April 18

12:58 Oregon tribal and commercial casinos.

1:00 Are there non-tribal casinos in Washington State?

1:17 Pyramids on Indian territory? They recently cut the trees so the can be seen better. Together with the solar symbols. There is a panel in the parking lot of the museum. Was too tired to enter, sorry. In the panel they were some Indian faces, since 100 years ago. To my opinion, they were all Japanese.

Same thing at Chinook Winds. To those who don't know, Billy Chinook was a famous chief. I doubt he would be very happy if he found out his named was used like this, and in a totally different tribe.

I realy doubt the casinos are operated indeed by the tribes. I only saw once an Indian walking at Ilani and he probably did it for me to see how one looks like. So much for the jobs created by the casinos within the communities. Not even at Thunder Valley, the biggest one, in California. As for the profits that go to individual tribe members, go and see the shopping center called American Market near Spirit Mountain. Who doesn't have pyramids outside but on the logo.

I was at Blue Lake casino in California when a drunk Mexican threatened to kill me. I was with the Police on the phone while he stood behind my car, with one hand not visible. And they didn't hurry to come.

He tried a couple of more times, last time here in the parking lot, dressed like a woman, acting like the wife of "the veteran".

"The veteran" was actually several people. Enough to shave their head and show in the parking lot from the first entrance of building D, on the left across the valley. Far enough for me not to realize who they were, especially after i was treated with smokes. I have identified the first, a Hungarian opera singer,  then the singer known as Pitbull, the wife of one of them, and the last one, Sunday, was channel 12 traffic reporter Tony Martinez.

BTW yesterday Angela had a free room at Chinook Winds hotel. The first time there the room wasn't stinking, only us. From the same source, the contaminated pan of the water heater, that seem to smell worse after pouring in it two cans of oven cleaner. Among others, inside i saw the singer Szia. And a baby in a baby basket on the floor next to the door guarded by two security guards. Many guys in red shirt guarding everyone as i was passing by. Why i keep going in there? I could breathe for 24 hours stink free. In here, tonight, several heavy vehicles with modified exhaust shook the apartment for hours, made the smell come out of that closet with the water heater. After i poured almost one liter of vinegar in it.

2:00 Hit and run. On August 20 2021 i was hit from behind by a truck with metal bars on front (no damage to the truck, after taking those out) while my car was totaled. The policeman who came at the scene started to ask questions like suspecting me i was faking in it and never started a hit and run investigation. It was on I5 at a few miles from the interstate bridge and they were cameras on poles.

But of all unaccounted crimes committed against us there is a prevalent one. Stalking. It happens on the streets or all the places we go. License plate numbers, celebrities present in most unlikely places and times. It looks to me like they feel entitled to. First you cannot be entitled to commit a crime. If it happens hundreds of times a day, they how many have happened in a year or ten?

Endangering. One example. Every time i pass a narrow bridge at night or a curve to the left, scores of cars with modified headlights come and blind me. To me it became a rule and i know what to wait for. At least one hundred times at one trip only.

1:22 Pyramid in Vegas.

1:40 Ron Rychlak, the casino lawyer who officially co-wrote the second book with Pacepa, who nobody ever seen after his defection and that is before 89.

1:41 It's been 5 years since i go to the casinos. Let me tell you one thing. There's nothing about gambling. The machines are connected in network and there is a control room. If it was real gambling would have been way too boring and uncontrollable. There is at least one camera per machine and they are not about security. In casinos with 2500 machines and 1000 cameras there should be maybe 100 people or ten per camera or something to supervise those. They have some software that does it.

But what else the software does. It analyzes gestures and emotions and gives a feedback to the machine. Even on my 90 dollars Kodak camera there is a smile detector software.

One thing they do is they show you big hands scrolling in front of your eyes when you are bored and tired and can't react creating the need to play more until you see again one of those and eventually stop the reels but the reels can't be stopped in real time, like when you see a big hand. When you decide you should move to a different machine and start looking around, they give you a big hand (no it won't work if you do it again, on purpose, that's why they call it AI). There are numerous other strategies to increase irrational player's desire to continue play and lose money. They have settings and hours when many machines suddenly become loose.

Again all these do not fit the definition of gambling. But how do you prove the slots are not random. How do you define random.

I remember when i first wrote about this. At Chinook, a security guard once came to me and gave me a ticket they said i dropped on the floor and i asked him how they did it and they said they saw me on one of those cameras. I guess it was for convincing me and others who read what i wrote that the cameras are for that purpose. But nobody saw what happened with my ticket last week at Indian Head, even after i asked them.

And then of course remains the question of how did i drop it at such an opportune moment. I can't answer to that but i believe is some sort of mind training or programming, with gestures of other people.

In the early days at Chinook i found money in a machine as someone forgot to pull the ticket but i realized that after a few hands and i thought i won but didn't realize (wasn't sure). However they came within minutes and almost charged me with theft.

There are tests for randomness but again, they might have a setting "back to random" so the test should be done without letting them know. And how do you do that if you suspect a general conspiracy?

People don't seem to understand. Their symbols are all around to choke us. From tiny insignificant things to big ones. That we don't pay attention with our conscious minds. They've been at work for hundreds of years and this is the result of their work. Symbols and allegories. They program our minds and our future.

7:00 It is said that mass defect is due to energy released both during fission and fusion reactions, according to the famous E equals m c square formula. However there should be also differences in mass due to movement of electrons at different relativist speeds before and after reaction.

11:18 Ce multe geci la fel, ca a mea cea nouă, bine are aproape o lună acum.

June 26

9:30 Got awaken after 5 hours of sleep (same like the last two nights) around 8 by big noises (like a garbage truck though it's Monday) and then the woman next door was talking yelling on the phone for one hour (yes in Spanish though she is Japanese, i know ninja can do that. Learn foreign languages so well you wouldn't know).

I started to remember what i've done last night. Last passing area before Chevron on 26 when going west towards Mt Hood. There was this semi i was following for at least 15 minutes that was going uphill under speed limit though i think it was empty. Those guys even if the are well maintained, put a lot of carbon dioxide behind especially when going uphill, that usually makes me sleepy.

There were two more vehicles behind it. Those and myself started to pass the truck which went onto the right lane. However instead of slowing down it sped up like they usually do to maybe 65 or more. (Had 75 or when i last looked at speedometer while trying to pass it but was held by the other two).

I know when i started to pass my speed was about 65 with the shifter on automatic, at about 4500 rpm and probably in 4th gear. I don't know exactly why but the truck accelerated after those two guys ahead of me passed it and when passing area ended i was parallel with it and i continued to accelerate until i finally passed it too though it was ft behind me and flashing lights instead of slowing down and when i looked at the speedometer and i was doing 80, uphill.

I read on sites and forums last night that my car has a rpm soft limiter at 6000 rpm when you are in sequential mode, when it shifts gears down automatically (and you loose power when uphill of course) and one at 6500 when you are in automated mode, like i was, when it cuts power to the engine. If that had happened he would have hit me from behind for sure cause it was only ft behind me until i slowly accelerated to 90 and put some distance in between.

