Well, I am. Hopefully, the rest of you are avoiding it. This is my first real cold in several years; I had forgotten what they were like. If you don’t remember: they kind of suck.
But! I am getting better. I’m all wheezy and congested, but getting better. Just… taking it easy, that’s all.
Everybody here’s either sick, cranky, or just ready for Spring Break. It was an unfriendly winter, let me tell you. I’m absolutely ready for hotter weather and longer days.
I’m taking it easy today, and maybe tomorrow, too.
Hopefully it’s just a cold, but I’m pretty sure it’s not just allergies. [UPDATE: Well, at least it isn’t Covid. Probably some other kind of spring cold, though.]
This isn’t a strategy. This is a ‘flip off the avalanche as it overwhelms you’: “The influential social media app TikTok is flooding the nation’s capital with influencers next week as part of an 11th hour lobbying blitz to stave off the forced sale of the company.” Or maybe TikTok wants to be destroyed? Threatening our nation’s capital with a plague of influencers could very well be seen as a manifestation of the company’s hunger for self-destruction. We can’t ignore that possibility.
Don’t get me wrong: if TikTok desires oblivion so badly, then we should give it to them. Thoroughly, and with no false mercy. But I just marvel at the thought that somebody decided that next week’s exercise in applied mass annoyance was a good plan.
Worked on the chapbook, went to the movies, collapsed after dinner. I be old. Well, older. Oh, and the new season of Conan Exiles dropped. So, a lot of running around and general goofing off, alas.
It was bad, yesterday. How bad? So bad that neither my wife and I had the energy to reheat a rotisserie chicken we had bought earlier from the store. We ended up ordering a pizza with olives and tasty, tasty carbs instead. I’ve been yawning most of the last two days. So have most the people I know.
Heck, I was yawning when I got the mail today, and my neighbor was all, like, Hey, man, you gotta wake up! I told him, It gets harder every year — and we both laughed. I could hear his laughter change mid-stream, though, to the laugh of a man who realized that crud, it was getting harder every year.
Maybe we should end DST. Shoot, I can’t even remember if I’ve said that in the past!
Via Facebook, which has a number of lightsaber sno… ah, enthusiasts complaining that it’s too chunky. Sorry, can’t hear you right now: I’m too busy making VRUUMNNNM sounds. The sound effects on this baby are on point.
Which, honestly, is as it should be: “The U.S. Space Force is allocating three launch complexes at Cape Canaveral, including one used for several NASA Mercury missions six decades ago, to four small launch vehicle startups as the service tries to keep up with growing launch demand.” The Mercury pads are historic sites, yes. They’re also historic because that’s where people strove to put rockets in the sky. Put a brass placard on the side of the building, maybe add a mural, and get those sites working again.
Via Glenn Reynolds.
It’ll muck up half a dozen of your programs otherwise. …ASK ME HOW I KNOW!