1:15 PM Saturday night i saw a woman with a T-shirt with the name Taylor Swift on the back and T was caught in a wrinkle making it appear ayl, like in Aylwin. I shouldn't have post it about, it was a trap.
Today the squeak started again upstairs after 3 months since KKK left giving room to siding work. Dry wood floor on dry wood beams. I remember once i cooked for hours and humidity raised in here and the squeak become more muffled so I put the mystifier in the bathroom hoping it would raise humidity a bit so it will stop squeaking.
1:35 PM Yeah i forgot to check the sign at the door when i left for my walk today, and came back after a window of about 15 minutes with the computer on and everything. Was wondering what was going to be the consequence and i think now i know.
1:43 Here is the opposite. Steam from leaky driers pipes in the basement wet the floor from underneath and the fiberboard part of it bulges to the point is hard to walk on. It blooks the door of the closet near bathroom.
6:00 Last thing first. Just came from WinCo and yes i had soda and cookies among other stuff i bought.
Yes i returned from the check stand because i forgot my frozen burritos. 3 of the girls from neighborhood speaking a shy, short phrases, unconvincing Spanish, looking Japanese disguised in Spanish, were like usually when i come with groceries waiting for me in front of where i parked.
I waited in the car for a while, it was getting hot, i thought they left but they just went in the back of the car staring at my trunk. I think one of them had a dog called Yami and she called it by name. Then they left.
Earlier. One real Spanish woman made a weird noise in a car behind me and then she gave me a big smile. It was a joke. Very rare. As i was smiling, a black young woman came at the next car, smiling. To me. these are rare occurrences, resembling more human relations i forgot about a long time ago.
Earlier. At the checkstand a man with a baby in a stroller and a woman looking European or better say Hungarian behind him in line. They were 4 or 5 stands open and i had too much stuff for the self stands. I stood in line and then an old Japanese guy with a big long white beard (another rare occurrence) came and he was with that woman, and stood between me and the baby.
During my last trip to Reno i got ant the late 70s/early 70s top one hundreds and some of the songs repeat as being in tops for more than one year and i started to memorize them.
Needles to say, i vaguely remember the tunes (not the lyrics of course, just the attractive melodicity of English language) as i was listening to them as i was a kid. Some things never change.
Needles to say, i vaguely remember the tunes (not the lyrics of course, just the attractive melodicity of English language) as i was listening to them as i was a kid. Some things never change.
Though relatively rare, you could hear those several times a day at the National Radio in Romania (the only one we were catching back in my town). BTW until now that i read the lyrics i thought this song was about a baby pelican (papa can, mama can, baby can).
As for this one, it seemed coming out of a programable instrument (due to precise, inhuman like tempo) but they all swear it came out of a Moog. So innovative it challenges some of the AI done songs today.
If i wasn't in pain these probably could not have stopped laughing when i heard this song for the first time. Cause it didn't make it though the bad communist censorship i guess.
BTW Have a drink have a drive, go and see what you can find, if her daddy's poor do whatever you feel... BTW i got to drive back to WinCo cause my cravings have just changed.
10:10 Did the rounds. Came inside. Took my own garbage. When i was walking towards the dumpster i felt the intense smell of fermented poop. Lately there are garbage bags on top of open poop bags. Though i turned some bags earlier, could not find any. So i turned one next to the rim and found one, under, wet with liquid from the bags on top. It has been up to 92 degrees here today.
One more thing. In the last months or so every time i knot some, somebody comes at the dumpster, to pretend maybe i throw them because of them, otherwise would have taken them with me for some purpose. Thing is due to the presence of bags outside, especially next to the big tree on the other side of the building, inside here it smells always like it, including car, our dogs, even suitcases.
10:25 Earlier i had to drive north on I5 and 217. On I5 a guy in a pickup with windows so tinted you could not see inside (what matters most is nationality or race) harassed me for a while. Then i merged on 217 and after the second hill... My car is very low (for aerodynamic purposes, fuel economy), i can't see over a hill like someone on an SUV can.
I was driving towards sunset. One SUV trailing a big boat passed me on the right, speeding. Was staring at the boat when i saw, suddenly after i just passed that hill, some flashing yellow lights some 100 ft in front of me. A big truck though kinda low or the lights were low was stationed there blocking the lane as they finally pick the cones that have been there for years.
Yes, it looks nice now with three newly asphalted lanes, but it's been hell for the last 2-3 years. I saw it was in the last moment i could avoid it by switching lanes, i think i was doing 60 in a 55, did not have enough distance to brake.
Same goes with Tualatin-Sherwood Hwy. I walked 2 miles on it when, that day when i wanted the car, and saw it was all finished but the cones are still there. Some two weeks ago.
I guess they were waiting the end of this August to finally provide a relief to everybody.
11:12 No means no, right? Warning following song is rated R.
