Weather Digging Up Memories

As I was procrastinating about going to work out today, I was looking for something to listen to on Apple Music.

The first summer after my dad died, my wife and I were holed up at my mom’s house riding out a hurricane. I noticed that it was my mom’s first anniversary day as a widow. Both of the dogs had died, so she was living in this huge house by herself.

Knowing how flaky the electricity could be at that house during storms, we were cooking up a lot of the things in the fridge that’d probably go bad if the power was out for a few days.

I hadn’t brought up the date, but I could tell that my mom was a bit down. Finally there was a moment where I noticed she was crying.

“It rained that day, too.”

Christmas Eve

I started typing this with a bit about the frozen things falling outside, with a bit of a lament that it’d be over soon, and that what I’m hearing is the only frozen precep in the forecast for the foreseeable future.

Coffee retrieved, and th sleet has stopped.

The stockings aren’t hung by the chimney with care. We don’t have a fireplace, and such barbarism won’t be allowed long here in the Beltway Swamp. The only acceptable burning odor allowed is the strangely-legalized weed.

Keep Virginia Blue. Just like Harry Byrd intended.

Could have been his dad, too, who was also loathsome.

So, what else is up?

Bad Saints’ loss last night. I missed most of it because I was fitting in the last bits of work.

At least they’re not the Giants.

And maybe I should get past the irrational annoyance I had about them with the weird defense and boring offense gone.

But it is difficult to do when it’s the Saints on the receiving end of a drubbing.

So. What else is going on? I looked to see if I had something I wrote probably around the time my dad died (late 2010). I changed my mind about capital punishment. This is a power the state should not have. Yes, I take into account the Church’s teachings on it, but, perhaps reflexively, I think it’s just a power the state shouldn’t have.

If someone is truly awful, he can stay incarcerated forever. I don’t care. See Sirhan Sirhan. You know, the guy that the Libertarian coming into Trump’s cabinet thinks didn’t kill his father.

Do I care that he’s never going to get out of prison? Nope. Not really.

But news yesterday had two stories that really had me being okay with them being killed.

The first was these two from Georgia. That one conflicts me even more, as they didn’t kill anyone, which is the standard for all executions.

The other was the case of what happened in the NYC Subway. I selected that story because it doesn’t have some of the photos that were on Twi^H^H^HX. Yeah, he can die. I understand I shouldn’t feel that way, but I do.

There was also some stuff last few days about North Korean soldiers being killed in Ukraine. Naturally, the NeoHippie Putin apologists question the numbers, and whether it even happened.

No, it did happen.

And they’re slaves fighting for Putin. They can’t flee without being shot.

Slaves.

Keep that in mine, Auburn.

But I think I’ve poured out enough for now. Time to go enjoy some Christmas cheer.

It Goes Fast

I wrote last week about how busy I was.

Wednesday I attended this:

I showed up just as Matt Welch was delivering his opening.

I was there, and think my opening vote might have timed out…..I said Matt and Nick won after trying to vote undecided at the open.

While I have voted for some Democrats in the past as a statement against a particularly bad Republican, the Democrats have done some absolutely batshiat crazy stuff, really, since about 2005. I put a lot of it on the reax to Katrina. That was a massive failure of local, but especially state government. For every reference to “heckuvah job, Brownie,” there was a spooky silence about Kathleen Blanco.

Things didn’t really start moving there until LTG. Honore showed up.

Sarah mentioned Harry Browne during her open, but Katrina should have driven the point home that government doesn’t work.

Yet that’s the Democrats’ prescription for just about anything.
Health Care
Disaster Relief
Monetary Policy
COVID
You name it.

Another 6K GS-11s will solve it.

And they never do.

Bubuhbut OrangeManBad!!1!

Yep. And I didn’t vote for him. But you all did vote for vaccine mandates, lockdowns, the disastrous Afghanistan withdrawal, the Inflation Reduction Act, a completely open border, continuation of Trump’s tariffs…..

You need something way more compelling to convince me that voting for Biden is a good idea.

This is what I posed on the Substack discussion of it:

Random asides: Substack makes copypasta way difficult…almost as difficult as some of the data protection features I’ve seen recently to stop data spillage. Also, the text-prediction stuff on iOS has gotten pretty damn good; I’m able to type full replies using the predictive e text much of the time on my phone. As with the Crypto scammers I dealt with on WhatsApp, I will get information out. You can’t hide things, no matter how hard you try.

This was the night before the Fami Willis disqualification in Georgia. The two debating the Reason editors-at-large were from The Bulwark, which is something I’ve really not paid much attention to. You don’t like Trump. I get it. I never voted for him, and, in spite of all the things the Democrats did to him, the LP’s basic endorsement, etc., I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

But how does it make you feel?

