Bad news first!

8:18 PM Got back home, about an hour ago. I had a long list of things to write, now the list has changed because of what happened here so i have to write that first.

Just when i entered the alley i noticed a rainbow like condensation on the windshield, though temperature outside is what, 78 (25 C).

Yeah i noticed the bad smell in the car at Chinook Winds, it was smelling like used oil from the engine. Had no idea though what it could have been, all of a sudden.

It was smelling like poops, i went at the dumpster, knotted one, there was a sack on the right side, tried to move it, cause it's there where i found most unknotted bags, i remember at Three Rivers Angela ordered food and i went to take it while she was waiting for my T-shirts i forgot last time (also a long story, later). There was this woman summo wrestler who pointed the finger at the unknotted green bag "thath's your food", Later.

I did not notice the smell when we left at Three Rivers though.

The guys upstairs are trying to help me out, when she came she got out of the car, dropped a box with fried chicken on the ground.

I popped the hood again, noticed the smell and thought i should look again at the valve cover and indeed, i do have a small leak again in there. I put a 10 mm socket and found the bolt in the corner loose, just a bit.

I don't believe i would not have found that without the suggestion, by dropping that oily food on the ground. Actually my brain is fried from the trip, cannot take anything anymore.

They did this many times, (like Alexa does), when i'm about to figure something, they give me clues anyways so i start thinking it's them, helping, so i start to trust them again. Ninja style.

But then when went at the trunk to put the tool back i noticed all tolls and the box itself where soaked with oil. From a jug i took with me just in case Whatever was left in the 5 liter just after i poured about 4.5.

Missing cap entirely. I know i added some just before i left, took it inside and then thought to take it with me. Was i so crazy and put in the box with no cap? I had in that box on top of tools other stuff, the bottles with liquor, a one gallon water bottle, have to check those for oil.

Anyways, that type of oil (or any newer formula i saw lately) doesn't smell when new however it got on everywhere including the black cover on the trunk which i took inside to wash.

Earlier i thought i saw her again in the back, bending towards me actually servicing the dog. Actually she was pointing at some poops they were there since earlier. Again, "helping". No makeup at all, hard to recognize, but i think i recognized him who is bleached into blond i guess. I found those actually when i went to look in the balcony to see if they're gone.

Half hour later, the woman upstairs showed, wearing a ton of white makeup on her face and a black wig etc.. Saw that in Lake Oswego a lot, ninja style. So i think it's not possible is here but actually now i start to believe more, because of this. Is it possible she was here upstairs with me all the time?

When we actually got here, i saw upstairs in the door a Mexican or other Latina (or Japanese, disguised), cleaning and i thought they left. Now i think again she may be the one walking, she always been, no matter who the neighbors were, all the time i was living here. The woman at 4. On a diplomatic passport, from the Japanese imperial family (actually a ninja or better said, kunoichi).

8:35 More annoying then other music, now the ice cream van plays lambada. Now it changed. Man my eyelashes cling to each other due to oil. But have to finish here before i take a shower. BTW it stinks like mold pretty bad and i think it's the plants in the balcony. Either ours or theirs.

8:50 Now the juicy part. Let me grab my phone to see what time it was. 10:46 AM. Now i remember, when i entered the casino she told me good morning, I looked at the phone, it was right after 11 AM, i thought it was well into afternoon because we got up early. That could be seen in the casino, it was empty and the machines were running like hell. I lost one hundred in no time.

Then we took our food ant T-shirts and left.

Still at 7 feathers. At about 4 AM something awoke us both but could not remember, Was staying in bed when i heard someone gently touched the doorknob. That definitely awoke me. We both watched TV for a while, talked, read the news, packed and i think we left at 9, earlier than ever.

On the road, the whole drill. Pushing from behind, getting in front of me and passing very slow, slowing me down while other guy with big headlights was pushing from behind. I saw trucks with headlights ten time stronger then others.

But in Florence. Right after i got off 101 onto 126. I started to accelerate when i saw this mastodon with wheels as tall as my car, coming from... Quince, how symbolic. In fact, if AlexaCrush lives upstairs and she says she is searching for men to peg on tiktok, there is no way people will not call me queer.

He came out of Quincy in front of me when i was real close. I pulled hard left, i saw he was still coming, and hit the brakes too and stopped, completely out of my lane with some feet to spare to the big wheel.


He finally veered into his lane and took off on 126, i tried to follow, he wasn't speeding to look suspicious to others Not sure if he was trying to make a right or a left out of Quincy but in the end he went right, or ahead of me.

I drove over 100 miles from the hotel to there, had one mile to go, most accidents happen between departure and destination.

I reached him and tried to take pictures but surprise. The phone camera wasn't focusing. I tried and restarted the app, again, the same thing. Pictures were coming out blurred.

I remember Friday i found it on the network when i knew it was on Airplane mode, etc.. I can tell for sure now that this phone (Chinese Motorola 2024 G play from Walmart) probably all phones have backdoors that work without wi-fi or network or bluetooth cause all were off and are off on my phone most of the time. It worked 5 minutes later in the parking lot though.

