October 16

1:00 Every day for us something new...

(keep wondering what the tall guy has down under).

7:50 Altruism and egoism are inseparable. Every time one does something for the benefit of others expects or at least hopes something in return, it is like an investment.

8:25 Last Thursday someone filled the garbage bin across the alley with furniture right after they picked the garbage, and people put all the garbage bags on the ground. There are 3 more bins around which are usually empty, "people" prefer to use this one.

There are for a few weeks now 2 couch pillows on the balcony accros that are wet from rain, left after the "Latino" kids played outside. When it's sunny, they put them one on top of the other so they won't possibly dry.

There are three wheels of the Chrysler and one black BMW with four flat tires in the spot where the Chrysler with four flat tires used to be, possibly a semantic reaction to this.

I started the ozone but garbage and mold smell coming from outside is stronger and soon my eyes will hurt and won't be able to do more matches and i'm nauseated anyways.

I think someone from upstairs left for the airport at 7 and now the ride is back and started the work on the floor.

10:05 Yes i think it is possible.

5:15 Kaiser Permanente. BTW, the US is the sole country among top 11 civilized countries without universal health insurance. While private health insurances like Kaiser Permanente thrive in the US, you won't see them competing with state insurances in those countries. Wondering why.

How much a dr. visit cost in France, how many people are insured through state.

5:42 On a hunch today i started to search for a woman in the list with Japanese actors, couldn't find her yet but i ran into many other interesting things. BTW. Jucika, Pal Pusztai in 1957 communist Hungary.

October 19

5:12 L-am găsit. Și? Tot ce vor face, la fel cum au mai făcut înainte, îl vor scoate din știri. Și? Am muncit o oră ca să fac postarea, fiindcă l-am găsit întâmplător în timp ce-l căutam pe Hamass ăla. Va face asta o diferență în imaginea de ansamblu (larger picture)? Vor învăța oamenii saltul de la particular la general pentru a descoperi regula, a o aplica pentru a vedea că toți sunt actori (unguri)?

Nu fiindcă oamenii nu sunt obișnuiți cu salturi din astea. Ei vor știri suculente cu un moșneag în aziluri, schiloade și fețe exotice, ca și cum nu ar avea destule. Nu le mai ajunge știrile false glamuroase fiindcă realitatea în care trăiesc ei este foarte foarte tristă.

5:42 Woke at 3 after 5 hours of sleep. I was fine for a while, did some searches (because i feel this is the most important thing i could do) when i felt a smoke like smell. Opened the back door and the smoke like smell was violently strong. Found a tiny hole i didn't plug with Quikrete the other day (now i'm out of it). I did my best to cover it with soil.

The smoke smell diminished gradually within half hour, but left a remnant of very strong soil smell, probably some mold that lives in the soil. Should i believe the initial smell that i perceived like smoke for so many years is actually a mold smell that comes from underground? Could this be one of the many masonic tricks?

One thing is sure, it is toxic and gives me a high, it changed my mood completely, made me instantly forget all my problems etc.. And i lived like this for many years.

Always reminding me of this dilemma. We are fragile when alone, but exposed to transmissible mass psychosis when in company of others.

6:20 Mă uitam tot așa prin știri și am zărit o bancnotă de 500 de lei cu fața lui Eminescu, ceva ce nu am văzut niciodată în realitate (ultima dată am fost în România în 2004). Mi se pare așa de ciudat și sado-masochist să vezi fața unui poet care a trăit și a murit sărac acum un secol și pe o bancnotă atât de mare.

6:50 Went to throw the garbage. Closest bin is full as i said since last Thursday with many bags on the ground. Went to the next closest one and there was a garage door open right next to the bin and when i passed by a guy came from around the corner, making it look like cutting my way towards his open garage.

7:30 What has he done now. Nevermind, it's just Q3 earning reports.

BTW

11:00 Right.

11:10 I'm loosing my mind just a little..

1:42 Zei peste zei. Covaci a cântat (yes i'm drunk).

3:08 The black BMW morphed into a tan van with a broken exhaust that tunders for more than 15 minutes now (still drunk and probably will be for the rest of the day).

