2017 Las Vegas Shooting

About the Mandalay shooting i wrote extensively on g+ in 2020 and now that post together with several other thousands are gone when they decided to shut down g+.

Basically i picked like usually the best opinions i could find and added mines.

Calibers and ranges. 22 guns were found in the room. The 14 5.56 mm modified AR15s are not effective at that range (350 yards) while the other 8 7.62 mm R10s could have been effective. For comparison, the 7.62 mm AK47 has an effective range of 300-350 meters. When they talk about effective range they mean aimed targets. If shot in a crowd, aiming is irrelevant, and .223 bullets will still be able to kill even at that distance where their speed is still above the speed of sound. In the images posted so far there was no blood on the ground, dead bodies or ambulances on the roads with a few exceptions. As a coincidence, the fences seemed to work as stretchers. But i don't believe they were lots of trucks on the streets as everybody would try to get away from the shooting. As seen seen in this video, there was no muzzle flash from automatic gun fire at those windows while the sound was heard which means the shooter must have been way inside the room. However in this video, there is muzzle flash though seen at a much lower floor. From a lower angle, one single bullet would have a better chance of hitting one person or the other in the crowd.

There should be hundreds of bullet casings on the floor of that room (the breakage in the window was not all the way to the floor) as they could not all fly through the broken window and also hundreds of bullets found and marked by the Police on the ground at targeted area.

Distance. This is a screenshot from Google Earth showing the view of the shooter from the hotel's broken window. That distance at ground level is about 340 meters, should add a few meters due to height of 32 floor x 4.5 meters = 140 meters floor height. Total distance was about 360 meters. For a better view, right click, open image in new tab.Logistics. I would assume he needed some time and luck to bring a number of 22 semi-automated rifles all in cases in the room and then when the shooting took place to run around the room and grab another gun after one was overheated, maybe jammed by continuously firing 100 rounds from the modified magazines. 

Action. First he had to break the windows. These are semi-automated rifles, not machine guns, they were not designed to fire like this. After firing 100 rounds with a (semi) automated weapon, the room would have filled with gunpowder gas, making it hard to breath, don't know if the gas coming out of the breakage in window would be visible, some parts of the weapon like the gas tube or even the barrel would get glowing red, could have melt, burnt the carpet or even started a fire by setting them down like that. Same goes for hot bullet casings that get hotter as the gun gets hotter.

As for aiming while shooting 100 rounds continuously in automated mode at 350 meters, that is a different story. There is lots of sway due to recoil, maybe up to 10 degrees when firing an automated weapon out of hand and aim is only initial, you loose it after you start to fire because of flame at the nozzle, sway do to recoil. One degree at 350 meters means 6 meters (on vertical). I would  think most bullets would fall outside the area with the crowd.

Aftermath. Firing without aiming would result besides the 59 reportedly killed, in lots of wounded, maybe up to a few hundreds, some critical, that would have filled the ERs in Vegas. I saw in the video above people were using trucks to move the wounded to hospitals. Mandalay Bay hotel is at 159 and 582.

I would think the cover of the scene, the stand and the ground whatever cars etc. would have been all riddled with bullet holes and bullets all marked by Police.

Girlfriend. Said from Philippines, could very well have been a Japanese ninja.

Unanswered questions. Just reviewed more videos about the shooting. This 20/20 video describes they were 3 versions of reports from authorities regarding when the security guard was shot (in his leg). However that is not  the most interesting part of it. The man with Spanish name looks Japanese to me, and the tough, not the actor kind. Heavyweight lifter, or maybe even sumo wrestler. Useful when firing out of hand an automated rifle in full auto mode.

I know from experience. At the casinos were i go there are many people dressed in uniforms (janitors, technicians, security, that certainly are not working there, but in my case they just do scenes for cameras).

In casino hotels security guards don't go around checking on doors unless they're called. They simply don't want people to see them around i guess because that would be a turn off. But who would stay in the hallway to see a door was open for an extended period of time and call security? I've once been to a hotel in Reno where the room was stinking so bad from a leaky toilet i had to put a shoe in the door and leave it open for hours and nobody came to check. And the big question. Why would Paddock leave the door open, just to draw attention? But when Jesus arrived, the door was closed, and he checked and it was blocked. I would assume he had a no disturbing sign at the door, not wanted to be more disturbed than he already was but anyways by checking the door he broke one of the hotel's rules, as he didn't have any reason at that time (they were three different times given by authorities).

And why a (traumatized) 25 years old bodybuilder from Mexico shown by Ellen as a hero speaks English so well? In my opinion, this guy should have been a suspect. When you see a dead 64 years old skinny guy lying on the floor who could probably barely lift one of those guns, especially when loaded with 100 rounds magazines, with his skull open and too little blood next to him you should never assume that he was the shooter. That was a Rambo job.

And one more thing. There are cameras in all hallways and elevators, that would have shown the moment Jesus came and knocked at that door and what happened after, and also Paddock bringing over a few days 22 cases with guns (cases which have a certain rectangular elongated shape because of the length of the gun, cannot be mistaken for suitcases, but the guns could have also been dismantled), or the same case, in and out, 22 times. And since the cameras are there for the reason of hallways always being monitored, how come nobody saw that. I remember now from the video with the "questions", first they said he checked on 28 and when they sensed (feedback) the public started to ask themselves, they extended "on the fly" the period to 25. Once or twice per shift (of monitoring officers) would not have been that suspicious, but the shifts repeat. One officer could have seen the familiar scene repeating over a few days.

Oct 06 4:40 PM Destroying infromation by superseeding. Also the stabbing.

May 15

11:08 Thou shalt not hurteth the oil. This is not funny anymore.

I knew for a long time they get in here while i'm gone. The oil in the deep fryer is now several shades more brown than as i left it and the fries came bitter. I have a sign at the door but they can beat it, given enough time (They open and close the door enough times until it comes in the same position. Or they have a different way of entering).

The guy from upstairs asked permission to clean the balcony. Now the balcon looks like a... Though the paint was gray (who paints a table, i saw it in his balcony)in that color?). I now remember what he did last summer.

I am familiar with this type of imitating the adults. Small children sometimes like to repeat your words or gestures to pay back the annoyance of hearing adult people having conversations and not understanding. But from a country of adult people that are bound to controlling the world, this isn't funny anymore.

BTW last night i drove for a while behind this old Jaap that was modified and turned into a pickup that was stinking really bad. I think it was making me very tired. Passed him and fought him not letting him pass again. The next street i took was empty for all i could see, a mile, but i don't know where from, here came this Japanese looking guy who wanted to cross and he would have crossed without me seeing him first (he probably came from the field or from behind some trees) if it wasn't for the Police car that was coming from a side street. Here maybe, with Police car where that car is, google car did it backwards, i was on the other side. He stopped, surprised, short of getting in my way.

