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.

McNeeley Real Estate

Name says a lot. For many years i used to believe it has something to do with kneels. Makes you kneel that is. I know one guy there. Mark Hessel. And there was another woman i spoke with in the agency, short, fat, looking Japanese.

 
In January 2010 we've been kicked from Sussex. There was a guy there Kaleb whom i knew only by seeing him and seeing his name on the mailbox.

At Sussex there was an episode that just came to mind. The 2002 Seattle earthquake. There was a handyman scheduled exactly at that time in the apartment. He went outside to pick something from his Volvo, i went to the door to see what he's doing. Then the earthquake started, a series of ample movement, i stood in the door frame when i heard somebody running on the roof. I looked at the handyman while he was staring the roof.

There was a broken pipe in the wall in there that got never fixed. Every time i was opening the water at the bathroom sink, a pipe was moving in the wall. Probably leaking in the wall and making mold.

While i was there at first i was not aware of the mineral insulation problem. After, or when when i realized the attic was full with loose mineral insulation, i taped the lid to the attic so it won't fall down at least through there.

There was this guy with a red Toyota Supra i guess who looked like a South American drug dealer who was showing from time to time, pretending living there. La Tuta i guess.

Christine McVie, Carole King acting like managers. John Winquist, owner of Regent, the management company i think is a now Hungarian top politician.

Across the street, BNC. A church that looks like an UFO.

And Tom Cruise, the mechanic.

That's all about Sussex, here and now.

So we've been looking for a place to move. Actually applied in two different places. One Saturday in February they called us from Sunflower Apts, i believe we were approved there too but for some reason i can't explain right now none of us wanted to answer the phone. Monday (hopefully i will come with the date, it think it was February 2010) i had appointment with Mark from McNeeley, i went at the apartment in Lake Oswego and signed the papers. As we climbed in the truck to go in Lake Oswego they called us again from Sunflower and told us we were approved but i already made my mind. I was moving to Lake Oswego. Rent was about similar but location, one of the best in Portland area. Not knowing it was actually on the top of an extinct volcano.

Don't know what was wrong with me in that day. I didn't feel the terrible stink in there. Maybe because window was open. Maybe i was hypnotized (to us, Mark appeared like he had severe strabismus (not seen in the picture above). All i saw was the view, the pool (which Mark told us wasn't "ours", the apartment was the only one rented in the building, the others were individually owned condos). The place was a dump. I will select some pictures. The pan of the fridge filled with some sort of glue that resulted from combination of asphalt and silica from roof shingles. Hardwood floor was stinking so bad from being contaminated with that stuff and food that i had to cover it with shelf liners.

The rusty, leaking toilet, discoloration of the vynil.

Everything was leaking under the kitchen sink

And the endless hole.

There are many other things to be said about that place before i start getting to the reason for this post. But before, a word about Apt.9 or next door. There were a couple of celebrities that were showing as Anna, the young single neighbor. One of them was Kelly Clarkson.

And the guy at Apt.2 (two levels down) who looked like Jinichi Kawakami posing for a young single guy who was never cleaning and smoking the stinkiest cigarettes (natural tobaco, not treated for burning faster like most brands). There i found out for the first time of the existence of ninja dojos in the US.

The woman who lived at nr.6 (right under) left after one week (came back at times). I forgot where she said she was moving. The apartment was vacated for a long time, more that a year. Then the short old man with the green van moved in. He lived there for about 6 months. On June 6 2011 i took this picture.
And this one on July 2nd the same year.

I think he left in September that year. That was after they poured asphalt on street. Because the day after he dragged me into a short conversation.

What was about him. As you can see from the first picture he was handling some high tech tools. Sometimes at night i head what i though him was chiseling, maybe the walls.

After him i remember Christina Minnis moving in there. Found the name on a site that gives you names of neighbors and googled and found this.

She was wanted in Texas for some minor offenses and she found shelter here. However, she was living in that dump with a guy (i forgot his name now), black, who was working for a British company, somewhere in Downtown Portland.

She found a job here in Portland at David Killer Bread. I remember the day when Dave Dahl, the owner, was arrested. A few days later they started the bathroom fan downstairs and was on until December 2014.

They had a dog probably she dog, probably sick cause it was actually crying every they after they left in the morning.

Story is much longer. To make it short, today i figured the purpose for that fan to be on for so long was to pump in the floor (or their ceiling) and into our apartment the same stuff they pump in here for more than a year now or since i heard upstairs the same chiseling sound, December 2019 and then i heard the dog making the same crying sound as the one down stairs more than 6 years ago. That is litter dust. When those neighbors moved in spring, i saw the woman carrying a small dog in a pouch at her chest, like a baby. Both dogs were probably sick, probably infected with some parasite that eliminates in the feces and ended up in the dust that gets in here, that gives me the same symptoms and probably.

This summer upstairs moved a woman who looked like a Japanese actress. They also had a dog and they had a portable AC in the kitchen area vibrating the walls and floors and allowing litter dust to get into the walls and from there in here. The current neighbor does not have a dog but a cat and uses only one "in wall" heater, in the dining area or about the same area where the AC was and for that reason (the others are off) it runs a lot, that also vibrates, in about the same area.

Last night i covered more holes and cracks in the laundry closet area because after cleaning for many days it started to stink after i used the washer and drier yesterday which shook the walls and more stuff came in. But i believe somebody was in here last night and took out of the sealed bag an old injector (forgotten from Nissan) that today started to stink to mask the hole story.

Both stinking places are responsible for creating and maintaining my diabetes.

The woman at Apt.9 driving a blue Jeep reminds me now of Christa Jacobson. After her in that apartment moved in a guy who resembled Andrei Postelnicu whom i saw last time the day before he went missing in Florida. In the spring of 2014 i believe Bill Cosby moved in there.

The apartment nr.7, next wall, slightly below, had a chimney. I believe this is where the smoke came from. When i moved in here the smoke didn't get out of our clothes until i washed them at least 5 times each. I believe in there at times was a woman from Hungary, Nora Gorbe.

