all that's left. All i can say is i was very tired, almost falling asleep standing while he was doing those windows. I asked him when they're going to be done, he said they don't know yet, don't have the materials, like they didn't in the day they installed the windows. Notice expires today, but she said in an email i will be notified again if they come in another day. However i won't be here tomorrow.
7:00 Today will probably be the last day of construction here. Last Monday they came and removed the old windows which are not yet sealed from the inside. The smell of litter dust from the wall is prevailing here. I can imagine what's inside the wall if the sawdust smells so bad it contaminated me after i dusted the rear side of the building yesterday.
So i'm sick and nauseated. After four hours of sleep i took Angela at work so i can keep the car, get inside or go in the park if i can't bear it no more.
Took some charcoal, watched some videos, ate something, waiting to fall asleep. And then i saw something in a video and couldn't stop but post it. You judge for yourselves what you see.Then i fell asleep and thought i heard a noise like someone knocking at the door. I went to see, they were two guys and i asked them if they were going to enter today inside and they said no, maybe next week, they are working now at the next building, and then i wrote an email to the office to ask when are they going to get inside and when are they going to finish the project.
9:17 Last night i tried to escape the last hours of dust and noise and i convinced Angela to go to Spirit Mountain. She had a 10 dollar food coupon and went to the 10 barrel bar to order some burgers.
She made the order on her name and she left. As this not so tall body builder went to the bar to pick something, the attendant called her name and he was in front of me at the bar and i was extremely irritated (pain all over my skin) because of the dust, but know i recon, the biggest problem is not the walls cause i sealed the windows with tape pretty well, the biggest problem is the pile of garbage that keeps growing for 10 days outside door. I also craved real coffee and had some and i started yelling at the guy, Are you Angelica, and he looked prepared, he said no, you are Angelica and i told him You look like Angelica. He could have probably taken me with one finger, but he chose to leave me alone.
One hour later, Angela was playing one dollar hands at the High Limit area (smaller area, fewer cameras with easier to asses angles) when a group of men, all looking athletes, started to make a big noise and yell, and one of them put his butt on Angela's face at which point i grabbed the phone and took a picture, as he was straightening his bowed position. Then i started to record the yelling guys and uploaded a few recordings and they left soon after. I recognized one of them as...
10:07 I think one of the guys i spoke with this morning when i opened the door looked like... Not sure cause i'm half asleep. But definitely saw him through the window Monday when they had some sort of meeting and he was acting like the supervisor or owner of the company. A compressor for powering tools constantly vibrates the building, bringing dust by the windows that i sealed with packaging tape that leak in places.
BTW, if they asked me i'd say it's not bad they replace the moldy aluminum windows, but the biggest problem with the building is the basement.
I remembered about 5 years ago they did the roofing in the whole complex, it's been a continuous nail beating sound, with thousands of nails (about one nail per second on average) for each roof for almost one year. Before that, they fixed the pavement, another couple of months of misery. After roof it's been the siding @ May 2019.
2:18 I ran to Best Buy to buy a sim card for my phone. Many people simulating getting in front of me, the guy with the blower in the parking lot. On my way back i had to stop behind a guy who stopped too early at a stop sign (incoming traffic not close enough, last stop before intersection and was saying now "incoming traffic has no stop", really weird, car coming from North). Then he moved when he shouldn't (traffic still coming) while a big white SUV Discovery from the right came to 1 ft distance, where the driver could not control (see) the distance no more. I got back thinking to take a picture, but she backed up at once at the line of the intersection and at once extended her head through the window, making it impossible to take the picture. She also didn't have a front LPN. The rear LPN showed something like MNH (My New Ache). I hurried to write this because last time when something similar happened the cops came at my door "to make sure i will not retaliate to the poor guy" who was also present at my door dressed as a cop. Yesterday in the intersection following stop sign a cop was watching with serenity as a gray KIA almost ran me over as i was crossing on green.
From 20 ft away where she moved back she looked like Ariana Grande, thought with short, curly ash blond hair.
