May 22

9:00 We slept Sunday night at Chinook Winds. Angela had a day off today. Though she won a little in the evening, she lost it all and more today. Another ok room, everything was clean except us who were stinking really bad. When i stuck my head in the bag with fresh shirts and stuff the were sinking. Mold mix with dog s... When we got home, the smell of mold outside is covering it but you can guess it. More outside then inside. Out of frustration, kept repeating in my mind over and over what i'm about to write.

THEY of course anticipated. When we got here she started her Dodge with big noise and left. The small silver grey Dodge SUV at the closest entrance of building D.

I wanted to write in that day but for some reason i didn't. When i left for my walk she again started her Dodge, made a noise and i forgot to look at the sign. Remembered later and came back. As i left again she came in a state owned newer Chevy i guess, dressed and made to look like a case worker or something. Then she climbed at Apt.4, next upstairs. Where again she poses as a person with special needs who talks for hours on the phone in the balcony. Though i saw her several times before it is the first time today i figured what's going on.

At first she was just talking on the phone, with nobody at the other end. No pauses to listen. After i complained, now she talks with someone on the speaker phone and the other person is so loud i can hear it from everywhere in the yard. Spanish with yellow hair and very muscular, like an olympic swimmer. From what i know, very good Spanish. Like the guy upstairs (who left). Very good Spanish, very good English. BTW did i write that the wheels he bought for his car and threw from the balcony the day he left were the same as at my old Elantra?

Ok at Apt.4 she poses as a person with mental health problems, at building D as herself, then as a state social worker, and at 3 again as guy with a midget as partner. BTW i looked on TV at the hotel and saw a show with Montel Williams who looked just like him, the guy with the walker yesterday. Got to check that.

There is a Spanish looking very thin guy who comes to her (the person at 3) from time to time maybe every other week or so and walks the dog. But what happens with the dog in the meantime?

So today i started to ask myself. Does she dries the dog's blanket or something without washing it? It may very well be that way, by the smell.

But that in itself wouldn't be such a big problem if under the vent there wasn't the hole for the water heater emergency valve, that opens in case of overheating. The steam from the drier goes down, touches the ground and part of it goes in the wall through that hole. It's that simple.

Then they throw garbage items on what's left of the redwood mulch that in turn start to stink like mold around the building outside that partly cover the dog smell. Cigarette butts. But last week it was so bad that when i went outside at the car i started to have stomach pain and diarrhea right away. The worst ever was in that day when he left from upstairs and the days after, probably because she didn't have to be exposed. Right now i got the balcony door open and the smell that is coming out of the front wall goes around the building and comes inside.

The big advantage of using celebrities in situations like this is the Police won't arrest Montel Williams or Frankie Adams for being here. Unless if they can charge them with something. Though they have been cases for charging celebrities for speeding and drunk driving, i think everybody agrees they can get away with many other things.

And BTW does anybody know why the market went down 1.4% after being up most day? I guess it was the exact moment i saw and recognized Orianthi walking twice in front of my car in the parking lot at Chinook, after sitting there and drinking and eating for hours. Just because i said i liked her the other day. The way she plays the guitar and she is not looking totally unpleasant.

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...

May 20

6:46 That is not poison ivy.

8:37 De ce să fie România prima țară cu așa ceva, în mijlocul celor mai importante zone urbane și turistice, aproape de o zonă seismică? De ce nu le fac întâi în Coreea sau Japonia. Centralele nucleare nu se construiesc lângă sau între zone urbane. Un proiect multinațional, de acum sub umbrela lui Biden, aliatul nostru strategic, care să mineze la propriu România, acest tip de reactoare fiind mult mai vulnerabil la un atac cu rachete în caz de război decât cele clasice.

O nouă cheltuială aparent irațională dar strategică a lui Biden, chiar înainte de ridicarea plafonului de îndatorare a SUA care ilustrează puterea distrecționară pe care o are președintele SUA când e vorba de a chelui banii publcici doar pentru a-și ajuta "partenerii" (citiți stăpânii) să bully partenerii rebeli.

12:18 Mai multe despre Teodor Chirica.

May 19

5:50 Every Breath, combaterea semantică. Perlin.

6:20 Had no idea she could also play the guitar. Don't Know Why, i always had the feeling that she never reaches her potential except for that song. She's singing/playing jazz like she's playing a never ending finished game. The sadness is from for blues though. Is that a real toilet plunger he uses to mute the trombone LOL?