3:10 Cel mai citit blog din România, românii ar trebui să știe ce înseamnă Zoso (deși nu știe exact nimeni, nici măcar Jimmy Page).

4:53 Angela came, she made a salad, we started to eat, 4 of them came in the back and yell like crazy. Had to put the blinds on, but hey are still there, yelling.

October 25

1:12 Nehammer. Schengen. Xi Jinping. Bottom.

1:30 Tom Emmer abruptly.

10:50 I wish it was weekend cause this entry would fit into that horizon. Was that or two days ago when i put a link to a song from 7 years ago where some were still trying to make a mark in music with AI.

I bet its stridency raised lots of eyebrows (or better said pricked ears) at the time but we were already used or at least openly introduced to the phenomenon by Alex da Kidd.

Soon it became obvious to anyone that AI cannot be used extensively or excessively or even distinctively in music, but only as adjuvant in "sculpting" artists' own voices and combining it with instruments that sometimes seem all too perfect, but never too far from recognizable and indistinguishable to the most.

However i think people deserve to know that everything they hear today on their radio comes from "the box" which means nothing is "direct" or natural no more, especially the re-synthesized voices. It became very possible the "artists" don't even sing their songs anymore, but just offer samples of their voices or simply sing the disclaimer  and then lip sync to the machine when performing live.

1:15 There is bullying and there is smart bullying. The need for some to bully someone weaker physically it's obscure and i don't have the time to analyze it.

But there is organized bullying (and yes since bullying is a crime, organized bullying through its vast consequences should be treated as organized crime). It is usually smart bullying not the kind met in classrooms and school corridors or workplaces.

There is an effect on the target, but in cases like me, who i am so accustomed to it and worn out emotionally it doesn't matter. The target is usually a larger audience that may "learn" the lesson through sympathizing.

Let me give you an example. This morning i couldn't wait to get outside because of the vague smells in here. Which turned real, when i got back though there was smoke throughout all my walk in the range of 50 or slightly above normal. Perceivable.

First think i saw outside was a dead squished fat rat. Right in front of the building. With its guts and tiny liver spilled on the pavement. I had to pick it and throw it before it got flattened completely and rot in front of the building for weeks to come.

Note the link with the squished lifter i just wrote about. Immediately a badly smoking FedEx passed followed by an even worse smoking noisy BMW with black windows, non Oregon LPN something like 5B8 that filled the alley with exhaust that lasted for the next 5 minutes or until i got at the street.

After i crossed the street there was the classic Sriracha prepared bottle. A water bottle filled with water mixed with Sriracha left to trickle on the ground in the wind direction. I am familiar with this treat because they did it many times when i was very tired or even sick. It wakes from the dead everybody on a few hundred feet, inside and outside in the wind's direction.

Trying to compensate for the lack of sharp insulation dust that was doing the job before i closed those holes in the walls a couple of days ago.

So it was the nose congestion followed by a stimulant so i will hopefully crash or have heart failure after breathing through congested nose while being stimulated with pain. I can confirm chest discomfort right now and forcing myself to breath on the nose.

After spending all night trying to figure the next speaker, after i had a few drinks and was already tired, drinking caffeinated soda and staying up until i found it and then until i got sleepy, which translates 6 AM, i was half past dead when i got out of the building and now i feel like jumping to summon the Halloween ghosts.

Can't possibly recollect right now everything that happened during my walk, though i saw again the Rev'it pickup passing in the neighborhood, which i perceive as a threat in the same time with an almost bold, threatening guy by the breaking pillar.

I was like walking on a cloud though it was raining from above, not able to think much except of what i already got obsessively in mind. Not much aware of the surroundings that is. Ok i remember one.

Back in August when they did the pavement someone came with a truck (possibly the one with snorkel and WA LPN associated with the people upstairs) and drew some eights on the fresh asphalt though they were not perfect eights, looking more like leaves and could not remember where i saw that sign except on some logo from Hungary that i can't remember who it belonged to but today i saw it again on a transportation van.

