March 8, 2026

Yesteryear
One year ago today: March 8, 2025, Palm City, FL.
Five years ago today: March 8, 2021, no big discoveries.
Nine years ago today: March 8, 2017, a pilot light.
Random years ago today: March 8, 2001, studying tax law.

           Alert, today has some hospital talk and pics. Skip what you don’t like. So much for having nothing to hide, GenX. I saw this one coming years ago and have two bank accounts which I move some money between each month for no particular reason. It establishes a long-term record of steady deposits. Sure enough, rentals now have a right to go into your bank account and check that you deposit three times the amount of your rent, and the banks are only too glad to hand them this information. After talking with the Reb, I have doubled the amount of the monthly transfer.

           I don’t think anyone in their right mind would have agreed to let strangers access their bank account, but like I warned twenty years ago, this “computer generation” set themselves up for this. This was a bad day, healthwise, though with a small uptick. I awoke tired, but it is now more confined to the chest area. The weakness slows everything, but my limbs no longer feel it directly. I did some shopping, including a lot of ice cream. And made it home moments before a tropical downpour.

           Five minutes later. There you have it. Like a shock wave, I’m back where I was a week ago. Exhausted, barely a able to walk. I’m home in the easy chair, and knowing these feeling well by now, I’m out for the rest of the day. That is how this works and it is an especially cruel ordeal for me. A full reversion, appetite gone, can’t focus, feel like shit. Trust me, I’m avoiding hospital pictures, but here is a system I devised to counter the drainage on my right leg.

           The hospital just covered it, but the bandage gets saturated quickly, make this a never ending process. Here, the gauze acts as a wick. As the fluid travels down by gravity and capillary force, the fluid is completely evaporated before it reaches the bottom. This is not frivolous as without such a system, there is enough wet to cause a patch on my clothes. By far, this is the worst medical recovery of my life. The average male lives to 76. For me, that will soon be just around the corner.
           What about the other picture? That came out later. It was a surprise to see a Dollar Store bubble level on the wall. I did not see it while I was there or I might have found a use for it.

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           Rarely have I spent such time just sitting, so I thought to watch the 2013 Disney flop “Loan Ranger.” Except, they still want money for it. I kept digging and am watching a pirated copy. Pretty crappy so far, not much better than the hospital connection. You know that big tray of electronics parts that I’ve wanted to sort through for years? I may do that. Stumbling around and hour ago, I knocked it over.

           I have quite the collection of parts that never got used. Over time, they got shelved here and there. No that my enforced idleness could use them, I don’t know where everything is. I trapped myself there. Here is part of the pile, I know there are valuable diodes. Of course, it fell on the colorful carpet to make the smaller pieced even harder to locate.
           Vacuum tubes. The critters knocked over a few of the boxes while I was gone. That’s a chore soon. The white flecks in the photo are deteriorated plastic pouches that Radio Shack parts used to sell in. Yep, one of the things that sold me on this cabin was the location of a Radio Shack just over in Bartow. It closed shop the month after I moved.

           And if you are new here and wonder why I would pirate content? That is a long story, but consider the following:

a) the Internet was designed for the free spread of information
b) the Internet was supposed to lower prices
c) if you don’t want it copied, don’t make it copy-able
d) devise a payment method that does not intrude on privacy

           And, of course, there is the totally false concept in some people’s mind that those who watch something for free would otherwise go out and buy the media at full retail price. So far, the movie sucks so bad they should pay me to look at it.

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