7:21 Talking of playing games. This song is so nice is surreal. It doesn't sound like New York but like a quiet sunny warm afternoon in the West (except for the weird diminished chords on the piano). So much better than You're so Vain. In my mind right now it comes dangerously close to Bryan Ferry's More Than This.


7:55 Worth mentioning... Players only love you when the're playing or the sound of Flitwood Mach... I think i was leaving under the wrong impression... Blame it on my HS physics teacher. Apparently there are voices saying the speed of gas coming out of a pressurized container is not the speed of sound...


1:10 I believe with a little push we can go beyond glucose.

1:11 Ce părere am eu de greva profesorilor. Arată încredere în sistem, în EI. Cred că se înșeală. Profesori fiind, ei ar trebui cel mai bine să înțeleagă felul în care ei ne fură masiv direct de la buget, nu să le dea un vot de încredere obținând prin acest demers ceva mărunțiș de la ei.


4:18 They were winds up to 30 mph in the weekend. They brought down from the east garages lots of leaves left from last fall, rotting and stinking like cabbage. I took four laundry baskets packed with those to the NE bin and one to the SE. Got more infections at the hands but used the prescribed antibiotic right away and they did not progress.

I didn't know where they were coming from so yesterday i took a look and saw more on the top of the flat top garages. Where the pine needles came from but at the other end. So i emailed the office, but they said they cannot do it before the end of the month. I used a stepper and took another picture and saw a big pile of them near the edge. This morning when Angela went to work i went and pulled the bulk of them near the edge down (without climbing on the roof). Then i realized those were from one or two of the baskets i picked myself and threw in the garbage and somebody must have put them back on the roof. Now they are back on the ground where i picked them from.

Today in the park i saw some signs warning of poison oak that may cause severe dermatitis in sensitive people. I googled and saw those are shrubs, not trees. However there are some shrubs in the area as well. Going back to look.

A bunch of kids ad the entrance next to post boxes are making the biggest noise i heard so far including using of vuvuzelas. But they are Asian, not Spanish. There is this guy with a red old Corvette that makes a terrible noise at times, and smoke when he passes. Have you read Kafka or Clavell (Shogun)?

4:40 There are more dried leaves under the balcony of the next building since last fall. They were more that i picked next to the other garages. Those might have come from the shrubs and are of course mixed. I remember there was one or two years when i filled half garbage bin at the time gathering the leaves from the whole yard and never got any skin problems but i guess i got myself "sensitized" by the wi-fi of the laptop.

5:05 Angela had some coupons for beef and Doritos at Safeway and when she came i saw her parking and opened the door only to see, in the same direction, behind the car, a Japanese woman made to look Latina staring at me with a baby in her arms.

BTW she paid for 6 pounds of decent quality beef the same as for 3 packs of Doritos, all with coupons.

Somebody again changed the programming of the sprinklers. They now start in the afternoon. Yesterday there was only one Japanese girls about 10 who as taking a shower under those. Today somebody (probably her or others or bigger ninja) changed the direction of the the nearby sprinkler 90 degrees left towards my balcony and AC. Went and tried to fix it, did too little, now they came back and occupied the area.

5:40 So far i identified one occurrence of poison IV.

Extremely dried leaves (almost dust) under balconies

Aucuba Japonica next to bedroom window. Don't know if the're visible but when Aucuba leaves die they turn into a black brittle thin foil that when touched turn into dust. I bet there are no studies as what those can do to your sensitized skin.

I still remember the episode when one day, being really high from something in the air i went and picked the half dead leaves from branches and from the ground and put them in a bag and when i was crossing the alley to throw them to the bin William Shatner came downhill with an idling diesel towing truck (was used to the sound, he was stationary for minutes), he just released the breaks, RPM dind't change and if i didn't look back he would have ran over me. He did it a couple of times just in case. I mean, i looked, he stopped, turned my back and walked in the same direction, he tried one more time.

I know it was him cause i saw he was towing my truck and ran after him and talked briefly. He wouldn't take a card, i had to drive 20 miles with Angela that day to recover my truck, for 300 bucks.

Common ivy.

Don't know what these are.

9:36 It was only after a few hours Angela told me. She was again mad for the weekend. First, they canceled her overtime tomorrow. Building maintenance reasons. She had a free night for Monday at Chinook and wanted to make some money, though dead tired. Never happened before. Then this "Russian" guy Sergey gave her a news which i don't think is necessarily bad, but in such a way she did got mad.

