May 6

3:23 Yeah i know. The Freemasons. They are mighty righteous. Especially when they are looked at. After i pointed to all geographic entities called Washington.

What harm could have been in randomly sharing my Safeway club card with perfect strangers in a Safeway store? Except if i had gotten in an accident on my way home and never had the chance to explain.

After loosing at Red Winds, we felt like we needed a drink. Angela's got all these theories made of wrong perceptions. If five out of ten times they gave her some money back after she lost everything and pulled one last hundred from a credit card, that didn't happen last night. Should have waited midnight, when they close the day.

But i guess everybody is getting tired of being rational and responsible for a whole week in a super hostile environment.

In the days when they made their quota, they give back, right after midnight, for about 15 minutes through winning hands, at selected machines and players. I mean, everyone should notice if  you win 10 like ten hands in a row on a tiny bet and make half of your losses back in ten minutes. So those players who lost too much are not too traumatized and give up playing.

No question each hand is controlled by AI and they are following faces for emotions through the over 1000 cameras present at each casino (one camera per 2 machines on average). So you keep playing and other reasons like the above. 

She had 20 more in free play at Ilani. As we came back, i planned to go to the Safeway at Woodland which is five miles before that and buy some liquor. At the bars in the casinos prices are 10 times more.

And there she was, getting in my way as i was looking for the locker with liquor. I asked her, pretended she did not understand, then i yelled "liquor" and she condescendingly showed me the way. Not courteous enough to call someone to open, had to press the button and wait.

For a few seconds i was tempted by a flask of Courvoisier, which was smaller and twice the price of Christian Brothers. I said it was not worth it, the difference in quality and the fact i was getting drunk and didn't feel it anyways. Got the cheapest. And then i went at the check stands.

A whole team of pantomime actors (wondering who they were) prevented me from going to the self checkers by putting some down checkers down and acting crazy.

So i went to the regular checker where she was waiting. While still checking the people ahead of me (i remember a bearded, dark skinned guy among others) she asked me with much authority in voice if i was going to use a club card. I said i don't have the card, but the phone number, and she asked for it. So i gave it to her and she typed it in.

When i tapped my card to pay, the terminal asked me again for the phone number. When i asked her for an explanation, she said she used the number to save those people 6 dollars. When i looked at her, she added. "You did a good thing" (Probably meaning charity). And i said. "It doesn't count cause i didn't know". "You get gas points" (probably threatening, i don't think you get gas points with a Safeway club card, never heard of). 

Was there any law broken? Probably some minor ones. How she did get hired there to check for 2 or 3 customers in that night only. Asking for my phone number when that was supposed to be done by the machine. Making me saying my phone number aloud and possibly recorded by a phone nearby.

A few years ago, at the exact same store there was another high rank politician, this time an actress from Japan doing something similar, in a similar situation.

But there is one major law she, all of them (the pantomime actors) broke. It shouldn't have alarmed me if i was not doing what i am doing. Blogging on very sensible themes, and similarities. Yeah i know i am not doing it for others, but just trying to restore my reputation.

If i didn't went through what i did since last July when the singer known as Dua Lipa acting as an assistant manager brought in the apartment above the entertainer known as Miyuki Nishijima of Japan to torment me. The threatening email she sent me the day before Eastern Easter.

I didn't know who she was but i knew from the many experiences i had so far she was somebody else and she was doing something weird and that was reason enough for me to get alarmed. More when i got home and saw who she was.

For reason of things similar i lived in constant fear, for  years. Now it's not such a big of a deal anymore, i got used to, especially when i think of my ruined health it doesn't matter anymore.

As for what "Dua Lipa", others did to me, Angela, that easily qualifies as torture by any law in any country and regime.

And yes, the lawmen and women are literally coming after me.

BTW Instagram is pissing me off, lately, badly. Every time i try to look at an image online, my browser tries to log in, and then i get this. A few days after i made the account, about a year ago, they told me i broke the rules and they disabled it. However, i never (had a chance to) post anything on it. They asked me to upload a video with basically my mugshot and holding a number in my hands, as they would do while booking someone in jail which i refused.

9:40 Shiva (linga) long time effect on Americans. I believe there is an active competition in Washington as who is more extremist, while saying the same about his archenemy.

Partly due to lack of any possibility for participating in elections due to antiquated system, with long, long, campaigns (basically half of physically available time), of any candidate not backed by the two party system.

BTW, one of the two is the current president, who uses part of his paid time in office for campaigning (obviously).

8:55 Stormy Daniels, the lawwoman. Oh mama,...!

9:20 Did i say their dresses were falling when they were doing gymnastic figures?

9:26 Doar ca să pună numele Geamănu și Gheorghe împreună?

September 28

September 24

10:44 To those who tried to help me last night. It worked a little, thank you. But it's not a permanent fix. Still got a number of questions on the subject. I was determined to find a site that offers free fish eye transformations, i found one but i have to sign up and put a card number and it's free only three days. And then my motivation got softened and then nullified by the entities upstairs.

One thing is sure. This summer encounter had an intense positive effect on me especially during last few weeks. I started to communicate better on the blog, focus, to figure things at a much higher rate, even try to defend myself from the bully. It feels like i'm coming back to life after a long hibernation. In fact, i forgot i can feel that way. That's why i'm so afraid of loosing it.


Upstairs. Ever since i woke up it just sits in there in one place and do little squeaks. I don't know how to describe it but best would be it somehow it taps into my brain and do that every time a tiny emotion is being released. Or better said, when i have this urge to communicate with someone about those subjects. But why i also have the urge not to talk about. Like a little secret. Is my subconscious happy to at least  communicate with someone no matter how.

Their reaction is almost instantaneous and i tend to believe is not human. But they have to do it while humans are present otherwise it would be really weird.

Of course i get all kinda of emotional reactions in my mind when i read news. It is what triggers to write back. The more intense the reactions the more intense the squeaks. And if i go over a certain limit then it starts walking and marching etc. making sounds comparable with thunder or stronger, matching my emotions. 

In the end i get into a state of total dissatisfaction. Like if somebody would try and deny you a physiological urge.

Anybody can please tell me what is this?

Over the years i tried to guess. Shin shin shin gan, vibrational electric or primordial impulse form of telepathy turned into bullying that manifests only emotionally, name it. Or simply some type technologically assisted bullying. But why somebody can afford to do this as a permanent job (in this case, two persons of which one is here all the time) and most important. Who are these guys and why are doing this.

Punishment or suppression of using this atavism, this ancient form of communication that somehow got awakened in me through yoga during high school?

I remember this when it first happened, in January 1996 i ended up been awake, not eating or drinking water for a week and then in the ER at the hospital in Vancouver they put me in a bed next to a woman who gave birth. They brought me some food but no water and then in the psychiatric ward at the other end of the town they gave me an ativan with a little water and i slept 12 hours. I continued drinking too little water in the hospital. It took weeks to re hydrate time in which i was feeling like paralyzed.

All described above are clearly true crimes, torture is not affected by statutes of limitations, Hilary Clinton acting as attorney Janet Anderson, Chris Mathews acting as attorney James Mayhew, Christiane Amanpour acting as a police officer, ER doctor, dr.Augusto Pro_ano, Dan Costan, Nelu Ciorba, Vlaicu, John Mladin, others are all involved, they all saw me during the time i was not sleeping and also hallucinating.

The whole story repeated while i was working at Epson in 1997.

As for invasion of privacy, sleep deprivation as a form of torture, polluting, coercing, that are continuing to the present, are also crimes. Any low enforcement agency, can they read this?

