The inevitable sadness of growing older is not only that you lose your youth, but that your elders enfeeble and die.

This past weekend one of my aunts, long enfeebled by Alzhemer's Disease and recently dead due to it, had her funeral. It was the second in six months; her husband, my uncle, had died this past Autumn- and she didn't recognize him by ( Read more... )

Trump is back.

He learned.

He's hit the ground running. Violence of action achieved via a blitzkrieg of Executive Orders, Proclimations, Pardons, Communtations, Acting Cabinent placeholders, and his people bulldozing the Senate naysayers ensuring that they all go through and get confirmed.

Sure, there's Stay Behinds trying to sandbag and derail, but ( Read more... )

I have two (as of this post) Substack publications:

Walker's Lakeside Clubhouse 

Walker's Library

Both are partially paywalled; only paid subscribers get to Comment, and have unfettered access to the archives.

Two new pairs of pants, one light and one dark.

One new pair of jeans.

One new winter coat.

Gift card for Amazon (already redeemed)

Gift card for McDonalds (didn't ask, but okay)

Assorted root beers

Assorted snacks (from the boot)

The next roll of the dice is filing for Disability.

I have two causes for approval. That doesn't mean I'll get it without having to sic a lawyer on the Social Security Administration.

To that end I've asked for some information resources, and I may need additional support should the first attempt fail.

If this goes through, and I reach disbursements ( Read more... )

On the insistance of my sister, I went in for an assessment.

The result is that I am now recommended to expand my wardrobe to include a lot of hats in blue. The report makes it clear that this is a long-standing matter gone unaddressed, such that I should seek government compensation for it.

If the government is so willing and able, then--at long ( Read more... )

In 2018, after I got hospitalized and lost my leg, I was in rehab for months. This happened right after Christmas and I was admitted and operated upon over New Year's.

I let my local friends know.

None of them responded. Not even a text.

On the other hand, my Internet pals got their shit together. First they called and we all talked over a group call ( Read more... )

I am now 50 years old.

Been busy contributing to the restoration of the Tabletop medium, pulling things back from the Memory Hole and putting those lost things back into place to fix long-standing known issues.

My fellows put this together into a new pamphlet: Brozer: Island of War and Winter

As for myself, I'm writing up a response to a request that ( Read more... )

I am not a young man anymore.

Therefore there are annual things that need to be done. That was this week and next, save for one thing I need to wait a few months to do.

I am okay. Could stand for some improvements, but otherwise okay.

This is now a backup channel for communications.

It's depreciated, but not closed, because of this purpose.