Somebody please tell them. Nobody can control the world, like the weather, with gigantic supercomputers and microwave actuators (Yes, they use cell phone towers for very locaI weather "effects", Gaconna station for US level, etc). For a few weeks in a row, every weekend was hot, the snow was melting in the passes only during weekends, were sacrificing the other days so they can do their show with us on the desert beyond Mount Hood, where several times i almost lost it.

In a free world every person is a universe. Unless you enslave them all with kryptonite (their cell phones) and then you can control them, like in Ancient Egypt.

11:45 I think i feel weird after eating those fries.

12:30 Getting in my way, to pretend. I wanted to hose the balcony where the paint is and this corner of the building, to be able so install the AC. He/she/it came "home" "from work" in reality from the other roles he/she/it assumes during daytime, i'm kina hesitating cause he can pretend whatever. Now it opened the patio door upstairs. If i don't hose it dust from the AC is going to fly away in the yard. At least in the first day or so.

2:24 So i left in frustration, went for a walk, though it was very hot. Though i'm all hot, my hands are cold because of perspiration, for cooling the whole body. Which means the infection is creeping back. At Walmart they started to deny again my Barclay card though it worked for a while. I bought oil, bandaid and soda. Came home only to see a small uHowl van in his spot.

What i wanted to tell during my walk. The cops know what's happening. Proof is last night. They stopped the man from crossing. Or it was all simulated. In all cases, they know.

What this guy did to me in two and a half years or so is enough to put him in prison for the rest of his life. Yet he gets away (from this identity). Am i happy? I'm not happy cause it's not going to change anything. They are going to bring someone else, like from the beginning, doing pretty much the same stuff. The first guy i saw in here, the old man, though they were a few playing the same role (when showing) looked like Pacepa. Saw him clearly during a dysphagia episode when he came in front of my car (i drove myself to ER), looking down at me with an expression like saying. Now die!

Soon enough Romanian choreographer looking like him (Romanian my a...) who could have been him because they need to be athletic to walk that much, died unexpectedly (or retired in his original ID in Hungary whatever). Before he left i think it was Dick Cheney himself, and before that, a comedian from Seattle (Dangerfield) etc..

Now he's playing the moving scene, with the same old squeaking and hitting heavy objects.

BTW when i came. The small dog from next door came charging at me, twice. It done it before, but in a very smart way. The moment i reached in my pocket for the camera he went away like nothing happened. In the mean time i lost a full minute before looking at the sign (when i left to park the truck). He was around, everywhere, loading his van.

BTW when i backed to move the van an old white police car (Ford Crown Victoria) crept at my back and blocked my way and they wouldn't move until another guy completely backed up and left. As i said before, in this complex all driving rules are different.

3:34 Yeah i was expecting something like that. Every time i was opening the door, he was in front of me. Could not finish the AC because he moves on top of me from main door to balcony door and back. He just threw a couple of wheels from his car in the yard (the only time i ever talked to "him" i told him i bought one of my wheels from a junkyard, but it was from the same type of car and then he bought four wheels online but they didn't match the car and he kept those in the balcony) .

Could one of them have fallen on my head. What do you think now, Police. Ok i might have talked to him briefly one or two times after. Yesterday at the door. On two occasions including yesterday he had the zipper of "his" pants open.

A while ago i found a tire in the same area.

BTW just remembered something. At Walmart an Indian guy (from India) with his model girlfriend was pushing a bicycle (with a tag still attached to it) on the food isles where i was going.

3:45 Ok i just saw him picking back one of the wheels from the grass.

3:57 He slammed the door of his van, i thought it was Angela, went to open the door, he was in my face again.

4:13 The van is gone, Angela is overdue for half hour.

4:18 Angela is here, dead tired, she almost fell asleep in a road block that lasted half hour.

4:49 Four. Christmas in July. A plecat Santa in Islanda să inspecteze elfii.

5:47 Masters of blues (yes i had a few drinks). Fender and Gibson, dueling. The thrill is here. Never seen Eric so concentrated on the scene trying to keep up with his master Joe but i always thought is easier to play with a pro because he's so inspiring. He's got a slightly better voice though. Trying to figure how much is practice and planning and how much improvisation. BTW, a question for those who never listen to live music. What instrument is playing the black guy jumping around next to the two white bluesmen and what is his role.


8:56 How much force to fret a guitar string. That is, to push it down to the metal fret so you can pick a sound. This guy came up with a rough calculation. 0.3 to 0.5 pounds. I would assume on a standard gauge strings set. Cause if you can use a heavier gauge (one step thicker strings) for a better sound and to keep yourself in shape you need more than that.

I cannot agree with the results of the experiment either. When you look at the guitar neck you can easily see it's not flat (in cross section). Also the dumbell is curved in the opposite direction. So it will only make contact on one string only.

My rough guess and from my own experiences, on a heavy gauge strings you have to apply at least one pound. With one finger only. Also because you can never apply the exact amount needed, but always more just to make sure. Because you cannot measure and can't take chances in missing notes.

Not even talking a about "bending" notes. That is climbing half tone (with the great, out of this world continuous tone changing effect), one tone or more by pushing on the string towards the next one. That would be in the range of 10 pounds.

Where i'm getting at. Great guitarists during peaks of their solos on stage and records do up to 20 notes per seconds (it has been recorded more than that, in special competitions). Imagine that. Having to push one pound with one finger for each note, 20 times a second. Nobody would have thought, but it takes lots of physical strength. Sometimes i'm wondering how female guitarists like Orianthi are doing it with those thin arms. Whatever.

I wanted to come out with a reason why sometimes the strained faces during the solos. And BTW if i am sorry someone on this planet will eventually get old, that is Candy Dulfer.


10:20 I feel like i abused people with videos today. Hard to load too. But have to write this one before the day is over. There was this weird smell around and could not figure what it was. I went to look for poops but what i found was cakes of leaves, the size of small pizzas, brought by a freak spring wind next to east garages. I gathered about 5 laundry baskets of those. Ran out of breath because of the dust. But when i threw the last one, this time in the SW bin, i saw the bin was full (on a Monday) and last item on top was a children's mat, wet and smelling like urine, that was in the heat of the sun all day. Also the NE bin is full like usually on a Monday and stinks really bad.

August 24

7:00 Today will probably be the last day of construction here. Last Monday they came and removed the old windows which are not  yet sealed from the inside. The smell of litter dust from the wall is prevailing here. I can imagine what's inside the wall if the sawdust smells so bad it contaminated me after i dusted the rear side of the building yesterday.

So i'm sick and nauseated. After four hours of sleep i took Angela at work so i can keep the car, get inside or go in the park if i can't bear it no more.

Took some charcoal, watched some videos, ate something, waiting to fall asleep. And then i saw something in a video and couldn't stop but post it. You judge for yourselves what you see.Then i fell asleep and thought i heard a noise like someone knocking at the door. I went to see, they were two guys and i asked them if they were going to enter today inside and they said no, maybe next week, they are working now at the next building, and then i wrote an email to the office to ask when are they going to get inside and when are they going to finish the project. 9:17 Last night i tried to escape the last hours of dust and noise and i convinced Angela to go to Spirit Mountain. She had a 10 dollar food coupon and went to the 10 barrel bar to order some burgers.