11:23 They left as i was writing about them. That happened before. That functionality has been taken over by other less convenient ways from their part. Slamming doors in the parking lot. Slamming the garbage bin. Car alarms and beeps. Soon there will be modified exhausts, etc.. Short or longer bursts of water in pipes. Now feeling the tiny bathroom tub or something. Something that didn't happen in months.

Now all i have to do is go and explore my environment for pollutants.

11:32 First reaction to a reaction. Amidst everything that happened here this morning and all the stuff i got to read before i got pissed off, one thing got stuck in my brain that is annoyingly related to what i wrote a few days ago. A form of suppressing information through superseding. Yeah i know the term brutărie for bakery is a linguistic accident in Romania. Pretty much like grocery in English.

(And the fact that every person who learned several languages becomes involuntarily a linguist and every person who is permanently bullied becomes a psychologist.)

11:45 Now it's all quiet. It happens when i successfully turn the attention to them.

11:54 But when i opened the back sliding door first thing i saw was this 19 year old Japanese actress posing as a 13 years wearing shorts and flashing me in a model position in her balcony and then walking in the yard like on a catwalk.

12:04 Now i hear the first exhaust of the day. Many will follow. Yeah i just listened to it. Nothing came out in the recording, frequency is too low for these mics.

12:18 I opened the door again, i felt smoke smell and saw the familiar mound on the right of my patio while i also feel dog poop smell. Her balcony is on the right.

I intentionally raised the camera to catch the balcony where she shows (on the left). Yes i've been thinking many times of taking a picture of her but i usually don't as it could get very complicated. However one day day this guy came and threatened me. "If you take a picture of my little sister i will kill you!" he said. Yes she looks like her too. Then they both died and later they both got back to life.

i don't know the exact moment when my day started to turn into something else but i feel like it's already been screwed up and it's only noon. BTW, i think i can have a drink now though my stomach, esophagus, pancreas, whatever it's hurting down there they all beg to differ and are opting out.

Also there is one week of dark weather again. It Oregon when it rains clouds get very low and it gets this dark. 

1:25 I am not trying to seduce you Nicu Ceaușesu. Is that a sued leather jacket? I had one like that just before i started college. A rare item in those days in Romania in a store in Câmpulung, like waiting for me in the day i got payed and didn't even really liked it but it seemed the only choice. Had boots to mach.

That summer i worked at the factory across the street and bought a few things. Got my first Levis jeans but when i washed them first time in the dorm in college they turned purple. I payed a one month salary for those from a guy who worked on a ship or something. Either counterfeit or someone added something in the detergent.

All Asians look the same. In this video Sir Elton looked a bit like him.

3:15 When you start becoming a minority. Yesterday at Spirit Mountain. About 20% of the people there were whites. Rest, a mixture of South Americans and Asians. All bumping into me like not seeing me (felt like i was transparent). But who knows which were which.

There was a band and a quite good old guitarist. Got to know who they were as he seemed familiar like from a recent post. Bassist seemed Japanese.

3:24 And BTW. The last time we left with a positive balance from a casino was when i last time wrote something similar before we went. Keep forgetting on writing it before i go and we keep loosing.

4:33 BTW i think i just saw her in the yard. Double of nothing.

The cycle is starting over. They came back with thunders upstairs.

5:10 So it is true. I was in the process of ordering some essence on Amazon as the time required for the recipes measures in weeks.

6:05 Angela went to the stores and i fell asleep with the door unlocked. Anybody could have entered here. Woke up with shortness of breath due to thick smoke outside.

Went to take the garbage and saw two women furthering away on foot one looking like her from behind and the other one wearing a neon green jacket...

9:20 This entry disappeared so i'm gonna write it again with original time stamp (aprox). I had a feeling those women are still in the complex as i heard a weird sound upstairs in the dining area. Went outside to look and the blinds were on and two people were talking in a balcony next to our building (other than the one in the picture). Also Angela bought some natural juice from the store to mix with water, "drink instead of soda" șhe said. I mixed some with grain alcohol and water to make liquor.

September 17

2:50 A început sarabanda acoperirilor. Salmoxis a înviat după 4 ani.

8:35 I saw her again yesterday around noon on an alley in the park near the Community Center in Tualatin walking with the phone in her hands like following real time instructions for a cosplay session. She was walking in the same direction with me, i stopped and gave her some 5 minutes head start but she stopped at the CC like waiting for me.

Then she gave me an "eye contact" above glasses with her head down and i saw... a double chin? Maybe it was not her, my eyes are pretty blury these days cause i use the ozone generator on a low setting to get rid of all kinda smells in here. Also was very tired, slept around 3 hours the night before and probably under the influence of the smoke that came back these days after the moles are thriving again due to a rain two weeks ago that turned the grass green.

8:52 By the way, woke up early, there was smoke in the bedroom, went outside and plugged some holes, again by accident i found a blue doggy bag that probably was thrown from that balcony, another one with no bag, oily in the open air next to hydrant, i caught them early, it's 55 degrees (13 C) and cloudy outside, they haven't been hit by sun yet.

I also noticed that when i'm on antibiotics those "pheromones" don't have the same effect on me, could it be they are not pheromons but pathogens like protozoa?

12:20 Camera Defulaților are de fapt mai multe camere iar senatoarea Diana Șoșoaca vă șochează aprinde dragostea imaginația cea bogată ștergându-mi postarea din memoriile dvs..

1:06 Now i know what he's been through...


10:33 Today is September 17, day when i started my first job in the US, as box boy at Sheridan Fruit Co. downtown Portland. More about it here.

Expresia la cheu în port sigur aparține lui Băsescu cui altul (cel ce s-a retras la UE), se referă la România și unde a dus-o el dar eu m-am gândit la ea ca o la o aluzie (lacheu). Credeam ca întotdeauna că era voba de mine (me me me) dar acum când mă gândesc cred că era un mișto groaznic la adresa întregii Românii.

Am mai repostat această imagine, cu șeful Poliției (de atunci, 2018) Bill Steele, care s-a retras în iunie 2022, cu niște copii latino nevoiași din zonă. Am mai scris și alte dăți, nu știu, pe fb, nu mai stau să caut, pe unii din ei (cel puțin doi) i-am văzut pe aici pe la clădire, apăreau mai ales când reparam mașina și se foiau odată sau de două ori prin spatele meu, mergând nu știu unde, de fiecare dată mai înalți.

De mai multe ori m-am abținut să nu intru în conflict cu ei. Câteodată deschideam ușa și unul din ei trecea pe dedesbut ca și cum ar fi știut. După cum am mai spus, când lucram pe la mașină eram high de la ceva fumuri care apăreau pe afară și după ce terminam nu reușeam să-mi amintesc ce făcusem. De fapt și acum sunt dar puțin, cred.

Eu nu cred că cei care treceau erau latino ci niște țigani din Ungaria dați la vreo școală de actorie. Nu știu câți ani puteau să aibă pe atunci. Să zicem 13. Dacia brothers.

Videoul pare a fi din România.

1:20 Got at Chinook Winds around 5:30. Parked on "the roof", wanted to go for a walk on the beach.

Took the shortest way, behind the casino. I went that way several times before. The short bald security guy was by the employees entrance together with more guards, several SUVs. I passed those and i think when i was out of any camera's range they came at me telling me to leave the premises because i am banned and also restarted the count of my six month ban.