I once called Lake Oswego Police. The guy who came, Sergeant Sparkle, was looking exactly like the President of Hungary, János Áder.

One more thing. The more i look at Jim McNeeley's face the more i think he looks like the old man who moved lately at Sussex in the apartment under. I don't know, it's been more than ten years. I think it was around 2007 when he came. He parked some sort of old RV vehicle and had it parked there for a long time. Then he got an old car. Lately he put a blanket in kitchen's window and i think he was not airing and cleaning a lot and the whole place started to stink.

To be continued (having a break).

September 26

12:52 There was a guy next to the soda machine at Ilani who looked like him. But is this possible, he is in prison! Got to search for him, starting from here. But i'm too tired now and my eyes are irritated by something. Tomorrow. Him?

8:29 Got awakened at 7 with violently loud TV. Fell back asleep, slept intermittently, TV stopped after about half hour, got squeaked until 8. Smelling bad in  here, refreshed the chlorine under sink. Just realized. I'm 99% sure the whole floor that is made of fiberboard with animal glue in here. And it's bulged in places which means wet from the vapor of driers with exhausts leaking in the basement. I'm also pretty sure about 10 years ago i found references on the web to it, now they're gone. Summarizing. Protein (collagen) eating bacteria breeding ground animal glue fiberboard in the floor. Gypsum walls that out-gas SO2. Nasty mineral insulation in the walls and attic. Asbestos in  the popcorn ceiling. Asphalt in the roof. That got to count for something. I'm also pretty sure they knew what they were doing when they designed all these during a time when Americans went to the Moon.  For comparison, most European homes are made of concrete with variations like much marble in Italy by example. These are the real mass murderers, the executioners of American people.

10:29 Almost got in a few accidents until i got at Kaady Carwash, including one red Nissan that pulled from the spot right in front of me on the alley. Taking advantage of my dirty windshield, they tried. Incredibly how different are rules of traffic here in the complex. Once you enter that alley, nothing applies anymore, it's like in a different country. In there, a ballet dancer (literally) was moving graciously among vehicles, but when i got to pay a fat woman came from the boot and asked me for 15 dollars, without giving me the option. Mad, i forgot to put the wallet back in my pocket. More encounters on the freeway, passed by a huge speeding garbage truck. At WinCo, i returned the coffee, the manager was  there. Can't remember the name, i once or twice found her by chance on a Hungarian site, could be Klara or something similar, not on my lists, the manager was there at service desk. Went to grab another one, the WinCo brand decaf was missing, Nestle is 10 bucks, but when i looked in my pocket i realized i had no wallet. Ran back to the service desk, they said i never pulled one there, went at the truck and  there it was. Sitting on the ground next to truck. The wallet is so worn out can barely distinguish it from the asphalt. Due to effect of bullying at Kaady and mesmerized by the dance, i forgot to put the wallet back in my pocket and it fell to the ground when i got out of the truck (can't explain it otherwise).

At Walmart. Grabbed the last one on the shelf. Their own brand decaf, 4 dollars something. I tastes the same as Nestle or any brand. That's why it's going so fast. But it made me nervous since it was the last one. (What if it's the same?). Went to the batteries to look for a cheap one to try my experiment to solder a bolt to terminals before i buy a more expensive one that fits my car. A tall good looking guy was cornering me there, for cameras.

At sodas, a little scene. A short, needy woman yelled asking for help to grab a soda from upper shelf. I was hesitating since her and her cart was right under. At cookies there was a woman, stocking. I risked a question. What do you got for sugar free cookies i asked. Free? She replied.

Another woman next to me who was ready, jumped, showing happiness to help on her face, much satisfaction after. At the stands, like last time, had to do the card ten times until accepted. Only happens at Walmart. On the road, had to avoid a cistern at the shortest ramp in the world. Then i drove next to a truck with the logo Sore-ensen, Los Angeles-Seattle "Your shipment is our most important shipment".

Dozens of other scenes i can't remember. Ok, last one. They cracked open a wall visible from the road starting a building at that end while never finishing at this one . Not at my window or the windows across the alley. But here at the bottom of du cool du sac, nobody can see.

Conclusion. On the set, everybody is working overtime.

10:43 A couple of hours ago i said that American houses kill their occupants. Other similar cancel_ations.

12:01 Astounded probably like everybody by the weather. It's late September, feels like early August. Of course i would love some rain, something with wind if possible, to clean the dust left on the buildings. Until then, i started to ask myself if the predictions from Buddha's sermon are not happening already and that could only be marked be the apparition of a second Sun (in the sermon they are a total of seven). So again asked myself what could that be? Well, there is a country in the world that has a sun on its flag.

And the mind went to the emperor god, descendant of Amaterasu, the sun goddess. Always intrigued by the suffix hito in the names of the last three emperors. So i went to google translate to see what's the deal and i got even more intrigued by the fact it means... man! Could this be a consequence of a secret agreement around the humanity declaration at the end of WWII of emperor Shōwa? No, cause the other (personal) name of emperor Shōwa was Hirohito which already contained the suffix. But what hiro (pronounced like hero) means in Japanese? I had to ask google directly cause google translate doesn't know.

Apparently nothing with the first hito. However the second has something in it. Aki means bright. While naru... So in the end we got. Hirohito. Akihito. Naruhito. Abundant. Bright, radiant. To develop, developing.


4:23 Never seen anything quite like it. A fog bank in the ocean for all of the West Coast with clear skies above land. What happened to the jet stream? Never-mind, it didn't disappear, just moved way up north. In fact i have never seen a nicer, one piece, meandering like in the definition, jet stream.

9:38 m1 * v1 = m2 * v2

It is true that if you give an asteroid heading for Earth a tiny speed component perpendicular on its direction when far enough you could change that direction enough to prevent it from hitting Earth or coming close enough to be captured on a descending spiral orbit.