1:54 Got back home, smoke inside, filled a couple of mole holes by the concrete patio, found in the grass a flattened tiny poop just by the smell, etc.. Finally at the laptop. Only to see the adapter died again (the third this year). So i will take another break until i can get one.

And on Z100 right now thet are playing Fire to the Rain. Which is not on their Recently played as at 2:10 or right now.

10:00 In case you didn't know

10:30 I really hope we all will meet with the day when all work, physical and spiritual will be treated seen as fitness workout and meditation.

April 15

5:14 We both woke up at 3:30. And there's a reason to it. Two open holes/mounds both next to the place where the wall was hot the other day. I almost chocked on my own tonsils while yawning which btw are finally getting smaller. Could it be i didn't use the petrolatum adhesive for a few days. So i took one more augmenting (thought i would give it up last night after one week but i'm not completely cleared). The fan in the window is running with the window opened one inch. First i flattened one mound and came inside. I noticed a vehicle, most likely the red SUV belonging to the two guys who probably run that. Then as the smoke was still on i went and flattened the other mound that was around the corner, almost under that window. I don't believe smoke would get in here if it didn't come from near the ground, and through laminar flow (Coanda effect) would go under the siding creating pressure there and entering the walls. (talking about fractions of psi but it still has an effect). After i flattened the second mound (the soil in both areas is mixed with quikrete, and it's stickier and harder than normal soil, but moles or whatever from underground brought in fresh soil), the smoke was gone and then i started to remember who i am, where i am and what i was doing last night. Angela went to work, i try to gather myself to write down here hoping someone would understand what's going on.

BTW yesterday after i wrote about the AHA song played on radio i think i saw the AHA girl (who now is in her 60s) in an SUV smiling provocative at me. LPN 098 HER. It was one or two hours after the sinking of Moskva, which was finished being retrofitted in that year.

The AHA girl has an one line resume where it shows she works at Eaton, the same company where Angela works. BTW Angela left today before 5, she is doing overtime training for a new position, for two weeks now.

I suspect the AHA girl is one of my grad school colleagues, on of the 7 in my class called Mariana, 2 years younger than me and for the grade like most others. I think some things happened to her while we were were in the last years (grads), she looked sick (or very tired) for a while, it doesn't have anything to do with me except i was in trance every time i saw her. Back then they were exams for going to best HSs in the country and she wanted to go to Bucharest, then she went to Cluj and i deliberately went to Iași instead to end that imaginary relationship. I met with her by chance several times, once or twice in the whole HS, then once or twice at the beginning of college and that was it. But in the end she also became a singer in Hungary. The fact there was in Câmpulung a milk processing factory built by the Swiss, (where her mother worked btw) and me living across the factory which also had a small airfield in the back, where also a furniture factory has been built, were all not by my choices. I was as poor as she was or poorer. Though in 72 i was selected to go in that camp in Germany.

One year before that we both went to some sort if cine competition in Sibiu (for being members of the children cineclub, where instructor was most likely Polanski), where she asked for a cigarette from my mother and when we once danced. She was probably 9 or 10 years old at the time, but posing for 11 or 12.

It could be all these years i am being punished for something that allegedly happened to her which probably was real and traumatizing, for the purpose of dramatism, but it did not have anything to do with me. I would never have harmed her in any way.

6:14 Black Hole Sun...

6:37 They were three mole mound in front of living sliding windows inactive for days. Suddenly the place filled again with some sort of smoke (different from before but still noxious). The smell was not coming from the corner but from somewhere else so i just stepped on those holes (planning on adding water with borax later) and the smoke disappeared. It means somebody passed earlier and put something in those. Or do they have tiny underground robots that go and to that. No the smoke is not gone completely which means all the other holes in the backyard are now smoking...

11:07 After that the apartment filled with dust, i put some wet towels on top of filter, behind the fridge and fell asleep. Woke up with nausea, probably from fresh dog poops, can barely concentrate to write a few lines and add a few links before i take off. Weather was supposed to warm up today, instead temperature is the same as yesterday at this hour. Neverending winter that is.

