12:15 Iată că a trebuit totuși să mut ultima însemnare de ieri pe pagina de 14, iar motivul este... Ce dovadă mai vrea cineva că ăștia îngână?
"BTW am găsit cred etimologia unui cuvânt ciudat din niște versuri de Phoenix. Să mă uit totuși mai întâi în DEX să văd dacă nu-i acolo. Hm. Cred că a mea e mai bună, în contextul dat. Dar par convergente! Într-un fel are sens pentru că... Cât despre hărți de răspândire... Apropo, e un sfert de oră după miezul nopții (știu, trebuia să încep postarea de 14, dar mi-era lene și nu știu dacă mai scriu) m-am agitat puțin în sinea mea pentru așa descoperire, iar tipul de sus care era liniștit de ore în a simțit (shin shin shin gan) și s-a trezit și a început să scârțâie. Și întrebarea pentru google. Cât despre versuri, întrebați-l pe "Baniciu" și textierul (am uitat cum își spune, eu îi știam după alte nume) pentru cine au făcut melodia asta și ce îi rodea (așa de mult)."
8:40 O altă chestie pe care am spus-o de atâtea ori, dar o voi mai spune odată. Poate de aceea unii își vor da seama că vorbesc serios.
Ieri m-am întors la "locul faptei" adică la semaforul care nu-l înțeleg cum funcționează. După ce se face verde, ai 5 secunde să traversezi "protejat" o stradă cu 4 benzi, pentru care îți trebuie mai mult de zece secunde dacă mergi la pas normal. După 5 secunde, semaforul se face roșu și numără invers încă 13 secunde, timp în care cei care merg drept prin intersecție încă au roșu iar cei care o fac la stânga sau la dreapta au verde. Normal șoferii care li se face verde ar trebui să trateze trecerea ca pe o trecere de pietoni obișnuită și să dea prioritate, însă există riscul ca ei să nu știe sau să nu vadă pietonul respectiv. Este aiurea pentru că ei au verde la stânga sau la dreapta în timp ce tu ai numărătoare inversă pe roșu. Ce să faci, să alergi?
Era acolo un tip care muta de colo colo ceva un senzor cu sunete vertical, deci am renunțat și m-am dus mai târziu. Când am ajuns, omul își strângea sculele și mai era cu cineva care îl ajuta. Amândoi se îndoiau nu știu cum să spun, nefiresc, și stăteau mult într-o poziție de 90 de grade în timp ce își adunau sculele. Nu erau cu o furgonetă, așa cum am văzut întotdeauna la faze din astea, ci cu o mașină obișnuită, gri metalic.
Nu ar fi prima dată când aș avea dureri abdominale a doua zi. Prin acele mișcări, probabil executate într-o anumită succesiune, dacă te uiți suficient de mult la ei, și în combinație cu praful de piatră respirat, care astăzi după ce s-a eliminat din plămâni a ajuns în intestin, se crează blocaje intestinale care pot conduce la blocaje ale fluxului sanguin, deci infarct mezenteric, sau cum a murit Buda.
Mai spre seară am trecut iar prin intersecție dar cu mașina, semaforul nu funcționa, erau niște dirijori din ăștia în vestă verde care dirijau circulația și era începută lucrarea de săpare a străzii pentru care se pregătesc de săptămâni. Coincidența a făcut ca eu să-mi dau seama de faza cu semaforul chiar în aceeași zi?
10:36 Azi am trecut pe trotuarul celălalt, dinspre vestul intersecției, pentru că cel pe care treceam până acum a fost închis. Chiar mă gândeam. Primele 5 secunde sunt suficiente pentru a ajunge la jumătatea străzii, unde celelalte mașini stau până la sfârșitul numărătorii, pentru că merg înainte, când prin fața mea, după ce s-a făcut verde, a zburat un tip care a trecut pe roșu la dreapta (e permis, dacă oprești și te asiguri dar el nu s-a oprit și nu s-a asigurat, de fapt se uita în altă parte, era complet întors, după care s-a întors cu fața la mine și a făcut un gest pe care nu știu cum să-l interpretez). Nu am fost în pericol, a fost prea rapid, însă simbolismul...
10:40 It looks like the're wrapping up this building. What will it be? Looks like a hotel to me.
10:45 VW stands for White Victory, BMW for Be More White?