But they needed something they can say it can be measured from Earth and in the news they are talking about changing the rotation speed by 200 seconds over 12 hours which would be measurable from Earth (not by amateurs astronomers who i bet didn't measure the rotation time before the impact). Reading further on the ESA site i got confused enough to stop my investigation and won't go and calculate v2 in the formula above. They are saying the rotational (tangential) speed of the smaller asteroid around the bigger one is 17 cm/s, though the distance is about 1.2 km and rotation occurs in 12 hours. Total orbit length in meters would be 1200 * 2*Pi and the time in seconds 12*3600 and the resulting speed would be 3.14*2*1200/12/3600 or 0.177 m/s or 177 cm/s. One order of magnitude off.

August 27

4:45 Woke up about half hour ago, after about 4 and a half hours. Nausea, belly pain. Slept next to a semi-open window. Went outside and found and threw a number of poops, some from a stray. Cigarette smoke everywhere covered the smell, making it hard to find. Don't even know if picked them all. Just by getting close, handling those with a surgical glove and a bag i got sicker.

4:51 Somebody started a big exhaust.

Never seen AQI indexes like this. 900s? Most i have seen so far was 400s. Can see the plumes here.

5:23 Deci să înțelegem că SPP îi caută în buzunare pe toți cei care intră în Parlament cu o legitimație sau doar pe cei care îi cheamă Gheorghe? Și ce făcea cu plicul, fuma în baie? Dacă au mers direct la el fiindcă știau că fumează în baie, de ce nu l-au prins acolo? Sau de ce nu au rezolvat problema discret, așa cum le rezolvă ei pe toate cele de care nu auzim. Îmi pare rău că nu îi găsesc vârsta ca să-l caut pe liste. Am găsit totuși pe cineva cu care seamănă. (Ok m-am prins. Ăștia de la AUR sunt toți blonzi în afară de George Simion care e brunet-brunet, așa cum îi plac lu' cocoașa).

5:49. Apropo de ce nu auzim. Nu auzim cum se scurge bugetul, banii noștri lipsă de pe fluturași, în canalul București-Budapesta. Ce nu mai auzim. După ce a fost prim ministru de patru ori și a ocupat știrile timp de zece ani, nu mai auzim de el de luni de zile la rând (nu că mi-ar fi dor, Doamne ferește). Știți de cine vorbesc, în lumea cealaltă îl cheamă tot Gyorgy. Gay or gay. György Dragomán.

6:26 Ba sunt grave, cele mai multe dureri de cap la copii și adulți vin de la sinuzită care vine de la dinți, și pe termen lung sunt dezastruoase. Nu săriți așa la control neurologic. Mergeți la dentist mai întâi.

7:01 When i came back after i took Angela to work, i still had one line above full on the dashboard, with 27 miles done. It was smelling like mold so i went and picked a number of candy wraps spread evenly on the wood chips on the side of a bush that's not visible from here.

7:54 Oare am greșit eu iar George Simion e de fapt tipul ăsta Hassine, un actor tunisian stabilit în Ungaria, fostul partener al lui Katinka Cseke, aka Șoșoaca?

12:14 Right after i finished this i ate some broccoli omelet and went back to sleep. Woke up at 11 with the worst nausea i had so far. However i texted the shop, then called. First Carry, then Irine then Sally then the estimator Jason, the one with and Asian accent. The estimator told me that he has a gut feeling the car is going to be totaled, however he could not tell me a value of the car or repair. He said he has to write the estimate and that can be done only early next week, and when i asked when he said Wednesday, that being one week since i towed the car in there. I was thinking about what he said, got feeling is what i had in that moment. Literally. I came back, i knew there was going to be an extra poop somewhere, which i found and took it to the garbage. It was an enormous one, hidden between a bush and the garages. I bet if i eat the're going to bring a new one. Got to call Nick Sprague, the local Progressive agent assigned to my claim.

12:39 Just spoke to Nick, he said it's the busiest time of the year, shops are booked for up to two months and the waiting time for an estimate is one week, but he's going to call the shop to see what he can do.

2:35 I ate and didn't take any chances, left for a long walk so i can get fresh air while i digest my food. On my walk i figured the thread with the shop asking me for the tile of the car is missing so i will just attach it here. The title. Talked again to Nick, from Progressive. He said he will get back to me when he gets the estimate which may be as late as Wednesday. He finally said something interesting. He doesn't know what the value of the car was before the accident or the value of he car insured for which i was paying full premium.

What happens is i bought a car from Copart that was totaled, but in the description it was saying "minor scratches and damages". When i got home, i found the original headlight for right front in the trunk. Car was missing windshield washer reservoir, other parts. They where a number of other plastic parts missing. Right side of the car, door, fender seemed freshly painted. I don't know the status of the airbag in that door, and the dashboard light for airbags came the day before the accident. I fixed as much as i needed to can drive the car. However, after i passed DEQ, Oregon DMV gave me a salvage title so i can drive it. With the funky LPN, JKB. If you go there with a driveable car, they will always give you one. Here is a picture of the car in Copart lot.

Ok have to take a break here to insert the picture of the guy who is yelling on the phone, in an apartment in the building next to ours. I saw his face when i went in the back to take the picture of the two bottles rotating at the door. I also saw in the same balcony a few days ago a "prominent" Romanian politician.

What happens is, when the guy upstairs is not home, and lately he's been playing TV at an equivalent volume so it can be heard outside and everywhere, they got to compensate somehow, i believe at a great cost to the poor guy. He's probably got some prompter and the narrative is bein made up "on the fly" by some AI program, by the way words and tone change with my moves. When he is not here and the guy upstairs is not here, there is a guy yelling in Spanish at a balcony next to our apartments etc. If neither is available, then kids will start to yell etc.. Never two in the same time. Never.

Back to business. Here is the title of the car issued by Oregon DMV.

On the title it says RECONSTRUCTED. When i spoke with Nick last time, he said the value of a car with a salvage title for the purpose of insurance is 80%. I hope the premium was calculated accordingly. He also said, as mentioned before, that "he did not know the value of the car before the accident". I believe it is because i never finished fixing the car. The car has now been damaged at the other end, it doesn not have anything to do with unrepaired parts. However, i have a "gut feeling" they will downgrade the value of the car until it will be lower than the value of the repairs so the amount they will pay will be much less than 80% of the current value of a similar car that has not been totaled.