If i panicked when i saw it close behind and then flashing, and hit the gas pedal to the floor the car would have shifted back to 3rd, the rpm increasing maybe over 6500 at 90 and the engine would have stopped at that rpm.

How would a semi do 80 uphill, that is another question.

Have no idea what marks that truck had on it, but i'm sure it was caught on the cameras on the freeway and/or seen by other drivers. Or maybe he veered right towards Hood River before reaching the Government Camp area. It was all done intentionally, like so many times recently in all kind of situations, in cooperation with the two other drivers and these guys are criminals that should spend time behind bars.

Similar things happen to me in almost all my trips.

9:58 Saturday night after passing Newberg going east again i was going uphill at 65, passed one guy (a white SUV) that was slower in the right lane when i saw something crossing the street, from the left.

It would have taken too long to lift my foot from gas pedal and hit the breaks so i just veered left in the median lane trying to get behind it which i did, maybe except for its tail, don't know if the guy right and behind me hit it. Seconds later i realized by the white stripes on its back that imprinted on my retina that it was a skunk, the first time ever i saw one. It was pretty big, about the size of a raccoon, but faster.

I apologize for modifying the gear numbers so many times in this post, it was all based on guessing (can't see the gear you're in on the dashboard, only the letter D when in automatic).

12:00 This video shows 4500 rpm at 85 mph in 3rd but it's a different type of Elantra. However if you press on gas hard enough you can very easily downshift one ore two gears and reach 6500 when the the fuel to the engine is cut off. BTW this guy is crazy, he does 170 mph with a flat tire warning on the dashboard. I personally never went over 100 with any vehicle.

12:37 I know what happened back in August 20 2021. The driver who hit me could have pretended i again lost engine power when accelerating over 6500 or whatever rpm, but in that night i was going with speed limit on cruise control on a flat or even a bit downhill area on I5 in 6th gear (fuel efficiency gear) per reason of driving with a spare (right rear).

Only when i saw him very close behind i might have tried to accelerate but it was too late as it would have taken several seconds to shift from 6th to let's say 2nd and even in the 2nd gear could still go faster than 60 which i was going when he hit me (that Elantra was 1.8 engine but was rated at the same 150 hp).

One more thing. The cop called a towing company that refused to tow us for reason of distance (22 miles, wondering why the cop wouldn't tell them on the phone, when he called them, where to). Could one of those two towing guys i talked to while the cop was skillfully recording it audio and video to have been actually the driver of the truck who hit me, pretending he didn't run after all. So i actually i might have talked without knowing, with the help complicity of the cop with my ex would be killer.

3:10 No i didn't. Only now i know what happened, a walk through the relatively clean air also cleared my mind. BTW when i left i poured some more vinegar in the old rusted dog feces contaminated pan under the new water heater and the child actors came and started to yell like swallowed whole by giant serpents. So they did when i passed the camp (the children camp in the park, less than one mile away from down town Tulatin and Martinazi street) they enact every summer.

The mods at the battery. In that day in August 2021 i had poured from days before some JB weld steel reinforced adhesive on top of the nuts of the connectors to prevent them from getting loose, not on the connectors themselves. In fact, during engine running the vehicle is powered by the alternator (and not the battery that acts only as a filter) of which connectors runs through a series of plates on the positive with the negative doubled directly on the body. There was adhesive on the nut of the plates too, but not on or between the contacting plates under.

In that night after the accident and pulling on a street nearby i was casually talking in front of the open hood to the second cop and the driver of the towing truck that refused towing, about those mods.

The current configuration has modifications too, only there is no adhesive involved but only a second system doubling the stock con_nec_tors, actually a redundancy with bypassing and an extra connection to the ground on the negative and again bypassing the stock connector to the plates on the positive, with bolts soldered on top of poles. It is true, i saw yesterday one of the battery poles was a little bent, i don't know why, there is no extra weight on it.

Besides i never had problems with it, on the opposite, it improved vehicle's operation by increasing driveability, mileage and decreasing vibration. I have digital a voltmeter inserted in one of the plugs. Never lost power in years of experimenting with those, then why in that day?

The taillights on every car are build to reflect light and they would have been very visible in the dark when lit with headlights from behind, even if i lost power which i didn't.

In fact on another recent occasion i used the horn as last defense against an attempt of being again hit from behind and the other driver fell back. Now i know why. Horn was showing i had electric power.

But if i accidentally (mis)maneuvered and hit the gas pedal to the floor and hit the 6500 rev limit in 1st gear uphill, it could have looked like i lost electric power. I'm wondering what would have happened if i was wounded in an accident near Mt.Hood, far away from any hospital and ambulance services.

August 23 was only 2 days away and in that day at Les Schwab in Lake Owego i was assisted by a Les Schwab employee that looked like a right wing minister from one of the numerous Iohannis governments, Dan Vilceanu. It is rumored Iohannis has ties with the extreme right in Romania. He told me the tire with the flat i had earlier that day before the accident was unfixable as per a previous defective installation (done at the same shop). He insisted he took the tire in the trunk, where i was hit in that night.

What happens is though they are doing symbolic gestures trying to take credit of what followed that night in front of their right wing audience while the others don't care.

I think it was on May 2020 when driving with the same car, the first day a casino ever opened (Little Creek) after pandemics closure, when i went over a wheel (whole wheel, not shredded tire) exactly in that area, in the middle of the lane. Thing is i did not panic and hit the brakes, the car would have lowered its front (nose dive) and hit it and it barely touched it with some part (cross member i think).

After, i pulled from freeway in the area where she was missing from (not knowing at the time) to check for damages under the car.

In that night at the casino i went to the car several times (to drink of course) and last time i sat in line behind a woman, not unattractive but looking vulnerable, thin and not tall, who kept telling everybody she lost her purse and kept getting out and back in line (for temperature checking) to get in, and she didn't know why. I saw her later in the casino talking with two cops, then why the search that kept going for days?

4:49 This 2019 Elantra is closer to mine. You can realize it's a decent car. As for style, Koreans have a sense for a an elegant minimalism, beating classical Japanese basic pragmatism though lately they all started to look the same.

I think the man was doing 110 on a German autobahn in 5th gear at 6500 rpm (minute 1:58) right before car automatically shifted to 6th. In the US you can see this road quality only on recently paved freeways. Never seen continuous or interrupted lines so straight though confusing at 3:00 due to construction work. Crooked lane lines get you tired, fast. Good thing they also keep you challenged (and alert).

This, at 4:00. They do this to me a lot, slower cars changing lanes when i'm about to pass them. Good thing they didn't do it when he was passing them going 120 mph (193 kmh). And a stinking classic that fills your cabin (and filter) with smoke for the next 5 minutes. I see they're universal.

5:00 Christmass 2019 and 2020. It always happens around anniversaries and holidays. Today was my birthday.

6:30 Never new what steemit was until today when i was searching for his face.

