11:55 AM This is not an attack on Trump or on democracy or on anything. This is a fix on a mistake i've made and a confirmation of a trend (please scroll down), part of an effort to show how deep we're in.
12:20 Just read the lyrics of "there goes my hero" by foo fighters i post the other day that was playing in my head this morning. There is a verse mentioning the hero of the ex-nirvana right extremist "Grohl", Kudos which seems a Japanese name, There is a character in a game which is way newer than the song, Kudo, most likely inspired by...
Another song from the same era that popped in mind probably in association with the previous i probably heard one million times on the radio and getting high on hopes every time (without fully understanding the words) celebrating the lack of social graces (by drinking champagne of someone else glass, bullying, wishing for an hour with his ex on a date with someone), in contrast with how thin and graceful everybody looked back then but the man certainly was not a whiskey drinker.
35 yeas later
2:50 PM 45 - 10 = 353:50 Awoke with nausea, been nauseated all day. Also last night i have decided i have to start going for walks, no matter what. So i dared to go for the first walk since the wound episode started, about 4 months ago. Wound is not totally healed, but can't wait no more.
First thing. My legs don't want to go the way my brain remembers. Steps are shorter, like something is "holding" me. Could be infection in the joints or simply atrofy. So i took the newly built back alley and went all the way to 7/11 and back, a bit less than a mile in total. My goal was to reach the park however when i looked at the clock, it was 2:15 already and Angela was about to come and she did not know. So i just turned around. At the space between two buildings accross the alley from hours, they were a number of poops.
I went later and since my move was predictable, because i took pictures, from PDX they dictated some liners to climb and they were making a big noise. I picked 3 bags from there. More than they were in the battle zone (near the poop tree and the portable toilet). Poops exteneded all the way to near the D5 entrance were the day care are and of course, right in that moment, kids started to pour out, and some adults followed and they all went to the next entrance. Still feel the poop smell in my throat.
When i got back Angela sent me with recycled glass and i ran into veteran's daughter, but not sure if the same actuator.


4:00 A huge base started in the lot. No, it's upstairs.
6:25 Veronica Mart (right), George Hârșovescu, Adelina Mart. I was in George's house in Salem that was rented to the Marts back then, before or @ year 2000 when Adelina, then 14 or something gave me a footsie and then she asked me in Romanian "are you dead?". I do remember that from time to time, thinking what would have been if i followed upon. I also went with the Marts to Belknap at a Christmas time.






