Sad, but the calls weren’t obviously wrong.
18.01.2026 01:20
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Sad, but the calls weren’t obviously wrong.
Later today, I’m having surgery to have a cancerous kidney removed. Talk to y’all on the other side!
Kidney Cancer, at least one Gall stone, and a very sore mouth from oral surgery.
I’m feeling very sorry for myself right now.
April 1st.
Up for trade is an 1842 2 Reale Mexico First Republic Coin. Legal Tender in the US until 1857. Will trade for professional barbering services.
I wonder why @melbournepollen.bsky.social is following me.
A year ago today, Deb returned home from a rehab hospital, following an ER and ICU visit requiring a respirator. It would be her last hospital stay.
The next few weeks were good ones until her body decided to betray her one last time.
Rage, rage, against the dying of the light.
Today was not the right day to click on Facebook Memories.
I’m not sure which particular bit of acting out by the Liar-in-chief you are thinking about, but even the WSJ called out the claim of DEI responsibility and called his tariffs “The Dumbest Tradewar in History.”
I have a friend in Cheeses.
That was the top bracket, true, but few people actually paid it. There were so many loopholes, tax shelters, and deductions available that with only a little effort, the wealthy could convert ordinary income into capital gains.
"If we let it, memory can make shadows of the now, as nothing can match the buttressed legend of our past."
"Those memories aren't alive. You are."
-- Brandon Sanderson
These days, I always have to take a deep breath before clicking on Facebook memories. This week has been especially rough that way.
1. A 25 billion dollar bill from Zimbabwe
2. An iPhone
3. Prescription Sunglasses
4. An AARP card
5. One of three Swiss Army Knives
I had to reset the time on 14 devices this morning, and every one of them still reads "too late."
Love if you can, cry when you have to is fine advice. But it’s really hard to accept that there’s a plan to be part of.
I never expected a Kermit and Deborah Harry duet of “The Rainbow Connection” to trigger eye leakage, but the Kleenex box tells the story.
For sufficiently "until regime change" values of final.
4 months.
Bad day. It didn't help that I clicked on Facebook Memories.
This is what I used to call a honeydew weekend, but I’m missing a honey. A lot. So instead, I’m spending it with my Auntie Social. The bitch hasn’t changed much over the years.
Vincent Villafranca
Deb’s cremation urn
I had forgotten how much I dislike cooking just for myself.
First weekend alone since Deb passed away. Clothes donated, workout done, cat petted, chores underway. Need a break to stop leaking.
Deb, so sorry you missed this.
This one hurts:
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But we sure had a good time when we started way back when. Morning walks and bedroom talks oh how I loved you then.
(Silence)