August 23

12:45 He came from behind and stopped and let headlights on high beam possibly other more lights on. I spoke with him in the spot of those lights. He didn't have a mask and asked me to remove mine. I had one because i was afraid i was smelling though i didn't drink for 5 hours before. Then he "piloted" me on a dark street with no much light. I spent the rest of the time worrying about towing, insurance. I was pretty shook up after what happened including for the next 24 hours. Then i started to worry about other things. But i'm sure he was at least one inch short of 6 ft.

8:08 Place filled with smoke that could be raw tobacco or something else, not sure where it's coming from, really annoying.

1:44 Woke up around noon after a few more hours of sleep. When i woke up Progressive called. Monica confirmed i was insured, my deductible is 300 for hit and run, and asked me if i wanted the car fixed or money for repair and i said i wanted it fixed. Though the noise is still there, that car is way too important because of the mileage. I drove it 65k with almost half the price for gas i would have with a different car. However i remember the Nissan when it was new (to me) was doing a similar mileage. She said i will be contacted by a local agent with options within 24 hours. I sent her the pictures with the damaged car and the paper the Police officer gave me.

While rested, i felt very nauseated, my mouth was smelling like a garbage bin in the summer and tried to go for a walk. That didn't work and came back and took some charcoal caps. I noticed food wraps in the grass most likely from the kids that were playing yesterday, from the direction of the wind at that hour. Earlier i saw a beer or soda can in the chips from the opposite direction or where the wind was blowing from at that hour but that has been removed. Next to the garbage bin i saw a piece of ground beef and two pieces of cheese next to a doggy bag.

I went for a walk, many fat and thin women, all from the same australian species, with extra long legs patrolling, looking concerned. A very fat guy with a very large black and long beard in an Oregon State Police car, double parked at the end of the near empty section of the lot. An Airgas van parked in the middle on several spots. They finished Borland street, poured new asphalt, it smells like it. I came back, only half as nauseated as when i left.

I noticed, over time that they throw in the grass or next to bin foods or wraps from foods i just ate. That ensures breeding the exact type of bacteria and/or mold that would made me sick when the wind blows from that direction. I think it's again one of their alchemic principles, fire with fire.

These foods could have come from the fridge and still good within an hour or so but just the juices that fall on asphalt in the sun next to that garbage been and dog bag are enough.

2:16 The guy upstairs just made a noise, his car is in the lot, he could have change jobs or schedule again.

From the site https://www.wsp.wa.gov/press-releases/ They are not searching yet witnesses for my high speed hit and run crash though i told the officer it looked intentional to me. When i'm done with the insurance, i will try to get a copy of his report and maybe a picture cause i could not clearly see his face during the whole episode.

2:47 Guy upstairs got an auspicious moment and started his march to victory. I just went outside and picked some of the mess next to the bin. Butter, cheese (i ate this morning), ground beef, dog poo. There are more items like dog poos and cans between the fence and bin i cannot pick without a tool.

5:01 Angela is just outside trying to fix the plant with aphids, for a week now, every day, got three flowers, i am doing a search, and the man upstairs is retaliating, like he did in the last few weeks, this time by stumping at the end of the living, with smell of cat litter dust being released. This could not have been the old dust since the ladies of December. This should have been brought here fresh by him or his elves.

Earlier. Went to pick Angela from work, she had a scheduled stop at Fred Meyer (Kroger, whatever). On the road at an intersection i saw Kurt Cobain in a Porsche or a guy made to look like him (his actor is dead in Hungary, got a statue there). More German scenes, at the entrance a Heidi with unbreaded pony tails and a huge flying butt on top of pillar like legs, moving, from time to time her head nervously, only to show she was a gypsy from Hungary, a long line for backscenes at the entrance, all the scenes were in the store, i lost Angela and then i realized i forgot my phone. On my way back to the truck i grabbed a 2 liter pop of diet no caffeine Cola, this was my chance, and at the entrance two gigantic cops with an SUV (they got a designated parking spot, but they pulled at the entrance, for dramatism) one of them staring at me with disbelief (my luck, he meant by looking at me).  Don't know what for, haven't done nothing but stumbling on the actors at every corner, and in the store where only them, the actors. But as long as is 23 and there's still a chance... Is Terry Yaki Japanese or Chinese?

5:57 Smoke.

6:10 Heavy smoke, could be cocaine. Loud TV.

7:05 Acum vreo jumătate de oră o oră am ațipit pe scaun la calc., Angela dormea cu geamul deschis, s-a dus și a trântit geamul. Nerd-ul acela (cred că e un actor dintr-un film cu nerdz, poate Big Band), și-a scos iar vocea pițigăiată la balcon, la parter în clădirea vecină, pretinzând că vorbește la telefon, spune tare unul după altul cuvinte fără sens, cu accente pe nervii mei, iar când începe îl ține ore în șir. Am luat telefonul gândindu-mă doar să-l înregistrez mai de aproape, am deschis ușa și am scos capul și m-am uitat după colț iar în balcon în spatele lui care ședea, în blugi plini de slănină prelungă durdulie și cu păr galben despletit, cine era pe post de soție și înger păzitor, alta decât Șoșoaca însăși, scroafa zburătoare transatlantică? Când m-am uitat, ea s-a mișcat nervos, nu-mi venea să cred, m-am mai uitat odată, iar și-a încordat mușchii slănina (am mai văzut-o odată acu vreo 2 luni, tot acolo). Încă e 23, a venit, poate mă enervam (ninja de sus mi-a dat mai devreme iar cu praf din ăla împuțit și iritant și cu gărgăuni de pisică) și scoteau ceva din toată faza, mâine pielea mea nu va mai valora nici jumătate din cât face azi, iar peste 2 zile ajunge iar la mai nimic.

7:50 Mihail, Mihalea

9:00 János Áder a uitat când o făcea pe agentul la Poliția din Lake Oswego? Într-o zi prin 2013 cred am lucrat la mașină și am inhalat atât de mult fum pe-afară încât pur și simplu nu mai știam ce-i cu mine. Mergeam peste viteza limită, depășeam aiurea. A doua zi când conduceam normal sergentul Sparkle pe care-l cunoșteam fiindcă am chemat odată poliția la o fază, nu-mi mai amintesc, tot așa, era fum, el tot așa, cu mustață, mai tânăr, bărbat bine, m-a urmărit, fără flash sau sirenă, eu nu am știut, am intrat la stația de benzină, a venit în locul tipului de la stație și mi-a dat chitanța după care m-a scos din mașină, mi-a dat un test de sobrietate cum se spune în engleză și printre altele mi-a băgat bastonul între picioare, în timp ce avioane mari de linie treceau pe deasupra. Într-un sfârșit a venit o tipă în aceeași uniformă, probabil polițistă pe bune la care tipul m-a lăsat în pace și a plecat. Probabil există încă video, asta a și dorit, faza s-a întâmplat la stația Chevron din Lake Oswego de pe Boones Ferry lângă I5.

