November 27

1:15 Just came from outside. Stupid Windows changed the time i took the picture (that came out blurry, not posting quality i'm used to) to last accessed time so i don't know when i went, maybe 11:30. To pick the rotting leaves.

After the wind shifted from that direction, when we got back tonight the smell in here was unbearable even with ozone generator at a higher setting for hours. After two days ago i picked the ones in the back, i thought i was happily done but today i had to tackle the ones in front. First i grabbed the ones around the hydrant where it stinks like used oil from the leaky Chrysler. I now believe it was meant to cover all the other smells including rotting leaves.

Then i tried next to it and the more i went towards the end of the building the more i picked. They were dried at the surface but wet and stinky under. Stinkier than in the back i thing because wind is blowing more from that direction. I lost count of how many laundry baskets but again i think more than twenty. So i went and picked and picked for almost two hours.

BTW the laundry basket is way stinkier now than after i picked those in the back. Though i washed it. It smells like a swamp.

When i thought i was finally done i glimpsed some more under the laundry vents. So i went there with the basket and when i grabbed a pile with my right hand to push them into the basket (they were 2 ft tall there) what did i touch. The rat bait box. Right under the vent.

And it was warm to the touch. Somebody's been drying laundry all the time i was outside but i went first in other areas and did not inhaled much except at the end.

Being heated by the vapor every time they were doing laundry and most likely releasing bait vapor that i was breathing. And it's been like that for at least six months. God knows if they were refreshing the bait or not but i saw the guys with the green pickup (forgot the name) several different times, last time recently maybe a month ago.

No it's been more than 6 months ago. It's been more than one year ago cause i remember when they first installed them i picked like 6 rats from the back rotting in the hot summer Sun. Nevermind it was in  September. Not long after i complained about seeing rats entering under the other building.

Wondering. But i think i now i know what possessed me i did not recognize the problem with the vents washing those boxes. I was under the influence of smoke coming from mole holes.

The were literally gassing us here since September 2022. Mostly me cause i stay here all the time. Maybe the reasons my hands are nowadays shaky and have palpitations.

The reason the woman at 4 was staying in the balcony talking on the phone for hours, probably while and after drying laundry.

2:09 Wandering. If an inhaled toxin that went into your bloodstream passes through intestinal wall into the intestine. Cause if so, taking activated charcoal could be helpful, by removing the toxin at intestines' level thus attracting more from the blood stream through osmosis/reverse osmosis whatever. BTW could this work for kidney failure? It all depends if activated charcoal can absorb urea or uric acid and of course if those pass the intestinal wall inside the intestine. Yes it can!

2:35 I think it works a little. Feeling better after half hour i took 2400 mg (two 1200 mg capsules) of those. Was  thinking the give Angela some but she fell back asleep until i grabbed one and some water. BTW when i opened bedrooms' window was smelling badly like mold from before and even after i picked the leaves cause the ground is wet and full of it.

Air in the living is much cleaner because of the ozone and the activated carbon filter so i let the door open and can hear her snoring lightly. Don't know what to do, she is supposed to wake up at 4:30 to go to work. What if i wake her and then she cannot fall back asleep? But i was outside and exposed a lot to the "laundry" vapor and inside there is the carbon filter i just replaced the elements and bedroom is less exposed to that stuff being on the other side of the building.

Yeah i'm much better 45 minutes after i took those. I gave her one then she fell back asleep. But i figured something else. The capsules i bought on  Amazon are not created equal. I mean some of them have twice the amount inside than others. Which indicates cheating.

Never saw capsules of something half full except for all charcoal i ever bought. Walmart charcoal capsules are half full but they are 300 something mg. Grocery Outlet capsules are 600 (if i did not switch them in my mind) but have the same degree of fulness (when gently squeezed with two fingers). Of these, only a few are full, most are more than half empty. And the charcoal does not seem so black.

BTW i bought from Amazon spark plugs for Elantra. OEM bla bla. 66 bucks for 4 seemed a good deal. They are packed in the same type of cardboard all Hyundai parts are and have the Hyunda/Kia logos in the ceramic part and cardboard box. However they have so many irregularities in shape and color i'm thinking or returning them.

3:25 Ok the pink discoloration seem to come from the laser welding of iridium tips. Cause it does look like laser welding. However the hook electrode is not aligned with the center one. And i'm afraid to bend it cause i may break the welding. But isn't that iridium layer shorting it? Could there be some are selling parts scrapped by Hyundai?