The suspicion part. They made me talk to the estimator so he can ask me about the wheel in the trunk. I was driving on a spare because i had a flat two days before, the guys at Les Schwab told me that tire is damaged beyond repair and needed new tires, however they did not cary that brand to match the others so i ordered it online. It came two days early, or the day after. Here is a copy of the Police report i just got from Washington State DMV. Note that "hit and run" is missing, it only says the exhange of the information was not completed. However, that is shown in the diagram. Here's the password for it. 567381.

4:37 I picked Angela from work. Went both to Fred Meyer. When i was about to leave i saw a woman with a baby in her cart at a (n artificially created) bottle neck directing me with hands to pass first. Distractions on the roadk (like a hippy bus) and repeated suddent stops almost made me hit the next vehicle.

Back home. Cigarette smoke in the apartment, about 10 teens of which some i never seen before, some are the kids since 6 years ago when we moved, came to play and yell in front of our door. Went and picked a number of fresh, huge dog poops, when i was leaving, a woman (the one talking on her cell phone all the time) came and started to talk on her phone and dance around with her dog. Got to go to se the results.

6:13 The man upstairs started to smoke something.

8:27 I've been searching for hours. Finally found it on my blog. The video proving that ninja used powerful yet simple devices for listening. Those have surfaced from books like Ninpiden, others. But those books contain very little compared to the bulk of ninja knowledge transmitted orally or through family or clan scrolls. My suspicion is they can go further than simply listening to conversations. By closely studying a subject for years, they mai get to guess the thoughts and decisions of that person minute by minute, just from being present in the next room or even interact with (influence subject's thought or inner or silent decisions). Planning to work on a blog post to show briefly most that i know about ninja listening but that of course if the guy upstairs stop drilling my brain with squeaks. Contrary to popular beliefs, ninja did not fight in close combat except rarely. The bulk of their activity was spying, and listening was most of it while assassinations may have been carried out often by non violent means, like seeding your environment with bad bacteria and mold.

A device have been built and tested by acoustic experts using the instructions in the book but without the oral knowledge that these books are said to be accompanied by. After guessing, they had to slightly modify the design to obtain a gain of 2-3 dB. But my guess is they didn't guess the right design and right use of the device. It could be a deception meant to distract the curiosity of many about reading the books. Also if the device, besides "amplifying" the voice frequency could also diminish other frequencies, making the voice more distinguishable from ambiental or even ambiental white noise.

September 13

8:20 Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends... 8 years older than me? A very special, sweet woman, i met with her during a spring vacation in Câmpulung in or around 1980, she was speaking perfectly Romanian, i was with a bunch of people, ex-colleagues from 3rd grade, all her conationals, she was acting as a guide for a guided tour on a bus and my best friend's and mentor in Iași girlfriend from Piatra Neamț named Lia (never met her before, he later was very intrigued when i told him, like not possible), while talking to her at a table outside at Deia, i got very drunk and then we went for a walk in the woods, but when we wanted to go in her room, her roomate (the other Baccara) wouldn't leave us alone, there was another guy in the room and they told me a story about hiding jewelry in soap when coming from tours in the USSR, and then i met with her again at the Chinook Winds casino, maybe 4 years ago, she was siding and acting sweet to a guy playing next to me, it was then when i learned from that guy how to play wild deuces poker.

6:30 Moody Wall Street.

7:08 Tormar

8:06 Sper să nu uit. De azi înainte, în fiecare luni, o amintire despre buget. Astăzi. Unde se duc jumătate din banii de pe fluturașii dumneavoastră, TVA, impozitul pe profit al firmelor (alea care plătesc). Până și pensiile se impozitează.

Se numește buget. Toți banii aceștia se adună, se mai adaugă niște împrumuturi (se numește deficit) și apoi se repartizează la ministere. Cel mai mult cheltuiește Ministerul Educației, Sănătate (fiindcă au mulți angajați). Urmează Transporturile, Muncii, etc.. A venit Cîțu cu o dare de seamă la 6 luni, însă numai în procente.

Eu am calculat că în fiecare an dispar de la buget aproximativ 30-40 miliarde de euro. Recunosc, fișierul din postarea asta de blog e cam aiurea. E mai mult pentru contabili. Însă nu se poate face altfel. Iată versiunea calculată de mine a bugetului real pe 2020.

10:49 On April 8 i bought two mole chasers after i decided i've had it with those. On Amazon most brands were solar however a few were with D size batteries. Much bigger, though it allowed you to completely put them in the ground, so they cannot be seen (or heard). When batteries went out, almost 4 months later, they also mysteriously broke so i said to myself, i should not buy that brand anymore. They were other brands, but more expensive. So i just bought 2 cheap solar ones, for 15 bucks. I put one under the main door and one not far from bedroom. Not so loud as the first ones, it only blocked moles on a radius of 15 feet maybe. They were more moles on the corner of the building. So i bought two more. Not easy to drill those holes. There was one more problem. Not very easy to spot if buried at soil level, by not being completely buried their buzz could attract attention of kids and also scary pets.

Thursday i washed the stairs, screens, other areas of the building with a hose, but i got tricked, cause they came to blow the dust on the parking lot, later. So i just hosed everything one more time. Friday we got an announcement, they will pressure washer all the stairs and landing areas in the complex. Saturday morning one of the new solar buzzers, the one i put last, most visible, was missing. There was a kids' bicycle on the area next to hydrant which i took next to garbage bin. Today, after they power washed our building (low level first, had to sweep the deck after they hosed the upstairs one), i took the solar one left apart, analyzed it, saw it worked at 1.5 volts, cut one of those with batteries in two, put two D size batteries in parallel, (estimating it will last 2 months) and the electronics from the solar one. Much smaller, much more compact, sound similar in intensity with the first ones, but then i fell asleep. I woke up chocked by again some sort of smoke. It took me half hour to catch my breath.

