Isn’t that more of a “Fuck 2016-2020”?
Yes, which means I’ll likely post that on a daily or at least weekly basis for the foreseeable future.
Please forgive if I’m being presumptuous, have you given regular exercise a chance? By regular, I mean 45 minutes of cardio four times (or more) a week? I also struggle with depression, and exercise had astonishing results for me. It took about five or six weeks, but once it happened, it was a veil lifting over the world for me. I don’t want to sound hyperbolic, but it was literally like a sunrise over a world previously buried in 24 hour darkness. Sorry if you’ve already tried this, just wanted to share my experience.
I’m just getting over a nasty cold that turned into ‘walking pneumonia’ (been sick for three weeks). Take good care of yourself if you can. Have you tried Gypsy Cold Care? Not sure where you are geographically, but this is available pretty much everywhere in the PacNW. It works wonders, for me at least, especially with cough, pressure/pain in the head, and body aches.
Exercise alone for clinical depression is like saying that eating healthy foods can cure cancer. It’s a nice additional component, but it’s not a replacement.
I didn’t say exercise alone, did I?
But your statement is a bad comparison, and not entirely accurate.
When I edited that after seeing your post I just switched “anarchists” out for “assholes” without thinking. It’s a good thing I decided to reread it before posting the edit:
Not exactly the message I was going for.
Hey, look. working together already!
I for welcome our new same ol’ same ol’ petroleum overlords…
What the hell.
Some of the replies say the badge is covered because an officer has been killed (why the black band has to cover the name I’m sure I don’t know). But how 'bout that helmet, eh? Snazzy!
Nothing I want to go into, but fuck today with a rusty hammer.
Not really much point in posting it, except I wanted to say it somewhere outside my head.
Needed to get a new phone, and my plan was due for an upgrade, but I didn’t expect to be forced into it by losing it Saturday morning.
Leonard Cohen is still dead and Trump is still president-elect.
so much for actually having anything approaching a productive day around the house.
Time to just start drinking to numb the knowledge that Monday comes too soon
Apple Store.
Realizing all of my life’s disappointments pale in comparison to the reality of a Trump presidency.
(Realizing this will be my “Groundhog Day” Fuck Today.)
‘Songs of Leonard Cohen’ is one of a few tapes I keep permanently in my musty glovebox (my car is old). The line ‘he was just a Joseph looking for a manger’ will always evoke 40+ year old vinyl and decades of stale ashtray for me, which I think L.C. might be ok with. That tape is one of those rare records that is virtually flawless; a masterwork in songwriting, lyricism, sequence, theme, everything.
Well November 2016 is shaping up well.
Starting on 17 Nov, I’ll be completely without a web connection at home for months. We’re canceling our bonded triple T1, having moved all our servers to Austin’s Google Fiber backbone about 20 miles from here. Dewiring the fiber optic we own on the WAN will then commence. Oh the fun we’ve had moving all the sites (a few hundred) we host, getting all the wacky DNS sorted, and passwords from site owners who haven’t had to remember them for yeeeeeeeeaaaars and are deeply unfamiliar with standard password retrieval protocol. One client’s at Standing Rock, where comm is subpar in the extreme due to deliberate cell coverage jamming by purpose-built aircraft. USA! USA! USA!
Hil-freakin-arious.
At some point in the misty future, our neighborhood will get its broadband from Time-Warner aka Spectrum aka [whichever corporation buys them next]. Whevs.
I can’t connect via hotspot because my iPhone gets 1 bar (or less!) inside our house (we’re in a valley). I can do some minimal clumsy surfing from that phone, but the bOING’s iOS UI is unpredictable and kludgy. I can’t get a month-to-month satellite connection, only a year-long contract that I won’t be able to break once we’re finally wired up. Ok ok ok these are nothing but first world problems, yeah, and I’ll be the first to admit it.
So for all y’all who take broadband for granted, spare a thought for those of us “on the last mile” who don’t have such civilized options. Expect plenty of radio silence from me except for when I’m in a town with wifi, or at work (which is a few days a week).
Looking to catch up on my sewing, mending, gardening, and lengthy home repair task list. Maybe I’ll finally get around to studying for a HAM radio license and plunge into the byzantine world of used HAM gear.
Peace. Countdown commencing…
Trump is still the president-elect, he appointed a literal white supremacist as a key adviser, and Gwen Ifill passed away.
Another acquaintance I kept at arms length offed themself. My brain is okay, my face and eyes are disconnected and doing their own thing. I don’t know what that is.