1:15 Yeah i think i'm over it. Whatever made me ill at the belly this morning. Got some hot flushes but that is from a cold on the surface of my body sweetened by sugar exposed to cold and invaded by bacteria.
10:42 I think the man upstairs does what the other did and that is raining on us with litter dust. I think the rock dust i felt the other day was mixed with litter dust. I think i heard a dog running upstairs a couple of times in the last few months. The "accident" with the AC brought a big amount (i installed the AC in a way it was touching the door frame and that vibrated everything). Felt it on hair yesterday and today when i took the shower. Today i felt the smell of it in front of the building after he made some big noises like moving and dropping heavy objects in the kitchen area.
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.
10:25 Am mai văzut, nu demult o asemenea bazaconie în știri. Teoretic este zona în care unele mașini pot încă să meargă. Am văzut pe un forum, Porsche, unele BMW modificate, un Corvette nou (adică neuzat) ajung la acea viteză, dar îți trebuie drumul liber, poate un minut doar că să accelerezi timp în care faci cam 2 km. Odată ajuns la viteza aceea faci un km în 13 secunde (78 m/s sau un sfert din viteza sunetului). Deși timpul a fost șters de pe poză, pare să fie ora 14. Dacă accelerezi doar așa pentru câteva secunde, trebuie să știi unde se află radarul, ca să te înregistreze. De asemenea o singură groapă adâncă de câțiva cm te trimite pe orbită.
Da am avut dreptate, am găsit pe un site mai puțin citit poza cu ora necenzurată. Prince Rogers Nelson
10:48 Nu am reușit niciodată să înțeleg ce vrea să însemne în această melodie "in the middle".
Apropo mă gândeam nu mai departe de ieri (pentru câteva secunde, înainte de a intra în magazinul acela T-mobile), cum știe ZEDD să-și aleagă vocalistele, din păcate alta pentru fiecare hit.
11:33 Apropo ieri am condus 216 mile (aprox 350 km) pe un drum expres (highway) cu o medie de 60 mph (100 km/h) cu un consum la bord e peste 40 mpg (sub 6 litri la sută), altitudine peste 1000 metri pe un drum bun cu multe reparații recente (drumurile americane sunt în general de calitate, dar nu știu cum să spun, uneori vălurite, adică nu așa drepte ca cele din Germania, Franța etc.), cu un peisaj de vis (munți, deșert, faceți clic pe centrul imaginii), (pe care le-am văzut puțin de prea multe ori, mi-e dor de cele din România), ceea ce ar fi foarte relaxant dacă nu ar veni nebunii care mai recent (mai ales după accidentul de acum un an) roiesc cu zecile în jurul meu, se bagă în spate foarte aproape doar așa ca să șicaneze un dictator extraterestru.
Mă dau la o parte, să scap de un nebun vine rezerva (dar dacă mă uit mai cu atenție mulți șoferi sunt asiatici, deci totul e simulat, ca să vadă alții, probabil filmat din drone). La plecare, în Sandy în timp ce noi am desfăcut o pungă de cartofi galbeni (chips) o blondă superbă, pufoasă, deschide ușa și se bagă pe bandă, iar după Sandy, pe banda din mijloc era tot așa un tip blond, plinuț, dezbrăcat, beat, cu ușa deschisă care aproape a pășit în fața mea (pe banda din dreapta mă depășea alt nebun). L-am claxonat și mi-a arătat degetul. Deci la jumătatea drumului (de 108 mile), la venire, mai întâi îmi apare un coiot jigărit, nu ca cel gras din video, probabil animal de companie care nu poate prinde un șoarece, pe rezerva (shoulder) din stânga, care stătea nemișcat. După vreo 5 minute, pe o zonă cu linie continuă vine un nebun cu SUV și mă depășește la care eu am ridicat piciorul de pe accelerator, poate am frânat puțin. Când era vreo 10 metri înaintea mea pe banda cealaltă, încă în depășire, lovește tot așa un animal mort (căprioară, coiot, nu știu) care sare din roata lui chiar pe linia continuă din mijloc. Dacă ar mai fi mers vreo câțiva cm, l-aș fi lovit, nu aveam timp să evit, iar mașina mea este foarte joasă (aerodinamică optimizată pentru consum) și probabil aș fi pierdut controlul.
