One year ago today: June 23, 2024, make friends first.
Five years ago today: June 23, 2020, 1 switch, 6 hours.
Nine years ago today: June 23, 2016, what a grumpy day that was.
Random years ago today: June 23, 2008, prying up tiles, sigh.
Argh, millennialized again first thing this morning. It’s the daily progress report for the clinic. It is widely known all major printer brands know in advance which print jobs are time critical and jam solidly. Today, it was Win 11. Somehow the text command bar has disappeared and I’ve been using the icons. You hit print, nothing happens. You hit print again, nothing. After another five minutes, you try again. Nothing. So you unplug the printer, power it up, and it prints all three copies. Once more, it is not the fact these things happen, but the fact there are still enough assholes over at MicroSoft that they even still can.
It is a hearty bowl of battered shrimp in a tangy sauce (Bangkok?) on a bed of lettuce. With the complementary bread and herbed oil dip, this was right-sized for me. The only downside is the doc said no coffee for six hours. The sauce looks like that pale pink-orange wing dip, but is not fiery. In fact, it is an expert blend of the “four seasons” prominent in classical Chinese cooking, but yet is not an oriental dish. Somebody studied the flavor balance and this is a winner, the menu states it is original and exclusive. Around $15 and you should try it.
The clinic has a review sheet they ask patients to list any side effects. Not having time, I just printed up a copy of my own files. It would seem the doctors over there (all in their 30s) found the reports very thorough and impressive. They contained all side effects, including my appetite changes, sleeplessness, description of work tasks, descriptions of returning flexibility and strength, ratings of the any pain, what caused it, which actions eased it, and a stopwatch accurate timing of how long each phase took.
Sure, I would like to think my years of writing experience were the cause, but I know how lousy others are at giving adequate feedback. Maybe they were just impressed that they got enough information to go on. The injections this time were higher up the spine, around mid-way and send a mild zap down the leg on the same side, just for a microsecond. It is definitely making contact there.
The treatment left a hot but not burning sensation all around the site. The dull pain is really unpleasant despite the ether spray or liquid they squirt on with an ice-cold bite. This time I felt the treatment and asked for extra time in the recovery area to wait for the inflamed feeling to abate. The aide mentioned as soon as he got his e-box home, his wife expropriated it. I had tried to warn him, ha-ha. The guy doesn’t get many in there like me, so were talking everything from lottery scams to why the D chord related to C scale is really diminished and a minor, etc.
This all this must have startled the lady over watching TV as she became totally intrigued by even this level of chat, asking if she could write down salient points. I’m as bass player, I’m used to meeting people who have not heard an intelligent discourse in twenty years. At discharge time I asked to stay another twenty minutes after they wheeled her out. No taking chances she’d be lurking in the parking lot. Was she after me or the aide? You decide, the aide is this black married dude who operates the company wheelchairs.
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On the way home, I stopped at the post office and thought to check the local Ace hardware that seems the oldest business on the street. It probably is because they had all the stock I was looking for in one location. I spent my last $25 on hardware. Their pricing system is right up to date, even the single brass finishing screws have price stickers with 3D codes. And 35 cents each, ouch. But we all knew this pricing was on the way the day I saw the first shrink-wrapped potato at Publix. Hinges and hasps have become too expensive, I will look for alternatives in Tennessee where there are more hobby and jewelry box outlets.
Wrong, they are a tax added onto the price of Chinese goods entering the USA. You pay them, every cent, and get to listen to the cheering of morons who think they are “punishing” China as US politicians bask in that illusion. What’s more, tariffs are not general revenue, that is, they do not benefit the taxpayer. There has been no lowering or elimination of income tax (as much talked about), rather tariffs are used to pay civil servant salaries, another item that was not lowered or eliminated as promised.
This picture’s not clear. . The top panel shows a sharpened bicycle spoke (from the original eBike) that is repurposed as a marking tool to put a dimple where the hinge pilot holes are drilled. The bottom panel shows another spoke lightly nailed through the lid of a box to hold it in place while the hardware is positioned. Each pilot hole is through a dark aread of wood that is plugged with a toothpick later. The toothpicks later break off and sand easily, and take to color and most of you know there is no shortage of toothpicks around here.
I have repurposed the ‘failed’ box you can barely see in the bottom panel for holding all this expensive metal. Unless I find a source, what’s available at Dollar Tree gets first pick and they do not sell what I need. Here is a better view below of a spoke holding a lid.
Since you know how I love comparison of my days to those of sofa spuds, shall we look at any changes at the old club? Cathy, whom I admire and mostly like, took the week’s local business and changed it to weekend party business and did so successfully. Over time, Wilford and I have talked about what could be done to restore weekdays—did I just mention I was the only customer tonight? Anyway, many options from bingo to country music have been tossed around. It seems they will try one of the proposals. And only three years after we done said.
There is a new poster (sign) below the wall clock saying this Wednesday there will be line dancing. If as little planning went into this as the Tuesday Jams, it will flop. It takes months and beginner’s lessons to build a clientele and it is mostly ladies doing the moves. Disappoint them and kiss your own goodies off goodbye. Ha, you think I don’t know this dance business!
The sign made no mention of teaching, so whatever they are up to is a local surprise. Don’t get me wrong, Cathy is behind this but she has the Vegas perspective. Now I absolutely must go see what gives, so hold my beer. (Um, my instinct says this is some knee-jerk reaction to restore the lost weekday business which is finally being addressed at a shallow level. Will there be enough people. there on Wednesday to form a line?)
ADDENDUM
Politics. It’s generally agreed Arab (or Arab-like) nations who have vowed to use them for religious-expansion purposes will not be allowed to possess nuclear weapons. Some point out that India and Pakistan have not used them, but that is called checks and balances. They both live next door to equally primitive tribes of ungodly fanatics. Yes, Trump bombed the Iranian bunkers, but he also told Israel to order their pilots back home as in right now.