She made the order on her name and she left. As this not so tall body builder went to the bar to pick something, the attendant called her name and he was in front of me at the bar and i was extremely irritated (pain all over my skin) because of the dust, but know i recon, the biggest problem is not the walls cause i sealed the windows with tape pretty well, the biggest problem is the pile of garbage that keeps growing for 10 days outside door. I also craved real coffee and had some and i started yelling at the guy, Are you Angelica, and he looked prepared, he said no, you are Angelica and i told him You look like Angelica. He could have probably taken me with one finger, but he chose to leave me alone.

One hour later, Angela was playing one dollar hands at the High Limit area (smaller area, fewer cameras with easier to asses angles) when a group of men, all looking athletes, started to make a big noise and yell, and one of them put his butt on Angela's face at which point i grabbed the phone and took a picture, as he was straightening his bowed position. Then i started to record the yelling guys and uploaded a few recordings and they left soon after. I recognized one of them as...

10:07 I think one of the guys i spoke with this morning when i opened the door looked like... Not sure cause i'm half asleep. But definitely saw him through the window Monday when they had some sort of meeting and he was acting like the supervisor or owner of the company. A compressor for powering tools constantly vibrates the building, bringing dust by the windows that i sealed with packaging tape that leak in places.

BTW, if they asked me i'd say it's not bad they replace the moldy aluminum windows, but the biggest problem with the building is the basement.

I remembered about 5 years ago they did the roofing in the whole complex, it's been a continuous nail beating sound, with thousands of nails (about one nail per second on average) for each roof for almost one year. Before that, they fixed the pavement, another couple of months of misery. After roof it's been the siding @ May 2019.

2:18 I ran to Best Buy to buy a sim card for my phone. Many people simulating getting in front of me, the guy with the blower in the parking lot. On my way back i had to stop behind a guy who stopped too early at a stop sign (incoming traffic not close enough, last stop before intersection and was saying now "incoming traffic has no stop", really weird, car coming from North). Then he moved when he shouldn't (traffic still coming) while a big white SUV Discovery from the right came to 1 ft distance, where the driver could not control (see) the distance no more. I got back thinking to take a picture, but she backed up at once at the line of the intersection and at once extended her head through the window, making it impossible to take the picture. She also didn't have a front LPN. The rear LPN showed something like MNH (My New Ache). I hurried to write this because last time when something similar happened the cops came at my door "to make sure i will not retaliate to the poor guy" who was also present at my door dressed as a cop. Yesterday in the intersection following stop sign a cop was watching with serenity as a gray KIA almost ran me over as i was crossing on green.

From 20 ft away where she moved back she looked like Ariana Grande, thought with short, curly ash blond hair.

When i got back here two guys were blowing the dust in the parking lot all the way to the sky, somehow the dust made it here (under the door i guess) and made me sneeze. By writing this i know i will supersede myself the information i put when complaining about 10 days of dust in the apartment, this is how they work, they usually blow dust in this location about one hour later. I didn't catch the image at the peak of the dust though.

4:13 It was nothing like yesterday. Didn't need the car to run away since they haven't worked at this building at all. After they finished at the next side facing ours, almost same amounts of windows in less than half the time they did here (they had a bigger team i guess), they moved on the other side of the next building, made less noise, less dust and i fell asleep and slept several hours. But what did i witness when i went to pick Angela? I parked, like yesterday, on the other side of the alley where she usually parks and Angela (who slept 4 hours, worked ten) was coming towards me in the middle of the alley, without looking behind just being happy she gets home and i watched with terror when one of the two "Chinese women" (Fang) almost ran her over with her big SUV (small Chinese woman, big SUV, can't see near or in front maybe up to 20 ft) (again, superseding the information above, missing her by inches).

Then we went to her garden only to find there a woman who left looking embarrassed, with a bag with something in it. When Angela looked, several pounds of tomatoes were missing. She talked to Angela the other day, saying she comes there to relax, not having a lot of her own. The good news is the kitchen compost in the piled bags has fermented, is not stinking anymore while there are still left a few weeks of "crops". (Yeah i know phone camera was on manual, WB is screwed).

There is another expression for this type of information superseding: If you complain, i'll bully you some more.

5:45 After about one hour of the AC working, the room filled with dust. A mixture of siding dust falling from the balcony above that has been swept but probably like mine, with finest dust remaining, and the one from the blowing of the parking lot (Wednesday blowing, picture above).
I went and tried to hose the AC, the concrete patio, screen, etc.. Some guy from BZ came to throw away garbage. I mean, literally throwing boards on top of other, raising more dust. He had a mask completely covering his face at 90+ degrees. Three Japanese teens as tall as me passed, slowly. But then i realized i need to hose the balcony upstairs as well. However when he went to vacation, like never before, he left a pair of shoes which i tried as much as i could to avoid. (BTW today i remembered he had a pair of miniature boxing gloves attached to the central mirror). Dust and bigger chunks of debris fell so i had to do mine one more time. Trouble with these small window ACs is the inner (cold) area communicates with the outer through the water collecting pan which is not always full. While i was hosing the balcony a guy with glasses was fixing a bicycle tire while i was virtually hosing him (he was in that direction but too far away). Guess the symbolism?

When i was about to finish i realized they didn't fix that piece of siding everything started with (though i'm not sure cause SAGE inspected the buildings before that). It looks like the other siding under is wet, needs to dry. All i want to say is when i discovered it two years ago i didn't have the  hose, it was not my doing.

March 19

2:53 It is my belief that there is one person that acts as three people that live in the never heated (so far, to my knowledge) apartments upstairs. When at Apt 4 (the one with dog hairs on the drier's vent) she acts as a woman and she's talking on the phone in the balcony for hours. Sometimes with somebody on speaker phone and she let me hear it a few days ago, but in the past, alone because she's talking without breaks to listen the "other person", sometimes for hours, loud enough to be heard from inside our place.

But i'm pretty sure they can bring someone separately (a more real person) if needed or shift the entire paradigm (quiet down everything, etc.) (Wavefunction collapse). Cause nobody in the greater audience knows how they look like or what they really did here.

In a way, a similar situation with the place in Lake Oswego. We were at 10 and at 9 in the beginning for a few months it was Lindsay Lohan, and then came Kelly Clarkson, with same name, cars, clothes etc.. Of course they weren't there all the time, most of the times it was doubles. At times talking or yelling (partying by herself) with a loud bass at night, for hours.

I still remember the day (i will never forget) when we went for a walk at Sauvie Island. When we got home she was "talking on the phone" on the other side of her door and it could be heard from outside and when i got at my door she asked (the other, imaginary person) "Did you have a good hunt?"