Mai aproape de casă, pe la 4 dimineața, văd în fața mea pe o stradă pustie (în Boring sau Gresham) două trailere din astea de ridicat mașini de pe stradă (towing), cu o mașină de Poliție (State Police), în urma lor, aici, țara fără poliție politică, sunt în schimb multe poliții poliții, adică locală (în fiecare oraș), de stat (în fiecare stat), șerif (pe comitat) etc.. Ei toți mergeau puțin sub limită așa că nu am îndrăznit să-i depășesc, în zonele cu două benzi puteam dar trebuia să fi mers puțin peste, iar în urma mea venea un Morris cred cu număr maro (Oregon cultural) pe care scria ceva de genul CRYWLF. Faza asta chiar n-am înțeles-o de loc.
2:30 We were sitting here in the living, watching news, videos, writing on blog, whatever, when they brought in the yelling kids, a couple of hours ago. A couple of Japanese kids that are trained to move around, yell and do a whole audio-video show guided by some AI software similar to what they use during live or even "reality" shows. I know from experience, when those show, they will stay all day (to make their trip from Japan worthwile) so we just decide to leave and i think they now pulled them out.
(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.
5:15 KaiserPermanente. 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.
12:18 AM People who got sick traveling together? How come we did not hear of any case in Argentina? If it was only one, it would have taken 1-8 weeks for others to start having symptoms. "Several people got sick days after they started the journey back to Europe".
Confirmed the outbreak on four, but how doctors on board knew it was hantavirus since the test is not widely available.
If all people traveling in Argentina and Chile for months got infected there, it is highly unlikely they all had the same incubation period and all fell ill right after embarking.
This "outbreak" started hours after i posted this. I think everybody knows Argentino means Silvery in Italian (because that country (actually Bolivia) was initially rich in silver) and i have posted a lot about Silvadene lately. I think we all had enough of this new lie and terror. Officials of the UK, Netherlands, South Africa, three US etc. states should retract it and apologize to everybody.
1:45 Right after i finished posting the above they started to vibrate the stinking room (mold) with the black BMW. Within one minute enough bacteria passed through my bandage to the wound and i started to have chills.
11:25 De câte ori spun eu sau gândesc așa. De luni de zile spun că în două săptămâni mi se vindecă rana.
Nu că persoana mea ar fi așa de importantă. Ei au niște reguli, dacă apare o informație care îi deranjează, vin și ei cu ceva pe subiect, să o facă uitată, dar în cazul ranei care la un moment dat (după chiuretaj sau sculptare) avea forma strâmtorii, nu e pe o singură observație, e pe tot ce scriu.
Faza cu euroii care înoată la deal pe Dunăre, a venit Orban imediat să dezmintă. Săracii de ei.
Ok mi-am amintit ce idee mi-a venit ieri pe drum. După Independență, Buda(pesta) a devenit pentru noi noul Fanar. Are sens pentru că și Fanarul și Buda simbolizează lumina.
Dar nu așa, ei vin cu toată curtea, putere și opoziție, lăutari, măscărici, cu tot circul după ei.
Cu banii făcuți de pe noi păcătoșii care am fost schingiuit timp de secole de către turci și suntem obișnuiți, își finanțează lucrarea de a controla Europa, lumea, cred că au pus drapelul României la fel ca cel budist cu acest scop. "Aici se lucrează pentru Buda!".
11:11 Despre Turcia am scris mai sus, despre Nepal, foarte recent. Poate verifica cineva că s-a întâmplat așa?
9:50 Ok știe cineva ce s-a discutat? Mai târziu am să caut înregistrările video (le-am găsit). Discuții înseamnă ăștia ne citesc pe rând, programatic, la microfon. La 3:34 un tip tot dă cu capul în sus și-n jos. Oare ce spune (mi-e lene să conectez boxele). Am o suspiciune că e vorba de o limbă de lemn care se mișcă într-un cap sunător ca un clopot care se bălăngăne. Încât îmi vine și mie să spun să urlu ca poetul.
