Snorkeling: I saw 4-5 trout the length of my fore

arm and a snapping turtle along with some leaches and frogs and a stinging spider (for whom I did a crawl) swim up to me checking me out snorkeling in the their pond(s).

I don't disturb them.  Maybe I chase a fish or two and was not about to touch the snapping turtle in its habitat on a pond bottom...

Paranoid Reasoning:

People(s) are lurking in shadows of the Internet and throughout life's blind spots, which can result in loss of anything and everything from freedom to manhandled by police or thugs at home or out on any given day or at any moment.

They are out there and they are not there to help.

They are out to get you.

Be paranoid!

PROFESSIONALISM? HA!

A patient sits in the waiting room of the shot clinic where he, the patient, has been frequenting at least twice per month (if not: once per week) for eleven years to receive so called psychiatric "professionalism."

The forty year old patient was diagnosed with "schizophrenia" in 1996 and frequents the clinic where he awaits the nurse to call him in to a room for a shot in the buttocks, the which he has received at behest of the State for eleven years without fail other than on one occasion due to mitigating circumstances.

He sits in the shot clinic waiting room with his leashed dog awaiting the nurse to emerge from down the hall and summon him for his shot.

Two other male patients, who are about the same age as the patient with the dog, wait in chairs opposite the patient with the dog.  A staff member emerges from the locked door of an office, strides up to the patient with the dog in traversing the corridor of the second floor clinic waiting room and confronts the patient with the dog about the dog.

"Excuse me, sir, but is that a pet therapy dog?"

The male patient with the dog turns his head and looks at the fifty something brunette with a weight problem wearing what can only be a moo-moo, black in color, and says to "take it up with my doctor."

"OK.  So, your doctor knows about it?"

"Yes."

"OK.  Thank you."

"Yes.  Thank you," the man retorts sneeringly.

Later, he thinks of ways the conversation with the staff member should have gone.  Maybe he should have said when the dumpy staff member asked him whether his dog was a pet therapy dog ...

"Excuse me!  Do I know you?" or "Are you?"

Recently, staff were laid off at the clinic and subsequently new staff were employed who don't know that the male patient with the dog has been frequenting the same clinic for eleven years at least twice per month, if not: more frequently.

There was an incident several years previous to the scenario described above with the staff member who questions the patient about the dog without seemingly knowing that "to understand a person, walk a mile in their shoes" means "mind your own fucking business" because one never knows what another person knows.

In an incident several years previous to the above scenario on August 19, 2013, the man entered the clinic with his dog during July of 2008 for the first time since a recent hospitalization incurred by a suicide attempt and was confronted by a fifty something, female staff member who also wore a moo-moo type dress.

"Excuse me, sir! ... Hey, I am addressing you, sir ..." the female staff member in 2008 barked at the patient with the dog as he entered the second floor shot clinic door from the stairwell where the staff member addressing him was descending the steps and opening the now shut, stairwell door behind the man.

"Sir!  I'm talking to you ... don't walk away from me when I'm talking to you," she barks behind the man with the dog emerging from the staircase.

The man turns to face the woman.

"You can't have dogs in this building.  Is that a pet therapy dog?"

"Take it up with my doctor!" the man retorts to the woman staff member.

"But, I'm taking it up with you!"

"Well, I'm going to get my shot," the man responds and turns to walk down the corridor with his dog for the shot clinic waiting room only to see the staff member who addressed him so rudely storm into the office in the waiting room and then out of the stairwell door at the opposite end of the corridor from which the man and questioning, staff member had entered the waiting room for the clinic.

What "professionalism" is there if staff at the clinic don't realize that the male, forty something, diagnosed "schizophrenia" patient visits a children's ward of the clinic's psychiatric hospital to which he had been sent as an adult on an adult ward at least six times over the years? 

The forty old, male patient visits the children's ward at the clinic's psychiatric hospital as well as five different nursing homes with his trained, pet therapy dog and has visited for at least 150 visits over the years because the man volunteers in lieu of not being able to secure a paying job due to the stigmatizing of his diagnosis in that staff at the clinic epitomize stigma of a patient with schizophrenia by addressing patients in commands and orders rather than introductions and niceties, as if staff are in control ingesting five laxatives and taking a five mile hike!

Whatever happened to inquiring about the weather when initiating discourse with a person whom one has never met before in life?

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Tire Center / Dealer Service Records on 2001 Tacoma:

2001–2013:

1. 3,000mi. or less oil change, filter, lube without fail: Tacoma's entire life. 
2. Tires rotated every 7,000mi.
3. New Tires at 50,000mi. at Tire Center for free rotation on life of tires.