So i just grabbed the number. I was reading, Angela was writing in on a piece of paper. Found it, was black with big custom wheels. This Ford truck starts at 5 tons and can go up to 7.

9:50 One more thing from many others, since i am at accidents. When we left Road's End at Lincoln City at about 4:30 were we ate the calzone from Three Rivers, Angela saw two deer in a house yard. One guy i think in a Subaru was pushing me from behind, like they did all day, but i did not hurry, only to see in the top of the hill, at least 100 ft away where the sign for deer is before the sharp right turn a male deer, with horns, crossing, and he was limping.

10:20 Another one off sequence. Angela yesterday won a 1600 dollars jackpot, some smaller amounts that cover all our losses for the weekend. About one hour later, we heard an announcement that someone won 1500.

I am not sure but at most casinos the machine stops at winning over 1200 or something and they send some guy followed by security to pay cash (after subtracting taxes) but she simply pulled the ticket from the machine and then cashed it a cash machine ant there was no announcement. We had 1500 dollars with us which Angela deposited in the bank just before getting home after she pulled 900 Friday before she won.

Yes i know. Every time we win like this something bad happens on our way home.

11:10 I lost or forgot in the room at 7 feathers one Lantus insulin pen with 240 units out of 300 left in it.

9:50 PM After listening for weeks during my long trips 80s hits, tonight a song popped in my head. It was a huge hit in the 80s, i had it on one of my tapes, but never saw the video which is disappointing. I mean, she is cute and everything but there's empty footage, nothing much in there.

This post composed with much pain due to lag of internet in the hotel room is dedicated to all Scientologists occupying the rooms next to ours who started slamming doors after 5:30 AM.

1:18 About an hour and a half ago Angela left and opened the door and from the oposite way a maid with a familiar face was staring at us and then started to come out of the room like towards me before i shut the door. Then i heard a vacuum and the room filled with dust coming from under doors.

Yeah me too at home i don't use a filter at the vacuum for better suction but have advanced electrostatic filtering bags (yeah it stills stinks like dust for a day or two even though i have a medical grade HEPA filter in the room.

My wound is getting back better after i stopped using socks that were too tight and blocking the blood flow and went back to bandages, infection is subsiding again but my wound is turning blue if i stand. The reason why chose to stay in the room but now i choke because of dust.

2:40 Last time i went at Lucky Eagle could not connect the TV with my HDMI cable. I dialed 0, a woman answered and said she wanted to come in the room to fix it but in declined (switchboard persons do no come in the room to fix the TV). She said something about a box behind the TV but there was no box. Then i went at the reception only to talk with this guy. In the morning i saw a maid coming into our room right after we left, almost crying. I saw very upset people after that, an old man walking towards my car almost crying.

I think they are playing the maid game again, i am writing this because i should not have complained but it was the least damaging option to me. After i said about Orban studios, she is all over me. She will be for a while.

4:00 Finally decided to go out of the room but i can't tell what happened until i get home. Who really wants to see again a multitude of (pissed of) operating thetans, this is their opportunity.

6:45 Ate the most burnt burger of my life, also dried fries, can feel the swallowed pieces in my stomach but already had some abrasions in my mouth (bit my lip earlier). Angela also took some ranch sauce and made a salad. People probably in the next room were having sex so loud it could be heard from hallway. Hurried to leave, they stopped when i got outside, so i am not sure of the room, the elevator wasn't comming, got back in the room to write this.

7:30 I once promised i would say how i got out of the bad infection at my wound in Reno. When nothing seemed to work anymore i used he metalized wraps from xeroform which are about 5x10 inches that were soaked with petrolatum with 3% bismuth directly on the wound. This way the xeroform does not get absorbed within hours by the bandages but stays there indefinitely.

That in combination with Augmentin cleared everything within days. The problem was the petrolatum was macerating my wound (which was basically closed) or better said the fragile scar that grew in there.

Then i saw the wound was nearly closed, became over-confident, bought some basketball shoes made of canvas and restarted my walks.

After two walks and a trip to Lucky Eagle i became sick again but this time i put the metal wrap without the pad soaked with petrolatum and added 3-5 grams of Silvadene plus the antibiotic.

However within 12 hours i became sick because of the large amount of Silvadene i put in there that was not absorbed by nothing being protected by the metal wrap, was just staying there on the skin. Within half hour of taking a shower i got good again. However today i can see the gray bluish color of argyria on the bags under my eyes.

So i googled. The silver ions absorbed through skin stay in your blood for a long time, having a half life of 30-50 days. So i still have some since my last use last week. But what else i found out. Also. 

Nothing i wrote here is unknown to THEM because they know what i'm thinking. Yes i will be very tired tomorrow.

10 PM Ok we got safely again at the 7 feathers hotel for two (free) nights. There was a big traffic jam just south of Portland due to an accident which cost us one hour.

Last 30 miles out of 190 were interesting cause i had my empty tank light on, on the dash it said less then 10 miles range (out of 385) but could not pump at their station more than 12 gallons and the tank is 14. Mileage was 32 but that includes Angela going to work the whole week (6 miles a day with lots of stop lights) etc..