3:33 Yeah very interesting. They are not squeaking upstairs when/after she dries laundry.

4:57 Ok i woke up this morning after about 5 hours of sleep, really groggy. Though i haven't been drinking much last night and none last two days. They have not come back upstairs until 2 PM. I would think this is what it took for the stuff to clear the walls. But when they came they came with a vengeance.

I say they but i think there's really only one person. Haven't hear so much squeaking or stomping in a long time. While i was trying to figure the exact location of the incident Saturday night. Here's what i did.

I figured the event must have taken place @11:13 since the clock showed 11:11 but the clock was 2-3 minutes slow. I separated data from the gpx file downloaded from the GPS between 11:09 and 11:16 and loaded it into a spreadsheet. Since i was driving North South and had latitudes for every second, i plotted a chart with differences between two adjacent latitudes which gave me the speed in degrees of latitude per second.

There are several spikes in the graph but i think the first is the one. It looks like i slowed down a bit, (never under 70 as i remember), probably because of denser fog or a hill. I know i was on cruise control most of the time, close to 75. Then something made me accelerate, and shutting the cruise control before i slowed down. Then i saw it in the mirror, started to accelerate, at one time i hesitated when Angela started to yell at me not seeing what i was seeing in the mirror, then accelerated again until break out.

And then the other business with the tan car in my blind spot matching speed that exited at first exit after changing mind, twice.

It all happened between Grand Mound and Centralia at 11:09 + 180 seconds that is 11:12 or 36 minutes into the trip. First some event made me shut the cruise control and also accelerate. I think the loss of speed prior to that was due to a sudden increase in elevation without cruse control.

I think the moment was chosen because of a downslope that helped the big vehicle with only one headlight accelerate. The graph shows a period of 7 minutes.

Upstairs. After they squeezed everything they could from the space between mirror and ceiling, they left.

6:15 Last night at Spirit Mountain. I was at one of the entrances (the one closest to the highway) drinking a can of soda i brought from the car and started to talk to a short blond guy dressed funny (something i haven't done in long time). While i was talking to him the woman from Apt.4, though with blue eyes came from inside and stood next to him like they were together, and was staring at me, looking worried and she didn't say a word and they left one minute later.

7:25 About an our ago maybe later i heard a noise like a trailer hitting a bump. I was not worried cause they do it all the time here. But about half hour ago i started to here a noise like a towing truck was picking a car and after i wrote the entry above i said i better look and see. And what did i see. A guy with a truck backed up "not seeing" a smaller Dodge SUV was already parked in that spot.

It pushed the SUV into a pillar of the stairwell of the building and dislodged the stairs. Now the persons at the second floor there are being rescued by firefighters. Could this have anything to do with people gathering two days ago in the evening and watching in that direction. Maybe there was a fight within a couple. The woman with the Dodge is an Asian and i think the guy with the truck looks Latino.

7:40 Just opened the door again and saw a fat woman very excited hugging a firefighter.

8:00 Firefighters left, a towing truck came, two Police SUVs are on the scene, the truck that pushed the Dodge SUV is gone, the Dodge SUV itself is still riding the curb but slid one spot to the left (in the first picture) while was trying to get over the curve by its own power. People that supposedly came out of that building i haven't seen before, like the woman who was hugging the firefighter.

Inside the smell is almost unbearable. After i removed the leaves, the really bad stuff that was under is now stinking even after one (short, late November) sunny day with UV and stuff. I can barely breath after i had the ozone on for the whole day. Upstairs is like a continuous never ending waltz.

10:15 Ok. The soot coming from those Diesel engines calmed the stench from the ground that was under the rotting wet leaves for a month or more.

10:36 Realitatea paralelă. Apropo Dumitru Dragomir și el a încercat la rândul lui să dea cu SUV-ul peste mine (eram în truck parcă) la intersecția de la 7-11 din colț. Prin octombrie 2019, poate.

10:50 Just figured. The Nestle decaf instant coffee i bought last time at WinCo may contain an unusual amount of roasted grain like barley maybe.


11:08 Jurnalism pe cale de apariție. În sfârșit o deplasare a președintelui anunțată în media înainte de a se întâmpla.