I was not aware that i am not allowed in the parking lots as well. Wednesday i was there, Angela went inside, i went all the way to the beach for a walk, then i changed my mind and turned around, met with a guy looking like gen. Petraeus at the end of the stairs, there was a military/veterans event near the casino, several military vehicles on display.

Just before that i went inside and asked the guard at the door if i can go to the restroom and he acted like i asked where is the restroom, posing like he was not aware i was banned.

I am positive that if i didn't wander in the area with no cameras and people they wouldn't have showed cause i was in the car on the highest level of the new parking lot for 10 minute, i saw them there, when i went down the stairs but they were waiting on the ground, let me pass and the followed me behind the casino.

Like in the day when i got into a verbal fight with that Japanese movie director, i ate some very spicy food and was very irritated and i think they knew and were hoping again from a bad reaction from my side of which i was very very near however this time i haven't been drinking in weeks.

However in the last days i have been exposed to a lot of smoke, something that didn't happen in years.

August 30

5:50 It was more than a month ago. The day before i wrote this. The guy looking obvious Japanese was standing next to a cash machine. Actually leaning on it. I asked him to move along so i can cash my ticket. I was pretty drunk and also irritated because i ate something spicy earlier. He looked like he was under some influence either or was simulating.

We started to yell at each other. He did a karate move, while smiling at me (watch the date on the video). I left. One hour after i saw a commotion with several security guards in the area where Angela was playing but do not know the reason.

Later in the parking lot. We were about to leave. Two security guards followed me at the car. One of them asked me for ID. I told him that in US only Police can ID me. He said that "technically here you are in a foreign country". That is according to treaties with Indian tribes and stuff. Then he said that if he called the Police i would be arrested. He didn't say why.

Then i got in the car with Angela and left. One minute later, at Safeway, Angela wanted to drive. She drove all the way home.

I can't remember how many times i was there since that day until last Saturday. At least once, cause i remember the episode when there was this 5 miles long line of cars coming from Lincoln City ending right in front of Spirit Mountain when i took a right coming from Grand Ronde Rd. (went to the convenience store there).

One car left the line and took a left on Grand Rd (i was coming from North on the map) when i was about to make a right, masking the incoming traffic from my left (or East on map on the only available lane) which was a speeding big black pickup with a Japanese driver.

Almost didn't see that one and would have probably been crushed to pieces by it if i took that right. The accident would have blocked the only lane available for an ambulance and i would have probably died an excruciating death.

I know in that day i drove to Lincoln City and went to Chinook Winds. Can't remember now how many times i went between the incident with the guy leaning against the cash machine and last Saturday (25) but i would guess every weekend.

Last Saturday again i went in there (call it routine or ritual) played for one hour at a poker machine in a corner like i usually do when i first go there, didn't loose or win much, when one of those little security guy looking Japanese from the parking lot and a tall older guy looking Hungarian with the name Jerry on his badge came at me, asked for my ID, they wanted to follow them to the security room, which i declined, and then told me i was banned from the Casino for 6 months, for the incident on July 23rd, after going there at least 3 more times since.

But it wasn't only that. I went around looking for Angela and they came after me and told me i have to page her from the security desk next to main entrance instead of searching her which i did. Then we walked through the whole casino all the way to the elevators that lead to the new parking lot with them following from two different directions, from a distance.

One more thing. When i entered the casino Saturday, or the day i was banned (can't remember precisely if it was Friday or Saturday but it think i was Saturday August 26 and i was parked on the highest level on the new parking lot, because the main one was occupied with a car show, i usually avoid that parking which i very convenient, because of the very high signal from the tower near were the Grocery Outlet store is), i saw on the left at the first machine you see on the left when you enter from that direction a guy with an unusual big head i saw in one of Alexa's videos and he was kinda staring at me, like waiting for me to recognize him (trying to see if i can find that tik tok clip).

I took this picture on August 11, so this is one more time i can prove i was there but probably went one or two more times until last Friday August 25. Then why ban me one month after the incident and after i went there several more times?

6:50 I think it was this guy, saw him briefly at the end of one of her clips then it disappeared, should have took a screenshot instead of just staring at his picture, and the account now shows private and can't see or show his face no more.

7:30 Today an idea came to me and i did some searches to confirm it. Infections are common with cancer and until recently they have been considered opportunistic but some started to ask themselves if they are not the cause. Since i have seen so many lies about so many things and the faces of the impostors everywhere i started to ask myself if this is another case of suppressing information for some reason like human sacrifices to the goddess Kali on a planetary scale or simply destroying the sinners (godless) of this world or both.

They might be as well common or not so well known bacteria.

Cause if so cancer could be treated with a longer course of antibiotics, like TB. Could this be the reason antibiotics are not sold over the counter in most countries? So they can control us, infect those who want to get rid of and then give them fake treatments that don't work like surgery, chemo and radiation?

8:43 Didn't know! However i know that now, after WWII, somehow they got to control the whole of Romania (can ask the soviets how that happened) and nowadays 8 million people out of theoretically 20 have already left because of lack of jobs, infrastructure (freeways) and crazy acting leaders and media.

11:11 Urmărind clipul de pe tik tok (ca și cum profesioniștii de la b1 nu ar avea un server să pună acolo un video) ne dăm seama că acele șuruburi nu sunt esențiale în susținerea podului ci doar a șinei de protecție (și poate nici acolo, din cauza tipului de îmbinare perfect) iar ascultând comentariile ne dăm seama că podul e încă în construcție. Chestia cu șuruburile a fost selectată special în legătură cu ce am văzut acum două zile pe google maps.

Dar s-ar putea să aibă legătură și cu faza asta, constructorul fiind japonez. Apropo, cifra 9 este asociată și cu zeița.

E posibil ca și constructorul să vrea să ilustreze imposibilitatea de a pune piulițe la un asemenea tip de îmbinare (pe care nu am inventat-o eu), ceea ce este fals. Piulițele se pot suda puțin pe partea din interior din fabrică la capetele profilului pătrat, sau lipi cu adeziv, doar pentru a păstra poziția și preveni învârtirea în timpul înșurubuării după care pot prelua toată forța de strângere.

7:45 I am trying right now to find a guy i saw for a few seconds more than a month ago. Closest i could find so far but i'm not done. Shinobu written 史靖. The ironic part is... you guessed it. Shinobi written 忍び is the old word in Japanese for ninja written 忍者.

9:00 Santinelă și patrulă... Nimeni (din politicieni) în România nu poate face nimic din cauza celorlați.

9:42 The Six Kalimas and a didgeridoo. Does he turn and then do they make a wheel moving like a clock symbolizing time passage? Kali Bali? 

Time, Calend, calendar, call...

10:52 Talking about etymologies... Is it possible that Shinto may come from Hindu...

August 19

8:48 Acura. Chrysler.

SUB R U. OUTBACK!

While i built the post above he hit the floor until he made me sick. Tried to open the sliding doors, cause i know he stops when i do that (could be the noise is heard by others, the reason they replaced the windows with more soundproof ones) but i now feel garbage smoke smell from outside).

In Romania they invented a whole story, with a driver that does not exist, trying to cover this, like many others in the last few days. This one just came in with the cable symbolizing the wings of Mazda Ahura. BTW these guys deceive themselves, heavily. In reality the Mazda Ahura figure derives from Onanna/Isthar/Isis.

9:24 More heavy stomps upstairs while i'm reading more "news", so i can't think.

10:20 One second he was stomping upstairs. I opened the door trying to leave, he was in the car with the engine started.

10:47 I was trying to leave but ran into this. One of the sources of my nausea, 25 ft from the door in the dierction of the morning breeze. Next to the front right wheel. Picked many other items left behind intentionally by the child actors.

