9:15 AM Turkey leftovers in the freezer or still edible in the fridge? Try the Romanian beef salad, the best food ever (followed by zacusca, or vegetable caviar).

Don't mind the name, it is a type of "enriched" potato salad, we have never had time to figure out where it comes from, though we question ourselves every time, maybe because we make only it two or three (very busy kitchen wise) times of year (because we have to have something special for holidays only).

The way i do it today? 4 hard boiled eggs, 4 medium sized potatoes, 3 medium sized carrots,  4-6 medium size pickles, one small bag of frozen pees or less, one pound of turkey breast, up to half jar of WinCo mayonnaise with some mustard added.

Boil, cool and chop everything, add some salt and mix and i guarantee you will will never forget it. Ok i remembered. Can squeeze half lemon in the mayonnaise and mix it with the mustard before you add the mayonnaise to the big mix.

Yeah just burnt the peas while writing here (actually updating the pictures since yesterday) and ignoring the timer. Don't have others, i separated the good ones from top, it will add an interesting flavor to it. Ok burnt them one more time. My mind is not there and Angela is still sleeping.

9:48 What stays on my mind for days. Car's oil filter. A few years ago when i once tried to change the oil the oil filter was stuck and my tools would jump flutters. I had to go to Jiffy Lube to ask them unstuck it. It happened at least one more time. No i did not do anything different as far as tightening before or after.

Then i bought a "jaw" type of tool, universal (for the mid size range) that it may crush the filter but will unscrew it. Like the one i saw at Jiffy lube. But after one use, that too was gone from my pile of tools.

Then i bought it again.

However after i discovered the "OEM" filters i bought on Amazon could have been fake after i used them 11 times and also had a "chronic" problem, with irregular adhesive at the bottom and last time i bought an STP one (the most carried brand at Autozone), and now the filter keeps coming loose causing the oil level to drop (a little) and probably a stink in the back, after oil is sprayed on the exhaust

Which may prompt other guys to get in front of me in no passing zones in old cars or cold engines and choke me with bad exhaust like they always do.

So yesterday in the parking lot at Three Rivers Casino in Florence i got under and did tighten it again (it takes about 10 seconds), no need to pop the hood) and then i took a picture to see if it has anything on the bottom that can be used as reference to see if it gets unscrewed.

10:05 Then i found more pictures on the phone. I saw last night a nice sunset while smoking in front of Chinook (yes i like to smoke in the fresh air as opposed to in the smoking area inside). The clouds were creating a parallel line with the top of the motel but it was going fast. I crossed the street to get a better angle and barely caught it.

But then something weird happened. One of the shuttle vans of the casino that was stationed nearby started and passed (as i was concentrated with taking the picture) and my phone was forgotten with the  flash on after i took that picture under the car.

Were am i getting at? I was too tired to drive back from there and Angela got blinded by 100 vehicles in our way back, most tall trucks some with high beams and some with off road lights while others were pushing from behind and at times she was yelling "i'm afraid!" and hitting the brakes. Retaliation?

BTW they finished work with siding but some dust still lingers. And the pics did not come out as a great compositions either. 

And yes the Austrians always have that pissed look, even when they smile, like Kennedys, Schwarzenegger, Klaus Meine, etc. like they all have hemorrhoids or something. Mark Knopfler is Hungarian but he's got a German name alright. And their women sometimes cry or yell when they talk.

It is a kind of bullying mixed with raising sympathy at your subconscious level.

11:10 I won a little last night but the machine gave me a ticket that could not be read by other machine or cash machines so i had to stay in line at the cashier. The huge mongoloid woman (probably Japanese) used the word pinched, but it was like a slice in time. Could that have been a threat? A code word?

Yes my coffee got room temperature since i made it because i am so pissed with what i have to write). Yes Keurig multi-stream is worth it cause at the hotels with old Keurigs cofee is much... clearer?

And  yes i feel insulation dust on my face after several heavy vehicles vibrating in the distance hours ago (and together with smoke coming from outside causes much silence upstairs, after they flushed the toilet twice on me while sitting there).

3:15 Ok i solved some of the mysteries surrounding my loss of oil. The gaskets of STP filters is softer than "OEM". The result is you have to tighten it more until you get some torque response, maybe 10 Lb ft which is about one turn. But the surface.

After i searched and google told me there could be an extra gasket in there from a previous filter, though i thought it was not possible, because the gaskets are embedded in filters, i saw something strange. The mating surface for the gasket is kinda rough, or unfinished.

One more mystery left. Every time i changed oil on this car i poured about one quarter more than i pulled. Ok, filter could count for maybe 1/3 of quart, a spilled a little (on the panel, which i wiped). I don't know. Ok google says 0.2 to 1 quart. In the manual capacity is lister 4.5 so i figure the filter capacity is 0.5. Some goes in the pan i put under when i pull the filter so yeah. I think i'm ok.