O seri debusolate(,) cer concav Și-o ploaie de-anemone peste dune Reiterez în contratimp suav Mesaje longobarde scrise-n rune
9:56 Ministrulîncolțit. Și-a făcut miliardele și acum își aranjează, cu colegii, un pretext să plece. Ce e câteva milioane de euro pentru 300 BMW-uri la suprapreț când bugetul Ministerului de Interne se măsoară în miliarde. Mai precis, 10 miliarde sau 2 miliarde de euro bani de întreținere, mașini și benzină. Pentru cine nu știe, un miliard este o mie de milioane, rândul 4 și 5, total 22.856.681 mii lei însemnând 22.856.681.000 lei, din care 12.776.619 mii lei sau 12.776.619.000 lei fiind cheltuielile cu salariile, cam un miliard lei pe lună, dacă împărțim la salariul mediu pe economie de 6000 RON rezultă 170 mii angajați, iar diferența de 10.080.062.000 lei (aproximativ 2 miliarde euro), bani de mașini, benzină, întreținere clădiri, popotă, etc..
10:16 A firenearby is raising the index to 100. Nothing in the news.
4:47 When was that, two days ago? I went out and first looked at the truck to see if i don't have a ticket. I didn't but then i started to walk on that alley, out of the complex. At the exit, there are three containers with materials for the windows job. In between, a portable toilet. A ninja dressed in orange T-shirt was there with an SUV flashing yellow lights "blocking the access" to that toilet. He left right after i passed. An announcement stuck to the mailboxes there saying "Single piece of jewelry found". As i almost finished my walk, in the park, two older men and women with a truck next to the toilet, again "guarding it". Was thinking of how useless is to write here about what's happening to me after they painted me for years as gay, womanizer, baby snatcher, incurable gambler, etc.. If one thousand people go around you daily and to their allegories, who in the world can prove that is not true? So i kinda stopped writing about my daily and hourly mishaps but now they start to overwhelm me.
It is a week now they started to use the mole holes again to deliver smoke under the siding. At about the same time when i bought tainted soluble that tasted like marijuana (i guess). I sleep a lot, and wake up in smoke, lethargic. In parallel they started some fire that covers the area "just" around Tualatin and nearby. So i won't feel the smoke. Yesterday i vacuum cleaned the apartment, twice, got some very good bags from Amazon that filter way better than the old Febreeze, however, i have problems attaching them, they come out by themselves during vacuuming, so i did it twice. But the floor is too wet, they did lots of laundry lately with vapor leaking in the basement, humidity inside is 70% though i let the AC yesterday when i ran at Ilani, that usually brings it down, not this time, that could help with the dust a bit, but the floor's fiberboard made with animal glue, is all wet and smells like a dead animal. So i just went outside looking for a dead rat maybe. Found lots of other garbage though. There was (they picked it up after) a pile of junk in the "no dumping" place, and the ninja who looks like Brian As_awa (a dead Japanese tenor) started his old 5 liter Dodge without going anywhere (that was for sale for a long time, for 2000 dollars) that has a broken exhaust and vibrated that junk when i passed by, the buildings, and the sharp insulation dust jumped on me and now i'm in big pain. Don't know how they painted me this time, but from my point of view, sounds like retaliation for what i just posted.
Seven years went under the bridge. Is it me or the giant se_quoia (red_wood) trees on Borland St. grew bigger? Question is, who planted them and when? Were they planted around the time when State of Oregon was born? Did they know back then? Those who want to see (a lot) more of those can go to Eureka, California.
7:02 Inflamația distruge colagenul din piele și/sau organele afectate iar organismul ia de unde poate, să mai repare. Remediul este bone broth (fiertură de oase), de vită (beef), nu găini (chicken).
7:41 I once read that shower is biggest negative ions generator (that react with positively charged dust), so i just let it run without curtain and bathroom door open for 10 minutes on cold water, pain went way down, now he started the Dodge again, but as i wrote this paragraph, he left.
7:59 Am făcut asta într-o doară. Seamănă ca două picături de apă (generatoare de ioni negativi), există și indiciul de nume destul de puternic (Irina, Mere) dar nu pot să-mi explic diferența la linia părului (înălțimea frunții). Poate unghiul mai înclinat decât în stânga, poate s-a ras puțin pentru vreun rol (nu am mai întâlnit). Atât mă duce mintea la ora asta, am niște dureri groaznice. Un lucru e sigur. Irina a fost mai întâi în SUA ca Patsy Cline.