Amazing how one or two cigarette butts at your door makes the whole place stink also like smoke. BTW there is a wheel behind this car for about a month know everybody is ignoring. Maybe because of the symbolism, covering semantically many of my posts.

BTW last night when i got home at 10:30 the famous tinted window Chrysler with Inanna wings that is parked next to ours came right after me and is not the first time he is syncing with me.

(12:35) Just took a look at his licence plates. They look all wrinkled like coming out of a car that has been in a bad accident, and he does not have a sticker in the back and the one in the front is for year 24, like the one missing from my truck since who knows when for which i've been pulled by a cop in Newberg (ordered one at DMV, waiting for it).

11:37 Ponta, cel mai bun dragoman. 4x4.

11:46 You can't get along with everyone in this world. Believe me, i tried and i'm 63. At some point, having your soul still won't satisfy them.


12:57 Just in case someone ask themselves what was the note on the door. BTW got to go somewhere Wednesday since 6 AM, Thursday and Angela does not have more vacation days she can spare.

3:55 Ok i figured it out. I enjoyed a few days maybe a week of more quiet days regarding the choreography upstairs. I believe is connected with opening the door at the patio or installing the AC with the covering of the door opening with only a thin plastic cover. My conclusion was the newly installed windows/doors are more soundproof and the sound cannot be heard from outside when are closed.

I would assume there are by now people in the houses in sight from here with cameras, ambiental and directional microphones that do just that.

However today it started again in full swing. And then i figured it out.

Yesterday i went several times to the SW bin to throw small things i gather from the grass around here or check for items thrown on the ground.

By example after i went Thursday night in the bin's cage and threw one ft by one by eight worth of garbage items, Friday morning there was a 13 gallons regular black bag (the kind i use) this time right in front, outside the cage, full with something including a cylindrical object like a cooking pot that was just too heavy for me to throw it in the bin with one hand.

One of the times i was there yesterday i saw this huge van with the word Insulation on it parking rear first, and i think the driver was Asian. Over the years, i saw it many times before, parked on an apartment number, way too big for the spot, but it never really bothered me, being right at the cul de sac of the complex, except maybe visually. It could be his permanent "business" spot, i don't know.

Bur i'm pretty positive right now it blocks both visual and audio line of sight between our apartment and those houses, tiny park and small portion of street. This picture has been taken from the opening of the glass sliding door of the balcony (patio).

Then i went closer to see on what type of spot he parked on, and a group of European looking teen girls, dressed according to the 93 degrees temperature outside cut my way back and slowly walked down the grass in the picture, passed our apartment and went to the mailboxes. The balcony on the right in the picture was until yesterday her domain.

Also besides the paving announcement for our apartment they blocked the Meridian parking lot as well, though it was paved 2 or 3 years ago, giving the guy with the truck with Insulation reason to park here, though i'm positive he was parking on the apartment number (not seen, more on the right, behind the one level apartment) most of the times.

4:30 After complaining for hours and writing about the van a real person came upstairs, did laundry and vacuumed again, after one week, which obviously awoke Angela who i think got a couple of hours of sleep after the three hours she since last night.

4:42 Better picture from bedroom window.

June 19

2:10 One more push for Angela's vacation. With four hours of sleep i decide to drive the 108x2 miles to Indian Head. 4 hours drive in total.

But before that i found the strength to put the torque wrench on that nut. Guess what. It was torqued over 27 (should be between 25 and 30) by me with a 6 inch ratchet the night before.

Given the low temperature i pumped a couple of more psi in each wheel. But nothing was going to prepare me for what was about to follow. Heavy rain when i left 205 towards Boring with a bit of hail. The car was literally held by the water on the streets. Gas mileage for the whole trip averaged 37.5 on the instant average indicator.

Got there only to see a multitude of scenes waiting for us. But after a few drinks i started to ignore those.

One example though. A not very big yellow dog, maybe stray, though kinda groomed, very smart was staring at the people entering the casino. Then it tried to prevent Angela from getting out but then moved when she asked him to. Then, very decided, not letting self influenced by the people around, walked with his head straight in the air not looking right or left, towards the gas station. I think it could have been a coydog.

Checked the exhaust nut one more time, the torque wrench clicked and the nut didn't move. Checked it one more time when we left the first time. Still there. Then in our way back we went to get gas from the station on top of the hill where that dog walked hours earlier. Cheapest around, as cheap as at the Spirit Mountain, 25 to 50 cents per gallon cheaper than other stations. Both unattended though at Spirit Mt the convenience store is open all night.

I knew for a long time all the nozzles at that station were broken. Some more than others. Which means the little metal stopper don't stay in place and you have to hold the nozzle squeezed with your hand to get gas. But was still feeling the little hydraulic shock in the end when gas level in the pipe was reaching the nozzle. 

Not this time. I was staring at the numbers of the screen and at past 7 gallons i heard with my trained musical ear the gurgling sound of normal filling turned into a higher pitch and more quiet hissing. Enough for me to turn my head and see gas flowing from the fuel port onto the car, wheel and on the ground. 1 second worth of it or about 0.1 gallons that made on the concrete a puddle of about 1x2 ft.

I spent next half hour trying to explain Angela why we shouldn't leave until it dries out. To prevent any car getting with a hot engine on top of that puddle and vaporize more of it. A car that might have had a broken exhaust or something else that may ignite it. Then i saw they were biggers stains from previous puddles under my puddle and at other pumps too.

Then we left and then we turned around, passed the station and spent half more hour in the casino, just to make sure.

Then we left the second time, at 12:42, didn't check the nut anymore and about 5 minutes later, i was still driving under speed limit, because i didn't feel like accelerating, especially uphill when i saw a coyote, this time real, walking from the opposite direction on the narrow shoulder next to my lane. Never seen an animal so scared in my life. The whole body was contorted like a fish in a sac following the head which was locking from a side at us. It was like he was fighting an invisible force that was pushing him towards the lane. I didn't do anything not to scare it further. So we passed each other with no other incident.

On top of Mt. Hood temperature was 33 degrees and rain turned to snow started to stick on the asphalt.

When we got in Sandy some 30 miles away from home i felt the smell of exhaust, Angela had a headache, i pulled next to the window of a convenience store and put the torqued wrench set at 27 on the nut and it moved like 1/8 of a turn before it clicked. On the other side of the window a tall  blond hairy guy dressed scantily was arranging stuff in the store. Me bent over the engine all the way to the back of it.

Soon enough the smell of exhaust was gone and we started to feel the smell of gas that poured 2 hours before on the car and left rear wheel.

Here is my fresh puddle on the left on top of the larger ones that cover the whole concrete area.

My puddle, almost dried, not long before we left.

5:40 Angela went to bed, sprinklers started, the kids got excited and started to yell.

Can't describe how many times in the last week they again tried to hit me from behind. Just the last one. Just before Staford exit here near Tualatin. There are about 10 miles with increased speed to 65 on 205, before joining I5. I was going 75 and a Christmas tree (that's how i call semis with many decorating lights on them) was closing in from behind. A couple of smaller vehicles maybe a van and an SUV were both blinding me in the side mirrors. I slowed down but still above speed limit thinking to let them pass an suddenly i saw the Christmass tree behind me and accelerated and then i took the exit (the shortcut).