They put us in the west wing (old hotel) but it looks ok though we have a door to the next room which i taped, i hope i will remove it Sunday morning without some of the door frame or door paint. Noise from the I5 when window is open, but at least we have a window to open.

On the road there was a single driver coming from behind that was not aggressive, but he went on the next exit...

10:05 AM It's green everywhere. Then why do i perceive smoke above 75 in here today?

BTW there's a dog barking in the next building for hours now. Is that a double down or a continuation of what they did last night?

3:50 The black BMW from F4 is part of the chi blocking ritual always when there's a fresh poop outside. They start it only when we're eating. The color black and brand of car indicates high rank officials from Japan possibly on a diplomatic visa.

BTW right after i wrote about tai chi, they came with this horrible news. Trouble is it looks like they're getting closer to use them in wars.

I also wrote in the last few days several times about Hindu religion as one of the sources of inspiration for Scientology. From this event alone you can imagine who is in charge even in India. BTW i remember from newspapers during Ceaușescu, state visits were announced weeks ahead.) And he did participated in a lot of those. 

4:05 Went to smoke, saw the fresh poop, well hidden in grass, another vert young guy from F4 came with a i think bull terrier (another one, young, inexperienced) that jumped at me right in front of our door and he cut hid flight by holding him by the vest type leash (to protect the dog). I think they were trying to give me a heart attack, right when my coronary arteries were constricted by smoking. Yes i do have now some chest discomfort.

They did that a number of times in the past (not yet when i was smoking but i do not smoke for a long time and not a lot in general).

4:30 Went to take the poop, the black BMW is back here (ready for the next show), i saw a nervous slim not so tall blond woman in the distance coming from around the dumpster but i stopped at the hydrant to check for more poops and only saw her from a distance before she threw her bag, turned around and left, going uphill.

I think the whole idea was to prove i was following her and she was in self defense and since that did not happen she just threw that bag with whatever in it in the otherwise empty dumpster. Yes she could have been the one cursing two days ago in the back yard.

7:00 Overly aggressively polite the old woman with monkey face at Walgreens hypnotized me. First she was talking a lot with the woman in front of me, never finishing, promoting for a 500 dollar car lottery bla bla. I didn't know they can do that when other people are in line. Then she made do my card twice, first time it lasted about a minute until she told me to remove it when Progressing... changed to something else, did not have time to read.

Then when i got on the street, i stopped at the first stop sing waiting for it to turn green? Finally realized it was not a stop light and left.

Earlier at Walmart. One hundred people playing live theatre all around me. Occupying bays where i had my next stop. Getting too close for me from behind. The quality of the people doing it. They know use whiter Latinos for whites and blacks from Africa for American blacks etc..

But when i left the complex. No woman ever flittered with me in the US except her. I think others were trying in Romania, not knowing how or not knowing what they were doing (after comming out of 50 years of communism). I think others have tried but the expression on their face was sayin "no" or "coerced". (Gura zice vino-ncoace, ochiul zice du-te-ncolo, povestea vieții mele).

And now she had black hair, coming from Nyberg driving a dark blue van as i was waiting to get out of the complex, smiling and making all kinda faces as she passed close to my window, trying to remind of my last fantasy.

I don't really think she got the means to know and on her accounts (x, tiktok) she showed lots of knowledge of my past and present, like having access to the database of my life, or maybe there is a secret web site on the dark web where they display these things. The results of their mind reading or intrusion in my privacy.

Thinking maybe i will roll the window down?

This would be my third encounter in 3 days with her in the complex. Wondering what she's got. A pepper spray? Something heavier?

4th. There is a couple right now behind the sliding door/window and she looks familiar (the one from two days ago), same height and hair color. In the end passing head down, real close, moving kinda stiff, one hand at a time.

I think she's going through a make up marathon these days.

And BTW the pressure at the shower went down, there's got to be again a whole team supporting her in here.

Today i rememorized that event ten years ago when one night when Angela came from work at 1 or 2 AM and i went to search for poops under the deck and a bearded cop came and put his flashlight in my face, while i had one in my hand. Wondering what would have happened if i pointed it at him. Had a hard time convincing him i live behind that door. Then another cop came and things calmed down.

The next day was an earthquake in downtown Portland and then i found three marijuana buds under the deck, the size and shape of poops, in a zip tie bag the kind i was using. Threw them in the dumpster.

10:40 Syhthpop. See what i'm talking about? 

10:50 I opened the news, upstairs they started noises like someone running...

11:20 Ok i think i figured out why she went in real live looking for guys to p...g. Because i wrote about Orban's studios...

11:30 He again jumped out of couch, made a run at the bathroom, turned around. Released wall air in the room.

9 :25 AM The reason i gave up using fb was because it went down on me in critical moments. Yesterday i posted a link to a very important video related to my last match.

1:30 PM I'm (not so) sure if we'll meet some day and laugh about all these... Two persons, not two countries...

8:50 Today it was dust day. They came to blow the parking lot and mow the grass but i don't think the grass grew because the sprinklers don't work. The distributor gets electricity from a plug outside that is connected to our electric system that is very old and probably flickering and nobody will try to fix it.