Cât despre Trianon, psihologie inversă, ungurii ori vor stăpâni lumea în continuare, inclusiv România, în parteneriat cu japonezii, ori, dacă pierd controlul, vor dispărea iar numai atunci românii vor scăpa din gheara lor, fiindcă aceasta este calea pe care au ales-o, scopul pentru care au venit în Europa, cu ultimul val, maghiarii (magarii) budiști, acum 1000 de ani.

De fapt, dacă stau și mă gândesc bine, Trianon a fost motivația cu care elitele, sau cei ce le controlează care nu pot fi decât ninja din Japonia, i-a făcut pe fraieri, care au fost pregătiți cam de la înființarea academiei aceleia de actori să se bage în identități false în toată lumea, pentru a se răzbuna. Reculer pour mieux sauter. Însă mulți, mai ales cei de etnie română, evreiască sau țigănească au fost șantajați.

11:39 Apropo, ori de câte ori vedeam chestiile alea de paradă bineînțeles anti-gay din Ungaria mă gândeam la pozele astea pe care nu-mi mai aminteam unde erau. Căutând altceva, am dat de ele în sfârșit. La noi, chiar la alții încă nu am văzut așa ceva.

Last of the Hyundai

April 2018. We bid on a car at Copart. Like IAA, it's a place where insurance companies sell the totaled cars after they pay their customers the market value. They usually specify the areas where the car was damaged. This one has been listed as  "minor scratches and damages". We saw the car prior at the auction lot, together with one hundred others. Did not realize the car was actually in an accident, partially fixed and put back in auction and sold again at a higher price. I paid a total of 45 hundred dollars, including Copart fees.

When i went and picked it at the auction site, the car was driveable, but was making a weird noise at the engine. The mud cover on the right front was damaged, the fender was not holding in place, battery was almost dead and 5 years old. Serpentine belt was bent by a foreign object that gut between belt and pulleys at the time of the accident. When i got home i found in the trunk the broken windshield washer reservoir and the right headlight. Car was painted on the right side, with the right door and fender damaged. It was unclear if the right door airbag was still functional, though no dashboard light was on.

They were some sort of crystals on the windshield and hood, maybe from car being driven behind a de-icer that did not go away after a year or something, impairing visibility. Nr.1 and 2 cylinders had spark plug loose (0 torque) and there was oil in the cylinders and on the threads and inside the spark plug wheels. The shoulder at the bottom of the spark plug wheels  where the washers of the spark plugs seal sit was damaged and it was impossible to seal the spark plug when torquing it. Exhaust was leaking by the spark plugs in the engine compartment. Hood was bent (never fixed) and was not touching the seal with exhaust coming through the air intake grill in the cabin. There was oil in the the cylinders and on the spark plug threads.

3 years of struggle followed, with me working at the cars for hours, several days a week.

First went to Beaverton Hyundai and bought a battery and had it installed. Bought there a serpentine belt and installed it. Bought on Amazon a 6 mm diameter camera (about 20 bucks) to look inside the cylinders where i did not see piston slap damage but oil.

I tried to wipe the spark plug threads with balls of cotton soaked in alcohol, but they were not holding.

 
Designed and build in a machine shop a tool to resurface the shoulders of the spark plug holes. Finally torqued the spark plugs. Ordered a mud cover for right front on ebay and installed it. Ordered a windshield washer reservoir and installed it. Straightened the hood by stepping on it while hood semi-open, several times over the years. Did not realize the plastic grill was still leaking in several places by design, until about a week before the accident. Over 3 years i drove the car from 35 k to almost 100, while breathing exhaust inside the cabin, though less and less.

Did not realize the battery connectors could not be tightened enough, and were constantly getting loose, again by design, with battery never fully charging, until i bought a plug in USB charger with a digital voltmeter and because of needing jump starts several times after exhausting the battery with radio and fan in parking lots i also bought a 40 dollars 10000 mah li-ion smart jump starter on Amazon.

There was foam in the oil indicating sticky valves and squishy lifters. Tried to use some valve cleaner for the noise and injector cleaner additive inside the tank. As that wasn't working, i tried to clean the throttle body when i saw the inside of the composite intake manifold, which was installed in front of the compartment, or the left side of the engine, which was oily.

I tried and used a 3/8 piece of vinyl tube connected to a vacuum cleaner and pulled from the intake ounces of oil. It was  then when i realized that oil from the PCV was condensing inside the cold manifold that was installed in front of the engine compartment and pooling at the bottom of the intake which was installed upside down, by design, with the bottom bellow the runners, unlike any car i seen before. From there, oil was trickling up the runners, burning on valves and making them sticky, especially at number one cylinder. More oil was getting inside the cylinder, lubricating the piston rings unevenly, contaminating spark plugs, etc..

I pulled the injectors and tried to clean them applying voltage and some solvent from a spray can. Can had twice the pressure of the fuel and blew the injectors microfilters. I had to buy new injectors from dealer, for 400 bucks.

Over the years, i designed and installed several versions of catch cans on the PCV circuit, trying to minimize the amount of oil that gets in the intake which i was vacuuming "regularly" with a device i designed myself, made of a piece of tubing and a mat pump. With the last version of the catch can i could not vacuum oil from the intake anymore, there was none left.

A few months ago i bought an Exide battery and installed it and the noise was gone for a few hours. That was until the nuts at the connectors got loose again. Weeks before the accident i degreased the connectors together with the 8 bolts and nuts that were around the battery connectors and sealed the nuts on top with some adhesive. The voltage on the plug in charger with digital voltmeter was finally showing 14.3 volts while driving, 14.1 while idling. In the day of the accident, the noise was almost gone.

The noise was coming from the nr.1 cylinder or the furthest on the fuel rail, where fuel had not enough pressure because of low voltage at the fuel pump and injector was dripping,  causing uneven washing of the cylinder, with probably some slap while the engine cold, and not enough fuel washing the oil condensed on runner and trickling on valve, which was not getting washed enough because of low voltage at the fuel pump, making the valve stick and the lifer squish oil which was foamy. One cylinder working less than others meant vibration at the engine which meant poor driveability at high speed.

When i did rear brakes, a couple of years ago, i saw the indicators for pad wearing were bent and acting like springs, pushing the pads on the rotor, diminishing mileage.

Over the years, the car was doing an average of 35 mpg on the freeway and @20 in stop and go traffic. The car was quite comfortable to drive, due to soft suspension and many options, including working AC, bluetooth and satellite radio (which we did not subscribe for). In the days prior to the accident it was in its best shape ever, with smooth running engine, good driveability and almost no noise.

On August 19 Angela told me on the phone she had a flat. On the same tire there was another, several months ago when i got it fixed at Les Schwab in Lake Oswego. When she got home, i found low pressure in right rear, enough to trigger the sensor, put the tire in the tub full of water and didn't see any bubbles. I took the tire, for precaution, at the same Les Schwab shop in Lake Oswego.