8:16 Fan_teo_doseli? Mi-am aminti de o chestie. Câteodată, o țigară e doar o țigară, mai ales când vb de Arghezi, om de dreapta. Nu?
9:43 Haven'y look at UK news in a while (got so bored by the damn funerals) and tonight i'm mad, have to take it on someone...: (Leftover) charm offensive. Liz Truss refuses to rule... Meanwhile, Torii...
9:50 Panic attack. Weed for all! (not only in my coffee). Just in case.
12:10 Anybody knows what pizzicato is? It is a way of playing violin like a guitar, by picking chords with a nail, without using the bow. It is used a lot in Chinese and Japanese traditional music and one singer comes to mind... Rimi Natsukawa (not that i know so many), known to us all as Mariah Carey.
Synth pop era started triumphantly in Europe with Modern Talking and ended in the US with Madonna.
In the beginning, as the name clearly states, they were making heavy use of synthesizers and sequencers and stuff that just came on the scene from the labs and specialized companies. Monophonic, polyphonic, midi etc..
Though they were perfected over the years, a few types of sounds stayed to the end. They faded in the 90s and lately they were surpassed by the AI and only retro bands still use them. AI was much more insidious to the point we listen today to music made entirely by AI including voices and we don't even notice it.
Though heavily influenced by the same current in Japan, some of them included Japanese tunes that at times sound like the (what is the name of the three strings instrument she plays in the video above).
Very obvious in many of Madonna's song but i have the feeling that Dieter Bohlen synths imitated a lot the pizzicato sound and far East melodies especially the instrument in the video above though less obvious for the untrained ear (check again the intro here). And after him, the whole cohort.
But that doesn't mean we don't have pure rock music, spiced maybe with a Moog from the beginning of the synth era (yes she lives in a bubble and steals people ('s hearts)).
6:00 Another one... Cum lași site-urile alea, te duci să ștergi toate video-urile sau doar nu mai încarci? Și totuși cred că am văzut-o (ieri) undeva...
6:45 During the 2000s more evolved synths were used in a whole new genre called electronica, based entirely on those with the subgenre house that originated in... Romania (Why Vika Jigulina in this liveshow looks like Morticia from Adams family).
6:55 Which reminds me. Now i know, the glass balls represent the sun. My woman from Tokyo? BTW, wanted to say this for several days now and keep forgetting. Is the Mercedes logo a solar symbol and Benz stands for Benzaiten? CDs?
1:10 Newsworthy (There's someone in my head and it's not me). A team of 3 female journalists from Business Insider chose to let the whole world know that NYC mayor killed gassed rats on a whole street in New York. But one newyorker begs to differ in a comment titled "It is not new" (second best in the list) in the original article from "Gothamist" (can't share the comment or link in text).
In one of the pictures is shown an obvious German looking guy pumping whatever in the ground next to a BMW parked on the street.
The reason i resent is it comes after my complaints of gasoline smell, some coming from obvious puddles on the ground, burnt vegetable oil smell after me doing fries yesterday, that i can still feel it as i write now. The symbolism. The main picture in the article shows a rat and a woman that looks like taken from a tiktok twerking post.
1:45 But i bet nobody from Business Insider is going to explain people the "flat high" of the stock market today (official explanation, no FED hiking rates expected) and always under the rising Sun which is bad news for inflation, flat high that comes with a 2.55% hike rate in oil prices.
3:43 Though i was violently sick yesterday, after eating and drinking crazy things for about a month, finally all these got to my guts with a bile and intestinal blockage and ER level pain, but i don't think i'm gonna die right away.
I did not go to ER as pain seemed intermittent. (I think) i cured myself with omeprazole, glasses of water with backing soda, meditating, eating small amounts of bland food and sleeping in my pod (a sleeping bad made of industrial type 99% reflecting insulation). And of course washing my stinking comforter of which i completely forgot lately.
Also today after i figured i was chocking because of the mold smell, went outside and picked about 100 lbs of rotting leaves "forgotten" by the landscapers yesterday that were covering the wet soil after rain and smelling like outdoor mold.
3:51 Ideal for patching holes in the floor of heaven. Color is close to your ceiling paint (indistinguishable). Mix small amounts with water to the consistency of putty (you know how) and push immediately with a suitable size Philips screwdriver in each hole, several times, then wipe the excess. Can use a slightly bigger screwdriver if you can't find the right size. Should take about 5 to 10 minutes for a hole.
