Hump Wednesday 11

 

Did you ever read a news story that was such a non-story you had a head scratching moment? I saw one the other day about a man who relied on oxygen tanks to breathe. He had run out but couldn't use his landline phone because the snow storm had shut down power! Oh, no, what could they do!? Thank God five people in the house had a cell phone! So- he was never in any danger. What the hell was that about? My Dad in his elderly years relied on a Darth Vader breathing machine. Not a shock since he smoked unfiltered Camels since he was fifteen. But what I found interesting is when the electricity went out in the 'hood, Dad's electricity stayed on. No, he didn't have a generator. Somehow the electric company could keep power going while everyone else's groceries on the block rotted in the fridge. I still don't know how that worked. 

Are you celebrating Galentine's Day, Saturday? It's for women or men or anyone who doesn't have a date for the scam day. Back in the day when I worked for the government in a big open setting, I could see all the flower deliveries to my fellow coworkers. It was kind of a shitty feeling, being noted for having no pretty flowers on my desk. I'm glad I'm old and don't care anymore. There's a really bad memory to the day anyway. My then husband came home with two balloon filled baskets of goodies and was in a happy mood. I busted a lot of air in the room when later that night I told him it was over between us, the charade had to end. Even when you know you're doing the right thing, it feels horrible. I could have waited but what was the point? Anyway, don't feel sad if you don't have someone to hold hands with. It's all commercialism, meant to make people spend money, go out when they'd rather stay home and usually it just makes people feel like crap.

Yellowstone is rumbling. It always rumbles but there seems to be more than the usual activity lately. So what would happen if the caldera blew? Well, a certain  former columnist from a certain Chicago newspaper would finally be vindicated. I won't say his name because I don't remember it, but he was fairly popular, but he had this one obsession and that was believing we were moments away from oblivion. This went back to 2006,7. I'm sure he lost his job because of his constant need to warn readers. If the caldera did blow, a few states would be wiped out. Ash would cover the rest of the country and life would be grim. What the hell, just add that to the mix. I think we're pretty numb to what has been thrown at us. 

Over a million times. That's how many times Trump was mentioned in the Epstein files and yet, there he is, still creating chaos and shitting in his pants. Congress has got to end this reign of this rotten ghoul.

What's with that athlete at the Olympics who confessed to cheating on his girlfriend while being interviewed!? Why, dude, why? Maybe it's just a joke on us. Speaking of jokes... A certain news source wonders why the Magas are so bad at creating artsy stuff. We know Melania, the documentary was horrible. The Kid Rock concert was embarrassing. They have no sense of humor. What gives? 

So, as I'm writing this I've had something else on my mind. Saturday night I felt my cheek and it was hot, so I look in the bathroom mirror to see a monster looking back. My cheek was red, red and blistery. Not my face! I didn't do anything about it until tonight because I was from the generation where if you fall off your bike and die you're expected to get right back up because, "You're fine." There is an emergency clinic right down the road that was closing in thirty minutes. I grabbed my walking sticks and hustled over. Well, folks, I have the old people disease -shingles. On my face! It doesn't hurt, just itches and yes, it's highly contagious so I won't be going anywhere. I can't get meds til tomorrow so I'll be up all night looking in the mirror, measuring it. If you've had chickenpox this virus sits inside of you, waiting. I knew I should have gotten the vaccine. So my PSA, get the vaccine. Thank you for your attention to this matter.