Workin' overtime...

Jun. 27th, 2017 11:00 pm
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A rostered overtime shift today.... I finished last night around 2.00am, so by the time I got home, it was straight to bed, try to get 7 to 8 hours of sleep, and then up again at lunchtime to start at 2.29pm. But hey - I'm not complaining. If it had stayed a day off, as originally rostered, then I probably would have just stayed in bed all day...

*sigh*

A couple of weeks ago, I was in Woollies to grab some groceries, and two of the young checkout girls were having a discussion about coconuts. And they were discussing as to whether a coconut is a fruit or a vegetable.... and that got me thinking - what IS a coconut? So I had to do some research, and came across a very interesting article indeed. A coconut is certainly not a vegetable, but it IS not only a fruit, but also a a nut and a seed!

I'll put the link HERE, if you're interested, but the part that explains it the best is as follows:

"In strictly botanical terms, a coconut is a fibrous one-seeded drupe; in other words, a dry drupe. Now, you might be thinking – what in the world is a drupe? A drupe is basically a fruit in which a fleshy part encompasses the hardened outer part, which in turn houses a seed inside. A drupe has three layers: the exocarp (the outermost ‘hardened’ layer), the mesocarp (the ‘fleshy’ middle part) and the endocarp (the hard layer surrounding the seed). Other examples of drupes are mangos, almonds, peaches, plums and cherries."

So, there you go! Now you know!

Baby, it's dark...

Jun. 26th, 2017 11:00 pm
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Started work at 6.03pm this evening.... a very late shift start!

Of course, do you think I actually did anything else today? Of COURSE not...! *sigh*

I truly have to wonder what's going on with me... It can't be purely psychological. Is there a physical problem with me? A combination of the two? It's quite... bizarre. Have I just fallen in to a habit of laziness? Or is there something darker and deeper going on?

I'm constantly self-analysing. I worry about my heart health... As a young kid, I could never really sprint or do sudden exertion, as I'd get quite breathless. I was diagnosed as having "Exercise Induced Asthma", and given a spin-haler. I've never really suffered from respiratory problems since my early teens though, but the breathlessness when making sudden strong physical movements, such as moving a heavy object, or quickly running up a flight or 2 of stairs still occurs. Maybe I have some undiagnosed heart problem? As always, I should really get a referral to a specialist, but it's the money involved in doing stuff like that, that prevents me from doing anything about my health - that, and the fear that maybe now as I approach 50, I might have hardened arteries, and could need a stent, or something more drastic...?

Anyway, an uneventful shift. Woollies had a special on Lindt, so I bought myself a healthy super dark option. But it's just TOO high a cocoa percentage, as it's quite bitter. No wonder it's healthy - you can't eat more than a square or two at a time! LOL

Funnily enough, I was scrolling through Facebook during a break, and a friend in Europe posted a picture of the exact same brand and "model" of chocolate - except that the script was in a foreign language - German, I think... I had to take a pic and post it as a comment on their picture...



Healthy chocolate...

I'm here...

Jul. 21st, 2017 11:00 pm
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Yes.

I'm here...

It's the 21st of July, and I have about just under 4 weeks of LJ posts to catch up on.

I'd like to say that I've been busy, but all I've done is work and sleep. Occasionally I'll eat, but mainly sleeping and working. I had a cold, too, (which I'll write about later), which actually knocked me about a bit more than normal. I've also been quite morose, lethargic, completely unmotivated and basically not bothered with doing anything, or bothered about anything. Sort of that "numb" state and feeling again.

But - I've got a few days off work, which I actually LOCKED off, as we're now so understaffed that overtime is pretty much guaranteed. But I just needed a few days off to try to catch up with... life.

It's been cold at night here - getting down to around 6ºC some nights (around 43ºF), and as this is an old 50's suburban fibre house with no insulation, I can feel it. We don't run the heating all night, but I leave one side of the bed on low (with the electric blanket), and that keeps me warm. I don't like having a heavy, winter-weight doona on me.

I have SO much to do. A lot to write about. Hopefully I'll find the energy and motivation to do so, as this LJ is really the one constant that I try to maintain...

I charged the battery on my Olympus PEN EP-3 today, and took a pic of Millie. She looks a bit sad. Or wistful. Or both. She was waiting for her afternoon walk... Which I did, as Stu was at work, and Andy has a chest infection.



Millie

Wistful? Or sad?