Here is an example on how Washington State Patrol dealt with the accident 2 years ago. He was asking questions like he was suspecting of me  faking it to get insurance money.  Never started a hit and run investigation or examined the video from poles on the freeway. I wrote more about in other posts, back then i was not that careful in adding links between those, i can't find those right now, have other priorities, i wrote emails to them trying to get the videos from the cameras with no success. Then the kafkian maze of bureaucracy with the insurance, buying and fixing another totaled car (all i could afford) made me forget everything.

Weeks before, there was an accident here in the parking lot, with probably a demolition derby truck hitting two cars, one of them like mine. A warning? A threat?

June 16

3:06 Nighttime paving on Hwy 18 at 99 Jct after McMinville. UFO gay city USA. But let's not forget. I was hesitating to write anything about for several reasons. It will dilute what i wrote recently. I don't know exactly why and what really happened. Spent most day trying to figure who Remy Drabkin really is but i failed. However i figured Drabkin is a Russian name but also reminds of course of Dracula.

5:22 Slept only 4 hours last night. Tried all afternoon to sleep but i can't. I know it usually happens when people throw things on the red mulch. Some kind of invisible pungent mold grows under. I saw last night when i came or yesterday when i left a car's wheel next to the stairs wheel wall. I initially wanted to take it next to the garbage bin but first i tried to look to see if it belongs to any car in the lot. I saw it belonged to the car next to it and when i looked the other side, i saw a spare, now flat and another flat one.

I remember i saw and heard him about 2 weeks ago talking literally over my head with a supposed work colleague  from the other building in the same direction where i was saying "When are we get payed?".

Then i went to take the garbage thinking that could have been the problem however the problem lays in the bin. The bin stinks really badly and there's no wind. Somebody threw some pieces of what it looked like coming from a couch.

However they messed with my car yesterday. I drove for 1200 miles and the voltage did not change at the digital voltmeter from the 12 volts adapter.

Here i have to repeat what i wrote before. Most people including myself until recently think they might have "smart charging systems" on the newer vehicle. Which means if they stick a digital voltmeter in the plug which is connected actually to the wires that lead to the battery or measure the voltage at the battery (on the wires) it should be anywhere between 12.7 "when the alternator is not charging" and 15 volts when it does. Or at least me i get these readings, on both Elantras i owned or own.

But if i go ahead and fiddle with the connectors (clean with alcohol, tight them to the specs) the situation changes. The voltage stays constant or better said it varies only with outside temperature. At 75 degrees outside the voltage is 14.4. At 60 is 14.5. At 50 is 14.6. Above 85 is 14.3. I believe the variations are due to change in temperature but hard to say of which component. Could be battery. Could be alternator or even the cable.

The reason for the alternator (not so smart) intermittent charging process are the badly designed contacts (not enough contact pressure, contaminants). When the voltage difference between the wires and the terminal gets high enough the contact resistance is broken and the battery starts charging, When it's not charging, the pulsating 15 volts from the alternator goes to all the systems in the car and especially the fuel pump is malfunctioning (pulsating pressure i guess) but also the EPS (Electric Power Steering system). When there are good contacts, the pulses get smoothened by the battery that acts as a capacitor.

So i had the above temperature dependent readings for the whole 1200 miles trip. But after i got home, or better said the next day, i started to get anything between 12 and 15. So while driving towards what i thought was going to be the Ocean, i stopped three times. The voltage got back to normal only after i wiped with alcohol wipes all connecting metal surfaces and the plastic parts around the alternator connector. It was like it was contaminated with something invisible that was trickling back from plastic parts to metal joining parts as soon as i was wiping only those.

After first night on the road at Comfort Inn in Yreka, or Tuesday night, i woke early (freeway noise) and went to check the manifold bolt. (I got a bolt on the manifold which sticks outside the heat shield that likes to get loose). So i torqued it by ear with a 6 inch ratchet at about 20. Then i went back in the room. At nine when i left i had a hunch and dried it one more time and it was loose again. One our later we went to check the small casino (i believe Red Rock) and drove a couple of miles there and when we left i tried again and the bolt was loose again but i believe i torqued it less cause i don't know what happened.

We went to another one (yes we tried to tour the casinos along the way), called... Rolling Hills and checked it again and it was a bit loose because i did not tightened it enough at Rain Rock. Then it stayed like that for the rest of the trip. I guess cause i was just following some scratches i done with a file on the nut. However, i realized later the rotation of that scratch was too small to be seen with the naked eye.

Last night in the parking lot at Spirit Mountain i finally took the small torque wrench (got two, one big and one small, it's another story) and torqued the nut at 20+ but less than 25. When i got home last night i finally read in the service manual. The torque there should be between 25 and 30 lbft but i'm afraid to go there with the 8 mm studs, sorry. So i left it just under 25.

Unlike any other time, there was a security van moving around, and i was getting very nervous because they once told me not to work on car in the parking lot, in similar circumstances, that is like tightening a nut or something. Just when i was about done she came and in the dark thought i recognized her from somewhere. Could be the last match. She asked if i needed help.

Soon after that i got what people call an anxiety attack. Since i've been so many times through those (not in recent years) i now have an idea what they really are. It starts with breathing on the nose that is partly congested and in the same time your heart being stimulated, mostly with substances like coffee, alcohol, T gondii, etc. It may take hours to fully develop. You breathe harder through the congested nose without realizing.

Yesterday was topped by driving through fresh asphalt smell, others. Though i used a decongestant in the morning.

There is a partial vacuum in the chest because of obstructed nose and your diaphragm muscle is raised. Retained intestinal gas pushes it upwards from the other side. Heart doesn't have enough room to get filled by the low pressure of venous blood. The lack of oxygen also gives you a high and you don't realize what's happening. It's the perfect storm.

Your heart does not get enough oxygen but works harder because lungs do not get filled enough. In the end it's the lack of enough oxygen in the heart muscle that triggers the sensation. Or the fact the heart does not get filled enough. Nothing related to a mental condition except the highs before that could have been signs and avoided.

Yes it was done on purpose. Because i dared to post this. And this. They might pretend they are magically gassing you but they are not really.

However the result is very similar. After you finally realize what's happening and finally open your mouth, you need to hyperventilate sometimes for hours for your heart to get really oxygenated to the point you are not aware or do not have shortness of breath anymore.  Which is the sensation of not having enough air that may last for hours.

If it's torture. They only provide the extra conditions. Most people would be okay if they get through a cloud of asphalt smell. However if you are in a certain high condition and already breathing harder on your nose, it will push you beyond limit. I think they call it "breaking". However i the end it's not real but simulated (except for my symptoms which are real). The ninja try to simulate what right extremists would do, to entrain more of those.

Rage can create that condition. Your nose mucous gets inflamed and swollen. Breathing harder gets you a high and an unprecedented alertness. Your body goes on adrenaline mode with less oxygen to the muscles which go in anaerobic metabolism for faster response but it should not last long (until your rage passes) and you start breathing normally. It is an emergency physiological mechanism that need to stop in time and should not be abused. If they knew. Yes they did, they created the problems with the car and made me fix it on the side of the road with much traffic and then the unscheduled, unannounced paving.

Black asphalt is another symbolism. I know i wrote about this several times before but it takes me less time to write it again than search, evaluate and link to. I will try to write a named post about buck breaking.

Soon after i got stopped behind other vehicles in a line on top of the fresh asphalt and waiting there not knowing what happened, for half hour. No car was going in neither direction. I remember when we got back i saw a panel saying "paving work". And then a "pilot vehicle" guided the few cars. But not when i went when i saw people turning around and taking voluntary detours. I remember how many times they were detours on 18 always in that area but it was always signaled or announced.

