October 9

6:19 On my way to Warm Springs, i was messing with the buttons trying to set cruise control and i ran into a screen that was showing tire pressure separately on each tire. Most were around 30, right rear was 48. I stopped at Brightwood and fixed the tire pressure. There was a bit of change in driveability but not much. Here at Indian Head casino, there was a place ready for us with a green truck next to us that started a modified exhaust that shook all the dust in the rental for about 10 minutes while Angela was eating. Really worried about the truck in the shop, thinking about timing when it broke, going in with a cracked radiator and without a working starter. I never ran out of coolant. 7:44 Slept 5 hours last night, a bit dizzy after driving for 2 hours and searching for cars for another one. Here they came at this Diesel truck at my right (where the other noisy one was an hour ago) idling for more than 15 minutes now. It's not the noise, i can feel the vibration in my body. There is a bit of exhaust too. Yes i started the car two or three times because of battery warning and it's only ethical they can do the same. Then another diesel came at my left and they were also eating inside with engine on. So i went inside to the restroom, realized i forgot my phone of course because of being a bit nervous when i left and when i came back i went by mistake to another car also with WA LPN though tan, on the other side of the diesel (just stopped) and tried to open it. After i pressed on the remote a couple of times, i even tried the door. Trouble is, i opened my car in that moment that was on the other side of the diesel so for a few seconds, somebody could have entered it, access my laptop, etc.. Now the man went inside, haven't had a chance to see his face. Ingannare or doubling, a huge diesel towing truck (Princess Towing, figure) making about the same noise just came and hit the bumps. Yes it feels every move i make is followed or waited for with everybody in here being on the same team of actors, directed in real time by AI. The good question of course is why i came here tonight. There was yet another party with food giveaway at the Stoneridge park in sight from my window, with people going in and out and passing by our door, for one.

Just saw the driver of the diesel truck. He poses as Native American, with his gray pony tail and stuff. How many like him in Hollywood and/or in Budapest?

7:58 Another huge exhaust started. No i didn't have time and intention to write how much harassment there's been on my way here (a prolonged vroooom from the guy who left, to be heard for miles).

8:03 Two more just passed.

8:09 Princess Towing is back, apparently searching for something.

8:13 Another vrooom.

8:16 And another one.

9:24/7:24 Ingannare, sunt sigur că unul (cel mai mic) ar fi căzut în Japonia iar celălalt în Ungaria, noroc de Mask(le) care ne apără planeta, s-a născut, a crescut, s-a îmbogățit și acum face rachete și mașini, ce ne făceam fără el?

11:23 I carry an old magneto-electric/diode microwave detector with me (built by me, a similar one was selling for 7 bucks at Fry's, many years ago they don't make them anymore, they are as reliable as simple). Every time i don't use it (keep it on top of keyboard) i get pains in my belly and hands when i use the laptop like right now on the steering wheel. Unpowered, the needle moves by example only by the emitting power of my phone. At home it moves when i use wi-fi on the laptop, not here, though their wi-fi is at least 100 ft away, i'm in the parking lot, no LTE or 3G on my phone. Though i had it, forgot about and it fell under the laptop. Then all around my laptop started to hurt, went inside, kinda mad. Next to the poker machine where i usually play here they were three or four super sexy b...s yelling like hell in Spanish so everybody in the casino can hear them. As i moved away, one of them came with me and went to stay in line at the cashiers to cash a ticket as i passed by. Haven't seen their faces, i'm too worried about my truck and buying a car. Went further away, there was this guy with a big belly laughing next to me. I spent my 20 dollars and went back in the car to read news and have a drink. Next to me the same guy with the diesel started to idle, for at least 5 minutes now. Though all doors and windows are closed and fans are not working, some exhaust comes in because of again, vibration.

September 19

Last night i went to Spirit Mountain. Was so tired i slept one hour in the truck. Battery connectors where loose, i tightened them when i left. Finally figured the squeak at the left wheel when backing up from the spot here at the apartment. I think the same bolt from the control arm is loose again. When i came back with the heavy rain and cheap tires (by the brand Venezia) i had trouble keeping the truck on the road, in some areas had to slow at 35.

4:29 Nici o fraudă în plus față de cele obișnuite. Singura chestie e că se cheamă cițy și are 3 milioane de asigurați (chiar m-am mirat dintotdeauna de ce pe Câțu îl cheamă de fapt Cîțu). Ca să mai uitați de autostrăzi și buget. Am mai spus și repet. Ăștia, ca să vă fure banii și pe dvs. cu totul, mai întâi vă fură mințile, subliminal. Asta e răsplata pentru Tiranon și faptul că românii s-au băgat în Ungaria în 1944. (Simbolic, fiindcă sovieții au fost cu greul). Sârbii au luat-o pe cocoașă din același motiv, Iugoslavia nu mai este, Cehoslovacia nu mai este, etc. iar românii au fost forțați să plece din motive economice. (click cu roata mouse-ului ca să măriți imaginea).

5:25 Just went and cleaned some wet bread crumbles from the stairs upstairs, being afraid of mold. But i did it with a painting brush, that was still smelling like paint. Now i'm paranoid about what if they saw me (no doubt about it) and say i wanted to make the stairs slippery for whoever.

11:02 I was searching for someone key to the whole story and one of the last pieces of puzzle in Romania, thinking i beat the moles with two mole chasers, modified to use two batteries only when an exhaust started. The vibration, within minutes, filled the place with a weird smell, though i am surrounded by three filters. I went outside and found, among others, a full can of beer blue lite that was slightly cracked, a used green bag from bottle drop returns, like someone grabbed after counting from there, other debris, mold starters on the red mulch, a one inch deep hole next to alleys that i don't believe belongs to moles, where most likely someone from a passing car stuck burning material by a ninja burning recipe. I tried to cover the whole but someone was passing. That stuff will burn inside ground for hours.

12:06 Dragged Angela (Sunday morning, really hard to convince her, especially under influence of that smoke) in the park to escape the peak. One my way there, a Tualatin Valley fire SUV with flashing lights and siren made me pull over (ingannare). Did not clear completely my mind with that walk in the park. When we got back while driving i saw the hood of my truck was popped. Impossible to have driven it like that all the way to and from Spirit Mountain last night or even this morning without seeing. That distraction alone together with the smoke (that was different now) was enough to make me forget check the sign at the door. Now Angela is trying to kill the aphids on the plant spraying cold water from the fridge. A kid is screaming in the backyard and alley. When i backed up from the spot and veered i heard the squeak again on the right side. Got to get under truck to torque that bolt. Got to find the torque spec for the battery connectors that keep getting loose. But now my biggest priority is to find that guy. And i think i found him but don't have good pictures. But i think i just might have found by chance somebody else (to check later). But i'm absent minded, thinking at one million other things while browsing faces.

1:34 I figured where the smoke was coming lately. The holes that i dug myself for the solar buzzers, which they removed. I was reluctant to cover those after i installed the new completely buried versions, since they were so hard to dig. I noticed the one they left, at the bedroom window, was very loose in its initially very tight hole.

Also. Went under the truck and was lucky to have a 21 mm socket which i used with three extenders to torque the bolt for the left control arm (bolt is easier to reach than nut). Specs seem to be in the 80s ft lbs, i put my short torque wrench to max which is 80, the extensions themselves gave up one quart of a turn, i think i did torque some but the wrench didn't click. I was also impaired by the smoke and embarrassed by that kid who was staring at me while small jets were flying very low above.