So Very Savory

Jul. 19th, 2017 10:15 pm
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So I was gonna write up a rant about the Savery Savory Mushrooms water tower on Federal Blvd:



I was gonna rant about how the name is all wrong because "saver-y" is a lousy pun, and anyway it should be ordered "savory savery", and it's such a missed opportunity when they could have done "so very savory" instead, which has much better rhythm, and I was looking for a picture of it and I found the city's webpage about it and suddenly discovered that it's named for the guy who built the farm.

Mr. Charles William Savery.

Dammit! It's not lousy marketing at all, it's just a guy's name!

Which makes it a perfectly reasonable name.

Which totally torpedoes my rant. Harrumph.

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Jul. 17th, 2017 03:00 pm
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M Morgan aka Milda Marjama; 9796
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M Morgan aka Milda Marjama; 9968
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M Morgan aka Milda Marjama; 9727
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Quite the Week! Not quiet!

Jul. 16th, 2017 06:26 pm
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This has been quite the week for events and activity!

On Monday, my friends Coy and JohnPaul welcomed their daughter Meredith Grace. JohnPaul's sister, Chastity, was the loving surrogate for the guys. I will be Uncle Neil to Meredith!

On Tuesday, as previously stated, I passed the Minnesota Driver's Exam.

Wednesday was my niece Caitlin and her husband Danny's third anniversary. My sister babysat Jordan so the couple could celebrate their anniversary with a night on the town. I also received a big box on Wednesday, an unexpected housewarming gift from Colleen. It's a stepping stone for my garden. (My mother loved her garden.)

On Thursday, my friend Tom Ruter came over to see my house for the first time. I made dinner. (This brief statement holds more import than the simple words:) All through dinner, Tom was texting with the governor's office about the closing of a key suicide prevention hotline. Tom is CFO of Canvass Health, a non-profit that runs the hotline. It was due to shutdown on Friday. At the last minute funds were allocated, keeping the suicide hotline open through the end of September. Tom was relieved and delighted over the news. He lost a partner to suicide; mental healthcare is an issue understandably dear to his heart.

Friday's goal was to get exercise and reading materials. Both were accomplished by walking to the new Hennepin County Webber Park Library. It's a half mile from my house there and a half mile back. I picked up two novels and have two on hold. It's a start.

Yesterday afternoon, I attended a fundraiser for a former co-worker at Associa Minnesota (formerly Community Development). Debbie's left her position as a Community Manager for HOAs for treatment for liver and bile duct cancer. It was an opportunity to see former colleagues, many of whom no longer work for Associa ... and to contribute to Debbie's cause. Debbie told me she thought no one would come. There were over 200 people in attendance for the spaghetti dinner/beer bust/ silent and live auctions and bake sale. I was highest bidder on two items, both baby gift baskets. The funds raised will help Debbie and her family pay off medical bills.

Incidentally, I received an email yesterday letting me know about an opening for a leasing manager at Huntington Place Apartments. It's the apartment community where I previously held the position for three years. I wonder what that's all about!

Today's a quiet day. Only country dancing is on the agenda and that isn't until 7pm. Starting on Tuesday this coming week my friend Steve from Little Rock will be staying with me for four days. He's completing a road trip to Wyoming and Canada and is driving out of his way to see me on his return home. Steve was my travel companion to Italy. During the road trip, he attended Longmire Days in Wyoming with a group of friends and then the Calgary Stampede! I'm excited for his visit!

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Jul. 16th, 2017 11:22 am
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Hemerocallis 'Kachina Dancer'; 0220
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Jul. 15th, 2017 01:14 pm
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Crow and the Birds
 
When the eagle soared clear through a dawn distilling of emerald
When the curlew trawled in seadusk through a chime of wineglasses
When the swallow swooped through a woman's song in a cavern
And the swift flicked through the breath of a violet
 
When the owl sailed clear of tomorrow's conscience
And the sparrow preened himself of yesterday's promise
And the heron laboured clear of the Bessemer upglare
And the bluetit zipped clear of lace panties
And the woodpecker drummed clear of the rotovator and the rose-farm
And the peewit tumbled clear of the laundromat
 
While the bullfinch plumped in the apple bud
And the goldfinch bulbed in the sun
And the wryneck crooked in the moon
And the dipper peered from the dewball
 
Crow spraddled head-down in the beach-garbage, guzzling a dropped ice-cream.
 
