Never Forget Goodwill

Don’t go to Goodwill that much anymore. I definitely did a lot when I was poor and then when budgets were tight. Thought I’d check them out to see if they had only VHS players so I could throw one in the bedroom. Instead, ended up finding a 22 inch HP monitor for $20. I

Listening

I knew a long time ago, you know, back in the 1980’s, that people, in general, aren’t good listeners. I think about it most days so it wasn’t unusual that it came up for me today at the gym while I was on the treadmill. So let me talk about that. The worst listener of

Last day to relax

Today’s my last day of R&R. Tomorrow I start in again with work, or more accurately, trying to work with symptoms most people wouldn’t be able to tolerate, much less work while experiencing. Of course it’s been call after call to doctor’s trying to get the one medication that’s been of any help since July,

Man Cave Update

So, out of the blue I found an old-new monitor on FB marketplace last night. It has much of the look of my 1973 Blackstripe Toshiba CRT TV so I absolutely had to pick it up. Smaller than the “screen” (oldish flatscreen TV) I was previously using, but the resolution on it was shit and

The Facebook Conundrum

I’ve been a user of Facebook since about 2007. It was a late introduction, given that I’m not predisposed to follow trends (I’ve generally always had a severe allergy to fashion), but I got on because an ex had been using the platform and I finally decided I wanted to see what it was all

If I could write all day…

…then maybe I could get it all out. Or at least, get enough out that I felt satisfied. But as it is, I wake up feeling hung over from whatever health condition I’m struggling with (whether or not I’ve been on the juice, which I haven’t had a drop of since last Friday), push myself

I don’t like it..but here it is

I’ve been dreading today’s trip to the doctor for three days. Well, correction, not a doctor, but my nurse practitioner, who I’ve only met once before. And I have to say, I like the guy; he amazes me, with the exception that as near as I could tell he didn’t call up my specialists as

Another clue

I hate dancing. I’ve always hated dancing. And often, I have felt like it’s a shortcoming. But I don’t get it. At least, social dancing, with and around other people. I feel no emotion. Get me alone, though, listening to music, in the right mood, especially after a couple of drinks, and I’ll dance a