Fall 2007: 

1. The frame was overhauled for three months at dealer under recall.

2. Commission writer mentions signing off not to do overhaul.

3. Drove off the dealer lot and hoses not attached: Tacoma spewed coolant 4 miles down the road.

4. Took it back to dealer on a tow bed dealer sent to pick it up in town.  Dealer reattaches hoses.

Fall 2008:

1. Tire Center fixes manufacturer muffler on Tacoma with aftermarket parts.

2. Check engine light is on 80mi. from Tire Center lot after picking Tacoma up the previous weekday.

3. Two days after Tire Center works on the muffler, Tacoma is at Dealer for diagnostic.

4. Dealer writer says cable is torqued and aftermarket parts were used: $900 to fix.

5. After Dealer to Tire Center for Tire Center to fix muffler and check engine light.

6. Mechanic is in Tire Center lobby after job and mentions that it was because they used after market parts.

7. Mechanic at Tire Center also mentions that catalytic converter needs replacing.

8. Mechanic also mentions in lobby that catalytic converter is under warranty at 65,000mi/7.5 years.

9. O2 sensor is faulty in muffler as a result of aftermarket parts replaced by on market at Tire Center.

10. A day later, Tacoma is back at Dealer to inquire about catalytic converter under warranty.

11. Commission writer at Dealer says that it is under warranty. Dealer will fix it.

12. Tacoma is at dealer to fix catalytic converter and picked up.

Spring–Summer 2013: 

March 1, 2013: 

1. Tacoma is at Tire Center for oil change & tire rotation.

2. I sit in a camp chair outside of Tire Center awaiting the Tacoma. 

3. Somebody in passing traffic calls police who arrive and say someone called police on me.

4. Tire Center commission writer steps out of front door and says to police that Tire Center has Tacoma.

5. Policeman says to me "you're OK.  someone called us.  said you looked passed out."

6. I was playing with my camera sitting in a camp chair that I retrieved from my truck before service.

June 30, 2013:

1. 80mi from Dealer and Tire Center, the muffler tailpipe rattles at first, then detaches: hanging.

July 3, 2013:

1. At Tire Center to fix hanging tailpipe.  Commission writer says muffler work was done in 2010.

2. M. at Tire Center phones to say there are 487$ worth of repairs besides the hanging tailpipe.

3. I ask financier who says yes and call back M. at Tire Center to say do the work on the muffler.

4. At Tire Center Wednesday July 3, 2013 430PM to pick up Tacoma: $472.

July 4, 2013:

1. Tacoma makes sound five minutes into first trip of the day.  Tacoma is stopped at noon on a street.

2. The sound is a 1-1/16 wrench wedged between the suspension and inside wall on the passenger side rear wheel well.

3. Road Service removes the wrench and takes pictures with a phone the which I never receive in email.

4. At 4PM of July 4, 2013, check engine light is on after driving.

July 5, 2013:

1. At 8AM at Dealer for diagnostic.  Told it was $117/hr.

2. Dealer phones me later July 5, 2013 and tells me $3300 for two catalytic converters.

3. I ask Dealer about Fall 2008 catalytic converter under warranty service records.

4. Dealer commission writer says there is no record of work on the converters.

5. Dealer says there is a record in 2010 of an estimate for a torqued cable and aftermarket parts: $900.

July 8, 2013:

1. Tacoma is driven from Dealer four miles to "reputable" mechanic.

2. "Reputable" mechanic estimates 998.62$ for two catalytic converters and labor.

July 9, 2013:

1.  "Reputable" mechanic calls to say gasket to catalytic converter is faulty in that it affects the flange.  Muffler work by Tire Center is brand new and fine.  Tacoma needs the two catalytic converters as Dealer commission writer said July 5, 2013.  "Reputable" mechanic estimates $998.62 for two catalytic converters as of 10h40 July 9, 2013.  "Reputable" mechanic says nothing wrong with suspension or wheel where wrench was jammed on July 4, 2013.

*"Reputable" mechanic was recommended by two friends of mine.


Conclusions/Suspicions/Lessons:

Dealer and Tire Center commission writers spoke on phone in 2008 to avert fixing catalytic converter at Dealer and fixing muffler at Tire Center, which is why the date on their records of the service work for the Tacoma's muffler is 2010: after warranty expired for the catalytic converters.

Commission writers are crooks.  Find a "reputable" mechanic!

Incidentally, a tailgate handle or door handle for the Tacoma at the Dealer is 132$.  An aftermarket door handle or tailgate handle off the Internet is $20 and works fine!

Vehicle manufacturer makes their brand vehicles so that parts are from manufacturer at Dealer. 


Picture of 1-1/16 wrench left in passenger side rear wheel well jammed between suspension and inside rubber of tire:

Why do say to me that I don't let people like me?