They played the same old trick like they do in this situation. They brought a small green pickup with the bed in the door of the first garage, with the cabin close to my truck, having a kid on the passenger side. Decided earlier to leave because of smoke which may be subsiding later today, but still got to figure the size of a socket for the nut for the other bolt, could be 19 or 17, so i try to torque that one too.

2:33 Smoke have subsided but we're about to leave. Just remembered something. Last night at the Liquor Store at the Market something in Grande Ronde the guy tapped my card 3-4 times and inserted it a couple more. The sell kratom there. At the counter, talking for minutes, a drunk guy with a mask who asked all kinda stuff and kept there like 10 minutes while in store entered a woman with two kids all weirdly dressed. The drunk's guy voice seem Tom Cruise's.

Whipping Pillars of George Brown's Ferry Park

There are some horrors that  happened in the US the rest of the world won't believe. Americans don't know or only care for their Nintendo boxes. One of them is whipping at the pillar. Believe it or not they had whipping businesses. Plantations owners who didn't have the time or didn't want to bother emotionally would send the slaves for a nine and thirty. 39 times whipped on their back meant they could not sleep on their back or at all for weeks. Some of them had their backs like pine barks sort of like my duodenum at an X-ray in Romania in 2004. Breaking a slave had its advantages. It was cheaper then killing him because of cost of replacement and it would probably have made a good example for others.

But did that become history. Hardly. Every time i go in the park i get to see some of these. First one shows something like palm prints on it.

On second picture here also taken today in the park, water striders suggesting one hugging the pillar next to statues of ducks from Oregon Ducks which are green. Observation board on the right with holes suggest restraining boards with holes for head and hands also used for whipping (no one ever uses it cause the street is like 30 ft away and a car passes every minute).

Here the location of the pillar on google maps.

Today they switched to different methods. Noting i won't bow to them (coming from ex-communist Romania missing notion and habit) they applied to me (and still do) the current breaking-in technics. Some of them involved walking on top of you inducing and inducing sleep deprivation. The don't come themselves, and similarly to how slave owners sent the slaves to be whipped at specialized firms, they force others to do it with provided sophisticated cover ups.

And this. Bragging with suggestive whipping pillars in the park!

Literally throwing s... at you. Pumping smoke dope in the building and blaming it on you. Endless noisy repairs (sample from today) carefully synchronized (here, every year, several months after nothing being done in decades, like roof, asphalt, now siding) and reminders in the park. Endless framing and casting doubts and suspicion. Prying into private life every minute, 24/7. Nevermind the costs, they give an example for others. Picture taken on March 21 this year. Many others followed.

Unnecessary surgeries. Bogus medical care with actors instead of doctors. No Police or other law enforcement.

Nothing changed. Or it became sophisticated and harder to prove. And they get reinforcements from over the ocean. Or speculators or influencers or helpers that push them to go further with it or simply exploit a historic habit. Here a portable toilet installed by Sage Construction this weekend.

Francesco i Jesus. They were these Latinos with a green truck who had a gardening business called Francesco i Jesus. For one and a half years until i spoke with them (and recorded the call) they started their broken exhaust truck every day @8 AM for 15-20 minutes until they were driving me crazy. Dust was falling from roofs. The garages had a one inch thick dust buns on about 1/3 of the surface until i dusted them. There was a break period of several month then another one year and a half the same with the Purple Dodge but this one was random several times a day with more minutes.

And yes the US prospered over the rest of the world, prompted me to come here. First at the expense of slave labor and almost infinite resources. But they payed the price. Who knows how many millions in endless Asian wars. Nowadays everything still functions on Asian power. Anybody can figure why?

After 22 years in Oregon i finally went to see Mary Hill museum. When returning from a longer trip. Only to see this.

Shortly after i moved to Lake Oswego in February 2019 saw some counting cables across the streets. After i saw the news the chief of Police died the day before his retirement.

Countless cars passing on the street in next five years. Normally a very little circulated backstreet on top of Mount Sylvania, they were coming like one every 30 seconds. As a result the building was continually shook and asfphalt dust from roof, other goodies falling inside. My guess is it was t he COS protesting because the freeway built in their gold base. My guess is this song and others in that time were done after this story.

July 25

12:20 Got an appointment for a tooth extraction.

12:55 Got nauseated after i ate. Went outside and smelled a dog poop in the back, probably in front of the other balcony, where dogs are living. Went at the truck, nauseated. But my truck wouldn't start though it worked perfectly last time so i lost my appointment. Looks like it's the fuel pump that was replaced relatively recently though i was hearing the pump hissing. I panicked and didn't listen for the regulator hissing though i could hear the pump. Tried and swapped the fuel pump relay with another one with no success. Sounds like another of their doubling schemes cause i just wrote something similar in another post. Came back inside, moved the appointment for tomorrow.

I grabbed a tool that in the end proved useless. I went outside, saw the white bearded guy who was doing his round. Took the picture with the bottles at 1:01. Went at the truck, opened the hood with the pliers (handle is broken), touched the inspection valve of the fuel rail with the car key and a few drops of gas came out (earlier i swapped the relay with another one). Fuel pump regulator came to mind (though i replaced that one myself again a few years ago). I went and turned the key and listened and the fuel pump was hissing. Fuel pump regulator was hissing too though kinda pulsating (like maybe having air bubbles from being emptied). I removed the key from ignition and waited for the bearded guy to pass.

One older Japanese guy who from a distance seemed like a teen came and passed between cars. Waited for him to pass too to test the fuel pressure again (empirically), by opening the line with the car key which i did when nobody was around. Drops of gas climbed 4 inches high. Went and tried and truck started. At 1:10 pulled the phone and tried to call the office a couple of times with no success. Left the truck with engine on and came back to grab other shoes, but couldn't get in cause i didn't have the keys.

Drove over there. I barely squeezed when i merged on the freeway, while the traffic on that lane suddenly stopped, forcing me to brake very close to the grey car in front, worrying if i'm not going to get hit from behind. Was thinking about changing the lane when i saw a few big trucks some with chrome bumpers zooming at high speed. Finally changed lanes and looked. The guy at the wheel of that small metallic gray car with a black beard and a yellow shawl around his head, oriental style, who wouldn't move his head, looked either very sick, dying or already dead. It is not the first time when i thought i saw dead guys at the wheel of probably retrofitted self-driving or remote controlled cars. Thinking what would have happened if i hit that car.

Got there at 1:30. I saw a couple of Japanese guys covering the windows for the offices in the building, like preparing to paint, with dental office windows already covered. Yesterday or earlier today remembered for how many years i was watching the planes in the sky from the office while sitting on that chair. I wanted to call but changed my mind. I think i checked the phone for time but not sure. Came back home, was in line at the red light camera, 5th or 6th but can't remember if i looked when i passed. I looked behind a few seconds later after taking the corner and the light was still green which was odd.

I can still hear the crows or ravens that were cawing all morning, very loudly. Could it be they are attracted by my diabetes smell, hypnotizing or entraining my breath or brain, putting me in a light trance, thinking maybe instinctively hurrying my soul on the other world so they can feed on my body?

5:24 While i finished cooking dinner, some kids first stated to yell like crazies and now are crying in the distance. No, yelling again. No, crying.

11:50 Scorpene-le franțuzești (care sunt de 4 or mai scurte).