11:31/9:31 România putea să facă asta și de pe teritoriul ei oriunde lângă Marea Neagră. În plus, tot rușii spun că nava s-a scufundat ca urmare a unui incendiu la bord, urmată de explozia muniției. Nava avea apărare antiaeriană și antirachetă. Eu merg pe ipoteza sabotajului. Nava a fost contruită și îmbunătățită timp de 8 ani în Ucraina.

Fridge started, i started to sneeze. Moved the fridge and found a hole in the thin 3/8 (10 mm) aerated gypsum wall near fridge's fan and filled it. Over the years, i found and fixed many holes like this. As i was fixing them, new ones popped. This one was a tiny hole was within a hole i covered before, i refuse to believe i did such a sloppy job that was ok for a long time and now it popped back. Now the fridge started back up, so far i don't feel like sneezing.

2:04 In the last few days, weeks, i saw a small dog coming around my windows by itself. Today i saw the dog together with a long leash then the dog disappeared in the direction of my door. My first impulse was to open the door to see who was at the other end of the leash, but i hesitated, and then the dog came back in the scene, together with a girl, maybe 15, looking Japanese or Filipino, unusually good looking, dressed in pajamas pants, sitting for a while on a cable box and browsing casually through her phone.

Earlier i realized i fell asleep with the door unblocked (got a wooden blocked), maybe unlocked.

8:32 A weird persistent smell outside and it's not coming from the ground. Closest. Welding or burning a propane torch.

One thing these news can do. Confuse the hell out of me.

Energy, climate change. Just removed the two mate glass bulb covers in the kitchen area that i had on for inspection. They cut about 50% of the light. I know now i got very low consumption LEDs but still.

10:28 Some distraction on the road, a white BMW with a panel under that was intermittently touching the ground, exiting late, almost colliding with another car, i almost touched the left line while watching, when a wide ambulance was passing me. Great cooperation and synchronization, doubling what i said in an email that was not supposed to bee seen except by one person or his colleagues. Later i saw a blond young woman in a red car driving staring absent in front of the car, like she was extremely bored in a self driving car.

The choking smell earlier got me into shortness of breath and then partial heart failure, with coughing and very cold hands.

10:42 There was/is a crack at WinCo Foods facade for more than ten years, i felt the dust coming out of the wall when getting in and out the store, but never raised my head to actually see it.

There was not one single time not to have problems at the bottle drop center at Fred Meyer (Kroeger). Never knew the center closes at 8 PM. Why, since it's all automatic. A Police SUV was surrounding the place.

A little something i saw at Fred Meyer parking lot.

At the checkstands at WinCo i was surrouned by "Mexican" kids from two families while paying and bagging. Other many weird scenes in the store, including the "Code service one". It's a deja vu. Always after some "compromising" scene(s) there, i nearly get into an accident on my way back.

September 25

4:12 The real reason i left tonight was Angela opened the bedroom's window (can't convince her not to) and i woke up in dust around 7 PM. After driving two hours and having a few drinks i was still feeling pain at Indian Head. In fact i felt it even when i got back.

I went to dust the wall around that AC where i didn't dare in the past cause there's always someone there guarding it, the window with the AC is open as the patio sliding doors, (i know it doesn't make much sense with the AC running, last winter they had a fan in that window running all the time, at times even with the window closed and one day i felt the wall next to our bedroom hot which prompted me to buy that infrared camera for the phone) and two dogs started to bark one upstairs and one downstairs though i wasn't making any noise, moving that soft brush up and down the wall, and there was a guy on the patio (like most of the times) thin, older, sitting there on a chair in the dark (not smoking this time so i won't see the cigarette or feel the smoke) and started to ask me what i'm doing, i said i'm dusting the building and he said thank you and that was when i went off and told him i'm not doing it for him but for myself and in the end he said this was not my apartment, "it's their apartment" and he will go and talk to the management.

