September 6

2:15 AM

2:22

2:37 Till Eulenspiegel, Tule camp, Tualatin. 'Tula-i Doamne!

8:58 Or they could just watch the image above one minute a day.

9:00 MGGA. But it does not have the same maga.

BTW. These guys with moustache reminded me of the blond cook with moustache at the Tule grill at Indian Head last night who gave me a weird look while i was in line there. In the car i discovered he burnt my burger again. It was black (on one side only). One more thing.

As soon as i got there, (the real) people started to leave, there was a line at the end of parking lot. When i looked through the window from the only parking spot left what did i see. Yes at some point they were two cops from tribal police in the casino, but this was the first time i saw them patrolling among the machines. They were both taller than me also looking Indian.

Yes could have gotten back inside to ask for another one but it was raining, i was tired and all of the people there including the cook looked unfamiliar. It was like some task force took over the whole place and were acting like locals.

In the end i ate it and there was also some loud distorted bass pegging the subwoofer in a nearby car and the smell of cows from across the street and almost chocked (dysphagia). Also because i was was sort of paralyzed by the mole gas coming from a new hole i discovered under the deck when we left.

Sometimes i do spend time in the car because of being tired from the dangerous trip there.

9:07 If they were serious they would have picked a serious candidate against Trump.

9:55 In the car while going there we listened to music in sequence from my 6000 songs stick. Here came this funny song and we both started to laugh at also to release the tension after three accidents i avoided on the road, people pushing real close with modified high beams from behind) and i turned the volume up.

After i got in the parking lot at Indian Head i went to check the spark plugs, they sometimes get loose after replacing them though i wiped the threads with cotton balls before putting the new ones. They were ok but i had to go first thing to the restroom to wash my hands and two guys one after another came in with cups of beer raised at their head's heigh.

10:10 We left after midnight to avoid traffic but they were more than ever and all comming from the opposite, nobody was going our way. They did not get fewer not even at 2 AM. All blinding me with modified high low and fog lamps, must have been in the hundreds. But how come they always came in the most critical curves of the road when i had to guess the direction to go?

Yes it was raining and cold which lowered pressure in my tires. Traction control lamp came on many times and i got bad mileage. I made 39 on dashboard for the whole day (230 miles) which would be about 37 at the pump. But i have more power at the gas pedal after replacing those spark plugs.

When i got back to Gresham on 212 i saw a BMW comming from the opposite with stock lights and high beam on and it was like nothing, i could just stare right at it, it was like ten times less compared to what i faced up in the woods of Mount Hood where at times i could barely see the yellow line on the right of the lane due to blinding from incoming.

11:11 When i went to Romania in April 2004 (the only time in 31 years) it was all over the news. Still awaiting trial? Which reminds me of... Also of... Narcis Tarcău is from Bacău and was working in an office next to mine at xIMU. Most likely there are not real Romanians but Hungarians. No, Julian Mart, my colleague at xIMU was not Gregorian Bivolaru though he looked somehow similar. He did yoga too in college.

 

I personally was initiated (i think) in ascetic Sadhu yoga by my roommate Gabriel without me knowing or willing after one day he put me in a trance after he forced me to sleep only 4 hours a day for months, reading books, both walking naked in the room, eating little food, he gave me a new, secret name and asked me to do a small job for him every day etc. I will come with more informations in my biographic notes, chapter II, High School.

Interestingly enough in historical Bukovina there is a place called Sadagura (which may stand for Sadhu guru which might have been called millennia ago, when in Romania it was spoken Sanskrit) and another place called Sadova within walking distance from where i was born (and where i almost had that bicycle accident).

The grandmother of my grandmother who built the house we were all living in was sort of a healer, including immobilizing broken bones with flat pieces of wood (splints) and in Bucovina existed a tradition called Solomonari. 

But if you'd ask me, i'd say they are just part of an ancient culture and genetic group with deep analysis capability of establishing cause-effect relationships.

12:15 Angela has 50 dollars free play, 40 dollars food and one free night at Three Rivers and tomorrow she got a day off (Labor Day).

12:30 Do all country songs sound the same? Is this a gay song?