May 21

2:15 Fuego

7:55 Marcel Ciolacu Independența

9:40 Fătălăul


A... and them...
10:05 At the car there is at least one quart of a quart of oil on top of what i put. It passes the upper limit (on a leveled parking place), blows through PCV and through the catch can giving the same symptoms as before. Tried to do more investigation and thinking of pulling it out but is next to impossible because so many people are putting up a show outside.

Same yesterday at Indian Head. They gave us 95 dollars in free play and 15 dollars in food but that not justifies the long drive there over the mountains. At two of the poker machines there was a weird message popping on the display ... No comms... And then the machines restarted by themselve. A couple of times...

Very few whites, and "mexicans" and a lot of Japanese dressed and with the haircuts and extra make up made to look like native americans... The only weird thing was they were too short... At the players club they were playing with the microphone, creating lots of static noise before and after announcements... Romanian singer Paul Surugiu acting as a security guard...

4:17 I went to check if i didn't forget anything at the car which i did, because of all distractions and noises. Earlier i went at the street parking lot (too many people moving around here), pulled one quart or oil, put back half clean, it was now at the lower limit, cannot find here a level place to measure it. I spilled a bit of oil, pulled the spark plug coils and forgot to tighten the bolts. There is an empty jug of oil of the exact brand as i used, only 5W30 next to the garbage bin for a few days now. I think it survived Thursday.

Which i did, then then when i closed the hood, i realized for the first time the left headlight was moving. I was thinking. Maybe that is the reason they are blinding me at night. So i went and grabbed the sockets and tightened those bolts a bit and i looked at the other one and saw there was a plastic composite flange that was glued with adhesive before i had the car and the adhesive broke. Both headlights have been replaced, one at the first accident when the car was totaled and one at the second, it was the one i bought and took it to the shop.

In both cases there was no structural damage of the car, just too many panels damaged from denting the car from front to rear, by driving to close to something, on both sides. Both headlights.

So i went inside, cleaned both surfaces from the old adhesive, poured a finger tip amount of Steel Reinforced JB Weld in a water bottle lid, grabbed a napkin with a bit of alcohol, some guy 100 ft away started to cough like they always do, wiped everything and in the moment i started to mix the adhesive here came this blue gray car that stopped next to mine.

I told him that was not a parking spot, the Japanese driver went and took some sort of walking cart from the car and from the right rear seat came my old friend, the owner of the van with many merchandises (rice, barrels of disinfectant, now sacks of empty cans) who was tormenting me for years with his broken exhaust 5 liter Dodge and almost pushed me out of the way. As i wasn't moving because i had to put the adhesive on, and did not understand what he was trying to do, having my mind on what i was doing, he went with the cart over the curb, and slowly moved forward in the grass area.

Then he stopped ft away from me, and i asked him why and he said he needed to rest. Then he told me that is the only way he can get inside, because of the two rungs at the entrance next to his spot. How about the stairs. A few other guys waited and took him on the stairs. He apparently has an amputated leg but my guess is he is just bending it. In that moment i heard a whistling sound and saw an F15 gliding from west to east, about 1000 ft above, at low speed.

4:27 One of the cash machines at the casinos gave me a Maya Angelou silver quarter. I was curious and looked at it and saw a clear symbol of the rising Sun, as seen on Japanese flags or ancient paintings. I further googled away her name and what  i found was...

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...

June 16

12:55 They say that narrowing your focus while running or walking will help you run faster, which i believe it is true, but not by reasons of psychology. It's simply because you use less brain power that can range from 25 watts when brain is idling to several times more at peak which is comparable to all your muscle use in that moment. That would count in the balance of using body resources like oxygen and nutrients from bloodstream, liver and gut.

As i'm getting older and as i have been so stressed out and under influence of pollutants and alcohol lately i can feel my brain power is sleeping away. Narrowing arteries, reduced pulmonary capacity, name it. As i walk i have options. Walk very slow minding nothing. This help your brain rest and oxygenate. Walk fast and not think much. As you walk fast, your brain is slowing down, for the same reasons again loading slowly with oxygen.

But when they start with the weird LPN number and scenes all around me i get mad and that's when my brain accelerates. The rush. In a way, is an exercise, pushing myself to physiological limits and that helps for new ideas to set in as soon as the wave of adrenaline slows down, etc..

It's a matter of choice. You can choose to not think much and live happily ever after. If you can afford it. People with a very solid education and discipline need to think less to survive. But what to do when new and exciting technologies like internet and everything that comes with it are starting to challenge what you've learned during your very educated youth? Or when you discover your life has been the exact opposite of what you thought it was? Or what if you lived half of your life in a country where everything has been upside down?

