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.

June 22

9:30 Highlight of the day. I will not be today at Rolling Hills in Tualatin, to witness the blowing of the parking lot and mowing of the lawn with 200 mph blowers and 100 dB mowers. Lowlight. I got awakened by a bathroom fan after almost 6 hours of sleep (or what i like to believe) and then kept that way by desperate housekeepers left and right though there are 2 and a half hours till check in hours in what i thought was a soundproof room. I was wrong when i said that the hotel is new. Just read in Wikipedia. 1971. Wondering if they ever cleaned the AC ducts. However that is not the biggest problem here. When i went to restroom today i noticed this picture on the wall next to the throne. Ironic isn't it.

Considering i checked in at an automated kiosk.

In the first night after we checked into the rooms Angela won like 300 dollars which made us worry free and in the mood to play.

Yesterday at Atlantis. After the shock with the transformer at Eldorado, i was in a bad mood. Had some brandy but that didn't help. Went to Atlantis (wanted to do the tour of casinos), Eldorado was my choice, wanted to have a Cuba Libre in there like i did last year, but got pissed off instead by the "line of sight" game, which means everywhere i sat, immediately one came and sat so i can see her/him while playing, so after some misadventures got at Atlants. By far bigger than Eldorado and smaller than Peppermil, it was full of smoke. The big buffet was attracting people and there were many kids and even babies in the casino that at times made me (like Peppermill last night) choke with smoke. Forgot the decaf soluble at home and bought some caffeinated at Grocery Outlet (they didn't have decaf). For one more time out of 100 i got the confirmation that i'm not supposed to drink caffeinated coffee.

Or maybe it was something else. I was playing my 20 dollars at a poker game and it wasn't that bad (i was holding on) when a Japanese woman with a N95 type of mask sat next to me (one free place in between where she put her handbag). (Got to interact in total with up to 100 Japanese people, everywhere). I started to feel more and more tired, had some pain in the legs and finally decided to go in the car to take a nap.

Got outside, two planes took of going at a 30 degrees angle with big noise at the airport nearby. I was walking on a street thinking it was a parking lot but luckily didn't get hit by any car. Finally got on a sidewalk but at first stop light when i pressed the button, i saw there was this black woman with two kids ft behind me. A Police SUV waiting at the light. I crossed and met with another black woman with kids and another Police car. Made it to the car. Stinking badly like dog poop. Started the AC, tried to take a nap in the stinking car but couldn't. Up until 9 PM i was "crashed". That is i wanted to sleep badly. Went back to Peppermill, Angela went to the floor and me in the room, but was afraid to sleep because i knew i was sure i will wake up with severe apnea because of all that smoke. Finally after 9 got better but Angela got pissed from me being sick and unreasonable probably from sitting again next to a Japanese woman with mask and a big bag. Went to GSR and back to Peppermill. All evening i could not decide if it was me stinking like dog poop and sewage or the casinos, in areas where there was not thick smoke. Finally convinced Angela to go to the room to get some sleep before we leave tomorrow (check out time at 12 or one hour from now). The worst experience so far with road trips and casinos an probably my last time here. No matter how many postcards with cheap hotel offers they will send to me.

June 21

June 21. Summer solstice. Longest day of the year. Official beginning of summer. Woke up after midnight after 4 hours of sleep (i decided to count those hours for yesterday and make 8 in total), turned the AC off and Angela wanted to go "a little" on the floor downstairs then she fell back alseep and i wanted to go and search something to eat and go on the floor and woke her up.

First time i really warmed up in the car and had to briefly use the AC but that was close to Reno. At 1 AM my blood sugar is really low, close to normal (and my feet almost white again). Or it has something to do again with the environment in the apartment. Two days ago at Seven Feathers for some reason i was craving burgers and ate 3 and a half double cheeseburgers at the Burger King nearby (All that beef must have done it ?).

This room is bigger than our apartment with bathroom bigger than our bedroom and a restroom of its own with door. Brand new carpet, i think room has been recently refurbished, it doesn't smell like anything expect ourselves.