This time i tried to figure using the gps map and got back to McMinville, took a left and another one and driving parallel with 18 where i saw cars were finally moving got back in the street on the point where there was a flagger that stopped us. A Japanese guy trying to look Latino looking at us with disgust.

We waited for 10 minutes for all the cars in the line we've been into and more to pass and then we went after those. I don't know exactly how may miles they paved and when they started. Still trying to figure that out but could not find anything with google.

8:03 The car alternator terminal was contaminated again. At the liquor store one very old man looking terminally ill went in the store and came back and insisted if i wanted some help with the car while i was trying to deal with the connectors. I tightened the alternator connector but it again needs alcohol. But i won't fix until i leave cause until tomorrow it will get loose again. I think i will carry from now on a small bottle with alcohol in the car.

9:06 Lăsați vrăjeala cu chatboții. M-am urcat în mașină și am mers până la liquor store (în statele vecine tăria se vinde la supermarket, asta e numai în Oregon). Când am oprit la semafor la prima intersecție (cu exit-ul de pe I5) a apărut un TIR (semi) cu reclamă la cartofi prăjți (potato chips) văluriți (wavy), culoarea exact ca în link, mare cât toată remorca și mi-a defilat prin față, sub camerele video de pe stâlpi. Asta pentru că am scris despre curentul pulsatoriu nefiltrat care iese din alternator din cauza contactelor slabe de la baterie și afectează pompa de benzină deci consumul.

O problemă cronică chiar și la mașini noi fiindcă acel contact de la alternator se contaminează cu vapori de ulei cu praf foarte fin, invizibil de la mașinile din față.

Budiștii din Japonia și dominicanii (domonkos) din Ungaria (controlați tot de budiști) care s-au unit și vor să încălzească planeta din motive religioase nu au nici un interes în a reduce consumul de carburanți, dimpotrivă. Ei folosesc deci această metodă de combatere prin suprapunerea informațiilor.

Apropo de dominicani, după ce m-am plâns că Reno a fost inundat cu metamfetamină, când m-am dat jos din mașină la liquor store mirosea la fel ca în parcare când am plecat de acasă, adică kk de câine care a stat vreo zi două la soare. Deci toată zona e la fel. Nașpa că mă ține treaz, nu pot dormi, am intrat într-o fază din alea de insomnie care m-au condus în trecut la spitalul de nebuni.

Încă zece sau o sută de faze la fel până la liquor store și înapoi pe care nici nu am timp să le memorez din moment ce totuși trebuie să fiu atent fiindcă eu conduc pe bune în timp ce alte mașini sunt conduse de IA. Culmea, ei pretind invers ca să justifice faptul că nu m avut niciodată accident din vina mea în 28 de ani, în afară de 2 în parcare când am atins stâlpi, unul când am dat înapoi și o tipă care venea cu viteză (și lucra în asigurări) mi-a luat spatele. Cel puțin în Oregon, tot ce mișcă, persoane, mașini sunt coordonate de inteligența artificială, de zeci de ani, dar totul devine din ce în ce mai sofisticat.

Bineînțeles asta înseamnă înlocuirea tuturor locuitorilor cu actorii și figuranții (extra) lor. Sute de mii în total (informație luată de la cineva din România).

May 29

10:28 Just got home and had to move the truck because Saturday i found another warning ticket saying that it will be towed Tuesday.

In this complex we only have one designated parking spot. There are a number of visitors spots, about 15% of the total that people are competing over, to park their second car. However from time to time, if the car is parked for too long on a visitor spot, they will put a warning sticker on your car. My truck was on the same visitor spot since last Thursday, when i last used it, or for two days, however it was in that spot before Thursday as i could not find. Some people don't move their vehicles from visitors spots for weeks. Some just exchange spots with others also on visitor spots.

I write this because tonight the spot next to ours, belonging upstairs was empty (it was used by other people in the last few days) because nobody lives upstairs nowadays and i parked my truck there, for a few hours, or until 4:30 Tuesday morning. I used that spot in the past when that apartment upstairs was vacated and once i was told not to use it anymore.

The alternative is to move it at the Meridian parking lot at the street until morning when i can park it here after Angela leaves, but there i had a number of problems, including a stolen wheel and catalytic. So i have no emotions free alternative tonight.

Earlier. Yesterday and today i avoided a number of ready made accidents (highest on a 24 hours period so far). They all would have been my fault of course. But maybe the most interesting was in Florence Oregon. I came out of a street onto a boulevard. There was this gray older van possibly a VW but second generation (bigger, more solid, square at corners, maybe 80s) coming from the left, at least 300 ft away.

Until i accelerated to speed limit +10 it caught up with me, must have been speeding big time, as i saw it on the mirror only ft away, though the mirror was on night mode since earlier (a long story, somebody with an RV was annoying me when in a parking lot and turned not to see him anymore). In that moment i accelerated more and narrowly escaped. Would have been my fault (going too slow, getting in front of her).

At the intersection i was waiting for green (didn't make a right turn on red or couldn't because of traffic) and it caught up with me on the other lane and looked and guess who it was. It was the artist known as Lady Gaga though i didn't recognized her at first and gave her the finger in frustration and she tried to keep her cool and smile large at me as only she could, making a gesture with her hands claiming ignorance. "What?". I was telling Angela. No cop in his right mind would arrest Lady Gaga for trying to create an accident.

The combined crimes that describe what she did including conspiracy with others to commit those would total probably life in prison. However there is a possibility she was behind the wheel of a retrofitted self driving vehicle (the gesture with her hands above the wheel).

I now remember that yesterday when i left i got behind an SUV with a vine Oregon LP saying GAGAS.Also the car was messed with since i last drove it. All electrical connections to battery and alternator were weakened and contaminated. Had to tighten the battery connectors one by one, and stopped several times, and also cleaned the alternator connector with alcohol (did it only this morning) to make it work back at 44 mpg on a highway (without having to stop, a stop and/or idling would affect that).

Two weeks ago i took a picture of the left front brakes, and though i had at least two more mm or 20k miles to go until that angled part ends but today the plates look much more thinner, like i have to replace them right away. Amazing how far the original ceramic plate went (102kmiles). However last 30k were done by me mostly on highways (outside city) when brakes are not used as much per mile. No sound from the indicator. I'll see tomorrow.

Also, for months now, any vehicle that gets behind me comes too close. When i try to stop and let them pass and restart (that cost me on mpg), others come right away and do the same as they were organized (criminals).

We made a reservation a while ago at a hotel for the week June 11-27, Angela made a vacation request at the same time, however no response yet.

This morning Angela started the phone in the bathroom at the hotel in the same that i was with the meter in my hand next to the door trying to keep away from the oven while heating water for tea and noodles (that was much more leaky than others before). But i noticed the meter was not beeping or showing anything during startup of her phone, or one meter away.

I attributed that to the fact the tower was less than a quarter of mile away and phone was on lowest emitting setting.

I decided to use it myself (her phone not mine) to modify something on the blog on the post with... cell phones radiation (remembered about the polar lipid bylayer i once wrote in a post about). However when i started it (Angela stopped it as per our new rules) the beeper went crazy (never saw readings so high from a phone before, even from 3-4 meters away), probably got connected to another more distant tower and i had to refuge in the other corner of the room still getting high readings until startup and initial protocol with tower ended and then when i tried to approach it the emission power was still too high and i just shut it down.

