March 21, 2026

Yesteryear
One year ago today: March 21, 2025, WIP
Five years ago today: March 21, 2021, WIP
Nine years ago today: March 21, 2017, WIP
Random years ago today: March 21, xxxx, WIP

           A bleak and dreary day of waiting. I’m saturated with Arduino so it is me and that executive TV, nothing else. By 6:30AM, I’m already bored. The commercials are a barometer of appeal to the stupid. Who takes vaccine drugs with listed side-effects like suicidal thoughts and violent nosebleeds? Who dates women on anti-depressants? And somebody could tell these GenXers that seasons are not new. Leaves go yellow, grass grows, and waves erode the shoreline. Oh, and whales migrate, another fact millennials think is the latest in scientific discovery.

           I set a record here of 20 Sudoku puzzles, more than the rest of the institution combined, me thinks. No news allowed except anti-Trump rhetoric. Like, I’m supposed to feel sorry when judges who injunct the President get doxxed or threatened? There is some reason, after the Supreme Court ruling, that Trump just doesn’t have all the leftist judges arrested as they are plainly not acting unbiased as is required.

           Here is a sad clip of my stunt double that tells the mood of what the days around here have become. Only 50% of the lab cultures are returned, enough to know it is a bacterial infection. They need another 48 hours to target the correct antibiotic. So we wait. The room is great, real metal cutlery, though the meals spaced at 8, 12, and 4 don’t really give you time to get hungry in between.
           I located a Denzel movie, “Equalizer 2” and skipped the morning.

Picture of the day.
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           How boring is this place? I found documentary on photo-plankton. Photo as in light beams as they synthesize something like 2/3 of the Earth’s oxygen. But that is about all they do, their life cycles are like a mini-Miami. Eat, sleep, reproduce. That’s it, so boring, I watched an hour’s footage on single-celled organisms, duh.

           An emerging problem is soreness, this being my fourth day of inactivity due to hoses and mid-lines. To be on the safe side they have been dripping me broad-spectrum IV antibiotics. Two types, both are slightly acidic and my veins are not. They remove the mid-lines due to real pain but they’ll soon want another.

           I was visited by 7 or 8 doctors this afternoon. Asking questions right as the anti-biotics caused me drowsiness and pronounced fatigue. Just quick interviews, but I conclude they are being very careful about something. I had two twenty-minute sneezing fits during those hours and my skin turned very dry.
           The high point of the day was desert. When they run out of what you ordered, the substitutes can be a surprise. These are my coveted Lorna Doone shortbreads. With a shot of milk. Other than watching more cop movies and designing a small sonar device on paper, it was just me and a lot of commercials about how credit cards could take us all to a better place.

Last Laugh

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