An acute weird feeling of missing time fuel. This car does constantly 42 on the freeway (on dashboard) but there was only one occasion where i parked after i filled in only one place (Little Creek, Washington) and the mileage at the pump was 40 (miles divided per gallons). Rest of the time is 35. Yesterday the only place where it could have happened was at Win River in Redding. Where i only spent about one hour and tried to sleep in the car and in the end went after Angela inside but she came at the car in the same time. It was a ten minutes window of opportunity. For someone to siphon a gallon or two of my gas. Not for the gas but for the mileage. The guy in the red t-shirt in the car next to me was smoking all the time and the smoke came inside. Now that i looked at the news thought his face was familiar.

Second thing after getting rid of T-mobile when i get back home would be washing the carpet with my wet vacuum, like i did last year, twice. But that is not going to help much. If they leave only one poop at the door the place is going to be contaminated again in 24 hours. The stuff is ...evolutionary. 

Mary Travis

    

9:37 Reno. Mother and child waiting on hotel hallway. Summer solstice, heating up in car etc.. Kalama.  Polution. Stefania Moldovan. Abject failure. Severely severed donuts.

3:51 Templars

Went at Eldoraro on the small floor. In the parking lot some were pressure washing, blocking lower floors, had to climb higher, had trouble finding a spot and when i did i found one next to a big transformer, probably a 6kV right close to the building (probably breaking some codes). First i thought it was an abandoned wooden pole, but when i got out of the car i saw what it was and moved the car into the next spot. Inside a bunch of older people were practicing line of site game, everywhere i was sitting or standing there was someone right in my front. We were constantly loosing and finally left. Went to the liquor store across the street from the hotel to buy some brandy. The seller now was the same guy who was acting as a customer and almost got into a fight with last year. He had to come and unlock the brandy for me but at the counter was waiting a black woman so sad she was looking like she sold her baby. Climbed with the elevator on the North entrance, walked on the long hallway. AC was off for the most part which means the hotel is mostly empty.

St. Hubertus. It was a trap, saw it today on a Nevada type of LP in a place where i went to buy food and remembered that i posted about years ago but for a different reason. (Hubertus name starts with Hu and the stag is in the main legend about the creation of Hungarian state). Whoever posted that clip knew. 

8:40 Relaxed, smiling, maybe Ukrainian speaking guys were waiting for me at the hotel North entrance. Not the aggressive type. But who knows. While driving back here (got really sick at Atlantis, almost agonizing there, that place indeed smells bad) something came to mind. Straight from hRdaya sUtra. Then i looked into a dictionary and found more. Yeah i know, everybody thought, including myself that is a Spanish word (The song, for God's sake). But where that word came from in Spanish because the Spanish word for birth is nacimento.

Arizona too cause it's got the root aria or arya which we all know what it means in Sanskrit. Could be Arya sama or something like this.

June 20

Last night we left Seven Feathers Casino in Canyonville Oregon at 2 AM. I said to Angela i will try to drive as much as i can to get closer to Reno and stop somewhere. That somewhere turned out to be Ashland still in Oregon i guess. First i looked at a Holiday Inn, but scared by the shape of the ACs at the windows. Best Western was sold out. There was an Ashland Hills accross the street but there was a VIP bus iddling its engine in the parking lot and usually where there's such a but there's also a VIP or more. So i passed and stopped in the first rest area and tried to sleep there. Slept 4 hours in the car and wokeup in a big noise from a van. Biggest trouble falling asleep was from the smoke from Casino coming out of our clothes (Second night with only 4 hours, first was at the apartment after i came in contact with an irritating substance that created pains all over my body). Tried to move the car and saw a warning light on the dashboard. It was the left rear brake signal, in plain English. I didn't know that car was that smart. I took it part. It was oxide in bulb's terminal, bulb was in a good shape.

The car was stinking like dog s... big time. Drove the most part of the 500 miles from Canyonville to here with windows a bit lowered but still. BTW this Elantra handles much better than the old one at high speed. (Angela just made some noodles soup and that one stinks also because they absorbed the smell from the apartment. Grabbed the last poop from outside the door just before i left)

All the way from there to here a number of big trucks and SUV approached at high speed from behind and had to pull literally out of the way. For a while Angela drove and it happened to her too once. She got to save my life this way also.

