New Year 2021

Angela is more and more agitated, every weekend or day off it takes half of the time for her just to calm down. There are a couple of Japanese women there posing as Chinese, rest are Hungarians, i've identified most of them. Apparently they pick on her really bad. Lately she just quit telling me what they do to her. It's too traumatic even to remember.

So she got a mini vacation starting the Christmas weekend until tomorrow.

I don't know how we got like this. I mean, we have nowhere to go. Me i was so busy with my blogs and most of the time under influence of both moles enzymes, carefully directed inside, and smoke, probably coming from burning pieces of stuff stuck inside the holes by someone, could be even from passing cars, cause some of the holes were next to the alleys, i forgot what fight it takes to keep the place sanitized. Finally installed a few days ago a UV light inside the closet. Contaminated steam from dog and/or cat clothes washed insufficiently (too little detergent) from vents under siding level is getting inside the siding, wall and inside there.

I am pretty positive most of the people we knew in the past, if not all, are from the same lists i use to search to find matches for my blog. I've identified already many of them but i hesitate since i don't want or can't break completely with the outside world, real or not.

After several month of taking antibiotics, i realized the cause was the new dentures that i started to wear at the end of July. They were literally bent, after moulding, probably using heat. Both upper and lower, moving and pressing unevenly on gums. Because of those got an infection at parotid glands on both sides. Didn't use them since Christmas. Bulges are at the lowest levels. A very interesting effect took place. While in the first days, weeks of taking those i had terrible stomach pains, at the end the stomach pains are completely gone. So i figured i can afford a few drinks, after a pause of several months. Not while driving, at the end of the trips of course.

Also switched from almond and coconut milk for coffee to soy milk, because those seemed bitter. Then i started to have a really bad reaction (pain) in my colon.

On December 23 while cleaning the place, i went to sweep the concrete floor of the balcony (the only concrete floor in the building). I saw the shower curtain i installed under was full sprouted seeds that turned into mud. I removed and i saw some of the pieces of cut foam i squeezed in there last summer had fallen and there was mud in the space between beams. I removed all of those and mud and maggots fell on me. There is a bird feeder in that balcony and birds made a mess and seeds fell and sprouted and maggots came to life. When cold came, the maggots died and as the weather started to warm up again, they started to rot, adding to the whole ecosystem.

If you can't see those in the picture, look closer.

So we just ran away first time at Red Winds in Washington State on Christmas eve, and then at 7 feathers last weekend (got to check fb posts, i got so many things on my mind i just can't remember exactly right now). I like to drive and after last mods i've done to the car, i registered 40 mpg from here to Eugene and an average of 38 for the whole trip, considering we had to climb above 700 ft. Us smelling like cats, dogs, mold and smoke eveerywehere we go that BTW is just creeping in as i write.

Playing at small amounts, we almost all the times make some of the money back so we end loosing 100 or 200 dollars per evening. Or like at Ilany, Angela in the last few times made her money back and even won something like 50 bucks in the end. My fun recently is mostly related to experimenting with the car, trying to optimize fuel consumption, after i accidentally run into some favorable modification. It's all happening because i have this mpg dashboard indicator. I learned to use an app that shows elevation from GPS only (don't have service on my phone) and look all the time at elevation and try to figure the link between climbing, going down and fuel consumption. Something that keeps my mind busy and away during long trips.

On Christmas morning at 6 AM while coming back to Portland, after i passed through Woodland, after a bridge and a slight right turn in my view of field appeared two cops' cars with red and blue flashing lights. I was in the process of passing a red van, in a slight curve to the left and downhill after the bridge, don't know exactly the speed limit in the area, probably 70, they were about 10 cars on right two lanes that BTW all passed me earlier making me uncomfortable (on the right, etc.), all with weird LPN, at the same speed with the van. Didn't figure in time the reason everybody was avoiding the left lane. At 32 degrees on the dashboard, the lane had ice on it. When i saw the cops i hit the breaks and started skidding, about 20 degrees to the left. I managed to stabilize the car as i saw a cop rushing towards his car, but my speed was already under limit and he didn't follow. Right after and to this day i am convinced it was all done deliberately. The red van was old and stinking and it just passed me a few minutes before. Cops' cars were hidden in a lower elevation after the bridge and not visible until the last moment, everyody hits the brakes when they see cops, etc..

Especially when i remembered that exactly one year ago i avoided in the last hundredths of second a bale of hay in Rice Hills, Oregon, while doing 80 in a 70 area, while going to 7 feathers.