Also i put about 3.3 quarts of the required 5W20 and less than a quart of 10W30, the kind i added lately (cause i was out of the other) when it was going down cause i saw it was running better.

And one guy passed right after i pulled the oil filter and was wiping my hands, leaving the car out of sight for about 30 seconds to one minute.

4:30 PM Disappearance followed by faked death can be a form of ghosting that can be involuntary?

11:33 I don't know where to start but there has been a chain of events in my life tonight that can be explained only by everybody around me and Angela are AI driven.

I spent 3 hours around car or between 12:30 and 3:30 attempting to change oil. I started with the filter like usually but like usually when i tried to go outside a woman stopped with a car to pick a kid from the daycare (i assume) across the alley.

I waited and went in there. I knew the filter was loose enough to not need the jaw tool. I went with the aluminum tool hooked on the only half inch i had, a torque wrench with needle and took out the filter in a pan. Did not make one single drop of oil on the asphalt but a lot went on the inners side of the aerodynamic plastic panel under the car which i wiped later.

So i got from under the car and started to wipe the tool and my hands when i guy, tall, rather well dressed, brown in color, passed real close to me who i was sitting and wiping. I mean, he passed between the cars and i was sitting there on the right side of mine with my hands full of oil. Out of all moments, he picked the most embarrassing.

Then i went and tried first with my fingers to see if there is any gasket left from previous oil changes. With my fingers i felt the mating surface with the gasket real rough. Then i took this picture. As i said, unusually rough surface where the gasket meets the metal.

Again for some reason all pictures i took Sunday afternoon November 30 came with a December 1st date (it was 11 PM when i checked).

I don't know what that thing is on that inner groove on the left, but i believe it's a reflection. Could not be a piece of aluminum from the lid of the jug cause i opened that one later.

Normally i would have asked Angela to come and watch cause they like to come and step over me in the most critical moments. But she was pissed off like she is these days because of her back pain and did not dare.

I don't know how many guys, gals and how many times they passed, but it was a continuous show.

It did not take long to put back the new filter in there after i checked inside real carefully, several times. Had to tighten it a lot cause of the soft rubber gasket.

Then i went and grabbed my pump and pulled the old oil. I forgot to say, i went and drove the car for 15 minutes to warm up the oil cause if it's cold it does not pass through the 5 or 6 mm exterior diameter hose which i insert through the dipstick hole and that in itself was a whole story, with some kids at the end of the street showing the second time where i turned around the first time cause the engine would not heat up enough.

Finally started the pump and oil started to pour. But it was going really slow. It took maybe  more than half hour to pull all the oil. While i was doing so, someone from upstairs, i only saw some hair under a hoodie came with two snowboards and left with the SUV. Surprisingly there was not much poop smell today.

I made a note to myself, gotta get something that works faster. I found manual vacuum pumps which are also quiet, with several hoses of different sizes, maybe i could fit a thicker one and make it come out faster.

Finally got all the oil out, some that fell when i pulled the filter was in the pan, some in the filter, about 3 quarts was in that water jug.

Poured a mixture of Castrol synthetic blend, the kinda i like because full synthetic leaves was in the catch can. 3 quarts 5W20 and one 10W30 or close. Then i did some more other things at the car. Emptied the catch can. Took another picture. Intermittently doing other stuff. The oil change itself did not last more than one hour.

Then i came inside and told Angela. I wanna get out tonight cause i was too traumatized from the whole episode. Angela keeps asking me how much i paid for the oil and filter implying why i don't do it at Jiffy Lube or dealer or something. At Jiffy Lube you don't need an appointment but they screwed me so badly last couple of times i went in there they convinced me i should do it myself.

I mean, why do i have to check oil level every time i go there and check if they tightened the filter, but they did much worse than that and i can't talk about now.

Car did well on my way there or 40 mpg at speeds up to 80 on a dry road. I checked the oil level in the parking lot there and it was unchanged (level adjusted cause here the car sits with the front about eight inches higher than rear) and the dipstick reading is different. But there i kept turning around in the parking lot hunting for a fresh space and ruined the total mpg for the trip. I think. The oil was clear.

We went inside, had too small drinks (we went out). In there, Angela told me to make another card which i first declined and she went to sit in a long line for free gifts which she was not qualified for.

And not start the interesting part. I went to get a card and saw someone at the front desk. But the automated machine was in the way and stuck my drivers license in there. But then none of the numbers i use as pins in the casinos would not work. So i turned towards the desk, someone was still there, and then i remembered one more pin and turned around and that one wasn't working either.