Angela wanted to make a stop at Win River Casino in Redding which we did. While driving on 20 close to 49 gas yellow warning light came on. I didn't know i was so low on gas. Was lucky enough to make it to the first Chevron on 80. But there, trouble. The pump grabbed my card and had to go inside. The man (i think Iranian) came outside, pressed the clear button and then the machine released my card. But i done that myself earlier and it didn't work. He then grabbed my card t and asked me how much gas i wanted. Fill i said, but he kept asking how much and i know the car has a capacity of 13 gallons and i said @12 and took it inside and said to start pumping which i did. T'hen i went inside and he showed me my card on the counter in hard to reach place and had to extend my hand under the plastic protective window to grab it. Then i gave it to him and i payed for... 12 gallons. When i asked him, he said it was a fill-up which the needle was showing it. When i calculated the mileage, it was 34. Never made with this car so low on highways only. But i figured i was on top of the mountains and mileage would have recovered while going down.

A traffic jam on 80 right after and i followed Google Maps and Google maps sent me in a loop and got back exactly where i exited, in the same jam, only one hour later.

For the whole trip our phones were crazy. First think i'm doing when i get back to Portland is i get rid of Hello Mobile by T Mobile (25 dollars a month). Will try now with Mint (15 dollars a month)

I knew from past experiences. When getting close to Reno the craziness begins. This time with too many cars tailgating. Too many cars touching the line between lanes. A guy in a huge truck waiting on the "dead space" between lanes then and then exiting suddenly just when i wanted to exit at exit... 32 in Reno. Had to go on shoulder to avoid it. On Moana and... Virginia avenues. a Panske van was following.

At hotel. Didn't want to park on the main multi-floor parking. Last time when i did so i got to step in some silica absorbent material in the only spot i could find. So i parked in front of the casino (Peppermill). But there is a long way from that parking to the hotel check in. Got there and they were one hour long lines. But they were these machines where you could check in for yourself. Which i did however from the 30 dollars mail offer i started with for a queen now i got without knowing until i got in in a 2 king.

Hotel here has an Italian theme and towers are named Toscany, Milan, etc.. Got my mistake in the Milan tower were a woman with a kid was waiting for her husband in front of her room. Being both so tired, i was sitting in a chair by the elvator, Angela asked her and she of course didn't have a clue. But she still wanted to see the receipt. And the she said she doesn't have a clue. While i was watching the scene, on both screens at hallway entrance scenes with food were unfolding. But what's on the receipt? Nothing except the room number which we finally found in an area of the hotel with rooms for conferences and stuff (VIP i guess). Dialed 0 on the phone and tried to ask the woman then and she passed me to the check in which was busier than usual. Now i'm way too tired with all that driving and no sleeeping so i'm just going to wait to see the final invoice.

June 19

12 :34 My vision is now blurred. I'm glad the day ended and didn't have to write this next to the very important things i just posted. I accidentally left at the door outside the pump i used last time to siphon the oil out of the engine that in the end i gave up doing today. It smells like mercaptan (marker additive) in oil. It's just the smell, ppm, nothing else. He came home just before i finished the thing with Kabbalah. The place filled with smoke, but i didn't realize until i finished, He punished me for the smell, could have done it earlier, he didn't do it until i said bad things about kabbalah which BTW is not part of Judaism in any way. Went and put that aside (in a sealed bucket where i keep it) and plugged a few ashmole holes and the smokes started to subside. Before that was stinking (better said stinging) because of hot sauce put by someone in a glass outside, which i threw in garbage, but probably there's more somewhere. So in a way the smoke absorbed the aerosols in the air.