I went and hosed all windows screens (to get rid of the dust so we can open the windows), the AC (yes it is waterproof, is supposed to stay in the window even when it's raining), etc.. I hosed the dry grass in front of the patio, just to catch the dust still floating in the air.

Then i smelled poop. Found a few, one was closer to the SW dumpster so i took it there (yes the one next to the Great Wall). But in there what do i see (or smell). Somebody threw some meat wrappers or pads in an open bag and in the heat of over 100 yesterday and almost 100 today they started to stink like a dead animal, from meters away.

Wondering if this has anything to do with my wound getting reinfected. I was not using bandages for about a week, everything looked fine and then in the last few days started to hurt, today i saw there is still an eschar the size of a hair and the area next to it was swollen and a bit painful. So i started over with Silvadene and all the tricks. Getting better now.

Today Angela brought some eggplants from her garden and cooked them. Also cooked some chicken in the COSORI oven, for about an hour. When i went outside to get the mail, kids started to pour in, first a girl i haven't seen in a long time. They were yelling like crazy at the end of the alley. They haven't done it in a long time.

Then when i went the last time outside and got back, a brown curly kid on a scooter came towards me yelling like i never heard a kid yelling before in my life. Then we ate.

11:50 I was in bed in the bedroom for more than half hour watching something on TV and the man upstairs (or someone else in his place) keeps gently walking back and forth in the bedroom, creaking the floor, following the rhythm of my thoughts.

I fell asleep a couple of times, he dropped something in that moment. Most frustrating thing is i do not understand what he is trying to accomplish, other than break my spirit down by some ancient ninja ritual.

5:50 AM 23 Ok i keep writing here though it's the next day for continuity with the above. I figured what they are doing upstairs and why they awake us at night. Not the first time, but now i am more sure of it.

But it's hard to sell because there are in it elements in it like "blocking of the chi". At least this is what they call it. This is not so fantastic to many since it's related to the more known tai chi.

And the shin shin shin gan. The heart and the eyes of the divine. I am not sure what it is yet (vibrational communication, universal consciousness), but it can translate it as a form of short range telepathy. I would think they wouldn't waste their time to train people and  pass through generations for millennia for it since it wasn't real.

The practitioner can have his mind merged with the opponent (target), knowing exactly what he/she thinks and does. And take actions, by example, when you fall asleep, they drop an object.

This further decreases your breath rhythm and possibly the peripheric circulation. The flow of chi that is.

The smell of poop started around midnight when i did not want to  to go outside and check and awake Angela.

Just did and they were three open bags, open like flowers on top of the full dumpster (today is Thursday or Thor's day when they shake 2 ton bins real hard and all buildings with them).

That is supposed to slow down your breathing and lower your SPO2 as well and it does.

I usually sleep on the couch in the living room. The reason is i keep writing at the blog until i crash and go to sleep. But since Angela was complaining so bad about them waking her up i went and slept next to her to see what are they going to do.

Soon they started. Someone and i am sure it's not the guys who climb the stair, they are too young and westerners to have that kind of training. Someone was walking, as i said, gently, creaking the floor. But since i was there, he could not pick Angela's brain waves, he picked mine instead.

Note that one of the nine seals as a form of fast mediation refers to "Control of space and time" which is part of MEST in scientology. Scientology also claim that at advanced levels they can master telepathy.

She was sleeping profoundly and i could hear her breathing deep and she was not affected, only i was.

He awoke me 4 times before he finally left me fall asleep. Last time i saw Angela started to not breath so profoundly as been close to be awakened. But she slept until morning. I also gave her a massage last night at her back with the muscle rubbing thing (menthol camphor whatever). That change a bit the smell too.

She got a bulge of one of the disk as seen at MRI that they say in 80% of the cases it goes away by itself. That is if there is enough blood supply and oxygenation to the surrounding tissues.

Then around 1:30 AM the woman at 4 started again to talk on the phone in her balcony and awoke me. She does that for hours during the day, it was the first time i heard her at that hour. In that moment ninja upstairs started again his walk, and then i don't remember much and awoke in the morning.

This morning her back pain and right hand arthritis pain was not as bad as yesterday. I saw her in the last days almost not being able to walk, because lately they left me alone and they are concentrating on her.

I awoke with leg pain as well though it's better due to very aggressive treatment applied yesterday and last night.

So this is what they're doing. They make you sick (or not allow you to heal) by means of lowering oxygenation in your whole body, by various, converging methods, thinking it's a magic or a religious ritual. They switch roles upstairs, with the visible persons moving in the next apartment through attic or staying put somewhere in a corner but i believe they are being moved out because of the smells.

But who knows what other types of conditioning they perform on you.

6:40 There are days when they start right after Angela leaves and that is ten minutes to 6 and finish the morning routine about right now, today they started only about 5 minutes ago. I started to feel the smell of "walls" because of floor pumping and creaking. Like yesterday, today they stopped without me hearing someone going down the stairs ("at work"). But they can make that noisy or silent at will.