December 16

7:53 Living with the ninja, in ninjaland. As i said, they blew dust yesterday. Though i wiped clean the deck, the sill, area above door, dust was still present inside this morning. Unlike yesterday, not much smoke. At 1 AM i plugged with soil mixed with cement two more "mole holes" before i went to sleep. My esophagus was hurting so i took some tea, coconut oil. As i was nauseated (from using the car yesterday, still stinks a bit like rotting bone meal, dog pooh), went for a breath of fresh air, around 6:30.  Also to pick the clamps from the locker. Working again at a catch can, this time won't take that long because i accumulated some expertise. Many "people" (read ninja) around here freshly started their cars in the alley, so i took the upper alley, where a guy was working at a car and started his didgeridoo right after i passed, waking up everybody who was not. I crossed the street, climbed the stairs at the hospital. Many cars coming at that hour. I walked a bit and came back, took the clamps from the locker. Inside i realized the clamps are not good. I just reordered the old ones but i forgot they came then by mistake two sizes smaller, however it was that mistake that allowed those to work. So i looked to return those and get a different size, however delivery date was now changed from next day to one month from now. The guy upstairs started to squeak  on my brain waves so i washed the towel i used last night and put it back wet on top of the filter, while washer would cover the noise of my thoughts. Ate half of ripe avocado to lube my irritated esophagus, made some broccoli (steam boiled with a bit of water on bottom of the ceramic pot for 5 minutes), eat with a bit of chicken and garlic, while eating i opened the door and there was this guy with a green truck in front of building D hitting the truck with something, making a big noise. That noise and irritation at my esophagus from dust, nausea, triggered a dysphagia episode. Felt like i was so full i could never eat again, though still hungry. I siped some tea, painfully, the food went down after about 10 attempts. Had the courage to finish eating.

Any other type of clamps failed. But i remember now, even these wouldn't work (hose would start to leak) unless i added a bit of JB Weld steel reinforced adhesive on the screw to prevent it from unscrewing "by itself". Maybe i should go back to regular clamps and use adhesive from the start.

Alexa Crush and the Three Little Racoons.

Ok i don't know if i'm going to finish this tonight. Last nigh i was tired and dehydrated by drinking and then i crashed and waked up in the middle of the night and got really pissed when i remembered what happened. My face feels like it's swelling though it's not. Hands too. Didn't take antibiotics in three days but got some liver problems now. I think after i been too close again to the sewer behind Chinook Winds.

It is not a secret i have been in the recent past obsessed with an Tik Tok influencer that goes by the name Alexa Crush. Lately i started to believe she is the Hungarian actress Nikolett Krajcsi, a mother of three but not so sure anymore, mostly because of height of which i'm not sure. But can't rule out either, because of name and face resemblance.

She once had a number of posts on Tik Tok dressed as a green fairy that made me buy some absinthe essence online and translate a poem from Baudelaire for her.

In my imagination there was some sort of dialog between us. She was posting on Tik Tok and i on my blog. Didn't care if some of her posts were a bit off with clothing and stuff. But then i became pissed when she started to post about her being protector of dogs. Cause i started to really hate those, for obvious reasons. So i quit following her and soon she stopped posting on all platforms.

From a post on my main blog i referenced numerous times. There was in building D closest entrance from us a Chinese or Japanese woman who was posing as my friend. One night i drove with my truck to Spirit Mountain and she tried to stop me by literally getting in my way a couple of times. When i came back, a cop stopped me in Newberg because the sticker in my rear plate number was missing.

She was driving a small Dodge SUV. One night some guy whom i seen here before (or his truck) but not sure, i think he was a taller guy first, backed up in her SUV, pushed the SUV in the building and ruined the stairwell. Was that the moment of crash or crush? It is odd the guy did not get arrested or anything. That was reckless.

But lately he became shorter and i thought i recognized him as being the husband of... Nilolett the actress, link above. But never saw him at what apartment he goes.

After the crash, the Chinese woman moved with her SUV and in her place came a woman that many times lately i thought it was Alexa Crush herself. However she was certainly looking like Nikolett. (Found out lately, by chance).

But when i looked to her family pictures, i thought i recognized the little girl (age adjusted) who was acting like possessed by the dog kami and acting accordingly that after i wrote about, she was gone.

At that moment i believed Alexa Crush was the Japanese actress Michi Nishijima and i think she did appear during that trip on Lake Tahoe.

One night, last spring, she was walking her dog and she said hi to me. Though i answered, did not want to talk to her further as i thought she wanted. Not knowing who she really was, did not want to complicate my life here at the complex.

But then i saw a woman one night at Spirit Mountain sitting in a corner and doing whatever while the orchestra man on the podium was playing Ode to the Joy. (The weekend of August 18).

It was that night when i started to have doubts Alexa Crush was not Michi Nishijima. Came home, did some more searches and i found for the first time Nikolett. In the next couple of days i did a match (August 22), i forgot to put one of the links that proves it was her (though the name was there, but not clickable), told myself i would keep it in mind, searching for a confirmation, and then i forgot.

But after that i started to look more careful at her. When she was coming home at night in her car she was playing loud music so i knew when she came. At times i was going outside, but i figured she never looked at me because i did not want to talk to her that night. Most of the time i was looking that way she had the door opened and all kinda decorations inside and outside the apartment.

Some of those were "on theme" with what happened to me daily.

Sunday at Road's End came a woman in a green beetle (the green bug) and did a routine in front of us. She then climbed down at the beach. The walk was similar to the red headed woman's (Nikolett), but the hair was dark brown.

Tonight i was drunk and smoking and she went to the mailboxes, passing on the other side of the alley, looking scared (a long white face). Then she turned her head towards me and i said hi and she did not answer. Then at the mailboxes she turned her head, looked at me and then started to browse the phone.

Being here for one year, she must have seen me here about a thousand times, especially when i was going to the bins to knot the bags. She knew i lived here and she saw me smoking many times before but never looked scared or turned her head towards me.

Then she came back on my side of the alley and did not look scared anymore. I said hi again and i apologized for not talking to her that night six month ago. She asked me how my day was going (like she knew me for a longtime) and walked towards me, looking concerned. Being drunk, i started to talk too much and told her how sick i was in the last 4 months and took antibiotics and stuff. Them she said i should have tried garlic.

I was next to the car and she was in the alley. But because of the slope, i was way above her so i stepped closer to be on a similar height. I also tried to take a closer look though it was pretty dark. But now i was kinda in her way to getting back to her apartment.

She said "i'm used to" and "everybody is taller than me" and "i have to climb on my counters" whatever that means and indeed she looked very short or about how Alexa Crush should be. I told her she was ok which she was. Tiny body shape and everything just like Alexa.

And then she started to kinda smile and relax and her face turned cute and we talked for a while. She said how nice is the weather tonight and i told her i am happy is colder because i don't feel the smell of poops that much and i showed her my frustration towards the people who throw bags open in the bins.

The she said the word raccoon and i remembered that night when i last saw her, a few days ago, me going to the  N bin N with the trash at 9:30 PM (now it seems odd i never saw her taking the trash or checking the mail) and seeing the three little raccoons with their mother, one of them climbing the bin and stuff. I said to her "a family, a mother with three..." and she took over "babies" and i said "they were more like grown ups...".

During the last minute of our conversation i saw a guy approaching from behind, but he turned right and went and stood on the other side of the alley by some TV box, behind cars. I thought he was Asian or Mexican.

