Film editor, audio engineer, and general technologist, but mostly now I'm a full-time Alzheimer's caregiver, documenting my mom's decline as she fully loses her mind and mine gets really cracked in the process.
I'm gonna need photographic confirmation that Trump has a chuck missing out of his ear and not a small clean cut like from a palmed razor blade, WWE style. Might explain how badly the SS failed, if they were putting on a scripted stunt show. Just saying, Trump is desperate & nothing is beneath him.
I remember when Reagan was shot, I was in 6th grade. I was absolutely confused. Somebody walked past our class walking down the hall and said, "Reagan got shot!" My brain went to Regan Pyatt, one of my classmates. It took me a while to realize the disconnect.
As a Texan, hearing "We need to lower the temperature" every 5 minutes on the news right now just feels like they're mocking our regularly scheduled Texas heat wave. Come up with another phrase!
I think one lesson to learn from Texas right now is that as storms get worse and worse, storm repairs will take longer and longer to repair as we have overlapping disasters. Dallas is still covered in storm debris mounds as tall as houses, while Houstonians sit in the dark from Beryl.
I nearly got taken down by Al Gore's SS detail because I aggressively reached for a Sharpie in my pocket at an event in New Jersey. I was suddenly aware of several heads whipping around in my direction. I slowly lifted out the pen with 2 fingers.
Working my way through the last season of Lexx. I remember it being weird, but this is even weirder than I remember. I was just thinking that this isn't a show to watch sober, which probably explains why I don't remember it being so weird.
I met Shannen Doherty in NY at Fashion Week. All the cameras backstage at the fashion show were on Kristen Bell when Shannen came through the door, and suddenly all the cameras broke up with Bell and flocked to her like a swarm of bees. Kristen was like, "Oh. Ok. I guess I'll go over here then."
That shooting is gonna cost the RNC money. They won't be doing any more outdoor rallies, I'd imagine, which means they'll have to use all those indoor venues that they still owe money to from 8 years ago!
Now they're playing Josie and the Pussycats. I never liked that show. I felt like it was a bunch of recycled parts, even as a kid. The cat has Mugsley's laugh. Fred and Shaggy from Scooby were the guys. It just didn't feel like the parts fit together.
Just saw that we lost Dr Ruth. She made it to 96. Impressive. I always think of donuts when her name pops up in my head. If you don't know why, you don't know Dr Ruth's work.
Bug zapper had a nice haul last night. I wish I could hear it going off from my bed, because those pops really do improve my mood in some macabre schadenfreude way. I get pleasure from mosquito WMD testing.
Hoowee! Got a real bug zapper in the kitchen to get these fruit flies under control. Looks like it's so hot outside, they're all coming indoors. This thing sounds like a home run when it goes off, and they cracked the bat. It's LOUD!
Is there a way to tell BSKY that I don't get any value out of messages that aren't in English. I probably know 10 words of German, have no idea how Kanji even works, and a smattering of French, but keep getting fed stuff I don't understand.
I may have gone a little heavy on the chili powder, on account of me thinking the spice bottle was a one that sprinkled instead of it being an open-top one when I went to pour some into my beans, but over all 9/10 pot of beans. Too bad mom doesn't like beans. I'll have to eat them all myself.
Rewatching Lexx. I forgot how many great actors they got for this silly bit of scifi. Tim Curry, Barry Bostwick, Malcolm McDowell, and Rutger Hauer are all in there. Of course, they're only one start per episode to keep costs down.
Checked the pot-o-beans. It's good, spicy. Beans softened enough to actually eat now, but... more garlic and cumin... and 1-2 more days. Maybe some onion mince. Oh. Yeah. OOH! No. Shallot. That's the ticket. Gotta chop!
Crock pot is heating up a big ole frijoles batch, chock-full of my secret blend of herbs and spices. It's a secret because I never keep track of what I put in them. The house smells delicious, but the beans are edible pebbles at this point. I just tried one. They won't be ready for another 3 days.
My cat doesn't get mad that the food bowl is empty. She purrs like mad in my face at the fact that food is imminent, and keeps walking from my pillow to the foot of the bed to say "Happiness is THIS WAY! GET UP!"
Apps have no respect for credits. I get putting up a skip button to jump over them, but if you pause on them to see who worked the show, and it throws up a banner ad across the whole middle of the screen, hitting the back button should dismiss the ad, not go back to the episode list! Talkin 2U #Roku
I think one of the most frustrating parts of mom's Alzheimer's is that she no longer uses the trash. She just leaves piles of wrappers and sundry jetsam around, or puts her trash in front of me and walks away. I'm the trash man.
Had a big ole tree roach crawl up out of the kitchen sink drain while I was doing the dishes. He fought the sprayer valiantly, but in the end:
Team Disposal - 1 โข Cockroach - 0.