This keeps me "suspended in time" or holding my breath and listening for the sound of relief (steps on the stairs).

Then while doing the dishes, having breakfast "on the run" i started to think. What if all Scientology cures claimed to be done by auditing are actually done by increasing oxygen supply to tissues through better breathing after getting relief from some of the worries through auding since Scientology is largely based on eastern belief systems like Hindu which contain yoga, with an emphasis on breathing?

1:45 PM You al you start to look more and more like my grade school teacher, towards whom, like too many others lately, i developed a retro-active crush.

1:55 At which phrase the man from upstairs came back from his job out of his day hole and started to perform his vigilante duty upstairs. That duty including damaging the roof of his balcony yesterday. I guess they didn't like what i said about developing a crush towards my ex teacher.

Then how about Macron? A ok, Macron is not a good example for Romanian families guided by the Iron Guard.

3:33 Angela came from work and garden. After i finished the match i worked on for the last 2 hours or so, i went to smoke a cigarette

There's 104 degrees on my weather station (40 C), heard voices upstairs where there is no visible AC, the guy with curly hair (second right) was coming with hair in wind (there's none, however) down on the Great Wall but he veered on the right. So he is the bassist, "friend" of the guy upstairs, first on the left, who lives on the other building.

I put out my cigarette, went inside, went back outside, lighted the same cigarette, then two skinny teens (most likely jeeps) came from D6 towards me and i put out the cigarette again and went inside to write it down as they passed the cars and went in the back.
Yesterday i did a bit of work on the car, they were again pouring from all directions holes to get in the scene.

4:10 Mda nu puteau să-și pună numele formației Căpitanul, dar au scos un disc cu numele acesta. Care o are pe copertă pe Alexa Crush Căpitănescu (22 de ani) formând jumătate de zvastică cu corpul ei.

Știam că parcă în România sunt interzise simbolurile naziste sau negarea holocaustului (a trebuit să șterg două postări de blog din cauzele astea).

4:15 Allusively (like always) they play on the radio an MJ song. Man in the Mirror. I would be curious to ask him what was wrong with him that he had "to change his ways". Self incriminating? It sounds to me more and more like he was either manipulated or stupid.

Ok the video explains it all. However he sings at the first person. I guess is what they call "deferred first person speech" (i guessed right) when one talks at first person to make others understand. But for those who haven't seen the video or forgot it as myself? I guess is self incriminating and deprecating.

4:35 Curiously enough, these two sang a song together.

6:00 Right after we were done eating a girl (12-14) or maybe an ageless skinny model came with a German Shepard and let a huge one in the direction i could see, that is in the direction of door closed with a vinyl sheet on top of AC (rest of the huge window was cover by blinds). She first passed so Angela could see her and then she pooped were i could see.

Angela wanted to yell at her but i saw it was useless because she did not have a bag and it could mean we were trying to blackmail her. (Living a poop is a misdemeanor in Oregon). You all have seen that i never took pictures of dog owners either because i am positive it's all staged and are ready for it with a trick and they could also be minors etc..

I went instead and picked it and guess what. Behind this huge one, there was an identical one, left earlier. I only had one bag, managed to squeeze them both in it. More than a pound in total.

I took it to the garbage, an Asian guy with a yellow car stinking cut my way. The guy from the picture (second from right) or a look alike was coming on the alley. He looked like he spray painted his face and hair black, in a hurry. Maybe with one of those makeups invisible to cctv.

The smell of that warm poop from near at 102 degrees outside was so strong it got into my clothes (how to dog owners do?). But my f...ts already smell like it, they were 4 open bags in the bin for hours, some probably all day. Biggest offenders, blue and green bags, E4 and F4.

6:30 Started to search for her counterpart last night (local time, PDT). Today, they knew i will find her, she was on the list, found the closest known celeb and removed her from the scene (paid off, changed ID) just to visually interfere with my findings. This type of interference, though costly, worked well enough for so long because it raises doubts in people's mind. 

7:47 Fell asleep for an hour, awoke, i thought i still heard bass upstairs though at a low volume and strong smell of poop inside. My wound was hurting (it is closed, don't use bandages anymore), i thought i might have been infected by aerosols when i picked that poop, went and took a shower, took another Augmentin. Wanted to go see, but now the ice-cream van is here and a couple of people with a dog, talking. 

8:05 Ok she was cursing a lot and i though i recognized her voice. When i looked they were leaving.

From behind she indeed look like latest picture of Alexa Crush on X (yesterday). Legs, blond hair, caught in a coque, length and all.

Then i thought: "turn around", "turn around" and then she turned around before leaving but i was looking through the vynil thing above the AC and she had her head down and a weird yellow thing the size of a grapefruit next to her mouth, thought it was a vaping device (universal translator?), i am not sure if it was her. Could have.

Went in the kitchen, had to wash some kale freshly picked today from the garden in the centrifuge, which involves pressing repeatedly on a knob real fast, done it like this every year, every crop, put it in the freezer, the guy upstairs was making really weird noises right above me and i thought of what i last heard her saying on her TikTok account and decided to write here everything that crossed my mind so far.