Then she said "You know what? i need to go inside to get my dog and take it for a walk" and i was looking at her in disbelief, how abruptly she wanted to leave the conversation, all of a sudden when she saw that guy. Then she went to him, he seemed like a friend, they talked for a second and she went inside. Didn't give me a chance to introduce myself or anything.

Then in a minute or so the woman from upstairs came home in her Element and did not want to face her and did not want to go with whatever her name was to walk her dog either so i went inside.

There are many other things i remember about her but i'm too tired and need to go to sleep. That night when she showed at Indian Head with Toto Cutugno, one day or after he died. Here in the park the day before she posted this. Ok one more thing; could this possibly have to do anything with a post i wrote 4 years ago?

My post is dated June 2020 (select the white space between title and text). Ok her main video i fell in love with is Published on September 20, 2020. Posing like a girl from California. She got teenage stories from the US on Tik Tok.

They totally knew my taste and categories and stuff. So it was a revenge for what i said. So it is not like they don't care about anything.

And one more. Monday about a week ago i went the first time to Quest Diagnostics in Beaverton, inside Safeway on Tealc St.. Drove with Angela, wanted to go do a TDAP test  (Tetanus Diphtheria Pertussis) as a walk in.

The short woman came at 3:10 and put a yellow sticker next to the scanner saying "no walk ins after 3" and i think i was there before. Really frustrating. Then i could do the reservation online, in the same place, on a cancelation but that is another story.

Angela remained inside the store to buy some stuff, i wanted to get in the car and walked the alley when i heard a Sherriff's SUV making a big noise with the siren next on Murray, zigzagging among cars but i had this feeling and looked behind and there was this probably electric SUV making no noise, coming pretty fast for a parking lot, on a collision trajectory with my person.

I stepped aside, he did not slow down, blink or moved his head, holding his head like a robot, he went around the parking lot like he lost direction until i did not look no more. When he passed me first i looked at him and thought i recognized Nikolett's husband with no beard though. In that moment i had the feeling he would have ran me over.

No the result from last Wednesday test did not come back yet. 3 hours to write this post.

October 7

1:53 Just remembered something. When i walked over 2 miles to pick the car that i rented at Enterprise rent a car location, so i can have something to drive Angela at work while my truck is in the shop for alternator, possibly radiator, at @3:30 yesterday, i was on the right side of Tualatin Sherwood heading for the green light button and when i was exactly at the corner a big empty trailer took a right turn from Tualatin Sherwood to Teton kinda fast and his rear wheels briefly climbed, about one foot on the sidewalk, feet away from me, but now i know the lesson, i only walk on the outer side of the sidewalk. Until i brought camera app on my phone it was gone. Noise disturbances? A guy whith a big base in the trunk just drove by.

2:20 A modified exhaust.

2:52 Ran into a face that could again have been the cop last night.

3:20 Wouldn't have find her if i didn't look at this guy first... Tomorrow i will try a match, i'm too tired, got to wake up in two hours to drive Angela to work...

6:16 Slept two hours, coming back from Eaton. They switched back to 8 hours, 6 to 2:30, so there was some traffic. Almost got into 2 accidents with the rented car, (a 2019 Kia Forte with 40 k and water in the headlights), of course, when alone in the car, with no witness. Coming out of the back alley at Eaton on Avery, a big SUV or truck came from my right @ the curve real fast so i didn't see it at first, a car coming from opposite direction, still kinda far, so i just didn't go into the lane, staying in the middle of the road, both could have pass, however, they both stopped, while i got honked by the vehicle coming from the opposite. Further away, they were some cones on the right white band, a jogger dressed in dark clothes choose to pass those on my lane while i was kinda blinded by cars coming from the opposite so i just stopped and let him pass.

11:58 The Noongars (by expression of recessive genes - if i believed in DNA theory).

3:21 Coming from Eaton. I remember i once went for one day trip in Turkey, probably in 92 and for the first time i saw trucks carrying anything were covered. Probably the same in Europe. However this fashion never made it in the US. Though the trucks have covers, they never use it. Dust from all kinda materials, notably gravel, flies for the people in vehicles behind to breath (picture was taken during a stop). Though the trucks do have a cover, which in this case is rolled on top of the truck, they never use it.

As i got closer to home, at the hospital one guy in a black Prius came onto the road, simulating cutting in my way, made me brake real hard but he stopped in the middle lane. The whole thing was a weird recreation of what happened this morning when i left Eaton. They always do that, at the earliest opportunity.

Differences like night and day, the man in the truck coming from right this morning was speeding, i was not, this morning he came around a curve with no visibility for me, they were 3 cars involved, here i was in a line with many cars going real slow, here there was a middle lane, there it was not.

I call these type of "doubling" events "ingannare" which in Latin and Italian means deception and in Romanian mocking and i believe the word comes from "Noongars", an ancient people from Australia which probably were the ancestor of Huns (Hungarians) who invaded the Roman Empire in the 4th century AD though they "spared" Rome itself (saving it for later, which is around 1000 when they started to infiltrate the Catholic Church) and lived to this day in the area where Hungary is, their main occupation being exploiting the rich gold mines of Transylvania and infiltrating the whole world by replacing leaders, elite. Mongols, another wave, a branch of the last original migration wave that first wondered in Asia, coming late? Magyars, the last of them? Ninja of Japan?

By mocking a certain event they introduce confusion about it. It is one of their most powerful tools, which can effectively destroy information about the first event and create confusion to any casual observer.

4:44 This guy eludes me. Also because in the lists of their actors there are many of the same generation who look much alike, or like (half) brothers. A breeding program? After many searches during the last years got 6 of them who look close but he is none of them. They must have been real careful when choosing the guy, given the importance of the function, especially now during the "pandemic".

5:56 "No bigger than a golf ball", the guy at Enterprise said. Just discovered another barely visible dent about that size under driver's door handle, there are a couple more on the other side, done by grocery carts, opening door next to something. Caught them both on phone camera, at the site. Water in the left headlight, and some sort of film on the windshield that is visible only in sunset when it blinds you. At Fred Meyer, a brand new card wouldn't work with the chip, done it three times than striped it, at the Liquor store they tried the chip like 10 times, in the end it worked. They gave me the estimate for the truck, pending radiator arrival from Amazon which now had changed schedule from 6 to 7-12 of October. Which means i'm going to drive the rental through the weekend and next week or until radiator arrives. Though i'm soaked into car's deodorant, it smells like dog poo, i went outside, bumped into the lady with yellow coat. Got to go back to finish searching.

Also. Have you ever been ashamed of using things that you don't know how they work? Do you know variable valve timing is? How about VW TSI. Or GDI, used by many manufacturers. Do you know what timing is? Do you know what a crankshaft or even a piston is? A strut or even a ball bearing?

I am ashamed of having to use all these technologies bought by dealers from Japan or Germany. Mostly because i don't know how they work and i will never be able to contribute to designing or perfecting those.

Chevrolet S10

Chevy ES 10, Isuzu Hombre, 2.2 liter engine.

Some of the biggest and time consuming problems i ever had in US were with my vehicles.

In late April 98 May i had an accident with my 89 Ford Escort.

