May 21, 2025

Yesteryear
One year ago today: May 21, 2024, sting his arse.
Five years ago today: May 21, 2020, Google wimp-flags this post.
Nine years ago today: May 21, 2016, WIP
Random years ago today: May 21, 2013, a side-car trip.

           This was not my best day, but it is sprinkled with some good news. I was to the back doctor and it seems the back pain isn’t the cracked disk, which has healed. All reflexes and motor skills okay, they are sending me to therapy and want me to wear a back support. Which they sold me for $488. Ouch, but it seems to work. That’s 28x more [expensive] than the one I got from Harbor Frieght, but yes, it is more comfortable, easier to don, and gives instant relief. They also handed me a prescription to use as needed. Will I be able to walk the dog again? Who knows?

           It was a harrowing day to Miami and back, the kind that makes me glad I keep the vehicle A/Cs in perfect tune. Although I need a follow up MRI (about the 15th I’ve had so far) the conclusion that the hairline fracture in one of my disks has healed. The pain years later is, they say, a normal accumulation of age-related factors like arthritis. I forgot my requested copy of the X-rays, but I saw the white “outline” on the bones. This is unrelated to the fall but I feel that must have contributed because that’s where the pain first appeared.

           Miami is gone. I was the only White guy in any of the waiting rooms or pharmacy lines today. It’s White flight for sure, and what is left behind is not looking all that great. Florida is a wealthy state, but this decline has taken a permanent toll. Miami is now what New Orleans was in 1985. White-owned and black-operated.
           And another truism was confirmed. From here to Miami takes four hours, to drive back takes only three. It’s not the roadways as much as the system. Today I was stopped by four unannounced detours or repair crews. Then a truck blocking the entire road to deliver a massive concrete electric pole, and a GPS that sent me to the wrong parking lot. But I’m home now, drinking coffee, and wondering what all hit me today.
           As usual, everybody on the road who drives faster than me is a reckless lunatic, and those who drive slower are annoying cowards.

           Trump does it again. He plays a video of the White genocide in S. Africa while their top officials are in the room. All they can to is stutter they have not see anything and don’t know where the photos came from, thus making complete fools of themselves. There is now public pressure to cut off foreign aid to their regime. But the fun part is Trump holding pictures that infuriate the Media Machine who are incensed that two can play the “anonymous source” game. Trump has now gained the confidence and support to throw the media’s own tactics right back in their face.
           He can now call out individual bad reporters, refusing to take their questions, and possibly having the bad apples removed from the room. I have not seen that, but I’d like to. One thing SpaceX has accomplished is lowering prices. Down from NASA’s $10,000 per kilogram to $2,000. This has industry interested and in front with that are drug companies. I don’t know the physics, but growing pure crystals could pay off. They are able to deliver cancer medicines to cancer sites in the body with precision.
           TWhat we need is A.I. to invent cubes of solid hydrogen at room temperature. Like charcoal briquettes.

Picture of the day.
Filo del Sol
(Six mile long copper vein discovery.)
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           I’ve no travel news of note, but here is an amusing application of the Arduino. It is a Halloween toy. If you’ve followed along, you can spot it is a small pneumatic, a fog machine, and an electric eye sensor. I was seeking a schematic for an Arduino device to test the actual real power left in a battery, a far more complicated undertaking than expected. And there are units on the market for $40 that are more reliable. The battery must be tested under load, which is a nasty process.

           I was surprised to hear NPR on the radio, still spouting their ant-Trump views. Weren’t they cut off? It was great entertainment on the drive home, mind you. You hear all these left-wingers who constantly deride Trump but even adopt some of his policies. Gutfeld rightfulyl points out that Trump supporters often disagree and support him anyway. But the Democrat supporters try to pretend they are neutral, which is bone-head ridiculous since they smack of fanaticism.


           Immediate side effect of this new prescription is listlessness, which I know when I get it. Not lack of motivation, that is separate for me. This is a new reaction, also, right after you take the pill, food tastes bland for about a half hour, which you spot because the pill must be taken with food, and of course you eat the other half of the chicken breast.
           A few more chapters of the treasure audiobook reveal it to be mostly soft-porn. By half-way (disk 5) around 40% of the story is the two thirty-somethings pretending they are teens again. I repeat, it is interesting in one aspect. There appear to be two writers of the love-making scripts. One woman and one man, the amusement is a very accurate presentation of how mildly-intelligent people view fantasies which are plainly in contrast to the way they normally have sex. Does that make sense? I have never yet had to do half the things they say to make sex interesting. To me, it just plain already is and the nicer the lady, the better. I’m saying I think kinky refers to the people, not the activity.

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