Always thought what she said about pegging was a metaphor.

8:28 Now the base is on again. Will see what she posts tomorrow.

Man am i in trouble. Nothing new, always been.


9:07 Big time base upstairs, they also brought a drum. To cut all ambient sound that may be recorded from a distance.

9:17 Went outside to make a few steps. Still hot. People with the shows ready. At the office one big brown guy with colored clothes and towel coming from the tiny pool. When i got back here, the radio was loud (Angela wanted to cover the guys upstairs, not a chance) and Elton John was singing Goodbye Norma Jean.

9:32 I head a big hissing sound, sprinklers spitting water and air for a few seconds then it stopped. I guess they are broken again. This morning i saw a 9V battery on top of the distributor and threw it on the ground. But if there was not a battery then how come they tried and started?

9:35 I tried to go and look to see if the battery is missing from there, there are a bunch of people in the alley.

9:47 I looked at the sprinkler distributor. It says PR off. (program maybe).

10:05 Sfaturi bune pentru cei sub și peste 15 ani, fără discriminări. Charlie și Elisabeta II-a nu au băut așa și au făcut cancer.

No matter how pissed i am tonight, these guys made me laugh for a few seconds, or until i remembered again.

1:45 And so it began. The fire season. We in Portland area are lucky so far because the wind is blowing somehow from North (the little tapdoles) but that might change.

11:45 After i wrote this, the man from upstairs came from somewhere, went in the balcony and hammered on the siding for more than one hour, enough to have put i don't know, 100 nails, disturbing of course the dust inside wall and roof, pretending to install a canopy for his plants which was installed mostly under the roof which makes no sense. In the end i think he damaged the roof on the right side (as seen from below). Insulation dust (basaltic, lava, volcanos, Xenu) was/is flying through the air and bypassing the AC.

Tomorrow there will be 2 of the hottest days of the year. They have no AC so i assume they do not actually live there. However, they come after midnight to awake Angela, for about an hour and then probably leave.

11:40 PM I have reason to believe one of the guys upstairs is the bassist in the "Romanian" rock band who won the 3rd place at Eurovision this year. Didn't care to hear the song but they look like neo-nazi to me.

The name of the song is "Choke me" and tonight they released enough dust in here to do just that.

Now i think it was her who dropped the lighter on the patio about a year ago.

10:12 There was some change in attitude upstairs starting last night when the big noises stopped (after midnight), after i first posted about the park and this morning. But there is the same perceived synchronization. One example, when i went into the kitchen, after working for 4 hours at that blog post, she went down the stairs to meet with me at the window. They never loose that opportunity.

When i went outside to pick the poops, the woman at 4 was talking on the phone in the balcony, in Spanish, like she does for hours a day, two guys came on the other side of the building and started their truck, right when i was picking two, another one was in the car (who scared me cause i passed by and suddenly saw him through the open window. Picked 4 poops. So much for management commitment to take care of the problem.

Earlier when i went to take the pictures i think i saw Mario Lopez again comming out of D5.

Now i get to eat after i smelled those.

I thought they fixed  the sprinklers Wednesday, today the grass is dried again. I take it maybe the dogs don't like it wet and don't poop.

7:26 Ok the change of attitude evaporated in the morning and they started over. In the moment i realized i actually did not put the link (or maybe was sabotaged), they came with the guitars, stopped and talked on the stairs like trying to prove their human side, long enough for Angela to see them, and then practiced a little upstairs showing some base and serious skills and one of them left.

 8:40 PM The other post for today got too big so i figured i can start another one in the same day, continuing time stamps.

We got one free night (Sundays through Thursdays) here at Lucky Eagle hotel.

Got in a bit of a trouble connecting the PC to the room's TV through HDMI. When i hit the source button on the remote, i see three HDMI ports, on the TV i see two physical plugs of which one is occupied with the TV menu and the other doesn't work.

So i called the switchboard, asking for instructions, they offer to send someone in the room but i asked again for instructions that did not work and went to the reception and the receptionist told me he could send someone which i agreed in the end cause it was too important to me.

But when i got in the room, i had this idea, i unplugged that HDMI cable that was already in there for a long time and plugged mine and voila, without any other fuss it worked.

Why it was so important. Two things. When we drove here we passed Ilani like every time and like every time Angela wanted to go inside to get some free pizza (on points on her card) and play the free play accumulated since last time.

I took the exit as instructed by Angela, on the left of two exit lanes and while i was getting close to the roundabout, an (Asian) woman from the right lane changed her mind and tried to merge into us which i saw in myperipheral view and then directly when i turned my head and i veered towards the shoulder, when "she saw me", made a thank you gesture with her hand and then veered right instead of going to the casino as i thought she intended by switching that that lane so i did not have a chance to see make of the vehicle or LPN as i was too busy entering the round about and she was gone.

Here. As i was waiting for Angela to check in, i saw 4 families with kids entering or exiting the hotel.

And then something about the Lewis Huey video i just posted. I was thinking maybe i got the verses wrong or the captions malfunctioned as they sometimes do so i pulled the lyrics and saw he really got that in the lyrics which in itself is harmless however, was always thinking at the way he pronounced the word beating like beaten. Listen.