Tonight someone was talking on the phone from a van in the parking lot in the spot closest to ours, some 15 ft away with the door open. Maybe filming cause she was kinda pointing the phone towards us. Our spot has a bit of a grade so the front of the car is a few inches higher than the rear and it's really easy to slam doors.

However i was careful not to. I'm pretty sure the stunt was for the "slamming" of our doors at 2 AM to be heard, maybe recorded. In the first place, it was very close. When Angela comes from work and closes the doors i can barely hear it from inside. But Saturday morning like every morning i heard like 100 slams real loud from inside and they weren't close mostly more than 50 to 100 ft away.

3:18 Earlier. We came home on 212 and 205 and as soon as we got on 205 i noticed a bad exhaust smell that was present on 212 as well. So bad it could be felt with the fan stopped and the vents on recirculate.

It was a compact group of cars (the only cars on the freeway at that hour) some 1000 ft away, one of them could have been in front of us on 212, and one of them had the dreaded red horizontal bar behind and the others were acting like they didn't want to pass it.

So i stayed behind in the stink though i was closing in at speed limit + 5 or something within 10 minutes or so. Who is ever doing 55 on a freeway? Not even cops. But i didn't pass and could not satisfy my curiosity and exited earlier at Stafford, took Borland and could finally get some fresh air in the car. When we got home in the parking lot we realized we had a 10 oz (300 ml) empty bottle of brandy and a 700 ml empty bottle of wine which we forgot to put in the trunk which we both drank (of course me more) some 10 hours (at the time this happened on the freeway) earlier.

Right under a surveillance camera at the Indian Head. Was wondering how convenient was that empty spot. Yeah i know a brandy at the bar is about 30 ml, double 60 etc. but costs 10 times more. We are Romanians. When i was young my record was 1000 ml by myself in one night and then in the morning i walked 15 km from Rarău back to Câmpulung. To me 200 ml is used to be just warming up. BTW, got very sick after i ate a burger at Indian Head, but hours later, when i was driving.

What literally saved my life was too charcoal caps forgotten in  the car in a small prescription jar, cause i forgot the whole jar at home. Clostridium bla bla. How do i know? I realized earlier inside and in the car i smelled like sewer.

Got exposed to sewer all night Friday/Saturday gas by forgetting to fill the washer with water after i washed two loads or from emptying the P trap at the bathroom tub or other P trap probably done through a master ninja maneuver in the neighborhood (last time i used the tub was when i took a shower Friday). Or maybe the smoke in the parking lot at Indian Head and last night here that smelled like coal or garbage smoke (had a sulfur component).

Other than that? If i stayed here all day i probably couldn't finish to tell what happened in the casino, like every time i get there. But i'll try the last thing. Just before we left i thought i saw this guy (the one with the goatee) but only from a side. I tried to follow him in the casino to get a better look but he entered an area (in front of the bar) that was immediately closed with a yellow ribbon. Now i remember. The Police was there too but hours earlier.

The same area where a couple of hours earlier we were waiting almost one hour for our burger while they were "out of propane" too cook it. And yeah, why they closed the main entrance after midnight or so and let us out on the other door? (next to revolving door). No, i think that was the main entrance, they were using  the other one only in the last years as main entrance.

Why i am so pissed with him? In December 2002/January 2003 he and the princess herself (now fat) were acting as my psychiatrist and therapist at Woodland Park Hospital (that was closed two years later when staff (beside me in January 2003) called 911 from inside the  hospital for a patient they could not help (the cover after i probably start to talk about) and in 2002/2003 they kept me in there for more than a month for a nasal congestion i didn't know i had and got too distracted to realize, after i had earlier that year (in September 17) two ribs broken during an endoscopy done by doctor Parent.

How do i know they were two? The pain started only days later, the sedation and whatever else he put in that IV. I slept on one side only for about a week. But i heard the horrible noise of bones breaking twice during endoscopy and felt it (not as a big pain), i think i was under light sedation. Which we both agreed i wouldn't get (he started an IV "just in case something happened to me"). Then he created 16 scars on my esophagus pretending he took biopsies and that hurt (the reason i counted them). Story is much longer.

There is no treatment for broken ribs (you simply wait for about one month) and i went to several ERs nobody gave me pain killers. One of the doctors (in Vancouver) compressed my chest making it worse.

Medical malpractice has a statute of limitation, just in case we are talking doctors. If they are not this goes right under torture and kidnapping and those do not have a statute of limitation.

Ok i know what happened. They didn't want us on camera exiting that door. Like maybe i was arrested or something, that could have happened for real (or maybe not real real) if i tried to pass that supposed Police car, much closer to home.

4:25 More slammed door raised the smell of sewage from somewhere. I know the floor is wet under and the upper fiberboard is bulged.

10:33 Good thing with the smoke last night i didn't remember the speed limit on the last 6 miles on 205 was 65 and didn't see the sign that could have been hidden by trees. The two remaining cars (of 4) were going under speed limit but i had to go a bit over to pass them.

10:38 Covers.

The lodge.

Putin's jacket is similar to my new one, also driving at night. I said it several times before, i think of it all the time, at every news i see about it. The war in Ukraine is being used as an allegory. Also the weird coincidence. Putin, Trump to be arrested.

10 milioane? Ăsta e pragul de intrare la fondul unde era CEO James Rudd, consulul României în Portland.

10:52 Goatee.

11:08 Slammed doors. I think the crocodile knocked on door with his protruding teeth.

11:40 Last couple times i went to Spirit Mountain played mostly pocker (maybe 50 bucks in total). Never finished 20 dollars at poker faster. I calculated the return was about 30-40% (was playing on a card) and i had a few big hands too including 5s at a time (playing deuces) and i think a royal flush (with deuces) but at 3 hands that is diluted by 3.

When i said the pocker can giver you close to 100% returns i was referring to Indian Head, because that is the furthest in Oregon. Last night we had a total of 120 dollars free play, one of the reasons we went there in the first free snow free day, a 100 miles drive over Mount Hood (but the weather will change back for the next month). Not many people from Portland go there, i can see it when i get back, the road is mostly empty and they were a total of about 100 cars in the parking lot last night.

But that is not the case anymore. Last night at poker it was like 70% over there too and all the other machines were much lower. I know they not only have settings, they can give you a hand whenever they want with the click of a mouse or something from the control room. That does not fits the definition of gambling by any means.

Spirit Mountain is closest to both Portland and Salem (under 50 miles) and they basically rob you of your money. It's the worse casino I've ever been too in the whole western US when it comes to winnings.

12:10 For what's worth it. Just remembered something from IMU. There was this guy Mitică in the next office who looked like Mick Jagger (at five ten he is not as tall as me, right?). Also a woman who looked like ONJ. And my boss who locked like... And Mitică invited us to a party ("his birthday"). After the first drinks we started dancing and ONJ who was dressed in a red velvet dress kinda wrapped her hands around my neck and i danced with the other woman too who was like visibly pregnant, and looked like Carla Bruni (first time realized today, not sure of eye colour though, can't remember, that woman was totally brunette, Bruni, duh!).

