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Saturday, October 19, 2019

A velocipede of volubility



SAKES, fan types.
It's "Aeolus 14 Umbra"!

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How Religion Works: If I obey, then God will love and accept me.
The Gospel: I'm loved and accepted, therefore I wish to obey.
--Thomas Keller

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John Tracy is
hikikomori

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I can neither confirm nor deny that Herb McCaulla, Wes Tillander, and I invented Southern Fandom so we could make a buck off of 'em.

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"I don't intend copyright infringement" is perhaps not the most ironclad of legal boilerplate.

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The President reflects society
that has rejected
morals and niceties of the past.
If Orange Man Bad, then So Are We.

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Got to hang out some with
George Lowe at FanatiCon in Dothan, AL.
(Remember "Space Ghost Coast to Coast?", when Cartoon Network was funny?)

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If you are not a Jew,
then you are a Gentile.
This seems simple.

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https://principia-scientific.org/chemistry-expert-carbon-dioxide-cant-cause-global-warming/?fbclid=IwAR2Um52Rh9aqF0eg614_d7rurO2cszRbW2OBvcet-TeVfsUiBN4frqArIrg

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Politics is now a giant
bloody game of UNO.
But if you play the UNDO card,
your opponent can on the next turn.

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The word is NOT
"whistleblower".
The correct term is
"tattletale".

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HOT TAKE:

Quantum computers use
TIMECUBE



https://tinyurl.com/yxajbual

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I'd use Alexa if the voice was
Brian Blessed's.

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I heard a thing.
I will believe it because it agrees with my other things.
I want to believe the thing.

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WVNN (local talk station),
must you field local hosts
who sound like poster children for
terminal adenoiditis?

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It is pitch black.
You are likely to be eaten by a grue.

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The gospel of Jesus Christ is far more transformative than
the ballot box.

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Benjy, if the American people do not want to occupy, why have bases everywhere?
Perhaps D.C. should hear the people.

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The Events (09/20)
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Wednesday afternoon, I began to experience chest pain.
*pauses for collective gasp*
It was, however a Very Specific and Familiar chest pain.
"When your Aardvark has pollen-impacted sinuses, or the galloping bronchitis, or has his arm yaw when it should have pitched whilst carrying a heavy piece of equipment, he goes to a local clinic, where he pays cash, either then, or in thirty days.
He is often prescribed pharmaceuticals, and more often than not, at least part of the scrip is in the form of free samples of the drug. When he thought he was having a heart Event at an out-of-town convention, the pain eased, and we (perhaps foolishly) drove back to AL. Upon arriving home, to the local clinic he went, fast as he could caper. The nurse practitioner did an EKG, then asked about insurance. None. He went "Whoops" or somesuch, trundled the EKG out, and pretended he had not run the test, which had shown normal. Finally after much pokery and proddery, he put his palms on your hero's breastbone, and all but did a handstand. "Did it feel like this?" "Yessss" came the reply. Turns out the 'varky sternum had been strained from overmuch t-shirt printing, and himself was told to lay off for awhile. Your Aardvark was treated, and well, and paid in cash."
It was THAT pain, but multiplied since ten years ago. Apparently the inflammation has increased of late. Enough that by Wednesday night, it was almost to whimpering level. There were none of the concomitant symptoms for a heart attack, but if we pressed on my sternum, it hurt like blazes.
I went to sleep, hugging a hard foam pillow, which surprisingly helped. Thursday morning, the overt pain was almost gone, but was still touchy, and my energy level dropped to zero. I slept most of the day...did not FEEL like leaving the house to go to the doc.
Today, The DD and I took me to Urgent Care doc-in-the-box. One of the kids recommended it. WELL worth the experience. They have a flat fee of $175, which includes all tests. I had an ECG (when did it stop being EKG?), blood screening and thorough consultation.
The ECG was peachy, though my pulse rate was 102 BPM, which appears to be normal for my bloodline. But that is what signaled the need for the blood screening. Coupla more days and I'll hear from that.
I am frightfully pleased with all hands there. Friendly, willing to actually TELL you things, and also willing to listen. I told them of the sternum tale...I agreed to the ECG because I am not stupid, and I was happy that as far as that went, my self-diagnosis was correct.
The upshot is, that I DID see the doc, on the chance that I in my questionable wisdom may have missed something. (Eric Arbuckle, you may upbraid me at your leisure.)
No heart attack. YAAAAYY! Lots of pain, that has largely worn off. We'll see what else. OH! High BP, for which I have a 'scrip, and instructions to cool it with the third shift thing, because sleep issues can cause OTHER issues.
So, we shall see. Thank you for concern and prayers.

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Forget straws.
Silicone wristbands
will be the death of the Earth.

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"Pumpkin spice" references are NOT
a cry for a "Dune" quote.

A cry for help, yes....

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Tickety-boo!