Voiam și eu ca tot omul să citesc ceva funny înainte de a mă culca și peste ce dau în Cațavencii. (Da mi-am amintit fiindcă fraza cu jurnalismul le aparține). Cerneala simpatică. Gazul de sub casa scării. Așa-mi trebuie dacă le fur idei (meseria nu se învață, se fură, așa îmi spunea taică-meu întotdeauna).

Apropo conduceam, sâmbătă seara pe I5 spre nord și când am trecut podul acela înalt peste Columbia cu 4 benzi pe sens ce văd în punctul cel mai înalt. Un dulăpior îngust dar înalt care avusese sticlă (sau cristal) de jur împrejur care sticlă acum era spartă și împrăștiată pe porțiunea îngustă de lângă banda din stânga.

Dar de ce în picioare? Ca să se vadă mai bine? Kristallnacht? După multe faze nereușite, erau să ne căsăpească la venire, faza de mai sus.

November 14

1:08 I'm back at the PC as my laptop now broke. Only one of two USBC charging capable ports was still working and now it's flickering. Like many other things it broke over the weekend, when i was not here.

Was searching for somebody else when i ran into this. A Hungarian synchronized swimmer who committed suicide at 15 or in 2004, strangulating self with a noose. Reading some comments, i figured something else. She was lesbian. Though i don't speak or understand Hungarian, i saw when i translated with google and wanted to make sure. Also note there is no gender for third person pronoun. I knew that since before also by using google translate.

If i wasn't already processed by the guy upstairs who pumped the sewage present from a leak from bathroom fan pipe. He squeaked until he again broke my spirit. Following me everywhere in the apartment. I am positive he is getting some too until he finally leaves through the attic to sleep in a clean place. Nevermind he's back.

Yeah. Check this out.

Was thinking earlier. Ninjutsu is crime rationalized and made efficient.

2:13 Am citit cu câteva luni în urmă un articol despre o actriță româncă de teatru care a vrut întâi să intre în miliție și era prea scundă, înainte de școala de actorie, am căutat în toate felurile în care am știut, și știu destule, am vrut apoi să caut în istoria căutărilor mele și s-a stricat fișierul de pe serverul google, așa că nu mai am istoria căutărilor, tipa îmi amintea de o colegă de serviciu pe care am cunoscut-o în 86 când am început să lucrez la IMU Bacău, care era din București și se putea despărți de accentul ei de bucureșteancă mă rog.

Mai era o tipă tot așa din București cu care am lucrat cot la cot să spun așa, care semăna cu Angela Ciochină și era prietenă cu prima. Gabi Rafailă. Când se întâlneau chiar era amuzant să le auzi vorbind în limba lor latină.

Chiar după ce am început să lucrez acolo ne-au luat și ne-au dus la... câmp la strâns porumb. Toți inginerii din proiectare. Dar asta a fost în 86.

În 87 sau 88 cred în vară am fost la București la un curs de programare (cu toată gașca pe care o strânsesem de pe la proiectare, numai tipe bune, eu eram șeful lor) și acolo am cunoscut și două tipe de la Lugoj, una foarte mișto, o blondă, cu care am și dansat (am făcut noi un party în ultima zi în hotelul ăla foarte mișto din nordul Bucureștiului, ce piscină, era ditamai bazinul de înot) și tipa mi-a făcut o propunere prea directă să nu mă șocheze.

În timp ce dansam cu zeița și mă feream s-o ating măcar ea mi-a spus la ureche "cred că ești un șef foarte bun" la care eu am răspuns vag "nu ai de unde să știi". Tipa semăna cu... Camera lor era lângă a noastră.

Ceilalți erau cazați prin alte camere, mai departe, inclusiv Alex Horovitz din Timișoara de la o fabrică de mașini unelte de pe acolo. ("Fiul profesorului Horovitz care a scris o carte (de mașini unelte)"). Asta fost singura dată când am interacționat cu ea, mai ales că a doua zi am plecat toți acasă.

În camera mea mai era un tip, care semăna cu vocalistul Janos Kobor de la Omega. Al doilea din stânga. Care seamănă cu David Gilmour de la Pink Floyd. Fiica lui Kobor, Lena. Fishe eye effects.

Apropo, al patrulea tip din poză seamănă cu tipul de la Lynyrd Skinnrd. Care au o melodie ciudată, aproape incestuoasă.