Then my boss asked me to walk him home (he was living nearby, he said he was once stabbed in that area) and i did but could not find my way back to that apartment (i guess first drinks did it) as all the buildings and apartments looked to me the same that night.

Over the years i realized, it would have been a special party that night.

3:33 We can still remember the times when a monthly payment for a loan were not going first towards cash advances. We can thank Mr. Obama for fixing that.

However banks are making all kinda "mistakes" and try to work around against that bill. Angela was somehow stuck with a 55 dollars a month for a "sticking" cash advance because she had different promotions to pay off and the computer was sorting them in a the order of credit request instead of expiration date (from what my poor microwave washed out drunken brain can understand). The two women she talked to at the bank for about an  hour were driving her mad and she started to yell as i haven't heard in a long time. But it was inside not in the balcony thought the man upstairs started to agitate and pace like i did  (one in one thousands time when he maybe had a reason).

No big coincidence, the offending statement came in the mail today, though Angela was expecting it, "knowing what they are doing".

It all reminds me of times when we were spending hours in weekends (somehow all screwed up bills always come in weekends) on the phone to fix those.

I was very nervous also because she was talking on the cell phone (though on speaker phone) and i put the beeper (alarm) next to her but she would not understand. I tried to make her talk from google voice on the laptop from the start but she wouldn't saying that she doesn't like the quality of the sound. I don't believe it's worse than a cell phone though.

4:10 When i got out of the shower i realized how much smoke is here. A component of the smell is garbage. Could be the reason Angela was yelling so loud on the phone? When i went earlier outside to search something in the car, the smoke was much stronger. I stepped on a few mole holes, it got better A car full of Asian chicanos passed and the driver was grining at me and yelling at the others: Cada vez... something.

Also the guy upstairs started to yell again and for the first time i realized he might be yelling both because he's "under the influence" of that smoke and also "he believes" the smoke is coming from us.

March 22

At about 1:00 AM i felt an irritating smoke. Then Angela woke up coughing. I had to go outside and plug a little "volcano" right under the door. Lost some of the concentration and inspiration.

2:00 A new wave of smoke. Smaller holes under the door.

12:05 If this was real, "Stormy Daniels" should have been charged with blackmail or extortion as well. But i believe statutes of limitation for both alleged crimes have passed. Trump is an idiot or consistently acts like one.

12:28 There are 4 bins around the building and two can be seen from my windows or door. One across the alley (first picture), one across the yard (on top of the gray car), second. There is one more at the other end of the garages in the second picture and one not visible at the same distance with the one in the first. Only one is overflowing (somebody took the bags yesterday from around it, this is one day only) the other two are not full, and there is one more at about the same distance that is also not full. It is my understanding that Republic garbage services didn't empty the bin across but then i don't understand so many garbage bags next to the first bin. But there is also a smell of burnt garbage in the air that makes me sick.

2:50 Here's the picture with the 3rd bin taken from the parking spot outside the apartment. I took it when i left. The same distance as the first one servicing probably more buildings. I cost me a lot. First i had to return to get the memory card for the camera which i forgot in the reader. Then i forgot to check the sign at the door. After that i walked all the way to the street and then i remembered and came back to check the sign. Now i'm looking for new holes in the windows frame or everywhere else. Can't tell if it smells like dust or not because when i came back they were raising dust from the parking lot with the blowers all the way to the sky. Tried to avoid it but got in bigger trouble. From behind, the school bus came. Now i was caught between the schoolbus and the blower. Only one kid so cute fair who couldn't possibly belong to this place, about 5 years old, was walking alone on the alley probably towards "his apartment" etc..
3:00 Dangerous dreaded stairs. Figured the mystery with the street work. They installed a handicapped passage for crossing the street. Though there is not a signalled crosswalk there. Yet. I have big trouble crossing that street at any point cause cars never stop coming.

As soon as i cross i have to climb the dreaded stairs. Cause there is enough if one guy with bad exhaust passes to fill the "canion" of 65 street next to hospital with smoke. Like it happened today in the all white residential area with that guy who was searching an address.

Never realized until today. Those stairs are dangerous because the rungs are smaller than my ft which is about 11 inches. About 25 rungs of pure adrenaline. Should have awakened me but it didn't.

Entering the residential area on Borland. Was too slow to react when the first KGB car passed. It happens always in the same area, near the cell phone tower. Two more will usually follow on the whole street.

Every time when i pass that school there are kids playing outside.

In the park. After that stinky pickup passed i took the alley by the river. Soon after i met with Ozzy and Sharon, wearing  their well known dark round glasses. But it took me seconds after the encounter to realize who they were. He was wearing a large hat pointing at Martin's hat. I wanted to stop to try and tell him something about the hat and Martin but i changed my mind.

One blond woman was sitting on a bench facing the river bending forward and touching her knees with her head (the reverted bow, again, several times today like yesterday). Usually back pain follows.

The Russian guy talking on his phone. From time to time (every two months or so) i see in the park a Russian guy talking aloud in Russian on his speakerphone. Always. Followed by his wife. Rather short, balancing in a peculiar way from one ft to another, like a penguin or a true ninja in disguise, to occupy more space or look scary or simply impressive. This is all i could do today with my sleepy head.

4:54 I was eating with blinds open and was visible from outside and two persons with three dogs came 1 ft away from my patio and threw a poo in there. Then i asked him why and he said "she can do wherever she wants". It was a gray big fat dog reminding of a pig. I told him he could see me eating and he said i never saw you in my f... life. The shape and size of the poo belonged to a dog that had let numerous poohs around here in the last few months. I think i know who they were. 

5:53 I believe it's an old tactic. Covering s... with more s....

6:50 It's been 18 hours since i'm in smoke continuously. Finally found the source. When i did, i found they had the window open around the corner and making noises like sitting and eating. Just threw some potting soil i had in a bag over  the holes. Can't reach with my ft or anything to step on and stop the smoke. I think this time is marijuana.

8:12 As i was expecting, with the smoke and everything the man upstairst started to yell...

April 1st

BTW do you know what faison l'amour means in French?

3:10 Last night after i took gas at Spirit Mt. Shell my airbag warning light came on. Exactly like at the other Elantra in August 20 in the day before the accident last year. So far i checked the fuse. I have an ELM327 OBDII blue tooth connector but it doesn't work. After i tried to pair it it asks the password, i put in 1234 (i tried with 0000 and kept prompting), it connects briefly and then disconnects. It worked in the past with Angela's PC, today i tried with that one, my laptop but i don't want to turn on the phone for it.

That car has been totaled once, right door have been hit. This one has been totaled twice and in the pictures at the first auction the panel at the right door was missing. But if that light is on it means none of the airbags will work in case of accident.

Later i figured it out. I was an April 1st joke that so far cost me 100 bucks (had a gift card remainder).