When using slightly bigger screwdrivers and that is most of the time, do not push the screwriver all the way through, cause it is so much easier to fill having a narrowing at the other end.
Do not use ready made mud or any store mix cause it shrinks upon curing leaving the hole visible and having to repeat the procedure.
To find holes, use a dental probe in suspected areas. Sometimes older holes are covered over the years by layers of paint that cracked and are not obvious.
The resulting patch using the material linked above is harder and made of the same material as the drywall itself and also fuses with it so it can be used for bigger holes up to a few inches diameter with a piece of cardboard on the other side kept in place with strings or wires.
There are numerous, clumsier and less effective ways to do it.
Another big source of dust in your apartment is your breakers box, which is as big as all plugs combined. To seal the space around it you need either plaster or clear removable silicone which does not work well on drywall.
Also check the space around door frames, AC vents, in wall heaters. In wall heaters actually have holes in the box that allow "air" from inside wall to be sucked and pushed into the room. They also burn household and wall dust, like bar space heaters. Bar space heaters create an air flow that also sucks and burn dust from inside the wall through the floor to wall space.
It is controversial if to seal the space between walls and floor. Dust is usually heavier than air and does not climb except for the invisible, statically charged dust which may result from prolonged vibrations which flies in your rooms like crazy for hours (if you don't have an ionizer). (Any dust that passes through a fan like of the fridge becomes electrically charged). If air does not penetrate the space in the wall, it becomes even stinkier usually with sulfur dioxide. Use your rich imagination if or what to put in there.
(We'll talk after you're done with your home work).
10:02 Today's smoke comes from yet another fire that's right in wind's direction that apparently started after last rain? Or maybe the wind shifted, can't remember how it was yesterday. Found a site where you can find historical data for precipitations in different Oregon areas, it rained half inch in the area with the fire yesterday. More rain to come tomorrow.
The smoke doesn't help me. From lungs it eliminates in esophagus and then in the stomach (our own body filtration system, all dust and smoke particles we breath end up in your guts for elimination).
12:00 First i thought i heard someone climbing the stairs, after "he came home", but the sound continued beyond stairs length until i went and opened the door... I did not meet with anyone here tonight or anywhere else, ever, since i came in this country in 1995. I also figured another reason for the big work at the sewer...
If someone who can red this is ever invited here, they must know i will never invite anybody and should not come. And this is not a fake disclaimer.
10:22 About ten minutes ago i finished filling a couple of mole holes with concrete mix. Oven cleaner would have been better but i don't have any left. Prior to that, the march upstairs and the smoke that filled the apartment.
Talking about smoke. We went yesterday to a thermal pool here in Oregon called Belknap. Hot mineral water with sulfur and stuff however it's 150 miles away and they only let you stay in the water for one hour which was enough cause i could not bear my own weight after i got out like astronauts when they land on Earth after one year in space.
While driving there, i saw what i thought it was small garden like organized fires everywhere on the mountains. Smoke was filling the air big time. I think it had a component that got to my head.
When i came back a guy with a white BMW tried intentionally to first push me from behind, made me pass a couple of cars hoping he is going to live me alone, then when he passed my he literally tried to push me off the road or at least on the shoulder. I tried to sprinkle and use wipers and took another picture but it did not come better and i think it was because of the smoke.
Then at 7 feathers. I think people inside smoke stuff other than tobacco and nobody seemed to care. I was like floating on clouds but so tired from the bath and lack of sleep and 300 miles driving i went in the car and slept for about 20 minutes. I was so high when the live band played the theme from the Pink Panther (not so sure about that even right now) i thought it was from the Saint.
However i thought i saw someone there. Actually a couple of people. Maybe earlier at the pool when she kept talking nonsense ft away from me like the woman at Apt.4. But she was full of tattoos.
There was a boy in the casino who looked under 21, the age limit required in Oregon and at a certain moment i saw him playing at a table, with a dealer.
Later when i left i went to the restroom near the exit near the hotel and all partitions were occupied and i saw another restroom that i didn't know about, where probably few people get in and in the next partition there was a person with big red shoes, the kinda new oversize ones, seen from under the panels but he wasn't moving.
