Birth Day?  Worst Day

Wonder if Methuselah celebrated his 969th birthday. Probably not.  I’m early on the downslope and already entirely over it.  But then again my birthday has always sucked. A sign, prr’aps? Most years Half doesn’t even remember the day … although if I were to forget Half’s birthday the heavens would fall, water would cease to …

Not Planning for the Future Doesn’t Guarantee There Won’t Be One

Have to admit:  never thought I’d make it to this age. Lived pretty reckless as a “yout.”  Live fast, die young, not sure how good-looking the corpse would have been but death is indiscriminate.  Bloated, black, and gassy all. Never thought I’d have kids (a kid) either, so there’s that. And one thing children give …

The Idiocy of Instagram, the Foolishness of Facebook, and the Execrable Existence of X

Recently, Half was, not shrilling at me, exactly, but there was definitely a tone. See, I refused to speak to the remote to find something, somewhere, on the TV, and Half got … exasperated. Told me it was time to get with the times. AI and the robot overlords make everything easier, no pressing buttons, …

Asphyxiated Pig

How nice.  The Tubes of You are actually good for something other than spice kings and fails. Mentioned (several times now) that food duty is my duty, along with other household stuff.  Half does Half’s part, but since I’m WFH, get treating like SAHM.  So! Half and theKid didn’t grumble, exactly, but there were comments …

Ignorance is This

Read somewhere (or maybe I’m making it up) that being beholden to the numbers on the scale is detrimental to weight loss. So … rather not know.  Might check every six months or so, but make no promises / tell no lies. Instead, just working on being consistent … the MaxiClimber and I are getting …