When i got back here two guys were blowing the dust in the parking lot all the way to the sky, somehow the dust made it here (under the door i guess) and made me sneeze. By writing this i know i will supersede myself the information i put when complaining about 10 days of dust in the apartment, this is how they work, they usually blow dust in this location about one hour later. I didn't catch the image at the peak of the dust though.
4:13 It was nothing like yesterday. Didn't need the car to run away since they haven't worked at this building at all. After they finished at the next side facing ours, almost same amounts of windows in less than half the time they did here (they had a bigger team i guess), they moved on the other side of the next building, made less noise, less dust and i fell asleep and slept several hours. But what did i witness when i went to pick Angela? I parked, like yesterday, on the other side of the alley where she usually parks and Angela (who slept 4 hours, worked ten) was coming towards me in the middle of the alley, without looking behind just being happy she gets home and i watched with terror when one of the two "Chinese women" (Fang) almost ran her over with her big SUV (small Chinese woman, big SUV, can't see near or in front maybe up to 20 ft) (again, superseding the information above, missing her by inches).
Then we went to her garden only to find there a woman who left looking embarrassed, with a bag with something in it. When Angela looked, several pounds of tomatoes were missing. She talked to Angela the other day, saying she comes there to relax, not having a lot of her own. The good news is the kitchen compost in the piled bags has fermented, is not stinking anymore while there are still left a few weeks of "crops". (Yeah i know phone camera was on manual, WB is screwed).
There is another expression for this type of information superseding: If you complain, i'll bully you some more.
5:45 After about one hour of the AC working, the room filled with dust. A mixture of siding dust falling from the balcony above that has been swept but probably like mine, with finest dust remaining, and the one from the blowing of the parking lot (Wednesday blowing, picture above).
I went and tried to hose the AC, the concrete patio, screen, etc.. Some guy from BZ came to throw away garbage. I mean, literally throwing boards on top of other, raising more dust. He had a mask completely covering his face at 90+ degrees. Three Japanese teens as tall as me passed, slowly. But then i realized i need to hose the balcony upstairs as well. However when he went to vacation, like never before, he left a pair of shoes which i tried as much as i could to avoid. (BTW today i remembered he had a pair of miniature boxing gloves attached to the central mirror). Dust and bigger chunks of debris fell so i had to do mine one more time. Trouble with these small window ACs is the inner (cold) area communicates with the outer through the water collecting pan which is not always full. While i was hosing the balcony a guy with glasses was fixing a bicycle tire while i was virtually hosing him (he was in that direction but too far away). Guess the symbolism?
When i was about to finish i realized they didn't fix that piece of siding everything started with (though i'm not sure cause SAGE inspected the buildings before that). It looks like the other siding under is wet, needs to dry. All i want to say is when i discovered it two years ago i didn't have the hose, it was not my doing.
12:00 O ciudată legătură între două știri din România și una din Marea Britanie. Faptul că descrierile nu coincideau și poliția nu l-a găsit sugerează, la fel ca și în cazul lui Jack Spintecătorul, apărut cu o sută de ani mai târziu, o acțiune de curățire a prostituției (prin sperierea prostituatelor). Un lucru e sigur. Briții au o lungă tradiție în benzi desenate (cartoons). A și în România pare o campanie subliminală de discreditare a trotinetelor electrice care sunt foarte mișto. Am văzut odată pe o plajă în Los Angeles, luai una, mergeai unde aveai de mers și o lăsai acolo. Le poți comanda cu un GPS integrat în electronică (care nu poate fi deci scos) și găsi în caz de furt.
12:42 Ăștia mimează incompetența prostia pentru a jefui. De atâția ani și nu se prinde nimeni.