All weekends for the past years have been like that. It was Hao, Steven, Sergey, others, by rotation, who did or said something right at the end of the week, it always ruined Angela's weekend (and mine). Though i saw him briefly, a few seconds, one time only, i think Sergey is this guy.

Judging by his face, he is not necessarily a bad guy, none of them are, but the roles... and the script must be obeyed... But i started to ask myself, how is helping me by putting everything that crosses my mind here, cause people do react, sometimes unpredictable but don't remember the next day what i said today. Obviously because they have their own worries.

May 18

12:40 I noticed people liked my yellow/green pictures. There's more where those came from (on my nail size micro SD card). When i took the picture i also thought of a comment:

"Though this paradise beyond the barriers is artificial and all the (decorative) trees are planted, they do still become green and glorious at springtime (More precisely at the beginning of May)". And yes there is an always empty parking lot beyond the red far light Emergency sign.

1:00 AM No animals have been harmed...

12:30 PM Four.

12:40 Această bătălie a fost deja pierdută, tot ce poți auzi acum pe posturile cu muzică nouă sau vedea în listele Billboard este IA. Bineînțeles că lumea nu știe, cum tinerii nu știu măcar că se expun la niveluri nocive de radiații cu microunde de la toate device-urile, și în curând ei nu vor mai ști nimic.

Am dat câteva exemple acum câteva zile, de atunci mă gândesc că am spus mult prea puțin și am venit cu exemple nesemnificative și căutam un prilej. Dacă ascultați cu atenție orice piesă, veți auzi tot soiul de instrumente hibride, fantastice, imposibile, vocea este complet artificială și modulată cu un tremolo artificial, melodiile sunt însă suficient de antrenante și rezistă unei analize grăbite deși cuvintele sunt de o evoluție absolut demoralizatoare. Cât despre cuvinte, unele (de top) sunt de-a dreptul ceea ce acum zece ani ar fi fost la categoria porno, deși pe posturile de radio ziua se aud bip-urile și nu cuvintele respective. Kill Bill.

La fel și muzica lui Sting, care numai rock nu e. New wave post punk, dar un punk și mai minimalist decât punk-ul așa cum îl știm noi de exemplu de la Billy Idol. Idolul neo-naziștilor, ce auzim de la el în afară de vocea șuierată a unui bas de operă (care a studiat la conservator canto, chitară clasică, contrabas etc.) pe post de rocker (toți sunt) și o chitară bas, uneori făcută tot de el? Ia să vedem. În piesa asta nu e nici măcar bas, e o chitară acustică ce umple spațiul unui bas, și un sintetizator care uneori sună ca o vioară. Piesa sună aproape ca una realizată de IA de azi. Mă rog, au trecut 6 ani.

Ar putea fi un folkist de la cenaclul Flacăra dar nu e. E omul orchestră.

De ce a prins și a intrat în istoria prezentului? Și atunci ca și acum, DJ-ii pompează piesele până când te obișnuiești cu ele, paparazi pun imaginile pozate pe foile lucioase, MTV, etc., până când ajung să-ți placă bineînțeles în lipsă de altceva.

Pe locul I din Bibleboard acum de exemplu e o piesă, un fel de country (cu aluzii la prieteni și normal tărie), de asemenea complet fabricată de IA.

Însă Sting mai are ceva, foarte "special", ce trebuie menționat. La fel ca și Phil Collins, el e unul din cei mai virulenți rasiști din muzica pop, deși, repet, din grabă și neatenție lumea nu îi recunoaște ca atare. Și pentru că de exemplu Every Breath merge așa însă numai până la refren, unde o sucește pe lovey-dovey, ca să nu se scandalizeze ascultătorul. De remarcat micimea celor 4 figuri cu vioară din video în fața marii figuri implacabile cu contrabasul.

Asculți, uiți la refren, mergi mai departe, circumvoluțiunea (pata pe creier) se sapă. Eu dacă aș fi FCC sau CNA whatever aș interzice cel puțin aceste două piese, cele mai. Every Breath, Police (Sting) și In the Air Tonight, Phil Collins.

Nici o iluzie, ambele titluri și parte din versuri sunt aluzii clare la așa zisele camerele de gazare.

Însă dacă piesa lui Doja Cat sau a lui Sza stă pe posturi și în topuri, nu mai putem aștepta chiar nimic de la autorități, care, nu vreau să vă mai plictisesc, sunt tot EI.

11:00 Ministerul...!