12:20 AM Starting a new day with a tuba sound coming from the black BMW as i sat at the computer after i got back home. It's realy loud for about 30 seconds or so as the RMP goes down to nominal, depending on how cold the engine was the  making a much lesser sound. First releasing the dust from the building then pumping it inside through the space under the door. I can feel it already. I forgot everything i wanted to say. One thing from my jukebox i remember though.


12:36 Mintea reactivă, cooperativa ochiul și urechea. Buda, de ce ai urechi așa de mari?

12:46 Question number one. Did Beth Hart (kinda like her (music)) gained lots of weight recently? (yes she can give you very angry looks, just to please you get away. Story of my life. All women just want to get away from me. The most courageous were the skinniest.

Mais le coeur...



1:07 Question number 2. Is Robert Magyar the real thing?

2:45 1972 Hamburg. Susanne, Camp's cook's daughter. Now i see she is 3 years older than me. Never, never crossed my mind i would see her again (as one would see someone unknown) or the fact she was Nenna, but in Naraka everything is possible and everything from the past comes back at you.

The crazy hippies from CISV Hamburg organized a discotheque for us, 36 twelve years old kids from 9 countries. She came alone. I danced with her. She was holding me by the neck... I only new about 10 words in English... Yes i fell in love instantly and told her but she slapped me on the face and left.

Would have never known she was behind that sexy voice... The only German song i know it made into US and UK charts... Ok and Falco from Austria...

3:05 Ok while i was writing the above someone rather heavy or not used to American buildings climbed and made a few thunderous steps upstairs.

Bacteria ucigașă. Nu am văzut niciodată atfel de pete roșii în baie pe oriunde am fost.

11:15 Când nu sunt motivate de a-mi combate postările sau a mă provoca, majoritatea articolelor de orice fel din presa românească se contrazic pe sine. Asta nu poate fi bine pentru starea generală de spirit, contribuind la ceea ce numesc eu atmosfera de confuzie generală din România.

Din această frază rezultă că diferența de consum este aproape egală cu diferența de preț dintre cele două varietăți de benzină care în SUA este de aproximativ 5%. Însă diferența calculată de mine după fiecare deplasare arată o egalitate între cele două.

De când am pe bordul mașinii consumul mediu instant și raportul pe o zi, am început să urmăresc influența a diferiți factori asupra consumului. Luați manual mașinii și încercați să identificați unde puteți citi acest indicator. Consumul mediu instant la mașina mea apare tot timpul pe bord sub viteza afișată digital, iar pe o zi, pentru câteva secunde după ce opresc motorul.

Consumul la o mașină nu este constant ci variază în funcție de mulți factori. Următorii factori pot conduce fiecare la o diferență de până la 10%.

Stilul de condus, adică dacă se apasă tare pe accelerator. Diferența de nivel (altitudine) între punctul de pornire și cel final (pot fi diferențe de până la 50% la urcarea unui deal sau munte). Traficul, cât de mult oprim și pornim. Viteza. Direcția și viteaza vântului. Presiunea la cauciucuri care la rândul ei este influențată de temperatură. Și presiunea din cauciucuri este măsurată de niște senzori și afișată instant undeva pe bord.

Unii din acești factori îi putem influența ca de exemplu presiunea la cauciucuri, alții nu. Există pompe digitale care se programează și se opresc la presiunea dorită. Recomand o presiune peste 2.5 kfg/cm2 la o oră după ce mașina a stat la umbră dimineața. O presiune măsurată dimineața la pornirea în deplasare poate crește cu încălzirea cauciucului din viteza mașinii sau cu temperatura.

Presiunea crește cu aproximativ 5% la viteză mare sau în partea mașinii unde bate soarele. Atenție iarna sau pe drumuri ude, presiune mai mare la cauciucuri favorizează derapajul.

La mașinile moderne nu mai există problema "bătăilor în motor". Mașinile nu mai au de 20 de ani distribuitor, avansul (timing) fiind controlat electronic. Semnalul pentru scânteie este generat de computer (ECU) la 12 volți și amplificat de câte o bobină de inducție pe fiecare bujie.

Toate mașinile mai noi de 20 ani au un senzor, de fapt un microfon piezzo electric care sesizează bătăile înainte de a fi audibile și ajustează continuu avansul (timing) la scânteie, care este controlat de computer (ECU, Electronic Control Unit). Această ajustare permanentă a avansului permite funcționarea la un nivel maxim al avansului în punctul de dinainte de a provoca bătaie, când eficiența este maximă.

Bătăile audibilă (ping), un zgomot ca un clopoțel în timpul accelerației în motor la aceste mașini cu senzor de bătaie înseamnă defecțiunea acestui senzor cu sau fără aprinderea lămpii martor a motorului (check engine light) și trebuie înlocuit imediat, fiindcă folosirea mașinii în aceste condiții duce la uzura prematură a lagărelor motorului.