Cursul a fost pentru cele două grupe, una din Bacău și una din Tmișoara (și cei trei din Lugoj) și el era echivalentul meu acolo dar erau mai avansați. El mi-a dat niște programe în Basic și apoi am luat tot de la Timișoara și primele calculatoare pentru grupa noastră de proiectare asistată de calculator care se numea chiar așa. SPAC (Sisteme de Proiectare Asistată de Calculator). Clone de Spectrum, cred că se numeau Tim-S.

Când am primit calculatorul mare cu terminale (o clonă de PDP) tot de la ei am luat un program făcut în Cobol pentru generat fișe tehnologice, de un tip Hlușcu care fugise în Germania și care nu a mers. Am făcut eu în schimb un program mult mai simplu și mult mai mișto în Fortran care făcea fișe tehnologice și normare, dar șeful meu l-a aruncat la gunoi (deranja grupa de normatori). Ăla a fost momentul când am început să mă gândesc să mă mut spre salarii/contabilitate.

A mai era și o tipă? Erica? din Timișoara ce părea chiar înotătoare, înaltă, cu musculatură dar cam urâțică și aia se cam lua de mine dar eu o ignoram. M-am mai întâlnit odată cu ea la Timișoara în casa lui Alex la o palincă și atât după care ea "a fugit în Germania". Chiar îmi amintesc ce casă sau apartament într-o clădire din aia veche imperială avea Alex și ce rufos eram eu (de fapt ca și acum).

Îmi spunea Gabi Rafailă, că tipa aia din Lugoj, cu un nume nemțesc, rămăsese gravidă.

Cred că am mai spus că șeful meu de atunci, Cărămidaru semăna mult cu Cristian Țopescu. În timp ce eram noi la București o colegă (aia care semăna cu Julia Roberts, nu aia care semăna cu Olivia Newton John) sună la Bacău și află că și Cărămidaru a fugit în Turcia iar de acolo în Italia și apoi Canada.

11:34 What's draggin the market today, a good way to increase inflation? Good news on inflation, energy and Alexandria Real Estate.

3:55 I can't remember how many times i said before that smell from the bathroom gets in the space between the floor upstairs and our ceiling through a leak in the pipe. This summer actually you could feel the smell from outside. Can't let the fan run too much to push fresh air through the same leak because it blows insulation dust. I had this idea for a few days now but i only tried it today. Apply some vacuum with the vacuum cleaner to see if the pipe is actually clogged with dust buns or something. So i applied vacuum to the fan box for a few seconds and nothing changed.

In the same time i was waiting for the first day alone here to put some high tech stuff on the fiberboard under the sink that gets wet with water when i do the dishes and start stinking. So right after i've done the vacuum thing i applied that water based acrylic under the kitchen sink and then i went in several places.

First to green whatever bottle drop box next to Fred Meyer. But did not have the card with me and waited until somebody came to open the door. Someone as tall as me with big blue eyes and some sort of weird makeup on her face to make her look old and ugly.  Then i went to WinCo, the usual routine, at the self check stands was supervising Gladys, ex Van Dame's wife.

But after that and a walk, i still could not unfog my brain since last night's smoke that was engulfing the building. Angela doesn't let me call the firefighters or something.

Not from holes or anything. I plugged all holes. Plainly from everywhere. Went outside to look and got an even higher dose. Interestingly when that happens nobody is around here. At 10 PM the place seem deserted literally. I guess they don't want to expose their own.

Angela came and looked through the banks and told me at Grande Ronde Shell we got charged 6 dollars on a Capital one for gas, card we don't usually use  for gas. After a while she remembered she bought a hot dog and biscuits and gravy at the CS that tasted like vanilla at like @5 AM or when we left and bought gas from there and i was so hungry after being sick all night. But why did they charge food as gas.

And BTW i figured why i am also sick in the morning. The gas smell.

5:55 Didn't you all know. Girls look more life fathers then mothers. My ears are huge like Buddha's and eyes are brown like my sisters'. My mother had blue eyes and father dark brown. I also have a hook nose.

August 8

4:53 Memento Mori. Continuă firul cuvintelor cheie pe Muraru. Deci să recapitulăm. Murături de vară, Muraru, Lacul Morii, Murat (firma de transport), înainte a mai fost Munaf de care am uitat, și încă stăruie pe unele site-uri, studenții marocani, azi iar Muraru.