3:23 Ministrul Apărării halucinează. Avioanele F35 sunt invizibile pe radar. Au alte tipuri de armament, radare, comandă a focului. Un singur F35 face cât 20 de F16 chiar dacă nu e integrat cu nimic. O dovedește prezența celor două F35 americane în România. Bani au fost și sunt la buget, cu o mică parte din bugetul pe un singur an al MAPN s-ar putea cumpăra tot necesarul de F35. Banii însă dispar pe tăcute iar la anul se alocă din nou ca într-un deja-vu film sci-fi prost. Anul acesta de exemplu ministerul a avut peste 7 miliarde de euro, din care doar unul și ceva cheltuieli cu salariile (de personal). Un F35 în funcție de opțiuni e maximum 120 milioane, iar noi luăm F16 expirate de la norvegieni, din alea conduse de o bătrână la piață o dată pe săptămână, "nu bate nu troncăne motorul trage foarte bine nu scoate fum", 32 de bucăți cu 450 milioane total, când o mai fi și aia, pentru asta se așteaptă o lege, nu se putea da o ordonanță de urgență ca de obicei.

Guvernul va adopta legea?

Și dacă tot m-am uitat la bugetul MAPN. Ce bunuri și servicii cumpără ei într-un an de 3 miliarde lei? Dar ce știu mai bine miniștrii noștri decât să spună că nu se poate și să se plângă că nu au bani? 4 miliarde asistență socială? Militarii au alt fel de pensii, separate, plătite din bugetul de stat și nu cel de asigurări sociale?

5:05 Tenori, mușchetari, cum vreți. Cu Iohannis, coada lungă de la trident, 4.

9:59 Thomas McNight

10:50 Went to bed at 5 when Angela went to work. The man upstairs has yelled all night. Woke at 10 after five hours. Stomach was hurting from the cheap wine i drank last night. One or two glasses. I think it's better this way. I'm gonna drink less. All i did in one hour was this. The man upstairs woke too. While i was finishing, a girl about the age of the girls supposedly killed by Dincă passed one ft away from my patio with open door, with a dog and a leash entangled around her body and a martyr expression on her face. Thinking the whole case was made up. Need to go to Walmart to return the high mileage oil i bought by mistake last night and buy another type, need to change oil before i go in the 1000 mile trip next week but first i got to get some breakfast. Bone broth, last health craze, with noodles, maybe some eggs. Gotta keep the recording app on, otherwise the man in the balcony, the man upstairs start acting. Thinking at the show they will put at returns at Walmart last time. Thinking if i will find a place for my truck when i get back.

2:10 Teenager day. Today everywhere i went, thin or thick bodied teenagers, at Walmart, when i got back here by example at one time they were like ten of them in two-three groups where i parked. No major events when i walked the 3 miles, or can't remember (my brain was asleep, need more sleep). But some ideas again did come to me. First one.

Dincă, Dîncu, Dinescu.



4:03 Titi Pasnicu?

7:22 Mahabone

Could never figured in any other way were the incredible exotic attractiveness of Boney M music comes from. For the most of this timeless happy song, the "picking" synth that does the job of a rhythm guitar played in the air by the bass singer Bobby Farrell done in black face by a Hungarian opera bass singer is tuned to sound like a didgeridoo. Yes, from were women glow and man thunder plunder.

Everybody knows. "Bobby Farrell" "died" in a hotel in Sankt Petersburg probably after performing this act one last time.

7:49 By chance just saw one more time the face of this guy who looks like the owner of a shop in Beaverton called All Automotive. I used to hang in there for maybe up to a year because again i was choking at home. During winter time he was heating the shop with an (car used) oil burner that looked like a barrel and was somewhere under the roof. There was this Taco Bell right behind the shop where i was buying food during lunch time. However in the summer they tried to set me on fire.

A bit earlier. A number of teens came in the backyard. Two of them, one with a backpack went this side of the building and made some noises like climbing the 7 rungs and touching the rail of the stairs.

8:07 Thou shalt love thyself.

8:18 Ice cream van was here, the teens now are back in the yard where i can see them while working on laptop on the edge of the couch.

10:17 Da viața ar fi ușoară dacă ăștia s-ar lăsa dar continuă să scrie istoria, nestingeriți.

Brain power reaction. Counting down neurons. Am fost la plimbare și m-am focusat cu privirea înainte și nu am văzut nici un neuron pierdut pe stradă. Professor my a...s.

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