As soon as i get somewhere i have a few drinks in the parking lot and then i don't care much about what's happening inside. Can't remember whom i saw at Red Winds, but at 7 feathers, a few days after, i think i saw Candy Dulfer, and a politician from Romanian government.

New Year's eve at Spirit Mountain. Because Chinook Winds is closed, the place was said to be at maximum capacity (i saw more people in there in other occasions). Because of that, we have been put in a line where we waited almost an hour and also had a few drinks. Just as i passed the "check point" and made it inside the parking lot, a couple of cars executed some weird maneuvers in front of me, trying to get me in a fender bender.

Inside, the promised live band was Sonny Hess and Kat Lady, apparently some street performers from Portland.

They were playing ok (i saw worse in there) but didn't really have any happy new Year Song ad midnight. Didn't stay much and came back after a couple of hours. Angela was loosing and was confident she would make her money back in the end we left with a 500 dollars loss (have to ask her again, she's sleeping).

But Saturday night at Indian Head. We like that desert area a lot and since we haven't been there in a long time we adventured on a dubious weather forecast. At 4000 ft at the pass i saw snow flurries and 34 degrees on the dashboard but didn't turn around. However in there something weird happened. Even at poker machines, i was constantly losing, like at Spirit Mountain the day before. There was this very fat lady at my right, figuring a Native American, that right now i suspect was again Kat Lady. I even spoke with her, cause i could not figure the version of spin poker i was playing. I went in the parking lot to get a drink from my brandy bottle and i saw, again, the same couple of men and a woman in a car. But those came back with me inside and i though one of them looked familiar and today i figured he might have been Pitbull the rapper.

Angela was loosing and again hoping she would make her money back but she didn't. I think we spent both our stimulus check in these two days, at Spirit Mountain and Indian head.

The weirdest part, something i got used to for a long time now, the way people are moving around us inside the casinos. Every time when i move and pass somebody, somebody else pops from around a machine and stares at me and those, like guarding them. If i stay for a while in a place, some woman comes and sits or stands behind me, while others start parading in between, again, like for protecting. Primordial gestures for cameras, to trigger primordial subconscious reaction. Which means some are watching (There are people like Pitbull that wouldn't go anywhere there wasn't a live camera). But how? that casino, in a valley in the middle of the desert doesn't even have fiber optics.

Intrigued, was looking the other day with google maps at the casino, cause i remembered i saw a weird structure uphill, like some transformers. Which means those lines are high voltage, at least 10 kV. There is a a cable going in the ground by a pole and i figured that is the power for the parking lot and the transformers on the hill are for powering the casino, which is not very big, maybe like 10 houses. Right over that hill there is a structure which i discovered after a walk last summer, when we briefly stopped in there after a trip for my birthday in the most eastern-southern spot in Oregon. Crystal Crane hot springs (i believe a place where all meth users gather, by the smell). After many hours of driving, my body was craving for a walk so i climbed on a trail after that hill and saw a building that now i know it's a local radio station, which seems linked, with some antennas and through a relay on top of a mountain some 10-20 miles to the outside world. God only knows what is the bandwidth for that link, but it could explain everything. I hesitated a lot to write this, i know those people could get in trouble, but this particular location could prove that something is going on, with the casino so closed to that data link, because at locations like Ilany nothing is visible, everything is underground, power, data, etc.
The structure on top of the hill that is marked as a radio station on Google Earth, has its own high voltage power line. The station is retransmitting OPB and hour or two a day, and that parabolic antenna on the pole is probably for getting that. But for that purpose, wouldn't an ordinary satellite antenna sufficed. But satellite connections have lags up to 0.2 seconds.

I hereby complain about all the casinos mentioned above, for the fact they host illegal shows that are broadcast somewhere, for violation of privacy, like intentionally broadcasting unauthorised video including my persoanal live image over the internet, and also that all the machines in all the casinos mentioned above being rigged, to the point of controlling from a remote location and/or local supercomputers the output at any hand level, and not having anything to do with gambling.

I also might have known personally, from a job at Quadramed the famous casino law-yerrr "Ronald J. Rychlak", the coauthor of the famous books written with "General Mihai Pacepa". In turn he seems to be a base guitar player from Hungary.

Is that a Dominican Double Cross at the end of the strings?

A Trip to Canyonville

I knew this was going to happen. I forgot to look at the sign at the door two days ago.

Last night when we came back from Canyonville (200 miles south of Portland) at about 5 AM i heard a large dog walking upstairs. No car in the spot. Then i slept until 4 PM.

I've been reading stuff on the internet for the last hours. Now it's seven. At one time i heard knocking upstairs like hitting a nail in the wall.