3:28 BTW we never win (positive balance for the night) unless i complain here first. It only happened 2 or 3 times this year, and always after i complained. I wanted to write yesterday but it seemed so mundane after the recent posts and gave it up. But what i saw yesterday at Chinook surpasses all imagination.

But first. Somehow i stepped into a piece of dog s... before i left. They placed it somewhere on my way to the patio when i always go to check the sign at the door. As a result, scores of stinking vehicles got in front of us on our way to Lincoln City. Tried to pass or stay behind but they were everywhere. In the last few trips (weeks) we only drove behind those, but yesterday they needed a pretext.

So at one of those stops we switched roles (Angela drove first because i was feeling sick, probably from all kinda smells and smokes here) and when i got outside i realized how bad our car was stinking inside and discovered the poo on my shoes.

I was telling Angela, they (ninja) never act unprovoked, or have to be always on the defence. So they carefully arrange something. Like for our car to stink enough to be felt from behind. And then all hell breaks loose.

I didn't get to see any of the drivers but i know who they are.

Besides of being very tired, when i got there i was also dizzy.

So what i was telling. The unimaginable. There was a team of actors from a theatre in Hungary filming filling the whole place. At two table games they were a few guys with loud voices (men and women) yelling so loud i only heard at traditional weddings in my home town Câmpulung. For hours. Really disturbing. Nobody cared from security cause they were from the same team.

6:40 Just figured what the reasons of the yelling upstairs and in the casino and kids in the alley and modified exhausts etc. are for. When synced with my brainwaves they cause among other things temporary blockages of the common duct (a chakra or sphincter) that put pressure on my liver and pancreas with lowering of insulin production.

Yeah i know i said that before and don't know where and instead of one more link i will say it again. April 1st stands for altruism. What's for one. Only fools are alone.

7:05 Got PC?

8:23 Instead of locker, they brought the scanner at the door. I went and read the codes, it's the driver side air bag. Unsupervised children are playing on the other side of the alley, for hours now.

Most frequent, the clockspring under the airbag on the steering wheel, something that can be replaced in 10 minutes. Given the coincidence, could they have done it in the parking lot at Chinook? Only the security tapes can confirm it.

9:52 Yes she's back. It must be a she because a man could not stand in this environment except for short periods of time. Because of shedog poopes. She took the car for a couple of hours out of the spot.

I was thinking earlier. People don't want to know the truth. I have put within the last year or so hundreds of valid matches (yes i made mistakes in the past) but they still see each case as an isolated one. They cycle the people through all kinda made up artificial conflicts made with characters and charactonimes and they forget everything and believe in what they are being told. If not, pandemics, wars and scandals can help. Sorry for you. And for me because i have not foreseen this.

It's all a delaying tactic. Children are busy growing up, then mary, go to jobs, have more children, get old, retire and die and are always too too busy to understand what's going on. So they can peacefully pump the gold out of it and in the end destroy the Earth. But who cares. It won't happen in our time.

11:37 Can't say it didn't help me. It helped me cause i did locate which airbag is off. But when i tried to read real time data (the resistance) to confirm is the speed clock, was showing zero all the time. So it was only reading the computer code. Maybe because the last Hyundai Elantra it had in there was a 2017. So i came inside and tried to update following the instructions in the booklet which is of course written Chinese English, like the menus and everything.

I was impressed a bit by the multitude of vehicles i could download for. Thinking. The Chinese never saw these vehicles, don't have an idea or do they. I choose Hunday only, everything worked fine and after i restarted the thing it crashed and became unusable, so now i'm up for a return. In the meantime i figured a way to physically check that spring clock, the airbag pops up when pried with a screwdriver and the thing is under. Thinking how easy would have been for a ninja to sabotage it.

I once read people being uneased by needing to throw away Amazon bags and boxes. How about the return pallets?

After half day spent on it (and only 5 hours of sleep last night) i went for a short walk around the block (today i washed the fridge under, air quality is almost acceptable now in here, for the first time ever), people all around the building welcomed me with flashing yellow lights (parking would have been enough, speed limit here is 5 and nobody drives at this hour (almost midnight)), gestures almost obscene, exhaust smoke etc.. I'm sure that if i went the second time there would have been nobody around but i couldn't cause i'm just too tired.

Ruby Wednesday

They simply know how to pick their timing. Last Sunday i started to fill out (on line, it is possible now) a small claim in the Washington County Court regarding the real reason for failure and recalls of the Hyundai. My car did not fall under recall of course because for some reason they didn't have engine seizures for this type. That third party web site where i was filing, right after i was done that is describing the issues, they asked me to electronically sign and testify under penalty of perjury that did my best efforts to recover my loss (from the plaintiff). So i sent without much hope an email to Hyundai Motor America with a copy of that description and they of course asked me first to talk on the phone, they picked a moment when i was driving, got the message when i got home and also an email basically saying the vehicle is out of warranty which is obvious.

Ever since i started the claim, they scheduled (AI, endless parade) Kia Souls to drive in front of me besides SUBARUs of which i complained about the name. Sub are you, that is subhuman. And the logo. One big star at the NW (New White Shinto) and 5 little ones scattered in the rest of it.

BTW today i was passing under the light signals on Marti-nazzi St in Tualatin and all of a sudden i had a revelation. (The shape of the poles and horizontal bars with the signs intrigued me from the beggining where i came to US cause though very efficient they require much engineering to stay in place over the years, being a very "unnatural" type of design). But to me the shape with the name Martinazzi on it now figures both a half gate and also a hanging pole.
So i got home and instead writing this blog post which (will, when i'm done) contain very important informations abut my activities and others' regarding my last matches.

So i took an advice today and tried to go to Tryon instead of Refuge. I recon the hills provide more opportunities for exercising, i already had some sun to grow a bit levels of Vitamin D for this summer (your body accumulate that and stores it for months to come). However, got into trouble right after i arrived and Boones Ferry entrance. Forgot to say, when i left, i went in the back, took the picture with the sign, i knew i had my truck in the back, no reason to turn at the door and then i remembered i didn't look for new canine gifts around door, turned around only to see the woman with the red hair, of the same height and physical constitution with the Latina from F3 with the chair yesterday getting in her car to leave. Another avatar of Szabolcs i said to myself and went back to get my truck and go to the park. Forgot many details like LPNs and logos on the freeway, i forgot to take Boones Ferry, that would have given me some delay since all that area in Lake Oswego is under construction (lots of areas under construction around here lately). At the entrance in the refuge i pulled the bottle of water i  had with me, wasn't fitting in any pocket and i just drank some and put the rest back in the car. That delay was enough for the guy with curly red hair and bear and a dog (a gray terrier i think) to come by on foot up the street. He looked at me, sort of embarrassed like, a couple of times, while i was plainly staring at him. Cause he was again Szabolcs. He passed my car and stopped at the entrance of the trail showing his back and had a chance to take a good look at his constitution. That is thinking what chances i had if i gotten into a fight with him. Though athletic, back and hands were more like women's with strong torso and legs. And when i looked at the legs, i saw under shorts hairs that were grayish but not red. I thought to myself, if he can fight then his strength must be in his kicks and some unknown ninja tricks. I was thinking later. The man allowed his body to grow like this over the years for the sole purpose of looking like a woman, for easier disguise, his specialty. Cause here in the complex he's already got at least 4 women's avatars. (S..., they came with the blowers and i forgot to water the dust around building).