Got that Escort from Insurance Auto Auction in Sherwood while i was still working at Credence in 1996. I went to the auction with Lyle, my buddy at Credence (at one time i thought he was Sir Tim who invented internet, today i think he was just another actor). I was doing lots of overtime and had some money, but the auction was rigged. The moment i stopped bidding the car was sold to me though other guy bidded after so they made sure they got biggest priced i was decided to go with. 850 dollars. Car was 7 years old and was wrecked. I went to Lyle's place in Hillsboro i guess, tied the car with a cable from a tree and backed up until i straightened the frame enough so i can put a fender on. Got the fender don't remember from where. Bumper was still peeled of paint from the wreck. Threw in a radiator, painted the fender with a can and voila. However it had a problem somewhere under. Frame was broken and squeaking and every time i was accelerating it was pulling right and breaking left. 1.9 liter, for that size (it was GT figure), wide custom wheels with one bad tire and broken exhaust. It was making a terrible noise until Shawn Parker in 97 helped me fix it by simply pressing a new muffler after cutting the old corroded one.

It had a stick and Angela learned how to drive on a permit it but didn't pass the test twice, last time from a loose belt on the steering pump. I think she passed the test in 99 after we bought the Nissan that was also totalled and fixed by another "Romanian" guy, George, from Dallas, Oregon who was buying cars from insurance and fixing them for a living.

In that April we went at Tillamook and by the bay she lost control of the car, we rolled over but did not have a scratch. http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/11/shawn-parker.html

The car was also driveable but the hood was 1 inch shorter on the right side i guess. I could have waited to get another totalled car from another auction (i was told all Romanians did that way) but i went to Russ Chevrolet in Tigard and got the S10. First on lease then after three month i bought it on a finance of 190 dollars a month. Then i was working at Credence as software engineer with two guys who now seem to had been again Shatner, Nimoy, Andy Carson, other celebrities in fact all Hungarians, declared or not and i was making 25000 a year.

Another episode with the Escort before the accident. I got a cell phone (Motorola, smallest in the world at that time, a flip phone like the size of most flip phones today). I was driving towards Corvallis, because i was curious to see how Michelle, the black woman i was in contact for my project was looking like (insurance eligibility through mainframe - PC connection for a hospital in Corvallis, working remotely that was too hard for my programming level which however i finished before leaving). It was not long before the shooting in Springfield and i stopped to eat at Subway http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/frontline/article/fourteen-years-later-looking-back-at-a-school-shooting/ where it thought i saw a couple of teenagers talking loud and drawing attention in the restaurant.

On my way there not long after leaving Portland there was a portion of I5 that had big grooves in it from being eroded from traffic. That day for some reason i could not figure i was extremely sleepy and at a certain time the phone ring (it was Angela's break at Sentrol i guess) and she called me from a payphone and i woke up in a different landscape. I must have fallen asleep but the car was kept on the road because of the grooves.

Michele was looking ok, she was almost as tall as me and she told me from the start about her two kids. Can't really remember her face.

So in May 1998 i bought the truck. Right from the start, two problems. It had an exhaust leak under hood that made a noise like a little flying bird i could not figure what it was and also pulling severely right, something i had not fixed until 2005.

I went back to the dealer and different mechanics and one of them created a new problem, a coolant leak by loosening the coolant temperature sensor and telling me something else (thermostat housing and heater pipe) and the leak was not big enough to worry etc.. Strangely enough the reservoir was never getting empty. I replaced the thermostat housing with the heater pipe 3 times before i gave up not knowing the leak was actually at the temperature sensor.

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/09/computer-age-auto-service.html

In October or November that year i quit at Quadramed (the software engineer job) because after lunch i had so big stomach pains i could not do anything. My next job was at AVX between August 99 and August 2010 working with probably Axl Rose, Don Henley, Victor Orban and others.

Job was swing shift and i was coming after midnight home, Angela was not sleeping more than several hours at night, etc..

I was commuting about 30 miles i guess and truck was using about 15 gallons for 400 miles on freeway and 23 mpg in town.

In 2004 i went for three months to Romania. When i came back the truck was totally different. Exhaust pipe and catalytic was heating the floor (and transmission). Fuel consumption went about 15% higher. So i tried to do the things i could. I replaced first spark plug wires, than spark plugs, put back the original, replaced coolant and put green one not knowing it was more toxic (that in shop at Macavei, the guy who looked like Leo Iorga, the Romanian rock singer from Compact), i replaced the ignition coils. Replaced the fuel filter myself in the parking lot and made a big smell.

Can't remember when first clutch failed. Maybe 2006 or 2007. I went to Macavei in Oregon City and he replaced the master cylinder. That day i got so sick in his shop i thought i was going to die. Waited for hours in a parking lot for a towing cause i could not drive anymore. The engine was stinking due to coolant being spilled on or oil leaking from the gasket cover.

However the next day all the brake fluid from the clutch leaked on the parking lot again. It was not the master but the slave cylinder that needed to be replaced and i think it was the first job i done at Steve (I went once before 2004 in there when it was a guy who Steve said it was his father, Chang, who passed away in the mean time, to replace the heating hose on Angela's car cause i kept adding coolant and finally figured it was a hidden hole that looked like a screwdriver hole in the heating hose while Angela was sicker and sicker. By that time Steve's English was much worse than now).

Don't know how many times i went to Steve to complain about the exhaust leak and bad mileage. He said the same as Macavei, not to worry and especially not to spend more money since gas was cheaper than repairs.

It was after the clutch failed too more times and the catalytic 3 times i started to try to figure out why. The same problems i could not figure after i returned from Romania in 2005. A bad fuel pressure regulator. An intermittent signal from computer to fuel pump relay. Leaking coolant sensor. Numerous vacuum leaks. Oxygen sensors. The extra fuel was burning in the exhaust and catalytic also heating the transmission that boiled and some 1/3 of the transmission oil was missing, also Juan, the only mechanic at Steve pulled shavings of metal from transmission with a magnet.

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2015/11/grommet-vs-connector-in-power-brake.html

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/07/fuel-pump-relay.html

In total for both vehicles i spent maybe 3 times the amount of money one would normally spend for car maintenance.

On @ September 1st my truck stopped in the middle of the road because i stalled the engine (it happens to me every once in a while). But i could not restart it. Maybe because i forgot to put fuel in it. Mileage on the trip odometer was 400 miles and the total capacity of the tank is 17 gallons. It is possible the fuel pump being old it failed while overheating because of trying to start it for so long.

I towed the truck back home and i though i saw the driver's face in the news the next day. He looked like English football player Wayne Rooney. In the same evening i saw one more guy in the news, an American football player who looked like the second towing driver, i forgot his name.

I tried to crank it more and wouldn't start. I looked in the fuse box and saw the fuse for the fuel pump was burnt and replaced it and it burnt again. Then i looked at the trip odometer and gauge an finally realized i had no fuel. I walked to a gas station nearby and bough 2 gallons of gas and added and after it sputtered a few times it burned the fuse again.

The truck is at Steve's shop, Lucky Autobody and they cannot figure what happened. Last time this afternoon they told me they have to replace the ignition module with the coils (the ones i replaced myself in 2005) before they can test the fuel pump and that was the drop that filled the glass. I don't believe fuel pump cannot be tested directly with simply applying voltage with a fuse somewhere on the circuit.

Also i read on forums that if you run out of fuel the pump needs to be primed before being able to use it. However i remember i ran out of fuel once in Lake Oswego and i called a towing truck and they added some gas and it started and did not burn fuses.

Today i talked to several shops around and i found a mechanic who agreed to test the fuel pump before anything else. Had to explain him the fuel pump relay signal is hard wired to the ignition switch (not module, semantic coincidence).