12:47 Am avut odată un aburitor care îmi părea mișto. Făceam și mămăligă cu el. Avea o cuvă mică, un capac, puteai să faci cartofi întregi sau tăiați în două, în funcție de mărime, în vreo jumătate de oră, etc.. S-a stricat, nu am mai luat altul, am încercat să fierb cartofi de exemplu în abur într-o oală cu capac cu 1 cm de apă la fund, și ieșeau exact ca în timpul de fierbere normal în apă de 15 minute, dar nu mai trebuia să arunc apă cu posibili nutrienți minerali. Metoda merge mișto la broccoli (5 minute) sau morcovi (10 minute). Poți să faci garnitură "ca la IKEA" adăugând succesiv cartofi, la 5 minute morcovi și la încă 5 minute, broccoli, timp total, 15 minute.
Și m-am apucat să comand unul de pe Amazon, ca românul, cât mai mare, cât mai ieftin. S-ar părea nu are aceeași putere ca cel vechi, face de exemplu păstăi (ultra low calories) din congelate în 40 minute timp în care consumă mai mult de un litru de apă (ceea ce îți crește umiditatea în interior, poate fi bine sau nu, depinde). Azi am tăiat cartofi ca pentru cartofi prăjiți, am pus puțin ulei și paprica să pară colorați și am făcut ceva care semăna cu cartofi prăjiți, french fries, cum spun americanii. Dacă aia mi-a ieșit, după 30 minute de aburit, mai târziu mi-am încercat norocul cu pasta. Dar nu așa, în tăviță, ci direct în tava aia cu găuri, ca pe legume. Am așteptat, am așteptat, în vreo jumătate de oră erau pe jumătate albe în interior, deci am panicat, am pus repede o oală cu apă la fiert, am fiert "clasic" vreo 5 minute și am salvat pasta. După care am citit online. Nu poți face pasta uscată la aburi, doar în tavă, ca pentru o orez, cu un inch de apă peste nivel. Chestia ciudată și motivul pentru care am scris toate acestea e că după fierberea de la sfârșit... a ieșit pasta mult mai bună decât de obicei. Tare, "al dente" dar mai gătită, nu știu cum să explic. Nu ca și cum ai mânca făină uscată fiartă în apă. Deliziosa. Umami.
9:22 Da, am vorbit despre scufundarea pastei în apă, după aburire. Am pus link la faza cu înțepătorul din Londra, a venit și Ciucă să spună o chestie similară. De fapt, ce fac ei toată ziua, în afară de declarații? (ei nu apar niciodată obosiți, după atâtea discursuri).
9:23 Da bine dar după injecția letală organele alea mai funcționează? (O scăpare a scenariștilor).
9:31 Am citit pe un site că Dugina ar fi ars complet fiind în mașină, pe altul că ar fi fost dezmembrată. În orice caz, acest eveniment a venit într-un moment când războiul începuse să stagneze iar pe unele site-uri apăruseră știri că Putin și Zelenski ar putea să se întâlnească.
12:00 Woke at 8, fell back asleep, woke at 9 again. Noise of a compressor, dust, didn't close the balcony door all the way because of AC cable. Later i realized there was exhaust smoke from a compressor or generator. (I did not awake fully not even one hour later). They started working at the next building, before finishing this one, making extra noises.
So after i wrote above, eat something, decided to walk the 2 miles to Angela's work to pick the car so i can move around, go in the park, library, whatever, to escape all this hell that lasts for 10 days now.
But when i cross the street at Best Buy plaza, a guy in a gray KIA coming from the plaza almost hit me, breaking the 6 ft rule (shouldn't have attempted to cross a crosswalk while a pedestrian is in it or 6 ft away), i was on the sidewalk just starting to cross the second lane when light turned to red with 21 seconds to spare) and, read carefully, a cop on a motorcycle watched the whole scene, while mumbling at me something "...takes time".
I was thinking about walking on the south sidewalk because of more shadow, however, can't go on it on the overpass, crossed at Fred Meyer, but forgot at Martinazzi there is no green light for pedestrians, though there is sidewalk on both sides, so i had to cross again and walked in the Sun bla bla.