Este ridicol ca un lucru atât de mic, acest senzor, împreună cu senzorii de oxigen să fie în centrul acestei bucle de ajustare a eficienței motorului ale căror bună sau rea funcționare să fie la fel de importantă ca și alte componente scumpe cu potențialul de a genera probleme majore în cazul defecțiunii, uneori fără aprinderea martorului (check engine) motorul mergând mai prost decât dacă nu existau de loc și asta se întâmplă foarte des în practică.

Benzina cu cifră octanică mai mare arde mai încet și generează "bătaie" mai mică pentru același avans, permițând computerului de bord să mărească avansul la punctul chiar înainte de a apărea bătaia, conducând la eficiență maximă.

Arzând mai mult timp și mai puțin intens, benzina cu cifră octanică mai mare uzează mai puțin motorul furnizând în același timp și o rezervă de putere mai mare necesară în cazul pornirilor în trafic.

Practic mergi mai mult (și ai mai multă putere la motor) cu aceeași cantitate de benzină (în timp ce îți protejezi motorul), iar asta are un cuvânt de spus asupra emisiei de carbon, a mediului și încălzirii globale și durabilității și manevrabilității mașinii.

Da cred că provocarea a fost să scriu despre timing (avans) care este un tip de sincronizare, despre care am scris ieri. Is that a Beatles suit with the bassist reminding of Trevor Horn?


12:55 PM Friday market has to be always on the positive side, to generate weekend optimism. For that, a good inflation report came just in time, after three "bad days". Needles to remind, inflation closely follows the market. (Higher stock prices means inflation, right?!)

2:13 Now back to the science of garbage (intentionally manipulation of things unclean to get an advantage over someone or some people). Was really nauseated. Started to do the dishes. The smell was more pronounced in the living next to windows, with no possible sources from inside.

Went and found a big black sack (allowing less UV from Sun inside) with fermenting garbage on top of the lids of the nearest dumpster. Three meters from ground level in wind's direction. Had to grab a stick and push it in the dumpster.

 One used diaper (probably "fallen from a garbage sack in its way to the dumpster in front of the building, in wind's direction. One poop bag knotted too short (how can they do that) on a side of the dumpster. There is one more open bag in the dumpster, i waited to see if i can get away without knotting it.

All old poops i "treated" with the UV lamp two days ago have been replaced with fresh ones. I noticed that in the past, someone grabs the old ones that are "useless" anyways, otherwise they and their dogs would not be able to step in there to bring new ones. Someone released the two feral black cats that were getting in my way all the time. The guy resembling my old neighbor with glasses from upstairs also got in my way twice.

Last night i noticed a heavy mold smell coming from under the couch, where the fiberboard floor is always bulged, by humidity coming from vapors from leaking drier's pipes in the basement so i put the ozone generator under the couch and then under the two beds in the bedroom. No lasting effects though. Last night i slept with the ozone generator under.

Carpet being wet doesn't necessarily smell. It takes some contaminant from outside, usually pieces of food boxes (of the same food i ate recently) on the border between grass and red antibacterial chips (now turned to a fine dust), this time, the diaper and the sack with garbage on top of the dumpster to start the process inside. Then the smell inside becomes stronger than outside, were there's wind and the final concentration is smaller.

2:45 Yeah i smell that open bag in the dumpster, planning a trip outside, during the previous two women came with business at the dumpster and got real close to me like ft away.

10:55 Been outside cause i forgot to check the trip report. A... South Eastern Asian woman passed behind the car and then when i got back inside, a man was with her at the next entrance.

No i'm not obsessed with gas mileage. But what to do when you drive hours over and over on the same route at night and you get tired of even listening to music? Stare at the GPS, digital speedometer, MPG indicator, tire pressure, whatever, when i'm not blinded by the inconscious incoming drivers who do not switch to low beam or have the headlights out of adjustment. About half of them. Or someone is not tailgating me on a ten miles no pass zone with nobody else on the road.

Trip report showed 38.7 MPG for the whole day including Angela being in traffic coming from work and us in traffic going to Grande Ronde. The instant average MPG on our way back (had to be early, Angela worked overtime all week, tomorrow goes at 4, it's end of trimester) was 44.

It always happens that way. When i fill at Grande Ronde Shell and drive back home i get that mileage. But only when i fill fresh. Yesterday, the same trip, the same temperature, tire pressure etc. i had half tank and the mpg was 40 or 10% less.

Today i did not fill thinking maybe it's because of the weight of the gas in the tank that increases a bit the pressure at the fuel pump when full and wanted to see if that is the case. I had some, i added 5 more gallons, ending with 2/3 tank full, and again i got the good mileage i get only with fresh gas from that station.