More on what happened here tonight when i get home.

7:30 AM Boy am i nostalgic about it? One of the first valuable things i ever bought was a Soviet made tape recorder. Capable of recording to speeds up to 19 cm/s (that is 4 times the speed of a cassette recorder) and frequencies up to 18 Khz, with high dynamics (indeed unheard +on digital) and crispy whispering like high frequency sounds. It was 5000 lei or 2 maybe 3 average monthly salaries.

But the source. There was available music on tapes or you could give them your own tapes to record to the so called "music recording studios". Best from Bucharest. They were using mainly vinyl as source and probably hit lists from whatever magazines smuggled inside Romania, mainly by semi drivers.

I think they issued "volumes" periodically with latest hits.

But you could never be sure of how many times they were recorded from tape recorder to tape recorder and also quite expensive if you wanted to keep up. The local studios were advertising as recording directly from a "master tape" coming "directly from Bucharest" which probably was true because there was no other possibility LOL. And they were not selectable since i only had one tape recorder.

Buy i discovered another way to do it. There was a broadcast on Romania's so called 3rd program, on FM, every day at noon, for one hour.

I don't know how many line of sight relays were between Bucharest and Bacău and how much distortion and noise each added, but to my ear it sounded good enough.

Every day at noon, for one hour, they were playing the Romanian hits, mostly boring imitations by Romanian composers and singers, of which there was only one remarkable, comparable to international singers and that was Carmen Rădulescu (coincidentally she was also from Bacău and i once had a chance to meet her but i declined).

However among those they squeezed in, every day, about 3 international hits. Mostly British and American of course. Not all of them to my likes.

So while i was a student, during the so called exam sessions, i was home in Bacău of course reviewing the hand written courses (in a new condo given to us by the firm where Angela was already working),

At noon i was there next to the radio with the recorder ready. I started it at every song, not knowing what was going to be, and then reeling it back most of the time, at 0 using the counter on the recorder, right after the last successful recording.

Not extraordinarily happy with the quality which was not the same as made from vynil, the quality improved much during the parties after a couple of drinks (pretty much like the quality of pictures i take when i see them several days later) which i highly recommend to all of those not satisfied with their (digital) audio systems.

This is how i gathered several tapes with  many hours of "good music" which i was using at parties. The radio i used was of course mono and so was the playback on the tape recorder itself, though it could record and play stereo with an amplifier and speakers. But that doubled the capacity of a tape, cause i was recording mono on one track only (though there as was some cross talk between the tracks again not distinguishable especially after a few drinks).

Today again out of nostalgia i did some google searches and found my beloved Majak 205, there is one or two even to sell on eBay but then i did some more google searches and what did i find.

The quality of FM radio during the 80s was satisfactory. The reel to reel tape recorders are now making a comeback as producing the best possible audio quality for audiophiles. So i was not so far away from the best. Only thing is i didn't know it as i did not have the titles or artist names, press reviews and conversations with others about it.

Today i can listen to those songs that most are for sure included in that playlist i bought online for about 12 bucks, made of over 6000 songs, all yearly top 100s between 60s and today, ripped on 128 kbps which is way better today than it was 20 years ago or when mp3 was invented, mostly between 84 and 90, when i was using that recorder.

Until MTV became available from a satellite dish from a neighbor, who was sharing it with the whole building for a small amount paid by each. Then i hooked my tape recorder to the TV and started to record from there.

After 90 i bought a cassette player also of Russian origin and built some big custom speakers and you could find cheap cassettes with fairly good music. I remember Duets by Elton John, the jewel of my collection. Man did i want a CD player but those had prohibitive prices (to me) when they started to appear, before i moved to the US in 1995.

Today those tapes and the recorder are forever gone but i am building a playlist from that stick from memory and for the first time i can identify titles and artists. So when i drive long drives, i play that stick and when i hear one (that i vaguely remember it was on my tapes), i hit the Save to MyMusic choice in the menu. Soon i'm gonna start listening to that one only.

I guess i was right, the "dancing" 80s sound was indeed a new wave made of a bit of everything, blues, jazz, funk, soul, rock, trying to merge into a world of synthesizers which faded away in the 90s, making room to a new sort of psychedelic revival.

The change of music style into 80s was abrupt. Like someone said. Let there be 80s! Here is Bob Seger's 79 release. (Not on my tapes, heard the first time in US after 95, or maybe earlier but don't remember). And Tom Cruise proving he could have been indeed nurse CYDNEY.

It may be still rock and roll to Billy Joel but not to me. A song i heard much later here in the US, released in 80s and though elaborate, like any of his works, it doesn't say much to me


Another one that was new to me, until relatively recently. Never understood those verses though until now.  

Glen Frey reinvented in the 80s, not without some merit.

11:10 I wanted to get some more sleep. They started the base upstairs so loud my head was vibrating on the pillow. I wanted the other day to call the office but the corporate added some menus and got lost in those so i will walk there. I know it's not quiet hours, but one should be able to stay in his apartment.