So i just went and put this new short, 2 battery one in the ground at the intersection of two mole galleries. Not visible, not audible from above surface. Then i went to deflate tires of the truck to 29 cause this truck has, i don't know 3/4 inches thick springs and the sits broke the sheet metal they were screwed on because of suspension being very stiff and of course my back, in a few stages, last one, after i didn't have the car anymore i drove the truck for about a week then i almost could not walk, now i'm better after not driving it for a few days. Cause tomorrow i have to drive Angela at work, she took one day off today because of that. They made a mess with the pressure washer, one of the wheels had mud on it, i went and washed it and saw another solar chaser on the ground next to the truck. They took it from under main door.

Conclusion. Since they watch me 24, they saw what i've done, combining two types in one and they took the one from under door but still made it available to me so i do it one more time (the conversion) and then put it next to the door. Theory is probably i'm trying to attract curious kids with first bicycles then buzzing mole chasers. So probably it's a trap (because they took it but left it so i can find it so i have wht to convert) so i will just wait for a few days to see what happens. Trouble is, new mole holes will pop under door now that that one is missing.

There are very strict rules in the US, underage kids cannot be left unsupervised, however here in the complex it seems nobody obey any rules.

There is one more next to bedroom. The last one they took out from under door was in a red chips area, i brought it inside and when the fridge started, my face, and skin started to hurt, that dust is being agitated in the air by the ultrasound of the fridge an no matter how little amount it is, it start to fly and sting, so i just washed it.

There was a plastic (a piece of shower curtain) under the deck upstairs, kinda enclosing it to prevent dust from falling, was there for i don't know, more than a year, i had to take that one out today. But guess what. When i looked there was lots of stuff left by the washing between boards, and some fell on our deck and  had to sweep it.

Also the guy upstairs went quieter and quieter and now is missing completely. Wheel click on PC if you want to see a picture better, as per google, blogger modifications led to smaller images in slideshow mode. BTW this is the only buildin in the complex i know of with this kinda design, deck with spaced boards on top of deck.Nu știu cum să mai spun. Ăștia de ne conduc, clasa impostoare, homo australis, au ceva în ei (nu pot să spun ADN fiindcă nu sunt convins de teoria respectivă) care îi face să gândească altfel decât noi, și pentru că au trăit izolați de restul lumii pentru zeci de mii de ani. Astfel, ei au descoperit poate multe milenii în urmă, metoda asta a îngânării (apropo, Nyungan language, Noongars, ninja, Nuwa). Spune cineva ceva important, se ia cineva de ei, nu se agită, nu reacționează, ci fac doar aluzii ascunse și repetă parțial cândva mai târziu când nu te prinzi în contexte super emoționale create sau alese special. Sunt nenumărate exemplele, și metodele lor sunt atât de puternice încât pur și simplu șterg din mintea cuiva o informație, punând în locul ei alta.

Un exemplu este știrea cu Apple care repară, cu o poză care arată o clădire cu coloane verticale similare cu cele de la WTC. Am scris despre marea dezamăgire care a fost pentru mine 911 etc. etc..

Am adus în față, acum câteva zile o postare pe care am compus-o chiar pentru scopul acela, încercând să arăt că practic toți prim miniștrii numiți de Iohannis sunt actori unguri (am uitat să spun despre Cîțu, el e într-adevăr mai special pentru că are o privire hipnotică) (puteți accesa orice postare a mea anterioară prin săgețile din dreapta care deschid anul, luna, căutare pe cuvinte cheie sau titlu dacă vi-l amintiți), a apărut astăzi Cîțu în compania lui Piedone, tot așa, o metodă veche de-a lor de a-și spăla propria imagine. Adică, aparent, s-a murdărit de Piedone, dar în realitate s-a spălat, lumea se gândește că iată, Piedone e mult mai rău în comparație cu orice prim ministru din lista aceea destul de lungă pentru un singur președinte.

DEX dă la îngânare etimologie latină dar nu știm data când a intrat în latină acest cuvânt, înainte sau după Atilla.

October 2

6:16 Woke up at 3 AM after 6 hours of sleep. Thought i felt the smell of ozone coming from the Ionic Pro electrostatic filter, not anymore. Which means they were not "active" dog poos at the time, usually ozone smell is covered by that smell. I remember yesterday when i went to Copart, i drove for about half, been there in the lot for an hour, the nausea subsided, like when i go at Casinos. When i got back in the truck, i felt the smell.

Could not sleep, came at the computer to do some searches, smoke came in. Went and found a hole next to a gutter to the closest garages, plugged it with soil, smoke subsided. There are a couple of lights on building D that go off every time i get close.

At 4:45 went to take Angela to work, nobody on the streets Saturday at 5 AM except a jogger. When i got back and shut the engine and i looked briefly on the plug in voltmeter and first it showed 12.4 than 12.1. Which means battery isn't charging. I went and checked the connectors and they were both loose. Besides a possibility of not being able to start the car next time (got the jumpstarter, but not in the car), the problem is emissions. Without well connected battery to stabilize the voltage coming from alternator, voltage is fluctuating at sensors and everywhere and creates an emissions nightmare. For one second after i wrote here i felt like cursing in my mind, the adrenaline rush, and a car alarm beeped a couple of times in the parking lot, like every time when i do that. As i said, they got to maintain my reputation.

1:09 Got to run to pick Angela. Since i woke up this morning, until now when i shut the door but maybe after all "people" on a perceptible radius are evolving around me like that DJ and others around Bruce Willis in the 5th element when he was walking to take his seat at the theatre in that space station.Three pictures. One showing a Tualatin Fire engine, it was idling next to a Police SUV and an ambulance. The noise from those two vehicles cover the noise of a huge black F150 coming from behind with maybe 20 mph that almost run over me. I stopped to take a picture of the emergency vehicles and turned around when i saw that guy, too fast, to close. The very beautiful Hungarian woman a the wheel gave me an smile and then put an intrigued expression oh her face like... What do you want, sorry i didn't do it. Currently, kids playing dangerously on the stairs on building D. Got to go, start the truck and leave. Mouse wheel click to enlarge.