Ted Hughes, 1971
 

Why are you not louder?

Jul. 15th, 2017 11:57 am
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In the 90s, there were plenty of opportunities for me to sero-convert. What kept me negative was luck, and wanting only to top, and iron discipline in my practices. That discipline (and my guilt the few times I lapsed) came from the memories I have of people who had become poz before anything was known about the virus expressing to me, especially while managing their live with AIDS, how urgently they wanted me to stay negative. I remember arriving at a play party in 1993 in San Francisco and seeing and greeting Max who was there socially, and how immediately, out of nowhere, he put his hand in a bowl of condoms, grabbed a few, and handed them to me and telling me to make sure I always had some and to use them. He hadn't gone much beyond small-talk before that. Don't do this, was the message from the ones sick and dying, we know better now. Stay healthy.

At the same time, plenty of urban poz and PWAs at the time were creating a rebel mystique about how HIV / AIDS was another marker of having been thrown out of society and being counter-cultural if not outright edgy and hot. Of course HIV created its own aesthetic of danger in the communities that had it, and poz people deserved it because they were not garbage to be shunned, as much of society was treating them at the time. They were still sexual and alive and worthy and their sexuality was real and valid. But personally, I found glamorizing the punk of HIV / AIDS, (yes, at the time still also AIDS, you couldn't really hold the AIDS part back much) to the point that people WANTED to earn that bio-hazard tat, well, too much. I carried Max and other older men warning me in my head with me for years. Don't fucking be stupid. You know better. Many voices out there trying to keep us negative young men negative. "Don't end up like me." They would be disappointed and heart-broken at one more person to worry about and maybe lose, and I looked up to them.

I am thinking about that now because while HIV became manageable, the other thing I encountered first on that trip to San Francisco, meth, is not. It's been in my life 25 years now peripherally, and recently has tripled in force as I have become close to a number of people who are barely managing, or trying to climb out of a relapse, or fucking succumbing to it. They are, in my opinion, spectacular human beings whose addiction is stopping them from being the forces of light they have every right to be in this world that so needs their light. Meth is now closer to home than ever.

Here in London fucking club drugs are fucking everywhere, utterly normalized, as is binge drinking. One of my closest friends here told me how he literally can't go dancing any more because the drugs make him feel so awful in the mornings. When I tell him one can dance sober, he dismisses me: it is not the same, and sober it is so much less it is not worth doing. In this culture, a month of being sober is considered a feat of fortitude enough to justify fundraising for doing it. And yes, it gets to me: sometimes I feel like my abstinence means something is wrong with me. That is just how being a social species works.
New friends always wonder a little when they find out I don't and haven't done club drugs, tell me a little MDMA would be fun, discuss the quality of coke to be had openly. I'm pretty sure that if I smoked a little hit of meth at a "chill-out", just once to know what it was like, just a smoke man, nothing major, inhaled once, all under control, and then had sex with some guy for the next 8 hours, most of my gay friends would pat me on the back, and only my straights would be worried. And maybe they shouldn't be worried. Maybe it was only a little hit just to find things out. Doesn't mean I'll go out of control right away. Totally overblown worry. Lots of guys do a little meth on weekends. Right?

Yet yet yet yet. I know so many gays for whom it is no longer a little fun treat, especially now they are sober. Losing relationships, jobs, NA meetings, relapses. Seared in my brain is this memory of standing on a street in New York and hearing this amazing person tell me "You know, the weirdest thing about addiction is how it makes the outrageous seem like a good idea. Injecting yourself with tap water because you are out of sterile seems totally normal all of a sudden."

I was horrified to hear there was such a thing as a bare-backing party in 1992, or that they knowingly allowed bug-chasers. But then I got told I needed to be cool and respect bodily autonomy and other people's decisions. Now I look at the remnants of that sex&death edginess (thanks, Treasure Island Media), take my PrEP, and smirk at guys excitedly talking about wanting "toxic poz loads". Shut up, asshole, there's no such thing anymore unless you are dumb enough to be with someone dumb enough to not take daily meds and lose the undetectable status.

Slamming is now the frontier here for the out there and cool, the tragic messes to be revered for their plugged-inness and the reality they are serving, away from us bourgeois sell-outs to marriage and suburbia. The guys I am close to I mentioned before truly do not want to do it any more, but they seem utterly alone in there. The one thing I am not hearing is anything inside their culture even trying to hold them back. There seem to be no Maxes, nobody who has been there, telling them it is a bad idea, or even metaphorically yanking a syringe away from them in some sense.