Also i found the email address of a guy at Carr Chevrolet in Beaverton who agreed to bring the truck there, pending finding a time in their schedule. Have not decided yet where to go.

How big of coincidence could be this. Stalling, running out of fuel, breaking the fuel pump and ignition module in the same time?

December 3rd

7:26 S-ar părea că am comis o mare gafă, am generalizat fără să mă informez mai mult, extrapolând ce știam de anul 2015 când în Germania conform acestui site erau 230000 de aplicanți.

În jurul acelui an Austria a lăsat să intre direct din Slovenia în Schengen până la un milion de imigranți și acum ne acuză pe noi?

De ce ce spune Austria că are 100.000 de mii de aplicanți acum? De ce spune că sistemul nu funcționează acum?

Acest site este sponsorizat de mari agenții europene ca RFI, Deutsche Welle, etc..

A fost această întâlnire de pe 16 noiembrie o făcătură pentru a demonstra că "sistemul nu funcționează"?

Poate un singur ministru dintr-o țară cu 9 milioane de locuitori (Austria) din care 25% sunt imigranți și ai cărui grup de 19 europarlamentari au votat cu o majoritate de 85% intrarea României în Schengen să țină în șah o întreagă Uniune cu o populație de 447 milioane de locuitori sub pretextul fals că "sistemul nu funcționează"? Asta ar însemna că ceva nu funcționează în Uniunea Europeană.

8:25 A și chestia de la 2:11 de ieri. S-ar putea ca toată piesa de teatru să aibă ca substrat legătura subliminală între Viena și vena.

9:15 I don't  have the guts to listen to my heart with the stethoscope right now. Not after what just happened. Shortly after i finished above i got dressed, and ate something in the sounds of continuous, low squeaking from upstairs. My stomach was hurting from the garlic i put last night in  those green beans. I left about 20 minutes ago (timestamp) for a walk. Beautiful but cold sunny day. Was kinda sleepy and saw a black cat crossing my way twice, and then this black Chevy truck, maybe Silverado, i never seen before, across the alley with LPN NAZGUL. From near the truck a woman came in front, athletic but not very tall, nice body in black yoga pants turned her back in the middle of the alley and started to bend over.

I knew from experience that when that happens it follows an episode of shortness of breath, maybe due to abdominal transit blocage, raising of the diaphragm muscle, etc.. and i associate it with some sort of ancient aboriginal witchcraft. I did not want to see that and turned around. A few seconds later she went behind that truck and i passed. As usual people started to come from buildings, forming what i call the traditional departure Mexican wave.

At the next building from the first entrance from my direction a dog, grayish, huge, maybe a cross between a lab and a hound came charging at high speed. No identifiable person with the dog. He ran towards me and i was preparing in my mind to par what seemed to be a possible attack. In the last fraction of a second the dob veered slightly and crossed my way one meter in front of me and went to the other building, again no person commanding the dog.

However my blood pressure involuntarily raised to the maximum my heart can pump and within 30 seconds i started to have upper back pain and feel like i had no weight at all. A red low car with black patches and loud exhaust passed me twice, surrounding me with exhaust smoke. Persons never seen before, like usually coming out of every building getting in my way as i pass, including a skinhead that got to breathe the exhaust from the red car as well.

I kept walking and that pain persisted for about 5 minutes, it was like my vertebrae were pushed aside from each other to make room for the heart to beat, but by the time i got in the hospital parking lot (my usual route towards Borland street) i got better and wanted to call Angela to tell her the story. But i realized i didn't have the monitor and i know my phone is putting 1000 mW or more for the first minutes after starting it up and did not know how long to wait so i returned.

At the street, i saw that woman in her truck coming out of the complex and revving vigorously with all the power of the 5 liter engine and when she passed in front of me i saw her from sideways and she had the naga skull, with long deformed head and prominent mandibula.

I think i was wrong, the back pain is still here. Hurts like an infected tooth. I'm going back to my walk.

10:54 I came back early on a suspicion i made another mistake because i didn't count the vote of the abstainers but i didn't. The Austrian euro parliamentary group voted indeed on October 18 for Romania to be accepted in Schengen with a majority of 85%, 15% against, none abstaining.

11:32 According to this site the smoke index at the nearest station is 27, the perceived one during my walk was 70. "Hotspot" situation changed a bit in Northern Oregon, not in Southern.

I remember the commercials where the news stations were all bragging about having helicopters, why don't they finally try to do something useful for the community and send those (at least to the close ones) to show us "footage" from those hotspots? Ironically the site linked above (situation) shows radiant energy reported by the satellites for the hotspots (can read it by clicking on the tiny red dots) is in the same order of magnitude with the radiant energy put together over the Portland area by the TV and radio stations, for nothing patronizing, bullying and disseminating elaborate and sophisticated snake propaganda under the form of invented events with places names, peoples names chosen for symbolism.

4:33 Nefuncționarea spațiului Schengen s-a terminat în 2016 și datorită închiderii acestor două puncte de trecere. Alte puncte de trecere au fost închise în 2015.

However there is a problem left, just enough to say the system is not functioning. Hungary's current Constitution voted in 2011 or 4 years after Hungary became Schengen member is still in contradiction with EU rules regarding processing migrants and probably will be for a longtime. By contrast, Romania had to change its Constitution in 2003 in order to be accepted in EU in 2007 (without Schengen though) and there is an article in it that says the EU laws prevail over national laws.

However Hungary only risks fines, while Romania is kept out. And right now Hungary is the only EU country having a common border with Romania. Shall Romania have to wait until they change their Constitution?

5:23 The person upstairs got tired after a full day. From time to time only he/she/it gives a feeble squeak. During the incidents with the motorcycle (now long gone) last summer i had a chance to talk to. He/she/it said: No heating during winter. Cold showers only.

From what i hear above. No phone calls. Not much buying groceries and/or cooking and eating. The car is still unmoved after the first squeaks yesterday or about 24 hours ago and a 3 weeks absence.

5:40 Articole scrise la timp. România, în top, chiar când se poartă discuții despre Schengen (Dacă ar fi să mai credem ce spun EI). Acest grafic îl urmărește parțial pe cel de mai sus. Se mai miră cineva că am uitat, uităm mereu (și repetăm la infinit) tot ce ni se întâmplă?

A Walk to the Liquor Store

When i saw AQI index dropped to 20 and i was late with the coconut oil and got all stung by dust and out of brandy, i realized that i could make it for the missed walk today. So i didn't think much, got dressed and went outside. First thing i saw again was the sliding doors they removed yesterday from Apt.3. Leaned against a tree. All moldy and dusty and stingy. I was familiar with the pile of garbage between the buildings across since last night. But when i walked farther, i saw more piles of dust between buildings that i saw before and ignored, some more than a months old.

Then the trick while i was walking towards the street. a blond woman, the same as yesterday was waiting at the entrance of a building. When i reached a certain point, she started to cross, right in front of me, crossed my path just a few ft away and went to her car. Exactly as she did yesterday (at a totally different hour). I turned around to look at the number of the spot to memorize it to write here but two Asian women in a small gray Japanese car that came behind me stopped next to her and invited me to cross. I didn't want to cross, i just wanted to walk back and note the spot number. She came around the car, smiling at me. It was 54. Looks almost like they were protecting her.