Ambivalent? Do I hold some hope that Trump/Musk/Vivek will get things trimmed down? Maybe a bit? Am I very confident about it? Nope.

But I do enjoy getting into Reason events. I wish I could have stayed longer, but I had an early morning.

Busy Week

Hi!

Yeah, I’ve been incredibly busy all week. Maybe that really affected my attention, but I generally do feel okay about some of the things I’ve pushed back on with work.

I do think there’s a hard push to do things in the most stupid, expensive ways possible, but there’s not a ton I can do about that.

I still am tempted to stick with the halve-and-grow-back-as-needed approach to just about everything.

That approach has worked for me in so many instances. But, like, the vendor says you need to buy this really expensive stuff!!1! Noted. It’s not your money. You were hired to make things work effectively, and the vendor “requirements” aren’t your requirements. You have to make the product work, not sell hardware or software.

It’s even more of an issue when one vendor is selling both.

But to do proper work requires doing engineering using tried-and-true practices, scream waterfall scream, but it works. Yeah, I know getting someone important to sign off on your engineering work takes time, but you’re spending other people’s money. In the case of tax money, it’s money that’s been I forcibly taken.

Do the right thing. You have to look at yourself in the mirror.

That admonition leads me into the news section of things. Yes, I’ve been paying attention even if I haven’t said a lot…..

The UHC murder case. Lots of speculation from some really terrible people. Oh, it was justified because he’d been denied care by UHC. This is what you get when you’ve got for-profit insurers denying care. Any reasonable person could understand why he did what he did. Except he wasn’t insured by UHC, had been involved with psychotropic drugs, was from an affluent family, and…. Senator Warren, I will continue to ignore you, still, as best as I can. Maybe some Pow Wow Chow can distract me. The Substacker, formerly of The Old Grey Lady, and Space Cowboy Jeff’s tax write-off, I will refrain from raw-dogging anything to do with you.

Daniel Penny was acquitted. I’d just assume avoid NYC until Alvin Bragg is gone. While I hear things that NYC is better than it was last time I was there, they elected these people, and deserve the consequences.

Looks like I am going to go to the final Shmoocon. Never got a response on the sponsorship tickets, btu I’m pretty sure there is one available for me through a friend. If they ever get back to me on the sponsorship, I’ll stick to my promise….and have probably two tickets to move. But I am going. Room booked. It’s earlyish this year, so it’ll be cold. Given some of the past experiences, that seems absolutely appropriate. 2009 was such an odd experience, but it’s something I’ll remember as long as I live. Or was that 2010? I don’t remember. Pretty good con content, and it snowed. Hard. So hard that the atrium between the budlings collapsed. I helped push a DC cop out of a snow bank. I’ve barely spoken to some people with whom I was formerly close because of things that were said over the then-new Twitter. I really can’t see anything I’d written about it back then. Now thinking more about it, it was probably 2010, because I was definitely having issues that’d lead to my MS diagnosis just a few months later.

Drones. I haven’t been outside to glance at the sky in the past few nights. I’m outside most often early in the morning when I’m going to and from the gym. I haven’t seen anything. Obviously, there’s the information coming out of New Jersey, which coincidentally was where War Of The Worlds was set, Governor Hogan up in MDDR, etc.. I don’t know. Well, they ought to be shot down!!1! Um. By whom? And what about damage that happens on the ground because of the downing? I don’t know. I’m not sure that putting anyone in prison would fix it, assuming they’re competent to stand trial. But like the Chinese balloon that was shot down over the Atlantic Ocean after it’d cruised across the US, open up, y’all. But I’m also trying to still work my way though the Star Wars movies simultaneously. Are they like clones?

This morning, saw something that reminded me of the reasons I’m very much down on the reinvented Libertarian Party.

If anyone reading is interested in knowing why this is an antisemitic trope, I’ll assume that you’re savvy enough to STFW, and find out.

And I think I’ve written enough for today. Off to do some of the other things I need to do today.

Give It A Week

Or just a bit more. (Since I finished this year’s compulsive streak.)

Busy week, obviously.

Missed the The Fifth Column thing this morning because I was trying to follow whatever’s going on in Syria.

It’s another example of the right-about-everything-all-the-time crowd missed hard.

Nobody knows exactly what’s going on.

But it’s pretty evident that it’s not because of anything the US did…certainly nothing to benefit the hated Military-Industrial Complex.

Other stuff?

There’s something burbling on the job front I might have to figure out. It’d likely be out of DC or MDDR, which isn’t ideal, but it’d be something different to do for a few years.