I just went to dust the wall around that AC where i didn't dare in the past cause there's always someone there guarding it, the window with the AC is open as the patio sliding doors, i know it doesn't make much sense with the AC running, last winter they had a fan in that window running all the time, at times even with the window closed and one day i felt the wall next to our bedroom hot which prompted me to buy that infrared camera for the phone though the wall went back cold in the same day right after i wrote here) and two dogs started to bark though i wasn't making any noise, moving that soft brush up and down the wall, and there was a guy on the patio (like most of the times) thin, older, sitting there on a chair in the dark (not smoking this time so i won't see the cigarette or feel the smoke) and started to ask me what i'm doing, i said i'm dusting the building and he said thank you and that was when i went off and told him i'm not doing it for him but for myself and in the end he said this was not my apartment, "it's their apartment" and he will go and talk to the management.

Could not see his face because it was dark and i asked him if he was waiting for me and he said no, but i'm sure he was cause i said earlier aloud that i wanted to do it. Now i have to go and take a shower because i got dust all over me and it stings.

Now after this contact for some reason i started to have the feeling that these guys are actually watching us all the time, and some of them, maybe the old woman that could be his mother who snores day and night could be speaking Romanian and understand in real time what we're saying (with the help of some amplifier or even an enhanced hearing aid). There are also at least two younger guys who show from time to time but they might be changing, that they're not the same all the time.

By looking at this image right now i cannot understand  the configuration of that AC, but it could be it is installed in a way just to blow dust.

5:11 But when i got the camera (which i returned to Amazon for reason the thermal image was a bit off respect to normal image) i saw other things. One was none of the apartments upstairs in the building was heated. The windows and especially the big glass sliding doors showed lots of heat loss because of loss of insulating gas in between being 40+ years old, probably doubling the electricity bill which could be the reason they're doing the windows right now, right now meaning it will take them more than six months, in the rhythm they are working. (I can confirm the newer windows are much better insulators because they keep a much lower temperature inside then before even in hottest days. The wall at apartment 1 where the guy with the van with the barrels lives this time was much hotter than it should have been).

He confirmed the apartment upstairs wasn't heated, when i went upstairs and talked to "him", after he knocked at my door to ask me about the leaking of "his" motorcycle, again raising our bill. But by the thermal image none of them upstairs were, which to my knowledge were inhabited, by "the same people", for years, which confirms my suspicion they are all inhabited by the same person who changes costumes, hairdos and sexes, the female ninja that goes by the name Frankie Adams. One of the buildings next to ours (caught in two separate images cause it's very long) was showing a very low occupancy rate which i suspect is the same for all buildings here, though the parking lot is always full. (Probably like all apartments in all Portland area, after they raised the prices to unprecedented levels no one can afford them).

Could it be they didn't clean the building and surrounding ones after installing the windows unlike the buildings A, B and C which were cleaned and are further away, leaving all that junk in between, because i published those thermal images, 2 or 3 months before they started to replace windows? The painful dust? Retaliation?

8:16 After sleeping a few hours, i had a revelation. After the emperor of Japan Na(ru_hit)to, son of Hiro-hito leading the team who unnecessarily gutted these buildings, making tons of dust and leaving them dirty whom i saw though in broad daylight, who else could have been in the dark here last night at 4 AM guarding the emperor's dust?

The snoring old woman? The two younger guys? Try to imagine her without makeup, acting confused and tell me if you recognized her. Reason? No hero cop would dare intervene with Secret Service deployed nearby. If i made a wrong move, as mad as i was last night, i would have been arrested or killed.

8:50 Distanța dintre stâlpi este 30 metri iar timpul e pe video. 80 metri în 4 secunde. 20 m/s este 72 km/h. Se vede însă clar că "șoferul" care de fapt era remote, a forțat volanul în virajul acela nu prea strâns ca să intre în derapaj. Cred că are legătură cu video-ul pe care l-am postat despre fabricarea motoarelor BMW. Dacă aceasta este o înscenare (cascadorie de film) și cred că este, vă puteți imagina cine controlează Clujul, Bucureștiul, România și cât de terminali suntem. Tipul ăsta a stat tot timpul cu fața în jos, cât a trecut mașina lui google cu mulți ochi, oare de ce?