1:57 Went to pick Angela. At Boones Ferry i had to make a right turn on Avery. This is the second time in one month and a half when i saw a pedestrian in may way crossing Avery. Trouble is i only saw that young red headed woman one second before she climbed on the sidewalk because of the Sun coming from her direction. I was pretty far but still unsettling, after. Didn't have time to forget about when i saw a (red) squirrel that just cleared my path, 1/10 of a second before i could have hit it. (It is a doubling or ingannare for what i said in the previous paragraph. They wouldn't let any story of mine without some sort of addressing, if only for creating confusion). To me it all seems alien like and taken from Sci-Fi movies, because i see it first hand over and over and over. Picked Angela, came home and they were playing on the radio "or else forget about it" (Santana). Got here, i saw my car is leaking coolant big time. A hole in the top of the radiator that i patched with putty. Half gallon of coolant is missing from the huge reservoir, good thing is very diluted. Last time i did it, it lasted almost two years. Done it a couple of times lately, now it won't last even weeks. The kids playing dangerously on the stairs moved to next building (right of D). The space between rail bars is too big, they fit in between. I wanted to take off from here, but now i have to wait for the truck to cool so i can patch it again and then wait some more for the putty to cure.

Good news. My blood sugar is 190 and i'm not crashed yet. I only ate 10 grams of carbs today, i had some V8 juice, however i think it's something else. Both times when it went that low i had my Columbia sportswear rain coat which heats me pretty good for hours, especially while driving in the hot cabin.

Bad news. The car i wanted badly at Copart is damaged (47 k, 2 liter engine, 190 hp, 40 mpg in the city heavy built Hyundai Sonata). I looked really careful at the pictures i've done yesterday when i went the second time with Angela. Did i tell that the car was not on the "selling lot" they had to bring it when i asked for it. Hood is locked, can't see much, car has been hit only on the left headlight and fender and bent the hood. However pieces of debris or the bent hood touched the motor control unit, which besides being very expensive (2000 dollars), cary hundreds of amps, maybe thousands. Yesterday i could not start the car because the (conventional) battery (never knew hybrids use conventional batteries as well and probably a starter) which is drained is in the trunk and trunk opens only with the keys and the keys where tied to the steering wheel. It was minutes to 5 when we left, the Japanese guy with the forklift who jump started another car for us the other day came smiling, but i passed. Should i have stayed over 5 and jump started that car, it could have blown. After 5, when nobody was in the office. I could still buy the car if it doesn't go high at the auction, buy that module and replace it but who knows if anything else is bad, without starting it. And that, i won't anymore.

There is one thing i don't understand though. Why they put that module with those thick orange hundreds amps wires) way up front where it is among first things to be hit in case of accident (under the white reservoir (yes for cooling the module) on the right)?

(Just cursed in my mind, an alarm went off in the parking lot). 3:37 One after another, all combined in a continuous of fakerey. There is some food giveaway outside the complex, on the hill in the little park that is visible from my windows. The car was leaking for days and i planed to fix it today. The red headed woman earlier, kids with plates of food passing by me while i was working on it. Boomerang thrower has to anticipate the movement of their targets.

September 12

2:30 Cuckoo (proudly) calls his own name. A Shiva's lingam on a cover of Time magazine? Looks to me like his whole architecture was inspired by the lotus flower. Minoru Yamasaki. Gyure.

Lotus petals, tridents on the cladding of WTC.

Lotus petals and a Shiva's lingam on top of the new one.

2:40 (AM) After i just ate, loud, deep base in the parking lot shakes the walls and litter dust falls from cracks. There is a van outside parked in a spot with no visible LPN.

3:40 One hour later. Nausea and pain all over.

4:13 WT...

2:20 A number of local and Romanian fake news are trying to erase (from memories) things i just posted.

I don't know what to do, to re-post them or not. If i re-post them, more people are going to see them, if i don't those who saw those will forget what i just posted. Many other "news" you should be aware of.

Yakima girl missing.

A young woman gravely wounded in a motorcycle accident.

Calling sick and old.

Simona Halep is a big star in Romania, occupying a good chunk of the news, surpassed maybe only by the war in Ukraine. Mainly because of nostalgia, Năstase and Țiriac where some of the first people of Romania to break through the iron curtain (with approval of authorities on both sides of course), tennis remaining a glorious symbol of freedom in Romania to this day. But she plays for money and though playing tennis for money has its advantages, but i don't believe it deserves so much national attention.

After divorce a few days ago, now she's got nose surgery. Could it be a direct allusion at the differences at the nose level in many of my matches? Those pictures are picked from the internet, they were not intended for identification purposes, we are lucky enough to see them as they are. Some are done at different ages, lights, with different cameras and position of the head, focal distances, etc..

Emma Răducanu is not Romanian or British, she is just another Japanese model. On top of that, she resembles a bit the woman upstairs as well, could make a good double. BTW, Jacqueline Cristian passed my sliding doors again this morning.

I wrote a few days ago about being puffy all over, and blaming it on exposure to insulation dust, or inflammation causing litter dust.  However there are two other major causes and i strongly believe dehydration is most common while most common cause for dehydration is drinking regular coffee and alcohol on top of inflammation due to exposure to pollutants. I can't believe a guy in his position, whose mother had two valets and a cook just for her (majesty) dogs, doesn't have the necessary nutritional advisors at any time near him. Or maybe he ignores them. The pain he has to endure.

8:06 There is a vehicle with big loudspeakers playing loud base outside for more than half hour, asking for it, i just can't ignore no more.

August 2nd

6:46 Frustration and lack of chlorine bleach prevented me from fixing the snake, completely. It was still stinking this morning when Angela left as i only cleaned the first inches, or dirtiest. Deep inside they were more stalagmites. This morning i used my snake brush and a bit of chlorine i had left and pulled out of that flexible pipe lots of dirt.