Is there anything, a phenomenon i don't know about. No, i don't go by the gauge, i go by the computer report that measures the amount of time the injectors open.

Two days is not long term storage. I don't believe the gasoline goes "stale" LOL in two days. But who knows?

11:15 Next story. The embarrassing one. 

Inside the restroom a number of very nervous people grunting and hitting things. I believe one of them synched with my thoughts and made a noise when my brain was supposed to command my hand to pull the zipper. And i had the pants undo to tuck my shirt and forgot it all like that and then i went inside the casino, searching for Angela for more than half hour.

At some point after i thought i recognized someone. Then i went outside to smoke and heard 100 birds singing in a tree (got the video). Didn't know what to do, wasn't sure, was tired, was afraid of one more rejection or worse, calling the security on me for trying to talk to her so i just gave up, on a moment's intuition. (obviously did not know i had the fly open in that moment, chances are those things would have happened). Can't remember when i went to the restroom but i think before that.

It happened to me a few times in the past, but never for that long. I paged Angela at the security desk (lost my pager, phones are off per my wish), which was empty for a while, the security guy or any other security guy when he came did not tell me as it happened in the past. Finally Angela came and started to yell at me at once and still did not know for what.

11:23 Previously. I was driving towards Grand Ronde being of course, tailgated as usually. There was not one wisper of wind. All the flags seen on the road were hugging the poles, per Emperror's order. The whole valley or the valleys were filled with some golden stuff which was not haze. It was dust from plowing. All the way.

When i got to the winery thing, just before the new Chevron on the left some guy with a big trailer loaded with bales of green hay lost one bale, made a mess and now was sweeping the road. When i looked better as i passed, he bent down showing a fairly big butt. Usually i get my nose congested by dust and hay.

That was the basis for what was about to happen. Cause soon after i started to look for Angela with my fly open in a casino with thousands of people, i started to have some palpitations, triggered by some guys moving suddenly in front of me. Wondering if i was not scheduled for a heart attack tonight, catching me with my fly open. That would have been tbe payback for all i wrote here (yes tonight was payback drawing at Spirit Mountain).

The gas in my belly pressing on my heart no doubt about came from inhaling garbage and poop smell earlier.

While i was waiting for Angela at the security desk, feeling like my eyes were about to protrude from orbits (high blood pressure, stress, my heart trying to compensate for lack of room to beat) i saw some women in uniform pushing on a wheel chair yet another meme, whom i saw earlier fallen from her chair, remembering me when myself i fell from a chair in there due to a faulty floor which partly sank under one foot of the chair.

One hundred more abnormal things that i don't have time to remember.

But here comes the serious stuff. While i was going and took a left for the variant at Newberg, they were a number of cars in front of me and the light turned red. I did not know how many they were and wanted to advance to the next song (i hate Lita Ford because of what she did to me with Joan Jett back in 96). (Was she singing with Ozzy in that stupid song)?

And it came in sequence (i think) on my jukebox, pushed that forward button when i suddenly saw the vehicle in front of me growing very big and i hit the brakes and awoke Angela who instantly started to yell at me (never saw her so jumpy, mainly because of again overtime).

The LPN on that gray new SUV was NJN (Ninja now, maybe?).

Yes there was again a big commotion with children when i left, could not wait to get out of here faster.

One girl yelling something like take care or te quiero. Come back soon? Two guys yelling at each other in front of the door at US branch when i went for the ATM.

Took this picture later, after i succeeded inserting the SD card in the camera. (The guy/gal and the w hite Subaru kept getting in front of me for a long time after the incident).

A hazy shade of fall (please ignore the bugs on the windshield, they became apparent when driving with the sun in front). The same white SUV in front of me. 

When i got back. Very close to the place of the first incident. When i took a left at the stop light ending the variant, going towards downtown Newberg. Was slowing at the intersection when i saw a silver Oregon State Police Dodge stationed on the right shoulder (there are 3 or 4 lanes at that intersection, two going left and two right.

The cop took off when i passed and i looked in the mirror to see what was doing (he turned around and went the other way) when again two or three cars stopped on red, surprising me, but i was a bit further than like in the first incident.

12:15 (after midnight). Two more things on my mind before i go outside cause it started to stink like poop again.

The name of (very young) Romania's exterior minister is Țoiu which is the old name in Romanian (now forgotten by the youth) for measuring cup for liquor, trying to subconsciously ridicule my theory about the true nature of light and light propagation (they are indistinguishable of course, light cannot exist outside propagation).

Dragon people. The dragon people might have poisoned their neighbors with s...t for one million years, why would they stop now? Dragons, nagas, magars, magyars. (when i got here he started to squeak upstairs, gently, threatening to awake Angela).

12:35 Now i hear a woman crying while talking (in English), upstairs.

12:46 Now she won't stop talking. Ok she did. Could be.