Mă gândeam. Au construit Casa Poporului ca pe o fortăreață imensă, care se poate apăra de furia mulțimii cu câțiva oameni cu tulumbe sau la nevoie, ceva mitraliere în timp ce ei se evacuează pe un tunel care duce la Budapesta. Însă nu e nevoie de așa ceva. Tot ce trebuie să faceți este să deschideți ochii și să recunoașteți iluzia în care ne-am născut, am trăit și ei vor dispare ca iepurele unui iluzionist, la loc în joben, iar la urmă și jobenul și iluzionistul. Pentru că ei sunt atât de puțini.

10:51 I ate something, the walk upstairs started and now (s)he's trying to start the motorcycle. To vibrate the building a little too.

11:06 Din când în când apar știri cu titlu sperietoare care-i face pe români să se gândească de două ori când vor să cumpere unele alimente esențiale cum e peștele. În afară de antitoxină, care iată, nu se găsește în România (ar fi nevoie doar de câteva doze, pentru că sunt foarte rare aceste cazuri, dacă sunt, fiindcă bănuiesc că nu au nici teste), dar există tratamente ca de exemplu banalul cărbune medicinal, și nu neapărat injectat în soluție intraperitonial ci luat chiar oral (mai bine decât lăsat așa să moară). După 24 de ore de post de exemplu, nu mai există nimic viu în intestin, dar dacă persoana se poate hrăni și intestinul deci nu e complet paralizat încă, dați-i domle niște cărbune. Combinația de suc de grapefruit și unt de migdale. Grapefruit are un inhibitor de enzimă ce nu permite dezvoltarea bacteriilor în intestin iar migdalele ucid bacteriile din intestin.

3:05 She came back about an hour ago and i started to feel the pain again and woke up. I'm eating which means she's squeaking.

4:22 Very little is published on the web about human electric charge but i know one thing. Dust is positively charged and i feel relief from pain when i walk and rub my feet against the carpet, which charges me positively also. So probably the conclusion is i'm more negatively charged or positively but closer to neutral, probably more than Angela, and that is  the reason i get the painful charged dust and she doesn't. Could there be a gender difference? Could it be because i sleep on a metal sofa and the floor under is wet? (She just started a load of laundry, after about two weeks). The vapor from the drier leaking in the basement will wet the floor under the couch, bringing the potential to near zero. I remember now what Dan Costan was saying sarcastically 27 years ago. "Think positive!"

10:42 Was out of soluble so Angela bought from WinCo some Folgers soluble, could not find the usual brands so we didn't know the taste, but i remember i once bought Folgers and there was not much difference from others. Made some and put in the thermos and we both had a sip in the parking lot at Ilani before entering, and i think it tasted like marijuana, then went to restroom.

But when we entered. For some unknown rationale, at Ilani after 8 they ask you for an ID when i get inside. We got in line while a group of Japanese trying to look and act Chinese went right in front of us. But my guess is this is the reason. Every time we got there we got to stay in line next to celebrities.

Everybody inside the casino looked mad tonight. There was this smiling blond guy that had a black T-shirt saying "Shut up and run" with white letters right in my face right after i uploaded a recording. Inside i was scratching an itch in my elbow pit where i got bitten by something, twice. Both Smash Burgers and Jet Li were closed at 9 so we bought some tacos from our coupons (player's card). When we got out searching for the car a Tribal Police truck was going in the parking lot slowly by our side matching speed so we switched lanes. About 100 huge SUVs with huge headlights passed me both on the right and left when i was driving speed limit +10. When we got home the whole building was smelling the the same as the coffee. Found the familiar mole hole at the corner of the building and after pouring some borax and covering within 10 minutes  the smell dissipated. Under the sink it smells like a dead animal. The fiberboard on bottom that is made with dust saw and animal glue (collagen) from hides and hoofs from slaughterhouses, got contaminated from a leak past week with water from doing dishes and now it smells like a dead animal. Could this be the reason i lost collagen everywhere (had this thick scar from surgery on my left elbow since i was a kid and now it melted) and not i got to eat bone broth because there will always be tiny leaks in there and that thing trains the type of bacteria that eats collagen (new idea!). If i put chlorine (bleach 6%) in a jar and close the doors, is ok for a while, but will never dry.