There i spoke to a guy who resembled the current Finance Minister of Romania. Of course i didn't realize right away. Inside there was this Hungarian opera singer who acted like Phil Wick, Les Schwab's CEO after the death of Les Schwab.

The Romanian guy called me inside the shop which didn't happen in a long time, i went reluctantly after he called me a couple of times and showed me a tire similar to mine that had a damaged rim for about 1/6 length of the whole rim. He told me if it was from a previous installation which was in the same shop and asked me if wanted a new tire, i asked him if he had Michelin, the brand that was originally on car when i got it, he said no, if he can get it by tomorrow, he said we should talk in the morning, he had the number on my record, he then put the tire back on the wheel, inflated it and the wheel in the trunk. He insisted to put it there himself. This car doesn't come with a spare, though it has the space for it in the trunk. I found one at the junkyard, from a Ford that fitted. Though spare was new, the car was not driving the same as with the original wheel, especially at high speeds on the freeway. In the same evening i re-ordered a couple of tires similar to those in front which i changed more than a year ago, similar to the original ones. They were scheduled to arrive Monday, however they came Saturday morning or the day after the accident.

Friday evening i drove to Ilany, after both of us changed our mind, first Angela, then me, not to go that evening. 40 miles one way, had some difficulty driving, the car was drifting a bit, they were lots of drivers with weird LPN like KGB harassing us, as usually in the last few years. So i had to go with the speed limit.

In that day when she came from work she said she saw a light on the dashboard, it was the light showing something wrong with the airbags.

At midnight 20/21 i was coming back doing 60 in a 60 area on cruise control (which is kinda slow i recon). I was in the middle lane, because i was close to the interstate bridge where i don't want to drive on side lanes. Suddenly i noticed i was surrounded by a group of cars, left, right and behind. I saw in the mirror the lights from behind approaching at high speed, probably 20 over the speed limit. I could not change lanes, though the cars left and especially right might have slowed down in that moment, living me alone. Thing is i can't remember, because it all happened very fast. All i know is in my mind i had few options except to tell Angela to brace for impact and probably i accelerated in the last few seconds, reducing the difference in speed between the vehicles. For one second i thought he gave up then he accelerated too and i felt the impact. I was pushed forward at higher speed while all the other cars in the group fell behind. When i realized i still had control of the car i looked, the right lane was free, i veered right, stopped on the shoulder and tried to see his LPN. However when he passed he was surrounded by the other cars. All i could see was the tail of a huge white Ford pickup with the letters 4x4 on the tail. I took a picture of the car which was pretty damaged but still driveable (in the end, after talking to the cops who called a towing company who didn't want to go that far, calling our own towing that wasn't calling back, i drove the 22 miles from there to home, on right lane, and i had to pull over at least one time because of a truck that was coming again threatening from the rear).

The Washington State police came within 5 minutes. The cop looked bored and interested in a car that zoomed at high speed. He left the front lights on onto my car and i could not see his face. He said i should not drive the car back home cause it could not take another hit like that, which in the end almost happened. However, i do remember he looked like this guy.

He then agreed to drive before me (while another Police SUV came from behind, following me) and pilot me to a safe place. He exited the freeway than choose a street with poor illumination, near a property called G&G in the Minnehaha neighborhood of Vancouver, Washington, 2 miles away from Columbia river and Oregon.

There he asked me to write on a form called SUSPECT/WITNESS statement what happened and sign it. Then he asked me this question. What happened right after the impact? Because only those who survived such impact know what happens. The speed of your vehicle increases and that of the vehicles who hit you decreases. I think it was a test question. However, he did not write on the report "hit and run" which could have triggered a call for potential witnesses in the media.

Then he called their contracted towing company which came but refused to tow us "because of the distance". So i called the insurance, but the menus where such designed i had to file the claim first which meant an almost one hour conversation with the insurance claims rep. The cop left, the towing left and we were all alone on the dark street. I had to pee in a bottle i had in the thank that was crushed by the accident. The towing was not coming, i tried to call insurance again, got lost in menus and then i decided to drive back home. As i got on the freeway at around 2 AM, towing called saying they are within 10 minutes distance.

to be continued

September 14

1:10 Was our beloved Beau de l'Aire on absinthe when he wrote the poem? I don't know, maybe only when the ideas hit him, i know it takes sobriety to do such a job. I will try to work a decent translation until tomorrow though the guy upstairs just hit me with a kami of smoke and one of dust. And the coincidence. He is the only French poet i ever read from, except one or two fables by Jean de la Fontaine.

This poem now almost translated, features one of the most famous important quotes of all times. "The Art is long and The Time is short". However a major in Art or French only takes a few years (if you have your own money or win a scholarship, i don't get any stats from google, i don't know how many people are reading this) while doctors in the US work like slaves. Canada is very close where you can be taught by native speakers.

2:42 Tristan Tate got this one right, in Romania indeed family bonds are very strong.

3:30 Other business. That i can remember from the long list today. They scheduled an empty cistern to pass right in front of me at the stop light in Lincoln City. One more black truck with no LPN in front or rear and was too dark to even see the brand, passed after that one. So i got to drive behind those too all the way to the first passing zone which is in the middle of the forest with no other traffic.

The cistern went on the right though (as usually) accelerated and the black truck passed it, slowly and i passed both but i think the truck accelerated after got into my blind spot when i changed lanes cause the passing zone was ending anyways.

It was no small surprise when i saw it in the mirror ft or even inches away, right after making me thinking the surprise could have been much bigger, like finding myself in a rolling vehicle with broken limbs after in an area with nu much traffic and far from hospitals.

The guy tried to stay behind, i slowed, he accelerated, i matched speed, wanted to see at least the brand of the truck but guess what. At Spirit Mountain, i stayed behind in an area with more light to let him pass and take a good look, but he pulled... inside the casino area. Then he casually went to pick someone and it was  the perfect situation to go and see the guy but Angela didn't let me to. Now i think he could have simulated a road rage incident and do whatever.

At food court. Angela had a coupon, bought one fish and chips which at that hour was enough for both. They gave us a pager and we were waiting when i saw something really weird at the check stand. They were two stacks with pagers figuring two towers and somehow they got synchronized and they were flashing all one after another creating the illusion of light moving upwards.

Then i remembered what i saw in Lincoln City. Angela went inside, i am banned and not interested to appeal that decision. Tried to go for a walk, changed my mind, went to Grocery Outlet, was with my mind somewhere else like usually and grabbed a 6 gallons box with Crystal Geyser (we did that many times, and bought water from that store). The store now was moved and i asked the cashier why, i thought because of the tower that was in their lot but now they had a bigger one on the hill across the street, and she said no, for a different reason.

Forgot to get the only decent brand of bone broth which BTW has many benefits in any healing process, i started to climb stairs again with no pain after a severe tendinitis at the knees, the results are visible after one serving and a day passed, got instead some soda and nuts and went at Roads End round about, accidentally saw the sunset, then some cars moved, i was the last in line, i advanced and now i could see the hill and on the highest position and tallest building i saw a fire on a roof.