5:03 Ten out of ten. Am postat despre versurile acelea erotice ale Doja Cat (fanta_size), ceva despre stilul asiatic al LIZZO (o luptătoare de sumo japoneză devenită cântăreață de dop 10 out of 10 în America), și ce (cap frumos) răsări (de niciunde) azi în știri.

6:00 La 5 și jumătate dimineața eram treaz. Și au venit cu o mașină de 20 de tone și motor de 1000 CP să golească trei biete cutii de reciclate de 25 de kg fiecare. Bine, mai erau și altele prin complex așa că ar fi trezit pe toată lumea dacă ar locui cineva aici pe bune. Mă sufocam și am ieșit afară și am cules o doză de bere care mai avea bere în ea, o cutie de suc cu proteine aproape plin și un pachet gol de țigări care toate creau o putoare subtilă, greu de descris și suportat, înăuntru.

Credeți că e nașpa cu cani_culă? Încercați caniculă și o peluză cu iarbă pe care vin și se p...ă câinii vecinului și care la amiază pute ca un grajd (afară).

6:31 The sprinklers started. A bunch of kids came to play with those and yell while Angela is trying to get some sleep and google is blocking my searches. I think one of those girls (6 to 12) is the one who started the fire alarm and made the firefighters came the day i was changing oil. Could not take pictures when they were messing with the sprinklers because they were dressed in shorts or bikini (can't remember exactly) and they were all wet from showering in the sprinklers.

Also can't do google searches no more. I wanted to fix a mistake i made because of an obsession and now i can't.

7:14 Google came back partially.

8:48 More ancient Australian cave art? a kicsi kígyókiralyfi 

9:49 Don't know for sure her age, could be around 25 bur i think she could pass for a 14, depending on height.

10:40 Am deschis știrile. Mai întâi, meme-urile zilei. Am scris că în August 95 am zburat la New York cu un DC10 închiriat fiindcă avionul care trebuia să zboare normal căzuse în martie. Imediat au găsit unul la fel, pe care vor să-l aresteze, pentru a crea o contra știre (pentru spălarea memoriei celor ce au citit).

11:53 Iar Mouratoglu. O posibilă legătură subliminală mai veche între numele acestui antrenor și firma de transporturi persoane.

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.

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June 25 2009. I went to http://www.flickr.com/photos/40225793@N07/. Gotta picture to prove. It was one day before my birthday. At the site near the entrance under a roof in the open air they were a bunch of military guys or firefighters celebrating something or having a meal and a meeting or something like that.

click me!

Next day afternoon i had my usual "anxiety attack". I knew by then that if i get out of that appartment and go anyware is going to be more bearable. (And after my wife was coming home). Now i know the cause. The same as here. All kind of smokes from burning in purpose all kind of materials in or around the building. And of course synchronized noise from different sources.

So i decided to go to my wife's work place at GE Security at 12345 SW Leveton dr. Tualatin, OR. But i didn't park in her parking lot but in the street next to it i can't remember why. Truck was facing North and i opened the truck's bed's door and sat on it enjoying the Sun and trying to calm down. At around 3:15 PM i started to hear a noise like a waterfall. At first it was smaller and then it grew constantly bigger then i thought an earthquake is going to hit then i thought the whole Niagara falls is coming in that parking lot. But none of this happened. When the noise was right before its peak i saw an elegant gray big bird like silhouette coming from above the building from the South. Then another two. Then another one. Here they were. 4 F22s flying in V formation really slow at about 100-200 ft. I thought i saw pilot's helmets in the cockpits. I was staring at the bay doors under their bellies waiting to see what was going to happen next. They went above and passed towards North. I turned and saw their tails gently balancing just above the horizon with the stabilizers moving discretely. The whole show lasted about 30 seconds. Then they disappeared over horizon with the same speed and altitude. I didn't hear any noise like increasing speed ever after. They must have flown at that altitude over the whole area in that direction, many miles of urban area. Thousands of people might have seen and hear them.

I thought i was really lucky for not peeing in my pants. I went inside the truck trying to think. Then a guy passed by. I asked him if i just saw 4 F22s flying above my head. He said smiling: Something like that, something like that...