The hotel room was reasonably clean except for the windows. There was a thick layer of pickled smoke algae on the outside. I think it happens only in building D. I tried to clean it but could only picked some of it. There was smoke coming from fires on the beach. A number of people on the beach but only in front of our room, and they all seemed Japanese. After eating and having a few drinks i fell asleep and woke up in an hour or so very sick, probably because of nose congestion. I almost could not walk to the casino to find Angela.

Gradually got better inside the casino where there was no smoke and after breathing on my mouth for an hour or so. Went to sleep at 2:30. In the morning the exaggerated, unexplained, most likely intentional noises from 5 surrounding rooms woke me a number of times. Could not sleep between 5:30 and 7:30 because my right eye was itching badly from cleaning the windows and because i was thinking of the polar lipid bylayer of my poor cells that have been exposed for so long. Slept maybe 6 hours in about 10 fragments. After that i drove for about 220 miles.

Won a little, for the first time maybe since Easter which confirms my theory. They set the machines loose on holidays.

12:25 Gaga, Giga (Hertz). It totally makes sense.

March 26

12:57 Am actualizat iar postarea despre Schengen. Nu știu exact pentru ce a dat Tomac Consiliul în judecată, bănuiesc că aș putea să caut, însă motivul ar fi trebuit să fie Consiliul nu și-a respectat propria decizie de a vota statutul de pregătire (readiness) în septembrie 2011 (no later). Rămân la părerea că și Consiliul nu are nici un rol constituțional prevăzut în tratate în verificarea pregătirii (readiness). Pe de altă parte Comisia are numeroase roluri în implementarea și verificarea implementării legilor (tratatelor).

3:56 Last night on I5 i had problems with steering (it happens when the connectors of the battery get loose). In the parking lot at Ilani i found a loose connector which to me seems impossible in the newest setup. Last night i stayed at the car, fixed the connector, and and went to search for Angela inside. It's a two football fields size rectangular place with thousands of machines and people  and that's why i hate it. After about half hour i found her but the signal was strong in all the casino and i tried to convince her and left alone and waited in the car.

Next to me there was a pickup Youcon with and actual orange cone in the bed. Some guys passed and took the cone but the owner of the truck, a Japanese guy came and put another one. After a while they left and another car came, i didn't really pay attention. Before 6 the guy came to stay in the car. They were several guys all around waiting in cars for their partners to come from inside.

About half hour later Angela came, upset because she lost and pulled more money from a card. The guy asked her for a light for his cigarette. He was looking tall, thin and dressed with a flashy jacket. Blond but probably Japanese.

I started the engine and started to backup when he got out of the car, distracting me with his flashy appearance. After i backed up several feet and still taking glimpses of him i saw something in my peripheral view and hit the brakes. Another car that was backing up but coming from a side, parallel with the alley suddenly occupied the space behind me. Then the guy with the flashy jacket standing between my car and his made a sign, trying to stop me when i was already stopped.

Truth is he interfered because i was backing up very slowly being concerned with hitting his open door with the mirror.

Then we left while i was trying to tell Angela that was not a coincidence but some sort of cooperation between several people. And we had a tank 3/4 full of gas. On the freeway all the way to Portland all i did was pass stinking cars. One of them, a smaller SUV, had again a horizontal red light behind but was not a Police car. Again another blond guy who could have been Asian.

After i passed him, i realized he had very bright aftermarket lights and bad sho-shocks and his car was jumping and his lights were flashing as he drove behind me all the way home. Figuring a Police car escorting me while i passed all those cisterns downtown Portland?

11:15 Saturday 6 PM. We left and i insisted to go and wash the car because dirt from the hood was getting on the windshield. However it started to rain again and after i got on I5 i went out of windshield fluid. (Tried to buy something later at the gas station but they only have ... summer fluid, above 32 degrees so i just put some water in). I looked at google maps traffic and there was no big difference between the 2 miles jam on I5 and that on 205 and i took I5 which is 5 miles shorter on my way to Olympia, WA.

When we got at the bridge jam started to clear out and i noticed a 10-20 mW signal inside the car and could not see the tower where it was coming from and the meter was showing a cell phone?

Towards the end of the bridge i was driving in the left lane next to a grey minivan, either a Honda Odyssey or Toyota Sequoia or something similar. Cars so safe nobody ever died in an accident in one of those. I think i saw kids inside. The ninja at the wheel got too close to me and the shoulder in that area is one or two feet wide. Got as far a possible from him without crossing into it (don't know if he crossed the line, could not see, but i think he did).

Have no words and time to described the multitude of vehicles that were harassing us for the 120 miles to Little Creek. But every time i looked and the windows were not tinted i saw Asian people driving.

August 27

Hwy 101 in Oregon is probably one of the most spectacular roads in the US. On one side you got mountains like view, at times you even drive in canyons and on the other side, the ocean.
12:30 I'm back at Chinook in Lincoln City after i drove all the way to Coos Bay and back (about 240 miles in total). When i got back i got gas at a Circle K and gave her two cards she could not use and in the end we payed with a debit. She looked like Princess Margaret. Soon after i almost hit a bicyclist. I survived tonight numerous accident traps (all designed to look like it was my fault). But the reason i got in the casino, after trying to sleep was i remembered something. I usually tape the doors and windows at every hotel i go, last night i had some sort of nightmare, it was like 2 guys, rather slim, dressed in t-shirts where in the room, one next to me and one next to Angela. In the morning the door was not taped, and not even locked with the deadbolt.

I told Angela, everywhere i went the impression was the normal people in the area where somehow evacuated and replaced with actors, maybe from Scientology. Maybe they get a film permit and pay everybody to stay home.

4:29 When i went to write the paragraph above, coming from the upper parking lot, two guys tried to get in front of me in the elevator, but i passed. Waited like 5 minutes but the parking lot was flooded with exhaust from a car. When i entered, they were waiting for me at the entrance, trying to get in the same frame with me on the cameras. Two guys, taller than me, pretty slim, one of them had a goatee but i only took a glimpse of him from one side. After watching the news i think i know who they are.

3 live raccoons crossing, a dead one in the lane, a dead dear in the lane, a dead dog (with a collar) on the shoulder, one guy walking at 2 AM on the narrow shoulder of a bridge, a biker, only on the last leg of my "adventure" that is 80 miles from Lincoln City to here. Numerous others before that, including a completely dark closed bicyclist with no light or reflecting tags etc.. Many other accident traps, more than ten in total. Most "lucrative" day on the roads on my part.

4:41 Ok i solved the puzzle with Margaret in Florence. However this is a very low resolution picture i'm dealing with. Here is a better one, google cache only, the Hungarian site doesn't seem to work right now, and i understand why.

5:09 Georgina Lukács este soția unguroaică a lui Alexandru Agache care nici el nu prea arată a român, fie vorba între noi. Oricum tipa vorbește și limba română, mai ales dacă exersează zilnic. Tipa are într-adevăr o voce fantastică (sexy) și a studiat la Moscova.

Mai multe informații, mâine și în zilele următoare.