On the hook-up apps there is barely any filter, anybody moderating for what we KNOW are the keywords: chill-out, PnP, HnH, High and Horny, Slamming, Slam, Zlam. I see them every time on my grid, they reach out to me even though my profile says fuck no to that. I know tech, I know what is a real effort and what is half-hearted lip-service (surprise, they are doing only the latter). I know a bot could filter all of the profiles better than they are even trying, and filter chats real-time, and flag them up  for review instantly, but nobody in charge of the comms seems really desiring to do and be this prescriptive. How would they, why would they--I remember the Marketing dude for one big hookup fetish website, previously Marketing dude for another hook-up website, being at every major gay fetish party I was at for 3 years on two continents, eyes wider and buggier every time, until I did not, and have not, seen him around for the last few years. Facilitating chemsex makes the sites money over facilitating sober sex, and if they are on it themselves, because everyone is, because everyone can handle their drugs on a weekend, right, why would they clamp down? Why would our culture clamp down? It's just a bit of fun. A little release. Adults can handle it.

Twenty years ago there were voices from inside the community telling us to stay negative, not just external agencies and helpful initiatives. I remember going into cruising spots and finding community workers handing out condoms. I am not hearing, or hearing of, voices from inside the sex and especially chemsex community, on-line, off-line, organically saying, don't do this. It will kill you. I've been there. I barely got out. Stop.

We knew where men had sex and showed up. We know where the fucking dealers live now. Everyone knows who they are at the parties.

They say nobody proselytizes against a sin more than reformed sinners, but sometimes it feels to me like meth is bucking that trend. I hope it is just me being so out of touch with this culture I do not know where to look.

Refresher Course

Jul. 12th, 2017 07:58 pm
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One of the items I hadn’t yet checked off of list of things to do following my move was getting my MN drivers license back. It’s not as easy as you would think. When I moved back to Texas for two years I went to the Texas DMV office, filled out the application and received my Texas drivers license in the mail a couple of weeks later. Texas assigned the same drivers license number I’d had since I started driving when I was 15 years old. No written exam was required.

Both times in Minnesota there was more to the process. As I did a few years ago, I had to take the written portion of the drivers exam. This time, I knew to study for it! Over the past few days, I've taken six practice tests and read the MN drivers manual. My scores on the practice tests ranged from 60 to 93. I failed two and passed four. It's not a bad thing to take a refresher course and remind yourself of driving rules and regulations.

As I drove to the testing station, I was driving with fresh eyes. I was aware of keeping my hands on the steering wheel at 8 and 4 or 9 and 3, not 10 and 2. I paid attention to the colors of the lane lines and especially focused on the signage. There are lots of questions about signage, colors and distances. For instance, do you know (or remember) when you’re driving with your high beam lights on, you’re to switch to low beam lights when approaching traffic is within 1000 feet of your vehicle? Every potential traffic situation seemed to have a different distance.

On the way to the exam station in Plymouth, I passed an elderly lady weaving in and out of her lane. When I looked over, she had both hands on the wheel and was reading a newspaper! She was also under the minimum speed. A few miles beyond this example of poor driving, I pulled up to a stop light next to a young woman who was texting one handed, cell phone clearly in view. When the light turned green, she pulled away, still texting, her focus clearly not on the road. (I see that all the time and the MN manual clearly states it is illegal.

I was nervous standing in line. Behind me in line was a 15 year old with his mother. I told him my entire wardrobe was older than him:) He told me not to worry, I would do well. Sweet kid. Sooo young! After I missed one of the first two questions, (The minimum speed limit on MN roads when unmarked is 30MPH. I over-thought the question and chose 35MPH.) I told myself to trust my preparation and go with my gut. I passed with a score of 91%, higher than all but one of my practice tests. It was silly to be nervous, but I wanted my MN license back. By the way, they gave me the same MN driver’s license number as before! I’ll receive it in the mail in three weeks. What a relief!
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Let's see: I ran Star Wars on Saturday and the Jeff rolled ridiculously well on his observation check and noticed the stealthed Jedi in the room, so that plotline is going to advance a lot faster than I expected it to. Hooray for rolling with it!