My wife showed up. She confirmed the noise. Then i went to the liquor store. I bought some grain alcohol to mix with the blueberries we picked at a upick place, a few days earlier.

At home two guys showed in the parking lot. One was holding a device in his hands like measuring something in the air. By that time i had a filter in the bedroom's door that was pushing filtered air and building a little pressure inside so no other things can get in. Not that they didn't. My wife said i should go and talk to them but i though i had enough emotions for one day.

I was joking with my wife, "we're broke but i just saw 1 billion dollars flying above our heads!"

Kaleb?

Reedited 4/18/2014. In July 1996 we moved at 6810 SW Hall Blvd #16, Beaverton, Oregon. Sussex Village Apartments at the corner of Hall and Denney. I remember as of December 97 there was a Silver Dollar Pizza Restaurant exactly at the corner. Like 2 miles from where we live here there's Portland Community College - Sylvania Campus. But after 2004 the place was sold or rented to one of the Islamic Centers of Portland.

We had many neighbors until we moved out in March 2010. Dozens. So many stories to tell that if i sat here at this computer one year i probably wouldn't finish. Bur i never or almost never spoke to my neighbors. Kinda like here where i live right now.

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In the last few years in the same 4 apartments building was living an Arab guy who had a Russian looking girlfriend visiting him. At Nr.13. I assumed he was Arab by the looks and the language i heard him speaking with others and on the cell phone. I never met him. I also assume he was doing some computer work since i saw him carrying a laptop in and out of the building and into his Silver new Honda i was jealous for. And once the door was opened and i saw he didn't have much furniture and was typing at a big CRT monitor on the wall separating from the other apartment (under ours). And i think i remember he was making interesting noises while i was typing or chatting at the computer. I was suspecting at the time he was possibly one of the guys who studied in Romania during Ceauşescu and possibly speaking Romanian. I think he was about the same age or younger then me. He looked healthy.

And the cooking. Every Saturday he was cooking some traditional meal with sheep's meet. That meant boiling sheep for hours. The vapor of that grease was going in the attic and helped stabilizing the mineral insulation. Thus, i started feeling slowly, much better. Probably that's why my stomach pain that lasted practically since i moved in that apartment in 1996 ended in 2006. Probably the reason for my wife's cancer. (I remember some Romanian guy told me to eat sheep fat if i wanted to get rid of stomach pain. Which i tried in 2004 with no success.)

In early January 2010 i saw him once pacing in the alley in front of the building with no apparent purpose. He was making a few steps forward than a few steps backwards then changing his mind and starting again looking weird. Kinda like me before i went to the psychiatric wards several times.

Saturday late evening January 23rd 2010 my wife found a vacation notice in the mail dated January 21. It said in 60 days we have to find a new place. No explanation. I spoke on the phone with John Winquist, president and/or owner of Regency Management who i knew from Beaverton Church of the Nazarene we both attended in 96-97. The guy who was married to a beautiful Filipino woman. He only repeated several times: "George, it's time for you to move."

Next Monday @10 i was at my computer and on the phone already looking for a new place to move. I think i already called a place or two when i heard several loud bangs at someone's door. I didn't know which door. Somebody was yelling: Kaleb, Kaleb! That's when i first heard his name or any neighbor's name. I myself wasn't feeling good as i am not right now but my wife was at home and that made me feel safe. I went at the window and looked, there was this agitated Arab looking guy i think i saw before at Kaleb using a cell phone and in a few minutes the Police where there. No ambulance for sure, no firefighters as i remember. Just the Police. Later that day or a few days later a policeman came at our door and told us the guy was found dead of natural causes and asked if i saw him within the last few days. I told him i saw his car on Sunday before and after i came from Fry's in two different spots in the parking lot. A few days later i saw him or something on an ambulance carriage, covered with a black cover and that was it. Nothing in the news. Just a couple of armed guys at his door for a few days.

Here at the new apartment i had to fix the place for about a month. But i did not know about the role of the sheep grease in stabilizing the insulation and did not know about insulation getting inside through all kind of construction irregularities and mistakes as i do now.

Kaleb had a cat. I mean, i think he had cause people were not allowed with pets at Sussex. But i think the cat was roaming around and he was feeding it. After he died, somebody gave the cat a... fur cut, and let the fur around the head and tail uncut and made the poor thing look like a lion. So he may have been not Arab but Persian after all?