I would just assume stay where we are, but a lot of that is going to be dictated by my wife’s work.

And I’m okay with that. It’s cool that she’s probably out-earning me these days. I can be finished, and try to enjoy some of my time to try to relax.

Certainly my parents missed out on that; fourteen years since my dad died today.

Instead of being sad about things, I’m going to go watch football.

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Wrap-Up

So. Year fifteen finished. My medical folks want me to discontinue. That I managed to miss the summer streak is a start. We’ll see on next year.

Last year I used this, largely, as a way to figure out what the hell I was doing for the month. While there’s been some of that this year, I’ve largely been “home.” It’s fine. When I’m here in the Beltway Swamp, I’m largely working myself to death during the week. When I’m gone, it’s somebody else’s problem.

I almost said that I need to get better about letting other people handle things, but that’s not true. I do happily offload things to others. Maybe that’s something cliche to say to fill space? I don’t know.

But I think, physically, I’ve gotten better by just doing some rather basic things. I haven’t missed a planned workout day since I got back from my trip. I plan to continue on the two-days-on-one-off patter through the end of the calendar year. Starting next year, I’ll go to three-on-one-off. The time doesn’t really affect my days all that much if I make sure I do it first thing in the morning.

Do I prefer this lifestyle?

Raincheck on that answer?

It’s about all I can do at this point.

Technological advances have made it possible for me to better-participate in whatever I’m doing despite my vision loss. My intuition about courses of action are still often pretty close. Maybe AI advances will bring that into question, but I think I’m often still pretty close to the mark on most things.

But I also bring a bit of care to the process. Many of the digital assistants are overly-obsequious, then turn to condescension.

I think it’s important to remember that the person who formed babbies with Bill Gates is the one who gave us Clippy.

So another year. Maybe I’ll get to the last Shmoocon. I guess we’ll see.

Am i satisfied with what I’ve done here this year? I was going to say, “maybe,” but I think “indifferent” might be a better description.

Should I feel accomplished in doing fifteen straight years?

Um.

It’s Always Something New, More Direr Than Before

I listened to David Harsanyi’s new book over the past few days. Please excuse the link to Space Cowboy Jeff’s site to order, but anything works. (If you can find it somewhere else, I would you mildly encourage you to buy it that way….)

It’s a good necessitation of some of the absolutely batshit crazy things that have happened over the past decade or so. It leads to things like the video I put in here a couple of weeks ago.

So many things are getting better in the world. There’s not going to be a mass-extinctions event that we can do anything about. Unless it comes from the State. They’re really good about killing people and destroying things.

Listening, I’m reminded of something I bought bout twenty-five years ago. Apocalypse Pretty Soon. I think I heard the author on with Art Bell, if that tells you anything.

Are things better than they were back then?

Yes.

Thangs Get Better.

I actually did email my bosses this morning requesting time off so I can make one of my trips to the Gulf Coast to visit my mom in the Spring.

I can get around down there without too much trouble, now, with things like ride-sharing applications. I can get whatever I need quickly either with Space Cowboy Jeff’s delivery, or via one of the myriad other delivery services.

I can remember wondering if I’d have enough basic necessities back then to get through a weekend.

I can recall not too long ago when I forgot the medication that helps me walk. When I got to Biloxi after the ride on The Crescent, my meds arrived at the hotel the next day.

That reminds me that today’s the day I need to take my current DMT (Disease Modifying Therapy). I’m on KEYsimpta, which I only have to take once a month.

Imagine that. In the almost fifteen years since my diagnosis, I’ve gone from taking shots multiple times per week to a daily pill, to periodic infusions to a shot once per month.

Thangs Get Better.

And I’m still able to sort of function in society. Sorry, it’s going to take a lot more than that to scare me.

But if you feel like I need to be compelled, fine. State that loudly. And don’t try to hide what you’ve done, and the consequences that come from your actions.

No, Commissioner Walz, an anonymous reporting line doesn’t make the people calling it any less loathsome.

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Thanksgiving Recap

This was prompt was really out of dread for arrival of still-despondent family members. Concern about bad weather cancelled the trip.

We’d already procured supplies for dinner for a party much bigger than we actually had.

It was very good. We’ve got leftovers probably for a while. Likely due to the missed-guests’ preference, we only had a breast.

Watching the NFL players eagerly devour turkey legs after their games yesterday left me….wanting?