At the street, or Meridian parking lot, i saw the skyjack with a bin in its jaws next to the containers and i figured. Those containers are for garbage, while the other ones on the second entrance are for materials. But why they didn't pick all the garbage from between buildings?


I tried to embed this map in my blog but they were changing the route.

Didn't want to take the truck cause i was risking not to find a spot on visitors' (BTW i know get a ticket every week for parking in a visitor, usually on Monday).

How many times i had to cross the street to walk 1.4 miles away to the Liquor store? I bet most locals have no idea what it means. To be a pedestrian for such a long distance. Wasn't that bad cause i'm used to the distance and the sky was gorgeous, looking like California sky, if not for the occasional smoker (vehicle that is) and growler. Accelerating the 8 liter diesel with modified exhaust to catch the next green, making me turn my head.

There are two things i still don't master in the art of being a pedestrian in Portland area and generally in the US. One is the countdown. There is no green light for pedestrians, but the "oh so much better" white and red countdown. You press the button and wait until it turns white and starts to countdown. But you can't look in other directions like looking for crazy drivers or merely the scenery while you cross. You have to keep your eyes on the display with the countdown. Cause when it turns from white countdown to red countdown, than it means what? That you are in more danger of being ran over by (crazy) people with tall SUVs who can't see near because they are too high, who have green and turn, crossing the crosswalk? Legally, you are still protected by the crosswalk even if they have green. The other is the buttons themselves. Some are touch only, some are push, and they can have arrows in different directions. So you have to watch those each time before you push or touch cause if you don't you can press the wrong one and you'll have to waste like ten minutes until you learn how they work.

7:39 Later this afternoon i discovered another new pile at the end of the alley or building D. I grabbed the phone to take a picture, but right next to it was sitting on the curb and smoking, the veteran himself. So i did not dared. Then i forgot, the evening came and i forgot. But i have other pictures. The pile in the bin next to our door. The bin is still here, would have been the garbage too if i didn't empty it in a Saturday about 10 days ago, after sitting there for days. Same goes with the windows leaning against the garage, that were still there when i took the picture with the motorcycle, a few days later.

Shawn Robert Parker

In January-June 1997 i worked at Epson Portland Incorporated assembling printers. I remembered one night on the line we did 521 printers in a 25 people team, an Epson world record. I remember the name of the supervisor, a Mexican guy. Her wife was a QA auditor and many times she was spending minutes next to me trying to figure out how i do it without making one mistake. I was at the station 4 i guess and i put 9 parts on the printer, including gears and 4 screws with an electric screwdriver. In June one day i became sick. I went home and started not to be able to sleep, eat or drink. At night i was driving my car around on the streets. I went several times to different ER rooms. After about a week or so i went to the Beaverton Police, told them some of the story. They called an ambulance that took me first to the Tuality Medical Center in Hilsboro, then to Emanuel in down town Portland and they called a cab and sent me to Pacific Gateway Hospital in Sellwood, the one who lost its license and closed after Police shot an out of control Mexican inside. It was a mental facility that treated both mental and drug related conditions. I never used drugs in my entire life. Here is my picture after being released from there

In front of what used to be Pacific Gateway Hospital,
Sellwood, OR, July 1997
(Prozac Head, can still click me!)

One of the symptoms was chocking. I only wish i knew back then where that was coming from. It was a simple nose congestion due to some allergies and was preventing me from sleeping. The other symptom was severe stomach pain. It lasted from 96 to 06. No doctor ever explained to me why but now i suspect i might be related to spine alignment because it went away after going to the chiropractor. But the pain was real and was alleviated by antacids or acid blockers that i took for many years constantly increasing the dosage.

Many weird things happened in the hospital maybe one day i will tell the stories. But let's concentrate now on something else. A couple of weeks after coming from the hospital one day i was walking on Hall Blvd and talking to my wife and thinking about going to a Romanian church. But then i changed my mind, crossed the street and went into BNC (Beaverton Church of the Nazarene). A church in the shape of an UFO.

I was well received in there. Like they were expecting me. They prayed for me laying hands on each other's shoulder.  I met pastor Dennis Swift and others.

Beaverton Church of the Nazarene

The next day a guy shows up at our door. He asked us, me and my wife if we wanted to go for a ride in a boat. I looked over his shoulder and there was a big boat in the parking lot hooked to an old green Ford SUV. He insisted a lot and then i said yes. In the car they were his three daughters. I remember only the name of the younger one, Trinity.

Shawn Robert Parker with "his girls", near Cannon Beach, OR,
summer 1997

He took us on the Willamette river that day. Accompanied by my usual stomach pain and thirsty all the time, i didn't drink anything in the morning and Shawn only had a few cans of soda i couldn't drink because of my stomach pain. Still on Prozac. I think we started in St.John area and went all the way to Willamette Falls and back. We stopped on a channel near an island. I think we ended the day back at the Nazarene church.

I had this 83 Fairmont sitting in the parking lot for almost a year. He came one day with a 20 dollar bill and asked mE to sell it to him. The manager at the apartment already told me several times to get rid of that car so i sold it to him.

My ex 83 Ford Fairmont, at Sussex Village Apts, Beaverton, Oregon, 1997

In April 98 i was working at Quadramed. I was teaching my wife how to drive. She took the computer test and had a permit. I think i spent hundreds of hours on the right seat on Nimbus St. in Beaverton teaching her. I remember at first she was terrified by the cars that were coming on the other side of the road from the opposite direction. But in spring 98 she was driving OK and she drove all the way from Portland to Tillamook, some 70 miles. Then from Tillamook to the beach near Tillamook bay there is a narrow winding road and i kinda pushed her because i was impatient to get there but she was tired and driving under speed limit and in a sharp left curve she went with the right wheels on the gravel near the road. I think we were in legal speed limit. Quickly and gently i grabed the wheel with my left hand and corrected in time. But she reacted too after, and over corrected. Unbelievable, we went to the... left, inside the curve, we missed the bay, the huge truck parked on the right on the gravel, the incoming car from the opposite direction, made an 180 degree turn and rolled in slow motion in a ditch full of ... mud, that was soft. It is very hard to describe in words the trajectory of the car.

It took me about a minute to figure out which way was up, untigthen her seat belt and roll the driver's door down cause mine was in mud and with the broken window while she was kicking me in the head with her legs. Finally she made it outside and i followed. The only thing that happened to us was me having some scratches on my right arm from the broken passenger window.

The guy with the truck parked outside the curve, kinda illegal i think, on the right, that was kinda like waiting for us in there, with the cell in his hand. Minutes later five cop cars showed but no ambulance. But we didn't need one either. One of the cops cited my wife for careless driving with 180 dollars. Then they called a towing truck and they put our car back on the wheels and i started the engine and it was working.

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Then guess what? Shawn Parker with the girls unexpectedly showed up in a green van with windows also old i haven't seen before or after coming from the beach. He insisted we went with him back to Portland, but i was too attached to that 89 Escort GT to leave it there with the towing guys and i drove with no problems all the way to Portland. (I was also paranoid about that being a recognition of my part we've been somewhat hurt in the accident which we weren't. 04/26/2014).

Did i mentioned the prayers at BNC that morning for each of our country? Dennis repeatedly asked and we both went to the altar, me accompanied by Ron Boger and my wife by his wife. Than we had lunch at Old Country Buffet in Beaverton and i also saw a bunch of people from the church in there. Then we decided to go to the Ocean. Those days we didn't need much to take that decision because we were still young and full of energy.