But when i finally went for the desk, the desk was closed. So i got left without card.

Then i went to play at several machines. I had 40 dollars in one of my numerous pockets of my ZeroXposur jacket which i wear because of back pain (which is subsiding). I almost lost it all then i won it back, lost it again etc. In the end got at 64 bucks and was craving some of the wine like the one i had earlier.

I was thinking to go at the 360 bar in the middle of the casino but they were three cops (tribal Police, fully armed) joyfully conversing in front of the bar and i remembered i had a bad conversation with a bartender there once and also felt guilty because i had to drive back home.

The place is also elevated and visible from a good part of the casino.

So i went to another bar, next to stage (the place is huge, has several) and ordered something pink. The man was very talkative, and also looked familiar. He had an AC/DC red T-shirt and kept repeating the phrase from the song "Jenny got a gun".

He gave me something for 12 bucks +  2 dollars tip a glass that was better than i usually get Bota Boxes at WinCo or Walmart for 13 bucks, 3 litters.

But i said to myself, i won 24 buck, i can afford it.

Then not having anything better to do i put my ticket inside a machine sitting on top of the counter. A 3 lines green dragon game. And guess what. I started to win. I won like 60 free games and made like 50 bucks on 50 cents a hand, playing of course without card. At some point i saw i had 109 dollars.

But while i was playing a couple came and he kept saying "no more" "no more" looking at the TV screen above, i did not pay attention, they were maybe sports bets or something. And his very short wife instead of sitting on the chair between me and him she came real close to me and was standing, looking kind of scared. They both reminded me of gypsies from Romania or Hungary whatever.

Then i started to feel tingling in my legs and face and when i looked he was talking on the phone. Then i knew i had to move cause that phone was starting to cause me pain. I pulled the ticket, i moved around the casino a bit looking for Angela, then i went back at the bar to give them the glass back and i asked the bartender if he could show me the bottle and then i looked and was saying Mayhill wineries on it.

I asked him if it was the same Mayhill as in the museum and he said Willamette Valley and then a woman in her thirties looking too good for that place sitting there, on a chair in a lower position, submissive, started to say she worked there and i ked her where can i get some of that wine and she said "Vancouver waterfront, 20 minutes drive from there" and she kept smiling, which made her somehow unrecognizable.

Then i went to meet with Angela to tell her about my big win. She was mad cause i used the beeper (radio tags we use as pagers) and she had to come from the other side of that big place to tell her about my win

Then i realized i lost my cigarette packet and went to buy another one from the gift shop that was full of little Asian people, some checking items i knew they were not going to buy (Asian people are smart, then don't buy stuff from gift shops in casinos).

One Japanese looking guy though taller got in front of me and started to check things. Lots of them. Finally got at the counter and bought my cigarettes.

Went outside to smoke and then i realized i don't have the one hundred dollars ticket anymore.

I went at the bar and looked at the machine i was playing at. I asked one of the bartenders. Went inside the gift shop. Went outside where i smoked. No ticket.

Went at the bar and talked to the same bartender and he went to talk to security. One blond woman came outside and talked to me. Then it started. An investigation that lasted about one hour, and i felt like they were investigating me for false claims. Kept telling them to check the security tape.

The woman seem to know that woman that was standing next to me. I asked  her if she was watching the scene on their security cameras and she did not answer that. But i once lost my wallet in there and the security gave it back to me like they knew. They probably have AI to recognize pickpocketing. But that did not work or they did not use it last night.

They kept asking the same questions over and over, made me show the machine i was playing at, and then the guy she called came and pulled the list with tickets in the last hours and he found one for 99 dollars, the closest to what i told him.

Then he went with that ticket number somewhere and came back and asked me if i played more after i won the 100 bucks and i said  no cause i had no more money to play. Which was true cause i had to leave because of pain from that cell phone and then when i wanted to play some more i had no more money.

But then he said someone played that ticket at a machine left to where i played, all the money down to 34 cents which implied i played all the money and now i was falsely claiming somebody stole it.

And he said 99 dollars is the threshold for which they review security tapes. If it was 100 or more they would have done it.

Driving back here. I was in the left lane on I5 and was trying to pass this semi that had some cage like enclosure on it that was rattling really scary and he was going speed limit +10 and i had to overspeed to pass it, exactly when the speed limit changed with 10 mpg lower and the vehicle in front of me slowed suddenly while i was staring at that thing.

Should get this out of my mind. Ilani is not a place where you can go and relax after yet another traumatizing oil change.

And yes, it could be linked to the "pinched ticket" i posted about earlier. Retaliation, cover, branching new realities all in the same time.

1:45 I guess they would not allow me to review the security tapes even if i said the security guy looked like...