First i thought it was a reflection of the sunset in a window but it was still there when i moved a bit. After 10 or 15 minutes was not changing intensity and though could have been a BBQ in a balcony or whatever and left. Could be this one but for some reason i thought it was higher. No, it was this one.

Believe it or not that kami worked me all night. Constantly thinking now and forever of other types of business and names and persons and veterans i saw at the beach and how people come to the US.

5:23 Începând din 2000 Tratatul Schengen a devenit parte integrantă din Tratatul de Aderare la UE. Toate țările care au aderat după sunt membre în Schengen, cu îndeplinirea doar a unor formalități. Consiliul nu trebuia să mai voteze încă o dată pe acest subiect. Chestia cu declarația de dragoste față de România a Ursuley von der Leyen e o vrăjeală menită să șteargă această imagine.

Just figured something important weird. Americans with Disabilities Act varies from state to state. Not all questionnaires regarding a potentially disabled employee are the same in all states. So far i can tell the one in Florida by example is much more complicated and precise than the one in Oregon.

11:45 Got chills and pain from an infection that started because of the kami dog.

I wanted to write earlier but i forgot. A possible explanation for the belief of the Japanese that not having sex before battle is bad luck. Because nutrients accumulated in prostate and seminal vesicles for a longer time are constantly under assault from all kinda pathogens and there is an extra burden on your immune system and heavily using your body's resources.

Getting rid of those seems an easy solution.

Also a storm of hormones also get released in your blood stream during sex with a woman making you way more alert and motivated.

However, in the first hours your prostate goes in overdrive trying to replenish those again stealing precious resources especially proteins from your system and in a few days you are back at the starting point. Producing sperm is an absolute priority and a burden on your system especially during wars or  in people with poor nutrition that i was during my youth.

But when you got diabetes things are much worse because of the presence of sugar in all organs and tissues that feed pathogens that may easily enter during unwanted pre-secretions through unscheduled hyper stimulation creating infections beyond your body's defense capabilities especially when living in an unsanitized environment. Infections in prostate may quickly spread around to adjacent organs and the whole body putting you at risk for sepsis.

11:52 Haven't looked at the stats of my blogs in a long time. It all started when i put a DIY post about painting walls years ago using lime which is much cheaper and a much better choice than "latex" water based paint, if you know how to do it that was very common in Romania before i came here. However there was an unknown factor i could not figure, materials here are different, could not get (at the time) lime in paste (CaOH) used instead CaCO3 in powder, sometimes the paint came hard as rock, sometimes soft as a piece of chalk.

Looked at those and i was getting like 100 hits per hour. However after 4 hours it all stopped and never saw since more than a few hits at every post. That is good because it spares me the emotions, but bad because i can't make any money from it. Today i started again google analytics to see more.

Also in my particular case making money from commercials or sponsorships may not be a good idea because they may alter in subtle, unintended ways the perception of my posts, especially in areas that critical, with ideas that in time got so radical (wasn't planning, just got carried out).

Latest and most important, it is my constantly inevitably renewing perception that at least Oregon, the west coast of US is occupied by millions of foreigners and all the politicians are again actors from a different country.

With those present and running things around here nothing is going to ever work for me or other people like me or ordinary Americans though the US is one of the richest country in resources and debt to those in the trillions.

And BTW real time conversations in English if they go beyond light still give me enough surprises to freeze me at times and twist my intentions interfering with the process of choosing my confessions which may at times be very embarrassing. As for play i am still considering the other hypothesis case in which it may prove a catastrophic unrecoverable mistake.

Word play here online where it's safe is the only possibility. 

Besides. I live surrounded by them. They knock on walls when i go to the the restroom to block my transit for God's sake. Or simply when i get excited by something. It's hard to catch a window to view a movie online. Same happens to any hotel i've been during my trips. They call it "influencing".

Nevermind just figured. We usually go at least once a week, mostly Saturdays at Indian Head. However 90 to 100% of the people there is THEIR people, playing different roles. I saw somebody with a girlfriend there before. Longer road, safety concerns. Usually a last minute decision done together.

1:00 I looked again today and i am puzzled by contradictions between different reports even on the same page though some have changed a bit, i see now hits in the thousands per day in one report, still insignificant if you intended to make money of it. I re-started data collection with google analytics and will check in a few days.

I know is hard to understand but money making, negotiating, was not part of the culture i grew up with. While other people, skeptical of the system, secretly and partially passed it to their kids, though it was too outdated when the revolution hit us in 89, and didn't really worked for them, (as the world in the meantime turned into a one by the known model), i am simply illiterate at it (or there are too many watching every of my move and sabotaging me) and one of the reasons i moved to the US was hoping to learn however THEY had different intentions with me.

I even had an Ameritrade account where i put 2000 dollars and tried to use some common sense algorithms to make very short term speculations. It worked only a few times at first and then i sensed some intervened and totally changed the evolutions of the stocks i was picking. By the sheer number of people and resources i sense they use around me, i think for them doing that would have been nothing as they regularly manipulate the market during one day, spending trillions in high freq trading, with fake news, Musk's perceived mood, manipulating oil price and live shows with Dracula and Xenu.

More than that. Oregon DMV gave me a LPN in 2018 that was saying JKB i din't pay attention to. Ever since, everywhere i go i see around me an unusual number of cars with different similar combinations. One of my bosses in Romania resembled an ex KGB director. The reason i have a personalized LPN in the line ipsum lorem bla bla (ERGO), that still has some significance to some (pretty girl Era).

1:17 An alternative way of seeing reactions to my posts (and especially seeing when i screw up) besides numerous indirect responses in official media is by looking at the stock market reaction. Unfortunately market goes down when i'm not making mistakes. Because all companies listed are mostly owned and run by THEM and everything i write down is coincidentally against them. However they tied the mass of people to the market through retirement funds. Could this be the time of her last post? But can she even see my posts? I have no proof of that.

1:30 Now we're simply fighting to keep Angela's job. They were at least two more letters in her myChart from her doctor to HR recommending limitations that may qualify as disability by ADA definitions but never treated as such by the company though they accepted the limitations. There was never an ADA questionnaire before last week.

Those are now gone and instead there is only the more recent ADA questionnaire Angela had to give to her doctor last Friday that basically when returned said she is disabled by ADA definitions. However we have downloaded them. However doctor said Angela may recover from her foot problems within a month which we think is possible and the lifting limitation to 20 pounds never changed in 5 years while the company accepted it, until recently when they asked her to do a job lifting more than 40 pounds.

However walking more than 5000 ft or one mile every day without rotating every few days or the way that work station was manned before her is not acceptable by any standard, disabled or not. She did that for more than one year and a half, and that started her feet problem.

2:10 Coincidence of the day. Mitt Rom-nay. Welcome to my silly life, quantum dragă fly.

2:50 Asta e faptă penală, trebuia arestat imediat

5:23 There are a few "children" in the yard and yell as Angela is sleeping. Got the AC unit and a foil in the open sliding door and sound gets in here like the door is wide open. I went in the kitchen to grab a drink and a snack and they were yelling every time i was grabbing or biting or sipping something. Like they knew. Or like getting commands from AI via ear-prompters. I did record it and saved it but there is nothing in that file.