Ok so i just got back at the wheel, turned around, and drove to where he came from only to see a road closure and a detour sign. I looked at the bridge they were re-building and said to myself. Can't be more than half mile detour (BTW why don't they write how many miles the detour is, it would be very easy to calculate now with google maps and everything). So i followed the signs, drove about 3 miles and got at the intersection of Terwilliger and Boones, coming from west this time of course.

Should have been distracted by something and instead of following Terwilliger where i was driving on i took a right again on Boones and went down the road until i met of course with the other road block. Then i wanted to take a picture of the road block, pulled my phone, took a picture through the dirty windshield (BTW got to wash t his truck sometime) and when i wanted to open the window to take a clearer picture i realized there was this brick red SUV behind me. I thought he was waiting for me to make an U-turn so he can do his, gave up on taking that picture and started to turn only to see him in my peripheral vision that he started to make a left turn on the street perpendicular to Boones and was on collision course. He didn't make more than 3 ft when i saw him and of course i stopped and he stopped in that very instant and we were kinda face to face through windows and window was down like mine and had a change to take a good look at him and i'm 90% sure it was our Joe Biden. Red tanned, looking better than in the pictures (like i heard about Obama) he never lost his nerve, he said hi and smiled, but next to him i saw an old lady that went so frustrated by the fact it didn't work and she looked exactly like Barbra Bush. But couldn't have been cause she's dead, right? How about the actress who did her?

Of course my phone was on the seat next to me, these cameras work quite good in good light when you want to take a picture like for your memories, but are slow to start in situations like these, it didn't even cross my mind in that second. All i got is time and location from the picture with the road block.

So he was just staying there when i turned around and turned right on Terwilliger. I went at the Terwilliger entrance of the park, but most except a few spots next to curb were taken. I saw at least 4-5 cars with many kids getting out, all kinda slow motion with adults giving me strange looks. So i just left and drove back on Terwilliger. On the overpass waiting at the light signal for Barbour (99). I was maybe the 7th car in the row, the guys coming from opposite direction where giving me all kinda theatrical looks, like scared, worried, it turned green but first guy wouldn't move until somebody from behind me honked. It finally did but i'm pretty sure the guy in front of me and i passed on red. But the guy in front of me was again a brick red SUV and slowed unexpectedly while i was staring at the red light but stopped in time not to hit him.

Other that that. Got to pass again through 2 red/speed camera intersections on 99, i was careful to memorize how i did it and got at the refuge.

As i was parking a guy in a black t-shirt and his wife, both looking angry came and got in the SUV in front of me and left. As he climbed at the wheel i had a chance to see the back of this black T-shirt that was covered on his length by a thin white rectangle with something written in the middle, a bible quote starting with God is my Lord, whith huge letters. It reminded me of the bible studies in Ron Boger's house back in 97, of Ron Boger his wife Mary and i started to get mad and... i forgot my phone on the seat of the truck.

Entered the refuge and i saw the bush with blue flowers had the flowers more open then ever ans sun was behind a cloud and bush was bright and everything and wanted to take a picture but realized my phone is in the truck, and went back and picked it (3 minutes walk).


Then on the trail i met with a woman that first i though was Meryl Streep but when she said an aggressive hi and smiled at me i realized she was younger.

I continued walking and after a mile or so i heard a military jet. Haven't heard one of those since i posted a match with a colonel here at the base. Then i've been thinking. They could have messed with my phone while i walked 3 minutes on the trail without it etc..

Last of the Hyundai

April 2018. We bid on a car at Copart. Like IAA, it's a place where insurance companies sell the totaled cars after they pay their customers the market value. They usually specify the areas where the car was damaged. This one has been listed as  "minor scratches and damages". We saw the car prior at the auction lot, together with one hundred others. Did not realize the car was actually in an accident, partially fixed and put back in auction and sold again at a higher price. I paid a total of 45 hundred dollars, including Copart fees.

When i went and picked it at the auction site, the car was driveable, but was making a weird noise at the engine. The mud cover on the right front was damaged, the fender was not holding in place, battery was almost dead and 5 years old. Serpentine belt was bent by a foreign object that gut between belt and pulleys at the time of the accident. When i got home i found in the trunk the broken windshield washer reservoir and the right headlight. Car was painted on the right side, with the right door and fender damaged. It was unclear if the right door airbag was still functional, though no dashboard light was on.

They were some sort of crystals on the windshield and hood, maybe from car being driven behind a de-icer that did not go away after a year or something, impairing visibility. Nr.1 and 2 cylinders had spark plug loose (0 torque) and there was oil in the cylinders and on the threads and inside the spark plug wheels. The shoulder at the bottom of the spark plug wheels  where the washers of the spark plugs seal sit was damaged and it was impossible to seal the spark plug when torquing it. Exhaust was leaking by the spark plugs in the engine compartment. Hood was bent (never fixed) and was not touching the seal with exhaust coming through the air intake grill in the cabin. There was oil in the the cylinders and on the spark plug threads.

3 years of struggle followed, with me working at the cars for hours, several days a week.

First went to Beaverton Hyundai and bought a battery and had it installed. Bought there a serpentine belt and installed it. Bought on Amazon a 6 mm diameter camera (about 20 bucks) to look inside the cylinders where i did not see piston slap damage but oil.

I tried to wipe the spark plug threads with balls of cotton soaked in alcohol, but they were not holding.

 
Designed and build in a machine shop a tool to resurface the shoulders of the spark plug holes. Finally torqued the spark plugs. Ordered a mud cover for right front on ebay and installed it. Ordered a windshield washer reservoir and installed it. Straightened the hood by stepping on it while hood semi-open, several times over the years. Did not realize the plastic grill was still leaking in several places by design, until about a week before the accident. Over 3 years i drove the car from 35 k to almost 100, while breathing exhaust inside the cabin, though less and less.

Did not realize the battery connectors could not be tightened enough, and were constantly getting loose, again by design, with battery never fully charging, until i bought a plug in USB charger with a digital voltmeter and because of needing jump starts several times after exhausting the battery with radio and fan in parking lots i also bought a 40 dollars 10000 mah li-ion smart jump starter on Amazon.

There was foam in the oil indicating sticky valves and squishy lifters. Tried to use some valve cleaner for the noise and injector cleaner additive inside the tank. As that wasn't working, i tried to clean the throttle body when i saw the inside of the composite intake manifold, which was installed in front of the compartment, or the left side of the engine, which was oily.