I think after Teton there is a construction area, with some lanes blocked, i was walking on the crosswalk where traffic came from behind and i met with some blackberry vines. Several vehicles came real close to the sidewalk, with one big truck actually rubbing against it. But i was so nervous i dropped the phone and didn't catch it when it was close.
12:30 I can't believe they sell in the US on Amazon phones that are not US compatible. I can't belive the phone was found compatible by T-Mobile back in January, but then later started to malfunction ("nework busy" error, need to restart many times, but still working after) and then after i canceled that account (that was canceled days before billing cycle) it was found incompatible by all carriers (Verizon, ATT, T-Mobile).
12:23 Angela had one day free lodging at the Chinook but on Thursday, she took Friday off, however, an unexpected work order came and she doesn't know anymore. The guy upstairs also took a vacation while they make most noise and dust here.
6:48 I don't listen to radio too much. But when i drive at night i turn it on and when i turn it on local Z100 that can be heard all the way to the beaches all i can hear is Doja Cat, Weeknd and Pope Mallone. Except for the pope, i can't understand much of what the're saying, haven't paying much attention either but it starts to get me on my nerves (what is she saying caracha, boracha?) So i searched for the lyrics this morning it realized it's more than that. Listen and read. Really was considering adding more videos but i risk again getting the post unpublished by google, though they play this stuff on the radio all day long, hundreds of times a month. So i invite you to search for more "doja cat lyrics" on youtube. 7:10 What do you expect? Doja Cat (Keiko Tsuji) has been Miss (Universe) Japan in 2014, can't you all see this? (If you choose to see the video on youtube, you can see lyrics on captions)
7:20 I can feel the energizing dust floating around. The sprinklers at a certain time wetted the bin with garbage at the door but it dried again. Slept 4 hours, feel rested and alert. I remember how many times i crashed after not sleeping for days, went to the ER, psychiatric wards, not knowing the cause? How many bills I paid which led to my financial ruin, and generally completely ruined my life?
9:06 Excite în limba engleză are sens destul de diferit față de română, unde a fost preluat din franceză și are o tentă sexuală. În engleză nici vorbă de așa ceva, cel mai apropiat cuvânt în română este (a se) entuziasma. Verbul din engleză corespunzător lui excita din română este arouse.
1:00 BMW engine assembly vs Pakistani extreme mechanics. (will it work?)
Puteți recunoaște diferitele componente? Chiulasă, supape, tacheți, axe cu came, lanț de distribuție, arbore cotit, etc.. Se pune ulei pe fiecare component la asamblare, până la amorsarea (priming) a motorului, când uleiul care iese din pompă începe să circule. De asemenea în aceste video-uri puteți vedea fețe de nemți adevărați, obosiți, munciți, ceva imigranți pe acolo, la fel obosiți, munciți etc..
8:56 Should i apologize to other casino goers for what happened last night? I had no idea this would happen. I thought there would be not so much dust on our clothes. To have this effect on others. Yesterday before we left i tried to wet the activated carbon filters, like i did during wildfires, which was stopping most smoke. Wet filters are the only way to filter particles 10 times smaller than the smallest a HEPA filter can get. Or electrostatic, but that one has not enough capacity.
It's all BeeZee's construction fault. They put all the garbage they extracted from around the windows in one huge open bin right at our door and left it over the weekend. Some of those pieces of wood are full of dust from inside the wall, dust that may contain sharp silica nano-particles. Not talking about trying to seal the exposed holes in the wall with pieces of flashing too short. Noises like from cars with modified exhaust, cars hitting the bump outside the building easily raise that dust. I developed a feel for it in Lake Oswego, when i went several times in the attic to fix exhaust pipes. I know when huge amounts are present in the air.
I think it happened before, but not at this scale. Dust is constantly falling from the roof through the airing vents, again at noises and bump hitting.
We were carrying unknowingly tiny amounts of those particle on our clothes. Once inside, it spread everywhere. I think of the times when they were smoking inside the casino. Cigarette smoke would have trapped that dust.