6:00 Writing here today was most difficult. Having too many things on my mind and with all the noises i made numerous mistakes. As anyone may see, i write through re-editing or by adding time stamped entries in the same post during one whole day, and had by mistake at certain times several tabs open with the same post and got lost in versions, writing one thing in one tab and one in other, ending loosing some of the notes etc..

I feel like i'm drunk though i'm not. Some sort of weird mold smell coming from rapidly mutating microbes due to tanins of the redwood mulch coming from all kinda "casually" thrown garbage, the bins are full, they will be emptied tomorrow, combined with animal waste make me feel that way. Considering of going and buying liquor because with that one at least i know i'm drunk.

7:22 Like in many older people, General Petraeus's appearance has changed as he got older and predictably, by his fast (healing) metabolism and high energy, thinner, especially when looked at from aside for half second  while finishing climbing, at the top end of stairs at the beach. Now i know who staged the chase with the cistern on hwy 18 last night. Some of the other times? August 20/21 2021?


8:30 Angela did not approve a run to the liquor store, it smells like hell in here, wanted to go outside to throw those, any time i tried the child actors were eyeing me. But i'm pretty sure they will bring more right away as things got very intense these days, they are throwing at me everything they got.

October 18

A large chunk of this post, that i wrote earlier today got deleted. I don't know how, i will try to re-write it.

I think i said about the magnets that finally got here after being delayed one day (other items, like the fender for the "new" Hyundai got delayed by several days, "because of unprece_dented (popular?) demand").

Magnets are rated 30 pounds, however in reality they don't even hold 5. False advertisement? I got a stronger one i bought at Homo Depot years ago that i think is the one rated at 100 pounds on Amazon but even that one is not strong enough for what i needed and that is pull dents on my new car, cause i don't really like the current method, that reminds too much of Covoodoo. These DIY electro-magnets when applied 1.5 Volts hold 50 pounds. How about when applied 12 volts? 120? Could they possible pull a dent? Thing is, they can create 500 or even 5000 pounds at close contact, however dents are not of regular shape, could use some electromagnetic fluid (grease mixed with iron filings) to fill the distance at start. Still re-searching.

Then i saw the news, in my beloved Romania. Dan Barna "shot (shout) an allusion to their political allies", USR, saying they are like the 300 spartans that stood the king of Xerxes and perished without a chance but still fought to the end. I thought it was an allusion to all of us.  An invitation to give up.

But it's the opposite cause it's them who are the minority. The slightly different species that evolved separately for tens of thousands of years in Australia. They are specialized in manipulation, in ways european modern thinking (or even classical) cannot understand due to lack of tools (concepts)(wondering who are all the philosophers and scientists of our days). They got to control everything in the last hundreds of years. It all started before the creation of states, as states being easier (more efficient) to control as whole entities. Then i said the majority, normal Hungarians, who have mostly European genes probably look at all these and being perplexed like everybody else.

Then i saw the pictures with Valentin Ceaușescu i wrote later about (lower, i write these lines on top or in place of what i lost, after) that triggered the need to re-do a post about Nicolae Ceaușescu (amintiri din câmpul cu mătrăgună) which required yet another hour of my life, bring forth the old post with Elena Ceaușescu. I said the actress,  Hedi Lammar who did her was a case of both a beautiful and smart woman, with an attitude and mind of her own, born in Austria, who disappeared from Hollywood  by the time Elena Ceaușescu appeared in Romania as wife of the dictator.  Then i rhetorically asked myself, why (re)do this old post since they were no results whatsoever for what i've done so far, and it all means wasting my time and everybody's. Then somehow everything i wrote to this point or my work for half day got deleted from the post, wasting way more time.

(I can't believe how primitive and time consuming are the tools i work with. Blogger is a very old platform, they have drive now that saves every version of a spreadsheet you work on, but here, nothing, and if you delete by mistake the version you're working on you delete everything. Same with matches, i crop on my computer dozens of versions with the most basic tool and i see the alignment only after i assemble the two images on a blog post, in dozens of iterations which requires hours of work).

End of deleted part (or what i can remember).
125 KGP Jack_son Painting and Remodeling

Do i have to tell this story too. Back in early 90s my father calls (i was working as a programmer back then, doing accounting and salaries) me saying he wants to expand his shop (furniture) into a factory with the help of Gerard, a guy from Australia and another one from France (forgot his name) and Fântănă, a guy from Bucharest (he was born in those places, a relative of his wife). A place near Fălticeni, Suceava county. Foresta SRL i guess was the proposed name. I think they even started, buying to my father a few used machines which he installed in a building he made from a sort of concrete he invented, made of wood chips and cement. So i went in there and one night i sat at a table with Fântână, the guy from France and his wife and while my father was pouring his own type of brandy made of grapes residue from wine and sugar, i got drunk and talked nonsense in French all night with the two guys, of which of course my father didn't understand a thing.

Can't remember the outcome of the evening, but a few months later i spent a whole week in Măgurele, near Bucharest, trying to figure the accounting of that firm when their computer was not busy with that guy's son playing Spice. The firm had one branch in Bucharest that was doing car alarms, by the design and using the equipment (a wave soldering machine) brought by the guy from Australia and also selling phones brought as junk from Telecom Australia. One good thing was the man took me one day in his Mercedes to the Seismology Institute where i saw the same (working) seismometers i see nowadays in the pictures with Mărmureanu. The business (at least my father's part) did not go anywhere, my father had a few employees using those machines, but he had no marketing skills and by the time i visited him in 2004 he was only doing beekeeping, also cashing a check from being retired and the shop was empty.

I looked in the news today and after all the "training" i got by doing matches, i had a flash-back and recognized this guy as being Fântână.

6:01 Got my answer from Progressive. First she said she is not the person i was looking for, however she advised about California privacy laws while the totals of the estimates is published on IAA web site anyways. What i believe is since i am the current owner i am entitled to any record created since the existence of the vehicle.

6:27 Just opened an "automated" email with an "unsubscribe" button from Progressive that came earlier which contains "files related to your claim #21-9013463", however that claim is closed. After a warning that says that if you don't agree with it you should not use it (a bit of recurrence don't you think) "the files" basically try to say that everything is related to that claim and everything else related to everything on their web site and their associates, including emails and estimates from shops is copyrighted material. Since they never sent it to me while the claim was opened or maybe they did and i didn't pay attention (which was about one month time period) i feel like this is a threat, at least as timing about what i just posted above and generally harassment, and worse than that, bullying. The email screenshots taken from my computer i published are not related to my past claim but the car i just bought. I also wanted to publish the repair estimate for my old Hyundai Elantra (how did they know i will and came to threaten), as i did with the amounts they paid first and after they further damaged the car om the shop, and gave me no choice to retain it. I also believe they choose the name Nicholas Sprague (who in reality is that guy from Jeopardy, Buzzy). They can't possibly have adjusters that speak like that guy. I know who i am and my name is not Nicholas or Nicolae or Nicu or anything that starts with N. Note the estimate was done September 1st or ten days after the accident.