But ran out of chlorine and rushed to WinCo. But guess what. Found another ticket on the truck, saying it was again stationary parked for more than 24 hours in a visitor spot. But it was on a No Parking on Thursday spot. I thought that was the only restriction. I put it there Thursday after the garbage truck passed, was busy driving around the NW in the so called little vacation, ticket was put on Sunday but the hand-witting is the same as on other tickets. This ticket was pale pink and under the windshield wiper and would not have seen it if i didn't get in the truck and started it. I think it's again the Hungarian writer who poses as a handywoman but she does not work on Sundays.

Trouble with the tickets is they chose a towing company named 21 Century which is 18 miles away. Not because of price, cause they don't pay nothing to them, they make their money out of towing vehicles. Maybe they couldn't find any around cause they won't come so close for less money. Last time (when the driver was Shatner) i payed 300 dollars and Angela had to drive me there, missing a workday. Absolutely by chance today i found the ticket, and  the towing was scheduled for tomorrow morning or one day before Thursday or just before i would have moved it.

At WinCo there was this old American Japanese woman (nisei, born in the US) at the check-stands (closest), as always early morning, yelling and trying to be funny to others, as always, but i was pissed because of the ticket and told her not to yell anymore. The keypad moved again when i tried to enter the pin, like they always do when they want to piss me off (playing pranks to the universal dictator). The manager was present there pushing stacks of merchandise around that check-stand, another Hungarian, writer or actress, whom i found once and forgot (i think her name was Klara she  has this Gothic appearance, can't find anyone named Klara or Klari in the lists).

They never made a fuss with visitor spaces until after i complained of the van with many barrels inside that was parked on a designated spot. The little guy who looked like a dead Japanese opera singer, also had an SUV with broken exhaust who was making a big noise which tormented me for years. Before the barrels, he was carrying in that van many bags of rice (literally tons of it). I also suspect some of the neighbors ran some hash or meth labs in the building and one day i felt the wall of the bedroom at Nr.2 or next to ours that had a fan on during winter time, hot.

Over the years i changed my mind several times on who the handywoman may be, but lately i thought it was him. Actor, director and translator (probably English), his doctoral dissertation was on Misima Jukio theater.

8:06 I heard noises on the seven steps stair outside the door, looked through the window and saw a Spanish woman with two small children crossing the alley and entering the other building. Now she went back up the yard and left.

8:30 This one's for dr. Jámbor.

8:32 A small dog most likely from next apartment or Nr.2 i just wrote about came and defecated alone, some 30 ft from the window, in my sight.

9:31 As i said before, the only way to find out the exact time of an event is look at French sites. 5:07 Paris time means 11:07 EDT. Just found another way, on a... Romanian site!

11:56 Mda au început iar, nu știu exact de când, cu regiunile, un proiect drag lui Dragnea și apoi lui Dîncu la Dezvoltare.  Nu fac nimic cu cele aproape 6 miliarde euro pe an la transporturi, dar au împărțit țara în regiuni, care nu sunt o formă de guvernământ scrisă în Constituție. (Atenție, Legea Bugetului pe site-ul Camerei Deputaților a rămas la stadiul de proiect (care a fost demult aprobat) iar link-urile pe ministere sau alți cheltuitori sunt pe micile iconițe din fața denumirilor).

12:08 Seamănă cu peluza de iarbă din spatele apartamentului, cu mușuroaie de cârtiță de un metru diametru.

1:55 I will get by...


2:13 Two nervous skinny (snake) girls came to play with a dog 10 ft away from my window. I was running water with chlorine in the dishwasher hoping to get the stench that entered the whole plastic cage, with the hose disconnected (not to contaminated again with stench from sink) and i forgot to put the hose in the blue tub and about when they left, the washing cycle ended and about 2 gallons of water went on the kitchen floor, faster i could run to stop it. Some drops went on my pants and i put those in the washer, hoping the're not going to get chlorine stains. How funny ha ha. This means they watch everything i'm doing here just to play pranks. Or... Or... No laws or copos in Tualatin or Oregon or... Also looks like dr. Jámbor didn't learn his lesson.

June 23

6:53 Yesterday for the first time i saw a group of men that seem not be actors but real local people. They were so different than what i saw until today. However they were well integrated in the show.

Got at Canyonville after about 9 hours on the road, 8 driving, @500 miles from Reno. Needless to say. I was really tired. We went inside and put together 30 dollars in rewards and points and bought some burgers at the Stix restaurant. First one make waiter came who again seemed real. He took the order but in about 10 minutes he came with a younger woman saying he is going to lunch brake saying she is replacing him. While waiting there i showed Angela what Styx means in Greek Mythology and put the phone on the table, after. When she finally brought the food i realized i didn't have my partials so i ran to the car. On my way there i realized i don't have the phone. An utility truck made some noise while arriving and a number of what i thought they were real local men passed talking aloud. Went inside, ate and Angela got me 5 bucks to play which shortly became 41. Soon i realized i don't have the phone. Ran back at the restaurant, at the car, could not find it. At the car, a white Cadillac with big speakers parked next to it which is unusual etc.. Went for the third or fourth time with Angela and found the phone on the driver's seat. This time and SUV with 4 people in it was making again a big noise. They left as we did and met with them at first crosswalk but insisted they will pass first. I didn't want to see next to them, like having a party with someone.

Soon after i went in the car, moved it close and fell asleep. I slept until Angela came and said she again won 300 dollars playing at a 10c machine which she thought it was 1c. When i started the car, i saw a blue flash in front of the car at the left side. Saw again a warning on dashboard. This time it was left low beam.

I tried to remove the bulb which was difficult, when a guy came at the next car and asked if i needed help. I told him about the bulb. Slightly drunk, he told me to go to the truck stop across the freeway. "They got bulbs" he said.

