Giddy-Up [2011] (Yes, I know the picture’s blurry, and yes I know Des is all grown up and engaged. It’s a flashback moment)
Looks like Tipper is going to be joining me at home this week. I expressed concern over her frequent coughing yesterday morning and Kat administered a test when she got home. It hit positive about as fast as scientifically possible. So, my doctors’ appointments are canceled, Tipper won’t be at school or clubs, and we both need to try and stay away from the universe as much as possible. This is going to get interesting.
Question: Why the hell do my ankle bones hurt? This is a new pain this morning. I don’t know if it’s a COVID pain or a chemo pain. It hurts like hell, though. Balance is still a tough issue, but I’m assuming that it’s related to all the congestion fucking with my ears.
Decision: I’m not repeating a damn thing whose origin was a social media post. You shouldn’t either. First, social media is not the primary means through which intelligent people communicate. Second, I don’t care how many blue checks there are, it is impossible to verify that the post was created and sent by the name on the account. This includes politicians. So, if there’s not a legit source, I’m ignoring it.
In old-person gut check this morning: Tito Jackson is dead at age 70. Poor Tito, he tried like hell to play off Michael’s fame, but it never worked for him like it did Janet. Expect to hear a lot of Jackson 5 on the radio today.
COVID Edition, Day 2
Looks like Tipper is going to be joining me at home this week. I expressed concern over her frequent coughing yesterday morning and Kat administered a test when she got home. It hit positive about as fast as scientifically possible. So, my doctors’ appointments are canceled, Tipper won’t be at school or clubs, and we both need to try and stay away from the universe as much as possible. This is going to get interesting.
Question: Why the hell do my ankle bones hurt? This is a new pain this morning. I don’t know if it’s a COVID pain or a chemo pain. It hurts like hell, though. Balance is still a tough issue, but I’m assuming that it’s related to all the congestion fucking with my ears.
Decision: I’m not repeating a damn thing whose origin was a social media post. You shouldn’t either. First, social media is not the primary means through which intelligent people communicate. Second, I don’t care how many blue checks there are, it is impossible to verify that the post was created and sent by the name on the account. This includes politicians. So, if there’s not a legit source, I’m ignoring it.
In old-person gut check this morning: Tito Jackson is dead at age 70. Poor Tito, he tried like hell to play off Michael’s fame, but it never worked for him like it did Janet. Expect to hear a lot of Jackson 5 on the radio today.
There were plenty of tight NFL games yesterday if you were watching. Of course, the Colts lost to the Packers, 16-10, but at least they showed up for the game this time. Jets came from behind to beat the Titans, 24-17. And would someone kindly explain to me how the hell the 49ers lost to the f’n Vikings, 17-23? Who didn’t have a squeaker? The Cowboys, of course. New Orleans drilled ’em 44-19.
Nothing else is likely to impact your normal conversations today. Enjoy that.
I’m going back to bed.
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