11:02 Nicio minciună. Când m-am trezit din coșmarul în care mă uitam paralizat la doi tipi care stăteau în picioare în cameră, înalți, îmbrăcați în tricouri, au fost și niște deplasări prin cameră, scurte replici contradictorii, negocieri, mai mult nu îmi amintesc, știu că eram îngrozit, m-am gândit la ce i s-ar putea întâmpla lui Angela, m-am uitat la ceasul de pe noptieră, ceasul arăta 5:20, însă ceasul era pus cu 2 ore în urmă, era de fapt 7:20 ora locală, perdelele groase erau trase, 10:20 pe coasta de vest, moment în care bursa a început să cadă. Am mai stat treaz cel puțin o oră, între timp am fost la mașină să iau niște bicarbonat când am văzut că zăvorul nu era pus, și nici scotch-ul pe care îl pun de obicei la uși la hoteluri, am mai dormit vreo 2 ore după. La 10 și 10 minute am ieșit din hotel în mare grabă, din cauza ceasului, (trebuia să predăm cheia la 10) ne-am dus să mâncăm pe nivelul de sus al parcării noi, de unde se vede cerul și oceanul (dacă stai în picioare, nu din mașină), și atunci, în jur de ora 11 ora locală i-am spus lui Angela a doua oară, mai în detaliu, despre coșmar. O cădere la bursa americană de 1% înseamnă pierderi de un trilion de dolari pe plan global.

11:31 Imaginea în care se vede și mai bine că Baniciu era un puști când a intrat în formație, vecinul, colegul și prietenul me de joacă Mihai Erhan (născut 1960) care luase lecții de canto de la o "croitoreasă" din vecini. El la școală era declarat oficial afon.

Când eram prin școala generală în primele clase mama mea câteodată începea să cânte în stil de operă, (ceea ce mă enerva foarte mult), mi-a povestit despre tipuri de cântăreți, soprane, alto, etc. și spunea că a prins chestiile acelea de la croitoreasa care de fapt era nașa mea de botez, doamna Rotaru. Odată am fost cu ea în oraș, eram foarte mic, ea părea să cânte ca solistă într-o formație, însă in italiană, citind de pe o hârtie versurile. Știu că aveau orgă și chitare.

Între 5 și 7 ani am luat lecții de pian de la o profesoară, doamna Redloff (Red love) care avea o datorie la tata pentru niște lucruri pe care i le-a făcut. Îmi dădea teme pentru acasă, când trebuia să scriu note pe portativ pe care mi le termina mama întotdeauna înainte de a mă duce la lecție, care era în centru, undeva la 3-4 km distanță (era autobuz). Totul s-a terminat când ea le-a spus alor mei că îmi trebuie un pian acasă pentru a continua. Mi-au cumpărat în schimb un acordeon, la care nu puteam să cânt fiindcă învățasem să cânt numai pe note, moment în care bunicul a găsit un profesor (Merilă) orb, care m-a învățat și convins să cânt după ureche. Doamna Rotaru avea doi copii, Felicia și Gigel, după care am și primit numele. Proiectul probabil a eșuat, din cauza lipsei de disciplină a ei și a sărăciei și precarității enorme în care am trăit cu toții (Tata era foarte zgârcit, nu prea dădea bani în casă, etc.). Gigel era înalt blond și cu părul creț și ne învăța pe mine și pe sora mea să facem ochiuri cu capac (pe care turna cu o lingură ulei încins și "să dăm pup cu limba". Chiar înainte de tabăra din Germania apăruse o mașină în curtea vecinei lor unde Gigel m-a familiarizat cu comenzile. Știam pe atunci să conduc motocicleta cu care făceam mulți km pe aeroport iar când am mers în tabără în Germania am condus foarte ușor un Renault 4 al unui instructor din tabără, Olaf din Suedia, culturist. Chiar am pornit în pantă într-o intersecție, el și eu am prins încredere iar la întoarcere când am parcat am simulat că mă izbesc în perete și am pus o frână bruscă, la care i-au sărit ochelarii lui Olaf iar eu râdeam în hohote și nu m-am mai lăsat niciodată oricât l-aș fi rugat (fără cuvinte căci nu știam o boabă de engleză și aveam un an de franceză de la școală). Apropo, o tipă din Suedia (toți copii din tabără, din 9 țări, erau de 12 ani), Helen, se cam uita la mine, o blondă, foarte mișto, însă pe atunci nu știam ce e mișto la femei și nu puteam să scot un cuvânt iar mie blondele oricum nu prea îmi plăceau pe vremea aia, mi se păreau niște ciudățenii cu capul lor galben și niciodată nu prea m-am omorât.

Sau poate a învățat să cânte de la mama lui. Odată am văzut la ei un disc pe care scria Gigliola Cinquetti, ceea ce nu m-a mirat prea mult fiindcă s-a vândut tot așa la magazinul Foto Sport și Muzică din centru iar melodia se dădea pe la radio, numele ei, adică mama lui Mihai, vecina și nașa lui soră-mea era Glicheria sau Licherușa în mod familiar. Altă dată am văzut la ei un acordeon similar cu al meu, la care oficial nu cânta nimeni, când s-au arătat stânjeniți, iar odată am venit din vacanță de la liceu și Mihai avea o chitară, la care nu cânta, dar la care i-am cântat eu versiunea studențească a lui Andrii Popa (la chitară am învățat în general singur, la care el se uita cu mare mirare la mine. Am sunat din SUA de câteva ori la ei acasă, dar am putut vorbi numai cu fratele lui, Mihai nu era niciodată acasă. Tatăl lor semăna cu Jean Constantin. Fiind naș pe tren (de obicei făcea acceleratul Iași-Timișoara), era destul de rar pe acasă. Vara făceau fân, mergea la cosit (noi nu aveam pământ, toți am lucrat în praful de la mobilă de vizavi), etc.. Avea două arme de vânătoare din care una cu trei țevi (inspirația din Andrii Popa?) Bunicul meu biologic din partea lui mama, cel care era în Stuttgart în Germania când am fost în tabără lângă Hamburg în 1972 se numea Andrei. În Câmpulung una din văile care duc spre Rarău, care începe dintr-un cartier din centru se numește Valea Seacă. Expresiile din melodii, accentul, poza de pe Mugur de Fluier, toate arată origine bucovineană.

Multe alte povești dar acum mi-e foame și somn fiindcă am dormit puțin, și nu prea am nimic prin frigider, mă duc să văd.

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2:02 They made a huge amount of dust in the parking lot by the curbs and around the car and they threw some sawdust next to hidrant. Forgot to take a picture, went and vacuumed, by the time the bag was full a guy with a small kid making a big noise came real close getting in the dust. There is still some left, i will take some pictures.

Ok i saw one more in front of the next apartment which is about the same size ad the one at the hydrant was. At the hydrant, the color is the same as the soil, thus hard to see from above. Massive amounts of dust is coming inside, from somewhere, but not from me vacuuming. I used a micro filtration bag.

If i don't go to pick that dust, next Wednesday it will be blown on the buildings by the mowers or if it rains it will get embedded in the grass.

BTW for some reason they moved the screen from the close position and also made dust on the patio.
Parking spots after vacuuming (forgot to take picture before).
3:13 Fourth picture above amounted to 3 bags of 5 pounds each of wet sawdust. Some of it was destined to blow on the building Wednesday and some to ferment on the ground all witer long.

8:52 Got tired of tightening extra connectors of my own design at every trip. But when those get loose, i start having trouble especial with direction at highway speed because voltage for EPS (Electric Power Steering) fluctuates slightly, also got vibrations at the engine, lifter noises and poorer mpg. Today i went and cleaned with alcohol the threads, put the bolts back and added some epoxy adhesive. As you can see in the picture, only the thread made with the bolt itself at the bottom of the hole is actually holding, and that one is also not using the whole surface for contact, but only a percentage. I put some adhesive on  top to prevent unscrewing from vibrations and contaminants including oxygen that oxidizes lead to get in. However, after two years of trials today for the first time a (good) idea came to me and that is to use metal based conductive adhesive in the thread which i should do if this isn't holding.

10:24 Inganare. La pioggia, Gigliola. Capcane în trafic.