So here’s my plan. I take some of my hypothetical millions and open a store selling the kinds of things that difficult “I-want-to-talk-to-the-manager” types go for. Could be crafts, could be food, could be baked goods. However, I build the store with a certain extra feature: a room off to the side of the checkouts with a buzzer… Read More »
Today was of course a day of somber regret and desperation, as the Orange Dickhead became President again. I did not watch one single moment of the inauguration and I am not hanging on tenterhooks doomscrolling through his “first day” actions on X (née Twitter). Instead, I focused on house tidying and other such things while idly contemplating… Read More »
I am not going to be deleting my Facebook account, Instagram account, and Threads account just yet, but after the absolutely reprehensible things Meta and Zuckerberg did over the past few days, such as eliminating all transgender accomodations at Meta offices, discontinuing fact-checking, allowing users to refer to GLBTQ individuals as “mentally ill” and “freaks” and women as… Read More »
I have had a throbbing, occasional pain just above my right ankle, on the outside of the leg, for a couple of years now. Probably screwed it up somehow doing a Susan G. Komen 3-Day or training for one or something. The pain comes and goes and can be pretty intense at times. I finally saw a doctor… Read More »
I guess I’m not all bad if a kitty this nice is willing to hang out with me.
Since I’ve posted about cold and snow recently, I thought I had better show you the end result of the most recent winter storm that came through northern Vermont. We got about a foot, or perhaps a little more as the snow had had a little time to compress by the time I took the photo above. It’s… Read More »
How you know that you’ve got the “Vermont” zap on your brain: you look out the window and see this much snow and go “eh, we didn’t get very much.”
I am very stupid in certain ways. I live in a snowy northern clime (northern Vermont) but my Southern upbringing makes me want to get up in the morning, put on a t-shirt, underwear, and shorts and wander around the house barefoot all day. There typically comes a point where I realize that continual boosting of the thermostat… Read More »
So obviously tonight’s a Jeppson’s Malort kind of night (my team, the Georgia Bulldogs, having pooched it in the Sugar Bowl), and when I went to find the four minibottles remaining in my pack of six, I COULDN’T FIND THEM. I was left with several alternatives, all worrisome or outright frightening: some thief had broken in and stolen… Read More »
I am fifty-seven years old. I realize that I graduated high school FORTY YEARS AGO. I’m old, thankyouverymuch. I don’t have children. I have, realistically, next to no idea what they teach kids in schools these days, nor how they go about teaching it. I assume computers and the Internet are involved. There are probably apps that the… Read More »