Right before the merge with 84 there is still a bumper on the narrow left shoulder, since last week. Right before i passed it i got distracted by a fast moving motorcycle. Several other debris, including a garbage bin after the bridge. The person two cars before me was going slow on the bridge and i got passed on those narrow lanes by a series of huge SUVs. Both trips back and forth are getting more and more difficult every time i go because there are many people that are out to get me. I wasn't afraid until last August when they hit me from behind and now there are many people driving very close behind me, besides those who pass me on both sides at high speed.

12:33 No matter how much i search i can't find a direct reference to building fiberboard in the past with animal adhesives though it was done on a massive scale. Because raw materials were cheap. Internet does not remember it. All i could find during modern times was this and this. Ironically they are advertised as non-toxic alternatives to formaldehyde. But they are not immune to bacteria when they get wet or even only moist and that bacteria will jump on you and eat you alive (slowly).

June 18

12:14 China

12:14 I was feeling guilty for not being able to sleep in Reno and ruin Angela's vacation. Trying to compensate, i searched on the map for casinos closer to home and found a huge one near Seattle. Muckleshoot Casino, "biggest in Northwest" with 3000 machines, at about 169 miles from here. We decided to cut the distance in two and stop at Lucky Eagle.

I tightened the bolt at the manifold and got in the car. But on the freeway. Everybody was taking a pass at me. Literally. Passing on the right at high speed, but especially tailgating. How many times did i have to get out of the way of big SUVs coming from behind (now i'm afraid, after the accident) at speeds faster than speed limit +10. The usual congestion before the bridge. The same trend after i started the blog with similarities in 2018 only more intense every time. Newest, semis speeding and passing cars and other semis.

But once in the State of Washington. While getting closer to exit 88, i started to feel sick. Soon i discovered the source. I've been driving behind a "classic car" for many minutes, that finally exited. Then i discovered other vehicles, like a Chevy truck from 70s, others that i passed one by one. Last one was a Japanese driver. Fighting to stay alert and on the road during the last 20 miles because smoke was getting me dizzy.

Deja vu. Lately it always happens in the State of Washington. Every time i hope it will be the last time, but they never stop. Also tailgating drivers simulate they are just bad drivers, continuing to tailgate at less than half second distance the next driver after me getting out of the way. But they are simply too many for me to believe that, basically one after another. Many are leading a line of several tailgating drivers, pretending are pushed from behind. But lately most of them have tinted windows so i can't see who they are when they pass.

One guy with a silver BMW going only 1 or 2 mph more than the rest was shoving all the cars in his way.
 
Some five miles to destination me driving in the second lane i saw a State Patrol vehicle (i think, did not see the mark) on the shoulder, flashing red and blue lights behind a stopped one. So i tried to slow down though they were coming like a herd of raging buffaloes from behind. Slowed at 70 (the legal limit) and still breaking, a white vehicle i think a VW almost hit me with its rear left side while trying to get in front of me from the first lane "trying to clear the lane near the shoulder", in the last possible moment or maybe after.

Had to further hit the brakes and let him pass in front of me to avoid collision. I now believe that after they were tailgating all the way they were now trying to demonstrate on a State Patrol vehicle camera it was me i was tailgating. Then after he merged in front of me within a second or two another huge white SUV came from behind real fast as now i was now going under speed limit as per drivers' manual and i had to accelerate real hard to get away. At the wheel a driver which at first seem Latino, but when i looked better i thought he was Japanese as well.

They were few empty spots in the pretty big parking lot at Lucky Eagle. First one i found was near a huge red truck (symbolism, later it moved away and was replaced with a smaller bright red car). Like usually i had a couple of drinks in the car and went in the casino. There i saw this Indian looking guy, with round face and long black almost blue hair, parading.

Then i went back in the car, with the soda paper cup in my hands, poured some more rum in it (i love rum and cola) and suddenly got very sleepy, i think i went back in the casino, could not fight it and went back in the car and slept for two hours. The Zyrtec i said to myself, but i believe the exhaust from the road was a factor, from driving behind smoking vehicles most of the way. When i woke up i saw through the tinted windows him sitting in a car besides me and checking his phone. Later when Angela came, a girl like 14, emerged from the roof top.

