Once a legitimate blog. Now just a collection of memes 'n menz.
Since I was a nerdy 12-year old just venturing into amateur astronomy (and having just read Isaac Asimov's Nightfall—great short story, horrible movie) I've wondered what the night sky of a planet inside a globular cluster would look like. Glad to have found this picture, as it seems I wasn't the only one who'd been wondering.
Truth be told, this actually brought a tear to my eye.
The Trump campaign seriously just issued a cease and desist for this ad so I'm doing my part and sharing it as widely as humanly possible.pic.twitter.com/2Tbu6MFqtp
— Fred Guttenberg (@fred_guttenberg) March 26, 2020
Am I the only one who feels like the last two weeks—and this week in particular—have been the longest year in memory? I think I've finally figured out why, and it's not just the stress.
Our daily routines, our "loops" or "narratives" in Westworld parlance, have been disrupted. We are so used to going through life primarily on autopilot, that these past couple weeks have forced us to adopt new routines. This causes our perception of the passage of time to slow since we now have to examine and process pretty much every. single. thing that we come across.
It will be interesting to see if our perception returns to "normal" the longer we're all forced into these new routines.
In the rush to return to normal, use this time to consider what parts of normal are worth rushing back to." ~ Dave Hollis
We were both suffering a bit of cabin fever yesterday, so I suggested to Ben that after dinner we take a drive. Not actually go anywhere, but just take Rabbit out for a run (since the most I've done with the car has been a week's worth of seven mile round trip commutes, a few trips to Target, and my daily runs to Starbucks, which is about five minutes from the house).
Neither Ben or I had been on the new 202 freeway, so we decided to check it out.
Traffic was light. I'd compare it to a Sunday night on a -day holiday weekend when everyone's out of town. We ended up doing a loop through the southeast valley and then headed home.
It was a much needed escape.
Not yet, but Italy, hold our beer…
Are you frightened enough yet to continue social distancing?
Yep. If you're still stuck indoors in 3 months, blame those idiots on the beach in CA and so many others like them.
P.S. Don't believe a THING that orange shitstain in the White House says.
"I cannot remember a time when the world saw the United States this unsteady, adrift, corrupt, or incompetent." ~ Dan Rahter, 3/21/20
I think everything is finally catching up with me. In a deep funk tonight. I thought I was doing a pretty good job of keeping everything in check, but when we made a brief run to Target this morning it all started falling apart. Whereas a week ago, with the exception of the paper products aisle and anything disinfectant-related being sold out, pretty much everything else was the same as always. There were fresh veggies, meat, frozen items, and ready-to-eat products in quantity. Not so today. It was as if a swarm of locusts moved through the store. And it still makes absolutely no sense to me at the items that are sold out. We were able to get the items we needed, but it was just…sad.
So then we came home to another rambling bather-fest by the orange menace in the White House. When are these news organizations just going to stop broadcasting his every dim-witted word salad? We need leadership, not bullshit.
And it doesn't help that AutoNation is still dicking around with my financing. I was told a week ago the loan had been approved by Belco Credit Union and I'd shortly be getting a welcome call from them. Lies. AutoNation's finance guy called this morning asking me to send them proof of employment because Belco was asking for it—even though I'd sent this to my salesman earlier in the week when he requested it. I swear one hand doesn't know what the other is doing at that place.
Frankly, I don't mind being cooped up in the house. Truth be told I was looking forward to this scenario as my retirement. You know, not having to go out and deal with people on a daily basis. The dogs obviously love it, even if they seem a bit confused why Ben and I are home all day. And they're certainly enjoying their evening walks (because neither Ben or I are used to just sitting at a desk all day; even I am used to walking to and from the parking garage, walking across the building to hit the restroom, and going to lunch).
So that's where we stand at the moment. I'm in a deep Sunday evening funk (deeper than my usual Sunday evening funk). I know there's a light at the end of this tunnel, but no one can see it yet, and the Federal Government is doing nothing to install confidence that they even know what they're doing. Thankfully local and state governments seem to be stepping up as best they can.
So how are y'all doing? Leave a comment below…
What now?!
Honestly, nothing would surprise me at this point.