Some back-and-forth with my eldest friend about how maybe there’s been some advance in food packaging. I’d ordered this for lunch one day last week. The soup came in a vacuum-sealed single-use container. Just peel the top, heat, and eat. (Two cycles of the “beverage” button on my microwave worked very well…)

Football was okay. I’m maybe looking forward, more, to tonight’s game. Tonight’s matchup is two AFC teams. Doesn’t quite make up for the very NFC-heavy daytime schedule yesterday, but at least there’s something a little different.

The NFL rules haven’t changed nearly as much as baseball’s have, and I’m appreciative of that.

*wanders off to see if the National League has fully-implemented the Designated Hitter*

Yep. But they’ve also got the weird new batting helmets, too.

Leftovers today. A local restaurant for “Small Business Saturday” tomorrow.

That we have less leftover turkey means that my wife won’t be making her Turkey Tikka Masala, which is something we stumbled into a few Thanksgivings ago.

Accidentally used vanilla yogurt, but it actually worked very well.

Maybe it’ll be something for Christmas.

Today’s TGIF was pretty good, too.

I might just have a gift subscription to TheFP left if you email me

One more day. But there’s shopping to be done. I should probably get a shower first.

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Thanksgiving Football

What do we have today….?

Bears at lions

Giants at Cowboys

Dolphins at Green Bay

Since the Cowboys now play inside, time to check the forecast for Green Bay.

No precip, but cold and a bit windy.

I admit a bit of nostalgia to old time outdoor football, but it’s probably gone forever.

I wonder if we went to a RedskinsCommanders game we’d really be expected to stand for most of the game.

The Pittsburgh at Cleveland game a couple of weeks ago was wonderful.

Football. Outside in the Snow is a hell of a lot of fun.

It’s also fun to sit inside and watch professional atheletes toil in the weather for our entertainment.

In spite of the scourge of climate change, I think there probably will again be something like The Freezer Bowl sometime in the future.

I’ll be drinking coffee watching from warmth purchasing products advertised during the game.

I’m thankful for that.

But now I’m going to relocate to the couch for much of the rest of the day.

In the unlikely event that anyone reads this today, Happy Thanksgiving to you.

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How are you similar or different from the person you were 5 years ago? 10 years ago? 20 years ago?

Five years ago? Well, it’s still up. I was obviously getting very concerned about some of what I saw going on with things like Facebook at the time. I wish I could have known more about

I’m trying to remember exactly what the impetus was for me trying to get away from the Ginger Drop-out’s stuff back then, but I’d need to read more to figure it out. Obviously, things would go into overdrive in 2020. I did appreciate that whatever efforts I’d taken back then would pay dividends pretty soon thereafter.

Still, I think I showed that, yes, you can say, “see ya.”

The technologies behind the Internet aren’t locked in to one company’s wares.

All that can be done is passing laws to try to “fix” that.

So, your solution is to throw people in prison.

There’s just no nice to reframe that into something polite.

If you ever say “there should be a law,” you’re saying “I feel so strongly about this that I’m willing to have you killed to get you to behave the way I want.”

Ten Years ago?

It’s here. I think, probably, this would have been just as I was in the early throws of the thing I’d taken because we were running out of money.

As far as I know, that place is probably still operating. But I was very much not in my element. That was reconfirmed yesterday when I was doing similar work. Windows was, and still is, a nightmare.

But i’d gotten hired as the junior admin there, and I was doing it really to just pay the bills. The company I was with didn’t offer any benefits accepted by providers in Tidewater.

I’d bought a private plan from one of the providers down there that was one of the large providers. It was expensive, but we didn’t have a ton of expenses with my wife in college.

The wonderful exchange plan we would have for the next year was the thing that really sent me into a spiral.

Again, I got promoted on-the-spot into the role of the senior admin because they couldn’t do an in-place capture of the previous admin.

i tried, but I was being directed to do things from 1999. In 2014.

No, we shouldn’t be doing this. You should never say that to someone who views himself as a subject matter expert on things he clearly doesn’t understand at all.

Twenty years ago? I went back and looked at stuff around then. There was an entry about someone in whom I was interested. I really have no idea who that was, actually. Not even a suspicion.

The next one was me congratulating myself from what I did on the Thanksgiving turkey.

I think I did it on a grill. It may have been my first attempt at using an injector of some sort.

I think my dad was in Iraq that year, so I was cooking for my mom, my brother, and his wife at the time. It worked, I guess, but I didn’t write down what I did. I am an idea — I think it probably involved a glaze and injection that resembled a whisky sour.

So, that’s some quick recaps

For the future, who knows? Obviously, I had some major setbacks in the middle of that period.

The samples from the prompt are largely related to the problems I’ve had related to my health in the past fifteen years.

Should I have done anything differently? Yep.

But I did find someone I love, something you couldn’t have told me I’d do twenty years ago.