Never seen so many people so excited in my life. They were swarming frantically in the casino, passing from one machine to another, twice as fast as i've seen usually. A woman won a hand at a table game and was yelling for minutes. More people than usual at that day and our were present, according to google maps. I think they owners made much money that night as people when they get excited tend to play and loose more.
I'm taking big chances in writing this but i think it's an opportunity to prove what that dust does in tiny amounts. Don't bother trying to analyze. You won't see anything in an optical microscope and in an electronic one you won't find the particles among others as they are very few with such dramatic effect.
Try to imagine what's happening to us. Not much to me anymore, cause i know. But Angela awoke and started to yell already.
I am also sitting here at the computer and the guy upstairs is raining contaminated litter dust on me. I smell like coming from a stable, though it's less then 24 hours since last shower.
Because of pain, yesterday i drank in the parking lot there about 500 ml of brandy and fell asleep passed out. Angela didn't want to drive, being too tired (after all the effort it took to loose 600 dollars). So i did it after i slept a couple of hours there, with doors unlocked. At Sheridan a Sheriff's detours took me on a very narrow road with no shoulder.
Pele's hair happens when a strong wind blows during a volcanic eruption. It is the design inspiration for mineral fiber found in most American homes. A good thermal insulator, very cheap to manufacture, all you have to do is heat volcanic lava inside a centrifuge machine, like for making cotton candy. Fibers are irregular and breakage is submicroscopic.
And yes, Rihanna was present dressed as a security guard. I talked to her and wrote Angela's name on a piece of paper in front of her cause i had to page her (got lost, gave up searching, she didn't hear the phone or whatever. The insulation in older homes is loose, the final product presented here is bound and packaged. However, my thoughts go to those the walking dead who work in there, without a breathing apparatus or even masks, especially in pre-binding and cutting areas. Not that it would make a difference, those particles are too small.They phased out and demonized asbestos because this is probably cheaper to manufacture, and no study has tied the effects on human health, which are more psychological than organ damaging, at least at first.
2:57 Dug-in for you. I think it's wrong to say: this guy started the war, or Putin or Rasputin or whatever. These guys live in some sort of collective consciousness they brought with them from Australia called "the dreaming" (yes, i believe now the American dream is just a part of it).
11:04 I think the significance of bowing in Japan is more deep that we all think. First, there is the bowing to the emperor, who is a god. But then the emperor bows back and all people bow to each other, head first (there is another type of bow, reserved to enemies, the other way around and that also has some weird but negative power to that person and i have experienced many times, like several times yesterday while driving). I think when the emperor bows back he transmits some of his divine power to the people. Could it be a form of syncing their brainwaves, a form of deep communication like that of aboriginal Australians based on vibrational communications.
Then they all start to feel a bit part of it. Lesser gods. Their kami in connection to the emperor's kami. This and other supernatural powers, like shin shin shin gan (or maybe the same vibrational comms), other tricks of which some are plainly mundane to modern people, and some that deserve attention, known and used by ninja, all might have started the belief that Japanese are a superior race and also their extreme cultural isolation.
11:43 Hip and knees problems, debilitating pain, trouble standing and walking? Before trying hip replacement surgery i suggest you should try a few servings of bone broth (and removing the offensive pollutants source). Not exactly a fan of the taste, i mix it with noodles soup. Don't know exactly what it is and how it works but it does wonders on inflamed tissues. After being exposed for a whole week to again sharp submicronic possibly electrified silica based, sulfur contaminated mineral dust, i started to have that problem again and got relief after only one serving.
12:00 Scars, the dreaming and other ideas took from me. Their method of killing information and Dugina is not dead since she was not real but a tennis player from Hungary which for some weird reason chose to show in the parking lot at Safeway in Lincoln City tonight, though she ran away and was replaced by a double after i recognized her.
Rușii nu-și doresc hegemonie globală, ci doar Euro-Asiatică. Și ei au toți politicienii fake, provenind din aceeași sursă, adevărata putere mondială, auto-declarată în melodie. Like it's 75 again.
