One year ago today: January 7, 2025, I love that heater.
Five years ago today: January 7, 2021, a coward.
Nine years ago today: January 7, 2017, Russian interference, my eye!
Random years ago today: January 7, 2007, remember Limewire?
A few lucky people in S. Miami received some boxes today. Alas, Agt. M wasn’t home so his are gone. My appointments are usually around noon so there’s time to visit. Just before I left y’day a big tube order came in. That paid for JZ and I carousing last evening and some shopping today. Silver momentarily hit a record high of $83.27. We talked all morning about real estate the the reality is he does not have the credit history to actually buy anything.
The lack of findings means whatever ails me is new. They want me to see a neurologist. I’ve been mildly unsteady since 2003 so I don’t sense anything new, it’s my ability to play bass I’m protecting here. I have gained 11 pounds since December 3, 2025.
What’s this, an ICE protester shot? Well, they have been agitating for a George Flloyd moment for some time now. This one could backfire and could be the truism that you don’t have to kill them all. Just enough to panic the others. The net is already alive with questions why she was not at home looking after her children. I’ll wait this one out. I had enough vacuum tube cash left to stop at that market on Griffin, here’s the tractor they have on display. Talk about the future of prices. Bag of potato chips, $9, Cuban coffee, $5. Medio-noche (sandwich), $14. Miami prices take just under three years to spread over Florida.
I knew the era of “affordability” in South Florida was over. Prices have tripled and people’s income hasn’t. I grabbed that sandwich and coffee, cost me $20. But it got me back on the road, I could not wait to get home. I worked a lot of years to get that, a place I prefer to be. It was elusive, as long as you rent there is always a nagging doubt things could go wrong. Here is where the coffee is, the work shed, the feisty raccoon, and precious privacy. I recognize the same restlessness in others as when I had no solid framework.
It isn’t an easy leap, buying something like this cabin. I had to also “buy” the infrastructure to maintain it no matter what. And if the truth were known, that cost me ten times as much as the cabin. JZ still thinks I got lucky finding this place. Lucky after five years of expensive searching 509 locations. If I consider 2013 to 2016 as years I spent money on little else than looking, the budget total for that period was around $106,000. Well there you go. JZ has four times the cash and resources that I do, but he cannot buy a trailer because not one penny of it is infrastructure. (He knows this and knows he is too old to learn the ropes.)
Rumors. One says that Trump mentioned banning institutional home buying, causing Blackrock to plunge $18 billion today. Silver peaked at $81.33, from my limited viewpoint, that means the banks have to fight. It's admittedly just a hunch, but I like to see a large gap, say more than $5, between bid and ask. The banks act on Singapore time, so will they hammer it down below $47 by tomorrow? I'm watching.
Wales.
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I stopped to see Fred, the drove the high speed route home, stopping only at Clewiston library for an hour. A noting down with a great library. Ice cold water fountains, but no books on electronics. I read up on pioneer crafts and Florida west coast marches. There was a 35-kidlet coloring contest going on when I entered, the noise was terrific. But my own childhood ability to tune out served me well. I should not have been so tired. I spent the last of the vacuum tube money on fudge for Alaine and a bottle of pie juice. What?
Getting back into Mulberry after dark, I saw the old club empty again, so stopped in to see Wilford. He is the only person I ever phoned in Florida who answered the call in library. This is a matter of some social standing, for example the Reb finds it “stately” that of all her thousands of acquaintance, I am the only one she has ever found I such a place. And it was in a library she first ever told me she loved me.
Wilford says the trick is mix the pie with an electric blender. I don’t own one. If I didn’t say, Emily has not been around for a year. Wilford introduced her to his buddy and they got married, what a cupid. I always liked that sharp gal, but I arrived forty years too late.
ADDENDUM
Today the US did something I’ve been advocating since the 70s. Get out of organizations that use my tax dollars to undermine US policy while spending US dollars. Here is the list. Boring, but a pure pleasure to read, especially all the crap like UN Oceans and UN Water.