Then i went to do some cooking in the kitchen and i started to feel the pain in the area with the vocal chords. Some coarsening on low register. I knew. There was a new hole behind the fridge.

(For the last few days i've been sleeping in the bedroom and after being gone for one more night i finally started to have the "diabetes thirst). But today after i got exposed to that dust the thirst sensation is gone. Because that dust contains dog feces bacteria, it will kill your appetite for water)

Pulled the fridge and found the holes, at the joint between cabinet and wall. Where i already put some foam (years ago) and a new line of silicon caulking (a week ago). Found two holes, one major, and covered it again with silicon.

All the time i've been thinking about what happened yesterday. People bullying me on the road (basically everybody, mostly driving very close behind me than passing on the right exactly when i was thinking to pull out of their way, blinding me with high beams on the mirror, other maneuvers). I looked at their faces several times before dark fell and i saw mostly Japanese guys. Even one with a dark American style goatee. Some whites putting a face show. I saw a guy looking at the sky as he wasn't driving. Perfect coordination between multiple vehicles making me thing they are guided by AI, some maybe self driving.

When we left Portland a traffic slowdown and we ended behind a yellow bus CT (i believe China Tour) while the traffic was slowdown from the other direction so they can take a look.

(I don't know what is happening, it did happen several time in the past, while writing here on fb at about this length of the post there is so much lag, it type three new words before one shows so i'm moving on the blog).

Several miles before Rice Hills exit a guy in a huge black Cadillac (i assume by the shape of the tail lights figuring two parenthesis or horns) came at 10 ft behind me blinding me with his high beams on the mirrors. Then he continued doing the same thing to others as i slowed down and remained behind the group.

About 2 miles before Rice Hills i was doing 80 in a 65 area (130 kmh, like everybody else) with low beam, no car in front of me for a quarter mile, an obelisk of hay (square bale) resting layed several feet on the left side of my lane. A reflex made me pull right as it showed in my low beam and if there was any delay in my maneuver i would have hit it. Several miles after i met with a on old small red pickup with a trailer with more of those bales with an yellow LPN starting with 53).

Finally made it to Canyonville. I pulled at the gas station. A show in there two. The next logic pump had a receipt left in it. 260 miles, 8.1 gallons, freeway only. (about a week ago i fixed a vacuum leak, a loose screw by the catch can). Going to Canyonville is going a bit uphill. When trying to leave, a Japanese woman blocked me and trying to stay here as long as i could to insinuate i was buying gas twice.

Nice decoration and sinister exhaust noises in the parking lot at 7 Feathers. At every intersection people bullying. There was lots of smoke in the parking lot.

I played mostly poker for several hours (learned the rules for Jacks and Better, it's the easiest). According to the card, i cycled about 500 dollars and spent only 50. At 50 cents a hand, that is about 1000 hands. I lost constantly, with only 2 or 3 high hands (four of a kind).

But the show in there. Whites only, country music on the speakers. Tall, no, giants, walking as they didn't see me (had to avoid getting in everybody's path). Moving fast, energetic, as they should being from the country side. At one time i thought i saw a woman who remembered me of Carrie Underwood. She looked upset, no, sad, than she sat at the machine where i though Angela was. So when i ran out of money and went to Angela, she was there in here place. She did that several times.

Just about when we left, there he was. Alex da Kid, with a whole team, smiling at me. He then got in my line of sight as i was near Angela trying to convince her to leave. Then he walked in front of us as we were searching for a restroom before we left (the single ones in non-smoking areas where both closed, there was a security guy watching them).

Then i left. Last night i learned a very important lesson. With instant average fuel consumption display on, i realized that on rain, the consumption between 70 and 80 raises by almost 15%. So it's best to drive at up to 70 on rain. It must be the energy used you raise the cloud of water behind with your tires. On dry condition, with that car which has a drag coefficient of .31, there is no difference in consumption between 40 and 90.

But i didn't know that, i was getting under 32, so i pulled to the next rest area to check tire pressure. However, they were the other way around. 36-38 in front, 34-32 in rear at 35 F. I let them last time at 34 front, 32 rear at same temperature. Over inflation in rain condition (they were places with 32 degrees outside, so black ice could have developed) may lead to skidding so i put them back to where they were. I know tires can deflate by themselves, but how in the world can they inflate?

In the rest area, a huge engine idling, masking the hissing sound of me deflating a bit. Then i had a deja vu. I think i did that again last time when i came from there.

More stuff on the road. At the hill next to Mercedes dealership in Wilsonville a guy in an older car, maybe a square Volvo, with taillights dimmed by dirt slowed down going uphill and i saw it in the last moment and avoided it, etc..