Angela came in the car and i started to drive towards Muckleshoot. Same tailgating story, only on the narrower lanes in the (sub)urban maze in south Seattle. I was telling Angela. This looks like San Francisco or LA.

From the distance i saw the fireworks near the casino. After finding a spot, i parked and went inside. First machines at the entrance, the most boring kind. As we advanced, we found the good ones only at the "bottom of it". Too many machines of the same kind packed together and i never seen machines so greedy. In an hour or so Angela lost 200 bucks (i helped with 40) or all her money. The casino at first seemed full of Asians, later some white people showed, while we were in the last room and spent our last money.

The interesting part. There was a live band with i think with Chinese instrument players and an American maybe looking girl at vocals and they were playing a Romanian song. Could have been herself, i don't know, i only looked from a distance and i again had a few drinks in the car. Nevermind, the lead guitarist (bottom right) only looks Chinese.

So we got cleaned and left in a couple hour or so. Direction. Red Winds, some 39 miles away, south from Seattle. Outside the fireworks were still on, more than one hour after we came. At Red Winds, i was so tired i could barely walk and barely speak in any language when Angela won a 1250 jackpot at a "Black Diamonds" game.

Amounts over 1000 have to be taxed and payed by an attendant but it took him more than half hour to come with the money. I started to get worried and tried to start the phone to take a picture and i realized the phone was just starting by itself in my pocket, but the unused phone malfunctioned (could not bring up the camera app). So i went in the car to grab the camera.

Outside i saw two Nisqually Police SUVs (and one car?) parked at the entrance. Got back with the camera, in the meantime Angela got her money (1060 after federal tax) and was fretting thinking she gave him only 20 dollars tip. She told me a woman came and asked her money "because she hit the jackpot" and she gave her 5 dollars. The win cover our losses for the "vacation". (But not the bitter taste).

Heading for the restroom and soda machine. While there with the soda cups in my hands the two cops passed, maybe like trying to warn me. Last time i was there i drank some coffee that tasted weird but now i don't believe anymore it had something in it. Could have been just very diluted coffee made with tap water. Though it's very easy to mess with it since the carafes with coffee which i think are not locked or something.

(The problem is here in the wall above the dryers vents around the corner. Especially when the fridge next to it starts it all start to stink like dog poop and of course the poops left outside, not so many lately). 

So i checked again the nut at the exhaust, very little loose, we left and behind me of course a guy with one single headlight tailgating as i was not able to go past speed limit because of being so tired. At a certain moment i saw a second lane on the right, tried to veer off his way only to see a deer grazing next to it so i just hit the brakes and went back in the lane where i was. He slowed accordingly (good thing he didn't hit me). Since he continued, at the first "roundabout" which nowadays abound in the State of Washington, i went 360 degrees, like in a merry go round and let him pass.

On the freeway. Again when i entered a guy tailgating and one occupying the first lane where i wanted to merge though at 2 AM the highway was deserted. Many people entering exactly when us passing which seems so weird on a empty freeway.

People passing on the right, a long time (minutes), to exit faster (i always set my cruise control on speed limit +9). I told Angela to look for a rest area, we missed the first one. Found one on gps 39 miles away. Too far (my laptop is playing tricks with cursor jumping all over). So i pulled in the first exit with services after about 25 miles on the way and slept one hour in a parking lot next to a Chevron gas station.

Same hell after i re-started driving back home. The mileage was not stellar, around 39, because of tire pressure going from 39 psi at 80 degrees during my trip to Reno to 35 at 50. Voltage at the plug stayed 14.4. Here in Tualatin Angela went to deposit the money at the bank (to pay bills of course) and then we went at McDonalds we knew was open to get some breakfast. At the window a woman who looked again like Frankie Adams. The nut on the exhaust was loose a hair only. Got to finally find the inner strength and tight it to specs.

Slept four hours and wrote this in about 2.