7:30 Coincidențele deviaționiste (ca să nu le numesc reacțiile) zile. Pe Maia. Bine asta se făcea ușor. Deconstrucție, sticlă de plastic cu sos picant, fum (MAFIA). Faza din video-ul cu Ososul M. El dansa în fața a 3 femei, care privite din față ar fi apărut ca una singură cu mai multe mâini. Alianța separată britanico-polono-ucraineană (scrisoare antedatată?). Cabala.  Linga/Yoni. Etc. etc.. Practic jumătate din știri sunt așa, din ce pot eu să-mi dau seama. În rest nimic din ce-i important. A faza cu Nicușor și 3 zero care până la urmă vor fi 2 ca pe vremea lui Firea. Să stau calm după ce ăștia îmi macină tot ce scriu precum și creierii tuturor celor care îi urmăresc? (cauză din  care practic nu mai ai cu cine să stai de vorbă).

7:46 Chitara electrică Fender, un linga/yoni și un trident? Oare când se va plictisi lumea să tot repete istoria religiilor sexuale?

Curios lucru, zeii din noua generație din India (Kali, Shiva) care-i urmează pe Vishnu, Rama, Krishna au o natură sexuală, la fel cum Innana (Isis) în Sumer i-a luat locul lui  Dumuzid. Titanomahia. Iahva/IIsus-Maria Magdalena (și femeia cu menstruație continuuă care s-a vindecat după ce l-a atins pe IIsus). Buda filozoful. Chestia e așa. Lumea după ce-i merge bine un timp, caută și plăcerile și războiul, nu numai supraviețuirea în divin. Eros și Tanatos, cum ar spune Freud.

Romanii de exemplu au fost altfel. Ei în pragmatismul lor  (goana după aur) n-au avut timp prea mult și au împrumutat de la alții și doar le-au schimbat puțin numele. Isis-Venus, etc.. Oare numele lui Bachus să vină de la Dachus? Mai mișto de daci. Cred că Zamolxis era un zeu al zemei adică al vinului.

Ce e nașpa e atunci când încep să se amestece. Shiva/Kali și Buda au venit în Europa și s-au transformat în mai multe, ca de exemplu Neptun, Saturn, Dominicani, Cabala, etc.. Titanii au reînviat în Scientologie pe fond budist. Zei diferiți din timpi diferiți cu proprietăți croite pe alte societăți se bat cap în cap alandala totul grefat pe saltul tehnologic urmat de deschiderea cutiei Pandorei care este piramidele. Vai de capetele noastre.

11:52 Faza cu Titi Pasnicu. În facultate erau profesori și profesori dar sunt convins că dacă un profesor știe ce predă și o face cu convingere, studentul prinde 90% de la curs. Așa cu a fost cazul lui Merticaru, Dumnezeu să-l ierte. Deși majoritatea cursului erau formule și desene. La examen mi s-a părut curios că o tipă, soția unui coleg, s-a așezat aproape de mine. Tipa a copiat de la A la Z și la urmă n-am avut răbdare și m-am uitat la ea la o formulă lungă, la care tipa avea un semn diferit față de ce știam eu. Deci am pus semnul ca la ea, bineînțeles a avut greșit în fițuică și am luat 9 deși puteam să fi și picat fiindcă am avut aceeași greșeală ca și vecina.

Titi Pasnicu, bâtă. Mi-au spus unii că era student de 7, nu se știe cum a ajuns profesor. Vorbea parcă de pe altă lume, nu înțelegeam mai nimic. Și vine el la seminar cu o idee, să dăm un fel de mini-examene la fiecare seminar din 1-2 cursuri. Dacă luam notă de trecere, subiectul se scădea din examen, din ce-ți pica pe bilet. La primul nu am făcut nimic, dar am văzut că toți și-au scos cursurile pe sub bancă și copiau iar el nu zicea nimic. M-am gândit, poate vrea să ne ajute, astfel forțându-ne să trecem prin materie. Deci la al doilea seminar de tipul ăsta mi-am scos și eu cursul, la care un coleg, unul Dăscălescu, i-a făcut un semn discret iar el a venit direct la mine iar acela a fost începutul unui lung coșmar, din care mai visam din când în când, până acum vreo 10 ani.

Sunt motive să cred că a fost singurul profesor real din toată facultatea, cel puțin din anii mici.

12:30 A dog poo not far from door, insuring our clothes are going to stink during all "vacation".