He (or the shoes) weren't moving for the 15 minutes i stayed in there and i was getting ready to go call security or something when a tall guy came in, enter in the room i just left and then i saw shadows moving next to the red shoes and i calmed down but later regretted it cause i think the shadows may have been created by the guy who just entered by extending his hands over the panels.
On my way back i was more like guessing the road. Then i think after Eugene the yellow lines of the highway were newer.
Opened the back door, smoke still comming in here, and some guy is coughing, ostensibly.
11:13 500 miles in 15 hours. Can't believe i made it home in one piece. Same mpg anomaly, 44 while driving south, 40 back north.
10:20 I forgot what i wanted to say. Basically after an hour or so of stomping it looks like they might be leaving but not sure. Yes they are. Yeah i heard the truck's door slam. One door only. Could not read the news or post or anything. Iddling the huge diesel engine for more than a few minutes now.
10:30 No matter how much i wanted i could never take a picture of a revert bow in black clothes. Last night i was sitting in the car at Spirit Mountain. I first wanted a drink but security came and the young woman started to stare at me.
I think i counted like 5 different times they came including once parking righ next to me. Probably ready to call the "cops" (tribal police) on me.
So i was just sitting here watching the scenes unfolding. Big trailers with animal boxes on top parked on 3 spots. Boats. Cars comming around, almost touching me. And then the Aryan woman with the white BMW. Old, quite attractive with a theatrical vengeful look when facing me. My camera was set on -.7 on exp comp so the image came dark (it was late almost evening anyways). She came and started bending, dressing, whatever, for like 10 minutes and i had a chance to take a picture (and Security popped again right after).
Last night at 2:30 it hit me. With a bit of nose congestion, 2 liters of diet soda (with caffeine) in last 12 hours and stomach gas. Had really bad, continuous palpitations. Was overventilating trying to compensate a moment of heart failure. Then i fell asleep and in an hour or so Angela awoke me to shut the door (block it with a piece of wood that is). Then i slept 4 more hours and now i'm ok, heart and diaphragm wise. Who the h...l gave the contraceptive medical device such a name though?
But until then. At this big bro guy got in front of me and at every stop water would come out of it. Because being that tall, i could not see the stop lights at the red light camera at TS hwy and 99. After i passed the intersection with an excruciating 10 mph (Friday at 5 PM) i saw a flash coming from the left but must likely from a windshield or car window reflecting the Sun. However it got me thinking for the next half hour or so. Yeah i know the camera focused on the edge of my dashboard.
On Dundee variant. There was this trailer head with a guy in shorts and no shirt and a lever in his hand, blocking the lane in a non passing area. Yeah i know there was enough room for him to completely pull off the lane and he was most likely a professional driver. One of the reasons i pulled myself to take the picture. But the main reason was to prove the cascade of events.
After. Got stuck for miles behind a concrete pouring vehicle, dirty, possibly releasing irritant concrete dust.
Incident after incident, one every mile, can't recall them all right now and don't have the time.
Which reminds me... I think they are building some sort of temple with concrete columns right behind the complex, next to where i live.
12:25 PM Yeah i know yesterday i wanted so badly to post about this tomorrow that is today. Then they picked the idea (from my moving tongue probably) and posted it themselves.
That day when i had a verbal exchange with a Japanese guy inside Chinook Winds i was followed in the parking lot by two security guards and one of them told me that if i called the Police i would be arrested and then that i was "basically on a foreign territory" and i think he was talking about the treaties the tribes of western Oregon made with the United States not so long ago. And i asked, what, is that Japan?
This is a contradiction because though some reservations have their own tribal Police, there is no other police in Lincoln City than local City Police. That is because the local "reservation" is not much bigger than the casino and the parking lot and the golf course.
They could not call the Police cause they had no reason to. However, he was trying to bully me. Later i figured the man was Mălaimare jr, "the Romanian guy with an Oscar". That gave him enough moral authority and immunity to do what he did.
The idea they picked from me is very simple. They have too many cameras inside the casinos for the stated (security) purpose. I once read that Spirit Mountain had over 1000 cameras mostly on he ceiling for approx 1500 slot machines (maximum 3000 occupants), but now that information is gone. (In fact AI adapts so quickly these days that a google answer would change from minute to minute). But then i found out today they have cameras built in the slot machines themselves. Why?