I went and talked to the management, they acknowledged my complaints about noise and poops and said they will try to do something about, but until then today i picked them again.

12:20 PM Right now exploring the career of Patricia Kovacs, a Hungarian actress who played as a prostitute in two movies and also has some erotic material downloadable online.

1:40 Viktor Orban started to build his palace @2019 or the next year after i started the series about Romania's budget. I always thought he had in there some studios, but now i think maybe the interior replica of an American apartment built in the 70s, with popcorn ceiling and stuff.

Also, in 2018 i started my blog with matches.

7:30 AM Un ritual complicat și misterios s-a desfășurat în fața ochilor mei în timp ce lucram la postarea de pe blogul principal. Întâi a venit tipul maro cu mustață, însă pentru prima dată l-am văzut cu mănuși de plastic și pungi, și după ce câinele și-a făcut nevoile chiar în fața balconului (din toată peluza, acolo "a vrut câinele"), pentru prima dată a strâns.

Am mai scris cu alte ocazii, la balcon am o ușă glisantă mare de sticlă, care acoperă 70% din perete. Îl vedeam ca și cum ar fi fost în cameră cu mine.

Apoi a venit fetișcana blondă care și ea pentru prima dată a strâns.

Spre sfârșit sau când terminam de scris, a mai venit o tipă, dar aia s-a dus mai încolo.

8:30 Last few days i saw there was a stall air smell inside getting worse and yesterday i got really sick (i stay in here all the time) and in the evening i discovered the anti back flow valve of the bathroom fan was blocked closed, and i also vacuumed the fan's housing and a bit inside the flexible pipe which seemed to  have a lot of lint? inside but it was much too late when i figured out and could not get it all. But what i got is inside a new vacuum bag.

It was stinking so bad even now the apartment still smells like it.

2:58 PM Again like yesterday i found the main door open, the piece of wood taken away. I remember i went outside to pick a poop right before i fell asleep after 12:45. I put that piece of wood automatically when i get in, but it can be taken if the door is hit really hard and it will make some noise. There was much base upstairs but i was dead tired from my walk and then i having a couple of drinks.

I would not have known if the door was hit several times in the rhythm of the base.

4:20 I am so mad from all that happened yet they figured a way to cancel that. They scheduled a bush trimming and they make a very annoying sound with that.

7:40 Just went to Walmart. Among oh so many things in there something stays in memory. When i was exiting there was this woman kinda shy, with stained face, maybe from drugs, otherwise not bad looking with a black and white T-shirt saying Dead Men Don't Rape. She tried to smile at me but i was already mad. So what should we do, kill all men so we won't have rape anymore?

Yeah i knew this moment will come. Have no choice but copy all the new pics from the phone onto the card and than stick the card into the pc and post some. A time consuming pain i could do without as Rod Steward once said but no, there is something there i want to share right now.

Lots of greens and bush trimming. They left the leaves here not because of laziness or anything but for symbolism. What i posted about Romania's Central Bank insolvency covered by stealing from the Budget and hair cuts. Pixie an combed back haircuts. They fight memories with other memories they create on the fly. Some may call them shortcutting engrams whatever. But this technique was not invented by Hubbard. I bet is ancient and belongs to Hinduism and Buddhism inherited much of it.

But wait. As soon as i was about to post these, a young innocent blond girl started to roam with here dog right in the scenery. Double to the power of two and so on. 

8:00 What else i have on the card. Lately i noticed in the mail this persistent cigars ad. I usually go and search for poops right after i come from my walk and pick the mail. Yeah i know what Freud would say. BTW today i found 5 and two unknotted bags only after i came from my walk. I am about to finish the box with 600 bas i bought on Amazon, and the average i think is 3 in each bag.

2018 was the year when i first wrote about discrepancies in Romania's budget, other stuff (Tesla). That was the year Alexa Crush went online.

Yeah they know me best. They know Romanians and they have a huge database with everything i've done and said and a complete psychological profile and they know what to tell her to do to keep me close.

Don't know what to say but this pegging thing is killing me and i can't remember when she started but it was this year and is mostly on tiktok. Was it after i stumbled onto the real numbers of Romania's foreign debt, after Peter Magyar came to power or was about to come to power in Hungary?

All i can say is i met with Peter Magyar, i think about a year ago at Spirit Mountain and he wanted to talk to me but i avoided it. I think his last name alone makes me sick.

12:00 PM CyRus didn't really mean to start a war...

Did not pay attention so much at the video at the time (August 2013) guess i was not so attentive at these things, i only became later, as the years passed by.

Wait a minute. She said "instead you used the force" and then giving up. Is she describing a rape and then "wrecking" him? Ambigous.

I think i saw her at least twice around here. Once, i was really, really drunk in my car in the parking lot at Spirit Mountain. She was on the right side of an huge SUV that stopped at my window, looked down on me and then left. If felt like she was giving me a compassionate warning.

Once, on the street at Eagle Crest, was about the time i was complaining a lot about the status of that apartment and saw the video for the first time. (In the meantime i figured it was smoke coming from the chimney that passed through walls of the fireplace at Apt.7). She seemed embarrassed.