Then on Sunday there was Unmunchkin at Neal's, and I got to play 5e DnD with a 9-year-old DM. Which was a lot of fun! And gave me a greater appreciation for boxed text. Also, my wild mage sorcerer got a wild surge the very first time he cast a spell in combat: confusion, 10' radius, centered on self. So that made me happy. :D

Last weekend I went up to Trevor's on Saturday afternoon and played board games. One was an interesting deckbuilder (Mystic Vale, I think?) with transparent cards that you slide into card sleeves to upgrade cards. It was neat, but I think it may have some unbalanced momentum issues with the accelerator cards. Then we played a round of Guillotine, which I hadn't played in ages.

On the 4th, there was a pool party at Bob & Pyro's in the afternoon, and then we did the usual fireworks-watching in Broomfield. I made Indian coleslaw for the pool party and promised the recipe to someone (Jason, I think), so here it is!

That recipe left me with extra mint in the fridge, so tonight I tried out a recipe for Thai spring rolls that was loitering my TRYME folder, rolling them up in lettuce leaves instead of rice paper. They were tasty, but the recipe was fussy, so I turned it into another coleslaw recipe.

Other than that, it's been all about wedding prep, which proceeds apace. Oh, and at lunch today the visiting grad student and I figured out how to science the thing she came here to figure out, and it turned out to be considerably easier than we originally expected. So that was pretty cool. Hooray for collaboration!



Indian Slaw (Bund Gobhi Nu Shaak)

Ingredients

1 bag coleslaw mix
1/4 cup dry-roasted peanuts
1/4 cup dry unsweetened coconut shreds (see tips)
1/4 cup finely chopped fresh cilantro leaves and tender stems
1 1/2 teaspoons coarse kosher or sea salt
Juice from 1 medium-size lime
2 tablespoons canola oil
1 teaspoon black or yellow mustard seeds
1/4 teaspoon ground turmeric

Preparation

Food-process peanuts to coarse bread crumb consistency. (Pulse to avoid turning them into peanut butter.)
Add peanuts, coconut, cilantro, salt, and lime juice to slaw mix.
Heat the oil in a small skillet over medium heat until shimmering.
Add mustard seeds, cover, and cook until seeds have stopped popping, 20 seconds or so.
Remove from the heat and add turmeric to the oil, swirling to mix.
Pour oil over the cabbage; grab some cabbage mix and wipe the pan clean.
Mix well and serve.



Thai Spring Roll Slaw

Ingredients

1/2 tsp garlic powder
3/2 Tbsp sugar
1/2 tsp molasses (heaping)
1 tsp Thai green curry paste
2 Tbsp fresh lime juice (juice of 1 medium lime)
2 Tbsp fish sauce

1/2+ cup mayonnaise

2 packages coleslaw mix
1 handful cilantro, chopped
1 handful mint, chopped

OPTIONAL:
1/3 pound rare deli roast beef, thinly sliced and cut into short 1/2-inch strips
-OR-
1 can of shrimp

Preparation

Mix the first six ingredients, then whisk mixture into mayonnaise.
Taste and add more mayo if needed for flavor or consistency
Toss the remaining ingredients in a large bowl.*
Add the sauce and mix until well-coated.

* The last two steps may need to be done in two batches.


NOTE: The original recipe uses roast beef as a substitute for shrimp, but I think shrimp would be lovely, especially if you don't have to fuss with wrapping spring rolls. I haven't tried it; 1 can is a total guess as to amount.

Odds and Ends Again

Jul. 11th, 2017 08:38 pm
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It's only Tuesday. Ugh. It just seems like it is definitely crawling along.

  • Over the weekend, I helped my mom move to her new room at the nursing home. She had a single as long as she did rehab. When her rehab stint ended, she had to move into a room with a roommate. Change is not easy for anyone, so I went down to try to ease the transition, which was surprisingly easy. Mom was in good spirits and very clear-headed for a change. I found out last night through my sister that Mom had fallen in her new room, tumbling out of her wheelchair when she stood up to water her plant. As good as she's doing according to the physical therapist, the reality of it is that she cannot live on her own anymore. Luckily, nothing was broken this time.


  • I'm not feeling the post-issue malaise that usually comes with posting my comic book. I've been so busy on weekends and at work that I've not noticed. Tonight, with softball canceled due to rain, I found myself oddly out-of-sorts with nothing that I HAD to do.