This post needs to be extended. I will dig into my records to put in more data and pictures.

January 27

8:22 Thanks God it's over. During every anniversary or holiday in Romania and US i have problems. Like last year on August 21. On Christmas, 6 this year etc..

Woke up in the sound of a phone conversation and then loud TV upstairs. It's the first time in years i hear someone talking on the phone, while i didn't hear the TV since European football cup last year.

Then the unusually loud squeaks, then i try to record and after my first upload he left, like he does lately. Probably leaving a trail of dust from the stairs.

11:04 Today i went and replace the motor mounts. Noticeable difference but not dramatic change. BTW i had some problems with a stuck bracket on passenger side which was... glued to the engine with something, maybe threadlocker from assembly (thought all bolts at the mounts where kinda loose from vibration) and had to use a flat screwdriver to pry on that. When i came back, i went to pick Angela and my truck from the parking lot where she works and went back at the ramp of 72 because i thought i heard something falling from engine compartment. Instead, i found an ordinary house key. Then i went for the mail, there was no mail, Angela already picked it some 15 minutes before. She said she didn't notice the whole Q locker was pried open. I thought to myself. Must have been the mail woman, she didn't close it right. Later i thought: Maybe i should have call the Police, but i was already at Spirit Mountain. But why me? I was not the only one who saw it. Now i think. They're down to their last tricks.

I wanted to go to Spirit Mountain, mostly to test drive the car. I think underinflated tires contribute more to instability at high speed than other things because it was driving worse when we came back and temperature was 10 degrees and pressure 1-2 psi lower. Very few people, hungry machines, not a single chance, though i managed to catch 2 times 4 deuces, once at 30 cents a hand, and immediately after, another one at 60, winning total of 60 dollars, we still lost the whole 100 we planned to lose. Was a nice relaxation though. Gotta order a digital pump from Amazon, for adjustments only. With the locker. Now i started to think, maybe they are targeting me. Anybody, even those who are not from the complex can come and to do that to the mail locker. Like they stole my wheel and catalytic at my truck. BTW, had to park the truck overnight at Meridian, could not find any place at 4 when we came back, me from that garage, Angela from work (camera is shifting to green in low light, BTW, just remembered, got some updates for my phone).

May 29

10:28 Just got home and had to move the truck because Saturday i found another warning ticket saying that it will be towed Tuesday.

In this complex we only have one designated parking spot. There are a number of visitors spots, about 15% of the total that people are competing over, to park their second car. However from time to time, if the car is parked for too long on a visitor spot, they will put a warning sticker on your car. My truck was on the same visitor spot since last Thursday, when i last used it, or for two days, however it was in that spot before Thursday as i could not find. Some people don't move their vehicles from visitors spots for weeks. Some just exchange spots with others also on visitor spots.

I write this because tonight the spot next to ours, belonging upstairs was empty (it was used by other people in the last few days) because nobody lives upstairs nowadays and i parked my truck there, for a few hours, or until 4:30 Tuesday morning. I used that spot in the past when that apartment upstairs was vacated and once i was told not to use it anymore.

The alternative is to move it at the Meridian parking lot at the street until morning when i can park it here after Angela leaves, but there i had a number of problems, including a stolen wheel and catalytic. So i have no emotions free alternative tonight.

Earlier. Yesterday and today i avoided a number of ready made accidents (highest on a 24 hours period so far). They all would have been my fault of course. But maybe the most interesting was in Florence Oregon. I came out of a street onto a boulevard. There was this gray older van possibly a VW but second generation (bigger, more solid, square at corners, maybe 80s) coming from the left, at least 300 ft away.

Until i accelerated to speed limit +10 it caught up with me, must have been speeding big time, as i saw it on the mirror only ft away, though the mirror was on night mode since earlier (a long story, somebody with an RV was annoying me when in a parking lot and turned not to see him anymore). In that moment i accelerated more and narrowly escaped. Would have been my fault (going too slow, getting in front of her).

At the intersection i was waiting for green (didn't make a right turn on red or couldn't because of traffic) and it caught up with me on the other lane and looked and guess who it was. It was the artist known as Lady Gaga though i didn't recognized her at first and gave her the finger in frustration and she tried to keep her cool and smile large at me as only she could, making a gesture with her hands claiming ignorance. "What?". I was telling Angela. No cop in his right mind would arrest Lady Gaga for trying to create an accident.

The combined crimes that describe what she did including conspiracy with others to commit those would total probably life in prison. However there is a possibility she was behind the wheel of a retrofitted self driving vehicle (the gesture with her hands above the wheel).

I now remember that yesterday when i left i got behind an SUV with a vine Oregon LP saying GAGAS.Also the car was messed with since i last drove it. All electrical connections to battery and alternator were weakened and contaminated. Had to tighten the battery connectors one by one, and stopped several times, and also cleaned the alternator connector with alcohol (did it only this morning) to make it work back at 44 mpg on a highway (without having to stop, a stop and/or idling would affect that).

Two weeks ago i took a picture of the left front brakes, and though i had at least two more mm or 20k miles to go until that angled part ends but today the plates look much more thinner, like i have to replace them right away. Amazing how far the original ceramic plate went (102kmiles). However last 30k were done by me mostly on highways (outside city) when brakes are not used as much per mile. No sound from the indicator. I'll see tomorrow.

Also, for months now, any vehicle that gets behind me comes too close. When i try to stop and let them pass and restart (that cost me on mpg), others come right away and do the same as they were organized (criminals).

We made a reservation a while ago at a hotel for the week June 11-27, Angela made a vacation request at the same time, however no response yet.

This morning Angela started the phone in the bathroom at the hotel in the same that i was with the meter in my hand next to the door trying to keep away from the oven while heating water for tea and noodles (that was much more leaky than others before). But i noticed the meter was not beeping or showing anything during startup of her phone, or one meter away.

I attributed that to the fact the tower was less than a quarter of mile away and phone was on lowest emitting setting.

I decided to use it myself (her phone not mine) to modify something on the blog on the post with... cell phones radiation (remembered about the polar lipid bylayer i once wrote in a post about). However when i started it (Angela stopped it as per our new rules) the beeper went crazy (never saw readings so high from a phone before, even from 3-4 meters away), probably got connected to another more distant tower and i had to refuge in the other corner of the room still getting high readings until startup and initial protocol with tower ended and then when i tried to approach it the emission power was still too high and i just shut it down.

The hotel room was reasonably clean except for the windows. There was a thick layer of pickled smoke algae on the outside. I think it happens only in building D. I tried to clean it but could only picked some of it. There was smoke coming from fires on the beach. A number of people on the beach but only in front of our room, and they all seemed Japanese. After eating and having a few drinks i fell asleep and woke up in an hour or so very sick, probably because of nose congestion. I almost could not walk to the casino to find Angela.

Gradually got better inside the casino where there was no smoke and after breathing on my mouth for an hour or so. Went to sleep at 2:30. In the morning the exaggerated, unexplained, most likely intentional noises from 5 surrounding rooms woke me a number of times. Could not sleep between 5:30 and 7:30 because my right eye was itching badly from cleaning the windows and because i was thinking of the polar lipid bylayer of my poor cells that have been exposed for so long. Slept maybe 6 hours in about 10 fragments. After that i drove for about 220 miles.

Won a little, for the first time maybe since Easter which confirms my theory. They set the machines loose on holidays.

12:25 Gaga, Giga (Hertz). It totally makes sense.