thu/20211216

Cue random bits and slices: Since upgrading my CGM / sensor to the 2, I have become a near-field device and therefore occasionally cause Bluetooth interference, particularly when using my phone to connect to the Bronco's stereo and when using the AirPods; that this is my current status brings me endless amusement and entertainment... my contempt for salad forks has only grown over the years as they make for poor omelete creation; size matters... Kirby has decimated his squeaky donut, captured above; stockpiling of squeaky donuts will thus ensue... and, finally, this morning’s workchunk was one of those unicorns: a good one; hopefully it continues but if it doesn't let this be a record that it did, in fact happen... the day awaits.

wed/20211215

After my hopes rose when the music stopped and were dashed when it started again / "looking to get a flu shot or Covid-19 vaccine? Due to high demand an appointment is recommended; schedule one online at.... looking to get a flu shot or –"/ I have spoken with the pharmacy and, after listening to far more typing than talking, the refill which I ordered Friday last – which is a box on a shelf, two boxes on a shelf, and has been since its invention – will be ready this afternoon because, while I get that it's a stressful time in pharmacy-land – and, judging by the number of "Phamacy call" pleadings from the automated man in the background I'm far from alone in my woes here – it apparently takes one five days to bend over, pick up two boxes, stuff them in what looks like a Chinese food take-out bag and staple a thing to them and by five days I mean four days, twenty-three hours, and fifty five-minutes to prepare to pick up the box and five minutes to have it ready; the day awaits.

Michael McCann, DXHR

The afternoon’s work music: still a favorite, ten years on.

tue/20211214

Other than a few things – potential of another autoimmune disorder (go rheumatoid arthritis) in its early stages being most prominent – my "wellness exam" found that I am mostly well. And human; I am well, then, until I am not... on further Well fronts: AnotherFictionThing took on a life of its own this morning and is barreling forward until it crashes into the wall of myself. As it usually does – well, well, well, then; the day awaits.