My name is not Jeorge either.

Estimate done by Artistic Auto Body on Hunziger Street in tigard. Note the price for both outer quarter panels (area above rear wheels which are not bumpers) that where very little damaged and could have been easily repaired, a total of over 5000 for parts and work.

Here is the picture with the car 4 days after the accident (August 24) or when Nicholas agreed and paid for the car to be towed at Artistic Auto Body. I don't have a picture (was quite upset those days) from the left side, but it was in a similar shape. Also the rear windshield was intact.

On Friday September 3rd or right after they issued the estimate, i went to Artistic Auto Body to pick the car. However, the car was in a bad shape, with engine knocking, broken rear windshield and sitting on a side, like with damaged suspension, foil and tape around the rear end. As i drove the car that night from the accident scene home 20 miles, no problems (except a truck tried to hit me again and i pulled right), i planned to drive it to a shop, but now it was impossible. In that night, Nicholas sent me another email offering 1,700 more for the car and 300 more for hit and run which he refused until that time. Unfortunately i forgot to upload that picture and now i can't find it. However, it is not much different from the picture of the car at IAA site except for the suspension part. Note that they added a value to the car, 6,244, but not repair cost which according to Artistic in the link above is 14,543. They will probably sell the car for over 3,000 in auction. Which means that Progressive ends up paying 3,000 for a total loss of a car that is worth over 6,000, instead of fixing it which would have been about the same in an honest shop. What do you want, it's a business for profit, not a charity.

11:47 Imunizare prin infecție, echivalentă sau mai bună ca vaccinarea.

October 2

6:16 Woke up at 3 AM after 6 hours of sleep. Thought i felt the smell of ozone coming from the Ionic Pro electrostatic filter, not anymore. Which means they were not "active" dog poos at the time, usually ozone smell is covered by that smell. I remember yesterday when i went to Copart, i drove for about half, been there in the lot for an hour, the nausea subsided, like when i go at Casinos. When i got back in the truck, i felt the smell.

Could not sleep, came at the computer to do some searches, smoke came in. Went and found a hole next to a gutter to the closest garages, plugged it with soil, smoke subsided. There are a couple of lights on building D that go off every time i get close.

At 4:45 went to take Angela to work, nobody on the streets Saturday at 5 AM except a jogger. When i got back and shut the engine and i looked briefly on the plug in voltmeter and first it showed 12.4 than 12.1. Which means battery isn't charging. I went and checked the connectors and they were both loose. Besides a possibility of not being able to start the car next time (got the jumpstarter, but not in the car), the problem is emissions. Without well connected battery to stabilize the voltage coming from alternator, voltage is fluctuating at sensors and everywhere and creates an emissions nightmare. For one second after i wrote here i felt like cursing in my mind, the adrenaline rush, and a car alarm beeped a couple of times in the parking lot, like every time when i do that. As i said, they got to maintain my reputation.

1:09 Got to run to pick Angela. Since i woke up this morning, until now when i shut the door but maybe after all "people" on a perceptible radius are evolving around me like that DJ and others around Bruce Willis in the 5th element when he was walking to take his seat at the theatre in that space station.Three pictures. One showing a Tualatin Fire engine, it was idling next to a Police SUV and an ambulance. The noise from those two vehicles cover the noise of a huge black F150 coming from behind with maybe 20 mph that almost run over me. I stopped to take a picture of the emergency vehicles and turned around when i saw that guy, too fast, to close. The very beautiful Hungarian woman a the wheel gave me an smile and then put an intrigued expression oh her face like... What do you want, sorry i didn't do it. Currently, kids playing dangerously on the stairs on building D. Got to go, start the truck and leave. Mouse wheel click to enlarge.

1:57 Went to pick Angela. At Boones Ferry i had to make a right turn on Avery. This is the second time in one month and a half when i saw a pedestrian in may way crossing Avery. Trouble is i only saw that young red headed woman one second before she climbed on the sidewalk because of the Sun coming from her direction. I was pretty far but still unsettling, after. Didn't have time to forget about when i saw a (red) squirrel that just cleared my path, 1/10 of a second before i could have hit it. (It is a doubling or ingannare for what i said in the previous paragraph. They wouldn't let any story of mine without some sort of addressing, if only for creating confusion). To me it all seems alien like and taken from Sci-Fi movies, because i see it first hand over and over and over. Picked Angela, came home and they were playing on the radio "or else forget about it" (Santana). Got here, i saw my car is leaking coolant big time. A hole in the top of the radiator that i patched with putty. Half gallon of coolant is missing from the huge reservoir, good thing is very diluted. Last time i did it, it lasted almost two years. Done it a couple of times lately, now it won't last even weeks. The kids playing dangerously on the stairs moved to next building (right of D). The space between rail bars is too big, they fit in between. I wanted to take off from here, but now i have to wait for the truck to cool so i can patch it again and then wait some more for the putty to cure.

Good news. My blood sugar is 190 and i'm not crashed yet. I only ate 10 grams of carbs today, i had some V8 juice, however i think it's something else. Both times when it went that low i had my Columbia sportswear rain coat which heats me pretty good for hours, especially while driving in the hot cabin.

Bad news. The car i wanted badly at Copart is damaged (47 k, 2 liter engine, 190 hp, 40 mpg in the city heavy built Hyundai Sonata). I looked really careful at the pictures i've done yesterday when i went the second time with Angela. Did i tell that the car was not on the "selling lot" they had to bring it when i asked for it. Hood is locked, can't see much, car has been hit only on the left headlight and fender and bent the hood. However pieces of debris or the bent hood touched the motor control unit, which besides being very expensive (2000 dollars), cary hundreds of amps, maybe thousands. Yesterday i could not start the car because the (conventional) battery (never knew hybrids use conventional batteries as well and probably a starter) which is drained is in the trunk and trunk opens only with the keys and the keys where tied to the steering wheel. It was minutes to 5 when we left, the Japanese guy with the forklift who jump started another car for us the other day came smiling, but i passed. Should i have stayed over 5 and jump started that car, it could have blown. After 5, when nobody was in the office. I could still buy the car if it doesn't go high at the auction, buy that module and replace it but who knows if anything else is bad, without starting it. And that, i won't anymore.

There is one thing i don't understand though. Why they put that module with those thick orange hundreds amps wires) way up front where it is among first things to be hit in case of accident (under the white reservoir (yes for cooling the module) on the right)?

(Just cursed in my mind, an alarm went off in the parking lot). 3:37 One after another, all combined in a continuous of fakerey. There is some food giveaway outside the complex, on the hill in the little park that is visible from my windows. The car was leaking for days and i planed to fix it today. The red headed woman earlier, kids with plates of food passing by me while i was working on it. Boomerang thrower has to anticipate the movement of their targets.