There is something about me and/or my life that make people hate me, including family members.  What is it so I can change it asap?  Is it that I am a humbug?  Because being hated by family, so called friends to strangers at times and at times not or else permanently or temporarily makes me want to kill myself.  My pets in life have been the only ones who have given me respite from that predicament.  If you tell me some of the ways that I act as to why people hate me besides wearing ratty clothes (the which I don't always do), then it will save me a lot of time in figuring it out with a therapist. 

You say that you have known me for forty years and that I have been the same for forty years.  Have I not changed any at all?  Is it that I am focused on my problems too much always bringing them up, as in "me me me?"  ME used to say that I am a hard person to get to know, but that once you get to know me: I am a pretty good person. 

Is it just that there are a lot of hateful people in the world and I can honestly say that I don't hate anyone except myself because I feel or am acted towards with hatred by people I meet on all sides from NYC to ME, all my life?  Ask BU., NP, BW and JV why they hate me or acted as if they hated me when I was around them until I had to get away from them for what you said in a hateful remark to me over and over about what I told you was their actions and words towards me: "it's all in your head."  Why did you say "it's all in your head" to me over and over for years and years?  Was it due to my diagnosis? 

Why did JB ask me when I last got my shot and practically shout at me to tell him when up there last remembering how he shouted at me to take that med for which I have won a settlement due to its side effects on me while taking it at the same time as being shouted at to take it so the doctor came to the apartment and took it out of my cupboard because he saw the blood test results of another potential sodium seizure within two years of the first sodium seizure because of the side effects? 

Will you be asking for another date and time of when I am going to be killing myself over a Christmas and New Year's eating hotdogs and nachos at 7-11? 

Why have the cops been called on me 34 times in 15 years of living here?  Are they either trying ardently to incarcerate me or have an excuse to kill me?  Why did one of the coffee shop baristas at the coffee shop that I have been going to for 14 years call the police on me on the day of the Boston Marathon for drinking a soda pop from a paper bag sitting on a next door business' back door stoop?

I imagine that the axiom that "people are always going to hate" is especially true for me in my experience.  People come out of nowhere and act hateful towards me for no reason and all the time forever for forty years of my life or at least when I moved from overseas to NYC at ten years old and around the USA in later years.

"Think Outside the Box:"

Comprehensive immigration reform not only benefits societies with a diversity of people and an "outside the box" mentality when it comes to "profiling" (in its various forms affecting psychological synaptic responses in communities), etc., but immigrants add capital to the economy in the USA in that I read recently: naturalized citizens en masse add 15 billion $ to the US economy while natural Americans en masse drain the economy to the tune of 115 billion $ (or, was that trillions?).

Either way: comprehensive immigration reform with "a path to citizenship" enhances the experience of life in locations like Maine or any community for reasons that synaptic responses of community members show "true colors" of community members whether community members "practice preachings" on Sunday, Friday, Saturday or any day of "faith" or are merely hypocrite hoarders of a so called secured love of money ignorant of the fact that "life is richer" monetarily in communities with a diversity of community members from different walks of life.

A diversified population is a challenge to psychological, synaptic, response mechanisms by members of communities ultimately leading to a more educated, monetarily rich public than not and may even prove to increase longevity in a work force: work force longevity equaling more tax revenue and a broader, ever growing economy with actual "trickle down" effects unlike what the GOP taxed and spent at airport bathrooms on absurd persuasions of what "trickle down" means in an economic sense.

As an example, diversified tastes of people and how so called "profiling" is a non-sequitor anywhere and in Maine: so-called "slaves" on Maine's outer islands during the 1600-1900 epochs were given the job of salting cod for "slave owner" markets in Boston and across America.  The "slaves" were forbidden to eat the cod, but the "slaves" were given lobster to eat.  In 2013, cod is cheaper than lobster.

Were it not for fluctuations of demand on various resources on a global scale in 2013 by many diversities of people who have never heard of Maine: marine industry workers in Maine would not have a job today.

Further: urchins were first fished in Maine during the 1980's because of a Japanese immigrant who moved to Portland, ME during the 1980's and wanted a menu item of urchin enlisting a local fisherman and diver who first dove Casco Bay, then the Crescent Beach area.

Because of pollution in Casco Bay, urchins in Casco Bay were non edible: but, in less polluted water along shore lines like that of the Crescent Beach area, urchins were edible and in 2013 ... they fetch a $10/urchin price with tax, which benefits the local economy.

Either way: "there is no accounting for tastes" and anything but comprehensive immigration reform with a "path to citizenship" is like "kicking a ball with no legs" in terms of economic based societies like that of the USA.