Day Three

I finally have my desktop cleared and organized. However, now Alex has appropriated it:

Meanwhile, Sugar has taken over the printer:

Earlier today I published More Graphic Wisdom on Nick's Bytes:

Today I felt relieved when Sammi, my new caregiver, left and especially happy when he said he'd not be back until Friday. I must figure out what about Sammi has me feeling so damned uncomfortable.

My left leg has been especially sore today. So painful that I have kept it raise to heart-level most of the afternoon. Now I must stand to prepare dinner for the kitties and for me. I pray I can do it!

As I close down for the night, I feel very depressed by the greed and selfishness I've encountered on the Internet today. 

Before folks pass on the hatefulness and racist bantering of Ronnie Reagan's "Welfare Queen" myth, I wish they would confront the reality of what "welfare" is in truth and who its recipients are. Hell, they are probably looking at one of them each time they look in the mirror. 

I'm neither hungry nor homeless, but I have been both. My cupboard is almost empty tonight, but at least I expect a small pension check tomorrow. Many, many people in the country don't expect anything... except more hunger and homelessness. I can't understand my the right wing blames the homeless, hungry, jobless of this world for the   problems they themselves created with their prejudice, selfishness, and greed.

Day Two

For lack of a better title, I'll follow yesterday's Day One with Day Two for today.

At 12:01 a.m. I posted my usual Too Bad It's Monday post on Nick's Bytes:

Had a good night's sleep for a change, as my vital signs this morning indicate: blood sugar, blood pressure, and heart rate all in OK ranges. 

I've yet to decide whether is shall resume my dialogue with Ma Bell that drove my emotions and health into a tailspin last week. If I do, I must remember to follow this advice that I found on FB this morning:

Where did all the social networks or circles or whatever they call themselves come from and how in the name of all that's profane did I become a member of them?

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Day One

This blog-journal is the fruition of months of:

• working hard on my blog, Nick's Bytes
• not working enough on Alex's blog, Alexicon
• not working at all on my other blogs, Nick's Pics. UCC on the Net, and Saint Nick's Splendid Blog Roll (which I really need to delete)
• and, primarily, sharing too damned much of my personal life on Facebook.

My idea of this new blog is simple: each day I jot to stuff as it happens or comes into my mind. I may write on time on a post or update it 50 times. It depends upon the day. Please drop in if you are interested in this type of blog.

Soooooooo... on with today's journal!

Last night Sugar slipped out the door when I came in. I've not been as worried about her getting as I was before I realized that she would come home when hungry. About midnight Alex and I went out one the patio, where I called Sugar's name. Wow! She came immediately and rubbed noses with Alex. I opened the door for all of us to come in, but Sugar (damned little butch) enticed Alex to play outside. Both left the patio for the wider world. (It's OK. Alex returned at about 2:00 a.m. and Sugar returned home about 5:00 a.m.)

Sugar

Alex

Earlier today I published a funny b log post, Another Silly Sunday, on my Nick's Bytes blog.

Last night and this morning I watched the London Olympics . Now I am (again) recording today's NBC Olympics broadcasts so later I can fast-forward thru ads and especially talking heads. Why must TV sports coverage include so much witless commentary by broadcaster and "experts?" Just let us watch and enjoy the games!

I miss my guitar! I had to pawn it to pay AT&T which didn't help because Ma Bell still found a way to screw me. I had hoped to be able to retrieve my guitar next month, but the money is in the budget. So I'll have to give the $50/month to keep them from becoming the owners of my guitar.

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