What gets me really mad and frustrated is the slots in casinos i went to (and i went to all of them in the State of Oregon) and also to many others in the State of Washington, California and Nevada in the last 9 years , do not fit in the definition of gambling,
Yeah i know some mathematicians even say it is not possible to generate random numbers using software algorithms on computer processors (yeah, how, but there are special chips that can be installed next to the main processor that can) but i think those pseudo-random numbers generated by the known software algorithms are pretty close (or good enough).
No. The problem is they are not random at all. They watch you, now from inside the slot machine, they evaluate the expression on your face and calculate every hand and they give you bad hands when you're in a good mood and ready to loose and a hand very close to winning or a winning one when they determine you are about to stop playing.
Trouble is the general public of which most don't go to casinos think "let the wicked who go to casinos die by their own hand". But i came to realize that general public inside the US don't care if laws are (widely, grossly, systematically) broken, even by authorities, except if concerns selves and not even then if it's in their advantage.
Does this fit the definition of asocial behavior?
4:20 Their main tool in controlling the world and the reason they have been so successful is figuring out and satisfying fools' deepest secret desires and those (they think) are always in the sexual area.
7:15 But in the insanely poor Russia there was a desire deeper than sexual. Killing of the rich (mostly land owners) by the serfs. Or in overworked Germany. Gassing of the Jews. Or in the overbored late US. Live torturing of the Jews, dictators, vampires and aliens.
7:45 Yeah i started the recorder and she stopped instantly.
Is what they testify in the video above, the base of later entertainment in Tesla era (actually i think she said it in the video, Yoshiwara, (has a wa) established 1617, at the very beginning of Edo (Tokyo, Tokugawa period), was for Japan what it is Hollywood for the US today.
8:05 Went and jacked the car, have to put the clamp from underneath. Thinking incredibly how tired makes me driving with a coolant leak.
And within one minute they started to pour. The Spanish looking woman with a baby in her arms from building D. Behind her her husband (every time a diffferent actor) staring at me. 5 persons withing one minute, the were ready for action.
9:30 While i was under the car. I put the clamp around the pipe and tightened it by hand and went searching for tools, trying to figure out a way to tighten it in that narrow space. A dog kept barking all the time, driving me nuts. It still does. Two poops, one in the dumpster, one on the red dust were smelling nauseating me.
Then she came. The mystery woman shone her bright lights exactly on my car while i went for the poops. I lowered the jack and took all my tools and went inside, pissed off. But most importantly i forgot the big plyers with a big rubber band around the handles that were still keeping the spring clamp open from above while i tried to push the hose from under, then realign the clamp to make room for the new one.
About half hour later i remembered and went and took those pliers off. Would have stayed there all night. But when the car is cold, there is no pressure inside the coolant pipes and the coolant is cold and there was no noticeable smell, especially with the poops and everything.
When i went for the poops i saw moving around, searching for an address, a Domino Pizza car and made a connection. I always believed their pizza (like all American pizze) is round like a Sun and Domino comes from Dominicans. When i went to Italy, in Rome i saw pizza mostly square (al taglio).
Wait a minute. Half of Domino pizza logo can be a reversed Japanese flag. Amazing, they were no squeaks and stomps upstairs while that dog was barking. As i said in the past, they never mix nuisances. Got to take a one or two charcoal caps. This time i got the real one, could not return the bad bottle to Amazzo (15 bucks).
10:15 She was (one of) the doubles of Kelly Clarkson at apt.9 in Lake Oswego (we were at 10) and he was the messy young guy at Apt 2 (two floors below ours). "He was smoking" American Spirit inside and was never cleaning and many times knocking (once every 20 seconds) on walls. One time i saw a "occasional girlfriend" picking 10 big black sacs with garbage from his apartment.
He calls himself the last true ninja master of Japan though in the history books it says ninja disappeared 20 years before of the final battle of Sekigahara before Japan unification and Edo peace period. In the video he says ninja flag is the same as Japanese flag but it's all on black. At that time in Lake Oswego at the end of A street on the shore of the river there was a ninjutsu dojo.
Ninja existed long before (900 years, documented only) what we know today as Japan (Nippon in their language). I suspect it was the ninja that unified and took control of Japan through the Tokugawa fake dynasty of shoguns.
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.