  • My newest TV binge watching has been "Schitt's Creek". I've heard of this show for a couple of years, but I finally managed to buckle down and watch it. OMG! How have I missed this?? I've always been a fan of Eugene Levy (who is a wonderfully furry daddy bear) and Catherine O'Hara. Levy's son Daniel also stars and writes the series, and he's very handsome and furry himself. The comedy is both silly and biting. The story of a very rich family who loses it all and has to move to a rural community is prime with possibilities. Seasons 1 and 2 are on Netflix streaming, season 3 is on DVD right now.


  • I'm teaching class next week. We usually have 5 or 6 instructors for 30 students, but several of the instructors are unavailable, so we're down to three instructors and one newbee, so I'll be teaching half of the class this round. I'll tell the students to set their universal translators to "hillbilly" (*writing down this joke for class*)

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Jul. 9th, 2017 06:22 pm
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Cottonwood Garden, Vancouver, 2017-07-09; 0119
© Bill Pusztai 2017

Morning in the Burned House Margaret Atwood

In the burned house I am eating breakfast.
You understand: there is no house, there is no breakfast,
yet here I am.

The spoon which was melted scrapes against 
the bowl which was melted also.
No one else is around.

Where have they gone to, brother and sister,
mother and father? Off along the shore,
perhaps. Their clothes are still on the hangers,

their dishes piled beside the sink,
which is beside the woodstove
with its grate and sooty kettle,

every detail clear,
tin cup and rippled mirror.
The day is bright and songless,

the lake is blue, the forest watchful.
In the east a bank of cloud 
rises up silently like dark bread. 

I can see the swirls in the oilcloth,
I can see the flaws in the glass,
those flares where the sun hits them.

I can’t see my own arms and legs
or know if this is a trap or blessing,
finding myself back here, where everything

in this house has long been over,
kettle and mirror, spoon and bowl,
including my own body,

including the body I had then,
including the body I have now
as I sit at this morning table, alone and happy,

bare child’s feet on the scorched floorboards
(I can almost see)
in my burning clothes, the thin green shorts

and grubby yellow T-shirt
holding my cindery, non-existent,
radiant flesh. Incandescent. 

Grizzly and the Bear Patrol 22

Jul. 9th, 2017 03:48 pm
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This issue took a LONG time to get done. I was writing the issue back in February, but family and work stuff got busy and I finally had the time to put the issue together. I drew the villain for this issue a long time back, but finally got around to using the character. I already have the idea for the next issue, so hopefully the next issue won't take so long to put together. Issue Notes are at the bottom as usual. Enjoy :)

Cover 22


Issue #22 - Shadows & Light )

Issue Notes - May Contain Spoilers )

Comments, questions, criticisms?

What IS Etherium!!!?

Jun. 25th, 2017 11:00 pm
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A 5.00pm start today, and a relatively easy standby shift...

So, sometimes stuff pops up on my Facebook feed, or from other sources like when I'm looking at the ABC News website, and this information about Blockchains and Ethereum came up...

And it's kinda difficult to understand. But it seems that Ethereum is poised to become another crypto-currency like Bitcoin, but it's the technology behind it called "block chains" that is getting people excited, because it's financial algorithms and payment systems designed to make investing, online payments, and other financial transactions very easy and very secure - well, from what I can gather, anyway...

I know a guy who, years ago, when Bitcoin first started, invested quite a bit in a setup for a powerful computer system to enable him to "mine" for Bitcoins. I never asked him how successful he was, or wether, as it's value has certainly gone up (and down) over the years...

And other than playing games whilst "standing by", not much has been achieved by me...

What a surprise...

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Jul. 7th, 2017 07:39 pm
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Our community garden in Vancouver. It's a wonderful place. But I just don't know how it ever got to be what it is. Every day, it seems, something large or small happens that just makes you want to throw in the towel. Last night some crackhead lit a fire next to the main shed in the eastern part of the garden and the old wooden building went up like tinder. A bunch of tools, the greenhouse, all their records, went with it. The insurance company wouldn't insure it so it's going to have to come out of people's pockets or from GoFundMe ... if they even decide to rebuild. Our already-rough neighbourhood got exponentially worse a couple of weeks ago when a tent city moved in. This may be news to some of you, but there is a pecking order among campers, and the people in the tent city are viewed with anger and disgust by the "free" homeless people camping down by the railway tracks, and the "free" people are destroying things and generally stirring shit in order to get the police to raid and destroy the tent city, who are the more visible target.

I mean compared to the meltdown of a government, this is small potatoes, but it's all kinda additive.

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