Finally left. Driving at 3-4 seconds behind the last of a line of vehicles. After a few minutes i asked Angela to pass me that decaf she took from the Casino. In that moment i think i raised my foot from gas pedal for half second to grab the coffee (don't like to accelerate when i do things in the car) and i saw a rabbit coming from left, where the bulb was missing (still plenty of light from the other one) and passing in big leaps in front of the car. Should i have not slowed down, by accident, i would have hit it at 65 mph. Don't know what could have happened, but certainly would have been a mess in front of my car. But if you hit it with a wheel, i think you could skid and loose control. Thinking at the symbolisms, rabbit, truck stop, phone lost and then found, etc..

12:20 Mount Shasta. Oregon

12:40 Back home. Predominant smell is mold, second, sewage. Left an UV light on the living all night. Woke up and came at the laptop. Squeaking brought in mineral sulfur smell. TV on. Wondering if he's been here the whole time. Thinking of the hundreds of weird potentially dangerous interactions on my way here. Most happened when i was approaching a semi about to pass it. From behind that truck a car or another truck, waiting there, was changing lanes and started to pass, right when i was about to do the same. Must have been hundreds of them. One guy with a trailer with two gigantic barrel like objects, could have been 10 ft in diameter, came all the way from near Reno to here. I saw it passing from the parking lot at Burger King in Canyounville. I saw some faces. They were either old Americans or Japanese, the kind with duck face and mustache.

12:51 It all started with a postcard with an offer for cheap rooms at Peppermill hotel. 30 dollars a night for a queen, from Monday to Friday they said. I called last week to make reservations but on the phone she said that if i wanted "guaranteed nonsmokers" was going to be 60. Plus tax, resort charges and surcharges. They gave as a room next to elevators, ice machine and service room (which means noises early in the morning) with dusty AC ducts and the total cost was 230 for two nights. Room was ok, bigger than our apartment, everything was clean, but there was a dust smell coming from the AC and no windows to open. This is what i saw when i looked through that grill. I think this is unacceptable, even from a guy like me who lives in a dumpster. I looked through some videos and it looks like the ducts have been cleaned but i believe the design is fatally flawed and in a few years or so you will have the same dusty ducts. In this video even after cleaning the ducts they don't look like something you want to breath air from.

1:36 On 6:20 2022 after 3 PM i luckily found this gas station called Cisco. Was not supposed to run out of gas and the mileage calculated after fill up was 34 mpg, the worst i ever done on freeways only. For comparison when i came back, at the last fill up was 38 (6 liter per 100 km). I think the big difference is due to tire pressure that is driven by heat. At night in Southern Oregon i had 36 psi in front tires, and in California and Nevada at 100 degrees Faren-heit i had 40.

There at Cisco on 80 i put in 12 gallons, the most ever. Unlike Oregon, in California all stations are self service. I put the card in and got no option for credit card. The card then was stuck in the machine. I tried all options including cancel in the keypad. Went inside and this guy came, pressed the Cancel button and took the card. He told me to start pumping and took the card inside bla bla i wrote this before. No i didn't  watch CNN or any TV news in decades. Except when Angela has the TV on in the bedroom which BTW broke (got a vertical band on the screen) and i pass by. Of course i wouldn't have known if i didn't see his face today in the news.

2:54 Bengal, a place where Swastika still has its original meaning. Sweet.

5:25 I was trying to change the oil. Got Mobile 1 full synthetic at Walmart. Pulled it all out with a pump. Could not remove the filter though (when i put it in the tool caved and jumped one flute though i did not apply neither the recommended torque or full 3/4 of a turn after meeting resistance). Some kids came and triggered a fire alarm in the next building. I just put the new oil in with the the old filter. I went to a place nearby and they helped me with the filter and the bulb. (Removed the filter which was above the top level of the oil in the pan and put the new one in with a good tool which is at the same price i bought my piece of junk).

They also didn't want to charge me for the bulb or for replacing the filter.
While driving out of the complex the firefighters came in. Couldn't help but notice how smooth the engine was running with the new oil in.

To me, oil change was always traumatizing, that's why i try to do it by myself. However the tool caved in after only one use when it worked. Or two cause first time i tightened the filter put in by some shop and was leaking, then i successfully removed that filter and put in a new one.

Went to put some borax in some new mole holes. Big time mold smell coming from basement. While i was plugging those holes a kid was talking what i thought it was obscenities.

Next building seem deserted to me but sometimes people appear at the balconies or like tonight for a show. Every time i come home after a long and potentially dangerous drive they are putting up a fiesta.

8:04 Angela is at WinCo and i choke here with BBQ smoke, however i will not close the windows cause then i'm going to choke with mold and sewage.

8:24 Trouble. I checked the oil jug and the aluminum seal on top if missing. When that alarm ran i hurried and opened the jug and broke the seal with my thumb but made a hole in it, did not remove it like in the picture. (This is the first time when i see  an oil jug. Actually it is not recommended to brake it like this cause you may create pieces. with a seal like this so it was a surprise to me). It was still there when i put the lid back on. No way it went inside the engine or break completely, it was strongly attached to the top and the proof is the glued part is still there. If such a big seal would go in there in one piece probably won't even pass through the valve cover hole and i would have seen it also.

Let the almost empty jug in the door and ran at Jiffy Lube to do something about the stuck filter while Angela was moving around the apartment. Someone must have gotten hold of it and break it all and take it when she went in the bedroom or bathroom. They were many people around, mostly kids, with the alarm and stuff.

After, i took some pictures with the borescope camera under the valve cover. So far no sign of anything (thinking they might want to insert it there pretending it was me). One thing that could happen is if pieces of the aluminum seal get in there could break apart in the moving parts like valve stems and cams and get stuck in the oil... ducts (like they said about Hyundai in one of their big recalls) where debris from manufacturing clogged those and prevented oil from moving causing in same cases catastrophic failure with seizing of the engine. Or simply move around and cover one the ducts. If this happens at high speed, it may result in accident.

Invitation to Reno with cheap hotel room, gasoline missing, brake light bulb, low beam bulb, rabbit crossing the freeway at 3 AM, 1000 crazy drivers, phone lost and found, fire alarm triggered by kids and now this. It can't be happening like this.