I tried and used a 3/8 piece of vinyl tube connected to a vacuum cleaner and pulled from the intake ounces of oil. It was  then when i realized that oil from the PCV was condensing inside the cold manifold that was installed in front of the engine compartment and pooling at the bottom of the intake which was installed upside down, by design, with the bottom bellow the runners, unlike any car i seen before. From there, oil was trickling up the runners, burning on valves and making them sticky, especially at number one cylinder. More oil was getting inside the cylinder, lubricating the piston rings unevenly, contaminating spark plugs, etc..

I pulled the injectors and tried to clean them applying voltage and some solvent from a spray can. Can had twice the pressure of the fuel and blew the injectors microfilters. I had to buy new injectors from dealer, for 400 bucks.

Over the years, i designed and installed several versions of catch cans on the PCV circuit, trying to minimize the amount of oil that gets in the intake which i was vacuuming "regularly" with a device i designed myself, made of a piece of tubing and a mat pump. With the last version of the catch can i could not vacuum oil from the intake anymore, there was none left.

A few months ago i bought an Exide battery and installed it and the noise was gone for a few hours. That was until the nuts at the connectors got loose again. Weeks before the accident i degreased the connectors together with the 8 bolts and nuts that were around the battery connectors and sealed the nuts on top with some adhesive. The voltage on the plug in charger with digital voltmeter was finally showing 14.3 volts while driving, 14.1 while idling. In the day of the accident, the noise was almost gone.

The noise was coming from the nr.1 cylinder or the furthest on the fuel rail, where fuel had not enough pressure because of low voltage at the fuel pump and injector was dripping,  causing uneven washing of the cylinder, with probably some slap while the engine cold, and not enough fuel washing the oil condensed on runner and trickling on valve, which was not getting washed enough because of low voltage at the fuel pump, making the valve stick and the lifer squish oil which was foamy. One cylinder working less than others meant vibration at the engine which meant poor driveability at high speed.

When i did rear brakes, a couple of years ago, i saw the indicators for pad wearing were bent and acting like springs, pushing the pads on the rotor, diminishing mileage.

Over the years, the car was doing an average of 35 mpg on the freeway and @20 in stop and go traffic. The car was quite comfortable to drive, due to soft suspension and many options, including working AC, bluetooth and satellite radio (which we did not subscribe for). In the days prior to the accident it was in its best shape ever, with smooth running engine, good driveability and almost no noise.

On August 19 Angela told me on the phone she had a flat. On the same tire there was another, several months ago when i got it fixed at Les Schwab in Lake Oswego. When she got home, i found low pressure in right rear, enough to trigger the sensor, put the tire in the tub full of water and didn't see any bubbles. I took the tire, for precaution, at the same Les Schwab shop in Lake Oswego.

There i spoke to a guy who resembled the current Finance Minister of Romania. Of course i didn't realize right away. Inside there was this Hungarian opera singer who acted like Phil Wick, Les Schwab's CEO after the death of Les Schwab.

The Romanian guy called me inside the shop which didn't happen in a long time, i went reluctantly after he called me a couple of times and showed me a tire similar to mine that had a damaged rim for about 1/6 length of the whole rim. He told me if it was from a previous installation which was in the same shop and asked me if wanted a new tire, i asked him if he had Michelin, the brand that was originally on car when i got it, he said no, if he can get it by tomorrow, he said we should talk in the morning, he had the number on my record, he then put the tire back on the wheel, inflated it and the wheel in the trunk. He insisted to put it there himself. This car doesn't come with a spare, though it has the space for it in the trunk. I found one at the junkyard, from a Ford that fitted. Though spare was new, the car was not driving the same as with the original wheel, especially at high speeds on the freeway. In the same evening i re-ordered a couple of tires similar to those in front which i changed more than a year ago, similar to the original ones. They were scheduled to arrive Monday, however they came Saturday morning or the day after the accident.

Friday evening i drove to Ilany, after both of us changed our mind, first Angela, then me, not to go that evening. 40 miles one way, had some difficulty driving, the car was drifting a bit, they were lots of drivers with weird LPN like KGB harassing us, as usually in the last few years. So i had to go with the speed limit.

In that day when she came from work she said she saw a light on the dashboard, it was the light showing something wrong with the airbags.

At midnight 20/21 i was coming back doing 60 in a 60 area on cruise control (which is kinda slow i recon). I was in the middle lane, because i was close to the interstate bridge where i don't want to drive on side lanes. Suddenly i noticed i was surrounded by a group of cars, left, right and behind. I saw in the mirror the lights from behind approaching at high speed, probably 20 over the speed limit. I could not change lanes, though the cars left and especially right might have slowed down in that moment, living me alone. Thing is i can't remember, because it all happened very fast. All i know is in my mind i had few options except to tell Angela to brace for impact and probably i accelerated in the last few seconds, reducing the difference in speed between the vehicles. For one second i thought he gave up then he accelerated too and i felt the impact. I was pushed forward at higher speed while all the other cars in the group fell behind. When i realized i still had control of the car i looked, the right lane was free, i veered right, stopped on the shoulder and tried to see his LPN. However when he passed he was surrounded by the other cars. All i could see was the tail of a huge white Ford pickup with the letters 4x4 on the tail. I took a picture of the car which was pretty damaged but still driveable (in the end, after talking to the cops who called a towing company who didn't want to go that far, calling our own towing that wasn't calling back, i drove the 22 miles from there to home, on right lane, and i had to pull over at least one time because of a truck that was coming again threatening from the rear).

The Washington State police came within 5 minutes. The cop looked bored and interested in a car that zoomed at high speed. He left the front lights on onto my car and i could not see his face. He said i should not drive the car back home cause it could not take another hit like that, which in the end almost happened. However, i do remember he looked like this guy.

He then agreed to drive before me (while another Police SUV came from behind, following me) and pilot me to a safe place. He exited the freeway than choose a street with poor illumination, near a property called G&G in the Minnehaha neighborhood of Vancouver, Washington, 2 miles away from Columbia river and Oregon.

There he asked me to write on a form called SUSPECT/WITNESS statement what happened and sign it. Then he asked me this question. What happened right after the impact? Because only those who survived such impact know what happens. The speed of your vehicle increases and that of the vehicles who hit you decreases. I think it was a test question. However, he did not write on the report "hit and run" which could have triggered a call for potential witnesses in the media.

Then he called their contracted towing company which came but refused to tow us "because of the distance". So i called the insurance, but the menus where such designed i had to file the claim first which meant an almost one hour conversation with the insurance claims rep. The cop left, the towing left and we were all alone on the dark street. I had to pee in a bottle i had in the thank that was crushed by the accident. The towing was not coming, i tried to call insurance again, got lost in menus and then i decided to drive back home. As i got on the freeway at around 2 AM, towing called saying they are within 10 minutes distance.

to be continued

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.