We've had one winter, yes. What about second winter?

In early February we had unseasonably warm weather. I'm certain that this is a completely normal part of Earth's climate cycle and that it has nothing to do with man's ever-increasing use of fossil fuels, nor the methane generated by our farming and food consumption, nor is there any possible solution to this thing that isn't really a problem

I'd say I was turning off my sarcasm now but I don't think I have that mode. Maybe in the next firmware update?

Anyway, winter returned in full force toward the month's end.

I'm pretty sure this snow is giving me the finger.

I'm pretty sure this snow is giving me the finger.

In full force.

Yeah. Definitely giving me the finger.

Yeah. Definitely giving me the finger.

The second picture was taken literally 30 seconds after the first. That's how much snow was on my work van Thursday afternoon. And we got more snow over the weekend. We went from high temperatures in the 50s down to the 30s in a week. So many people were excited about getting their houses painted and flowers planted. Silly, silly people.

It's not just them, it's the stores too. We're already seeing BBQ grills, awnings, outdoor furniture...


Also there's this weird phenomenon where the grocery and craft stores jumped straight from V-Day to Easter. I mean, I get that St. Patrick's day doesn't emphasize the mating and breeding aspects of the other two holidays, but the expected drunken revelry has got to lead to some of that behavior. Regardless, I'm excited to see what kind of display my glitter spiders will put on.

Other than that it's been more of the same. I picked up some nice shirts to go with my vest. I haven't tried them on yet, but that will be coming shortly. Also a pair of pants that I think will go well. Plus, my parents have my maternal grandfather's pipe collection, and they're sending me a couple which I think will be smashing additions to the look. Now I just need a nice set of shoes and spats to round it all out.

On a separate note, I think Amazon Prime has been a bad influence on me. I've ordered a bunch of stuff that I've wanted for a while but haven't found for a price I'm willing to pay. New struts for my tailgate, a wine rack for my Torani syrups, and a new TV. For a while now mine has been flaking on me and it's getting worse. Sometimes when I turn it on no picture appears, so I have to turn it back off, wait 30 seconds, and turn it back on. And a couple of times I've had to do it twice (or even thrice). (That word's for you, Tatyana. :p ) The new one should have better sound and picture and only weighs around 16 lbs. Also also, the 2005 series of Doctor Who is on Prime, and it's really cutting into my Netflix time.

I'm also spending a frustrating amount of time trying to get this site to look the way I want, to no effect. So I'm taking a break for a couple of days. Hopefully it will be super easy next go around.

And finally, this is a thing:


Yep, I've created a personal logo/brand. I have no idea what I need to do to register it or whatever to legally make it mine, but there's little chance of anyone try to steal it out from under me before I sort it out.

So that's it for this update. Be good to each other, folks. Oh and also I'm making links for my finishing quotes so if you don't recognize it, you don't have to go to all the time and hassle of a Google search. Muchas smooches.

Overdue update (now with 50% more facial hair)

I'm making myself write this. Not because I don't want to but because I have so many irons in the fire.

So. Those of you who follow me on Facebook (which I'm pretty sure is all of my readers at this point) may remember that back in November 2017 I shared how suicidal I felt. I reached out in desperation, and many hands touched mine to pull me back from the brink of that abyss. Thanks to you all. <3

On November 3 my doctor told me about a new DNA test that helped match a person with the best anti-depressant for them. Four vigorous cheek swabs and six weeks later, the results came back and she prescribed me Trazodone, which was the best fit for me and the only "tier 1" drug. The others I'd tried were "tier 2." There was also "tier 3," which listed the medications that were least likely to help me/most likely to produce negative side-effects. It took another six weeks for it to fully build up in my system, but now I feel how I think normal people feel.

Clinical depression is an issue I've had since puberty. It saps my energy and my desire to do things. Alongside that, I have until recently been interested in national and world politics and events. Those two things combined just devoured my energy. Add the increased selling of our government to corporate interests, plus knowing that almost half of American voters chose a racist narcissist con man to lead the country, sapped my will to live. We had literal Nazis marching in the streets of Washington DC after the election and most people's response seemed to be *shrug*. It infuriated me and there was nothing I could do about it. It felt like the only reasonable response to this crazy merry-go-round was to get off the ride altogether. But, as I mentioned before, y'all helped me get back on that unicorn for another rotation.

Not a merry-go-round unicorn, but you get the idea.

Not a merry-go-round unicorn, but you get the idea.

So I kept on living through Thanksgiving, when I took a cruise with my parents to The Bahamas and Key West. For three days we were out of cell reception. No Internet. No Facebook. No news of any kind whatsoever.

It was glorious.

It was also difficult for me that first couple of days. Nassau is a gorgeous city on a gorgeous island, but it was hard for me to reconcile that beauty with the knowledge of how western Europeans had pillaged the Americas and raped, murdered, and enslaved the populace. I think it would be one thing if my history classes had taught the truth rather than the myth of the basically empty continent with a few helpful natives that wished only to serve the clearly superior white "explorers" and "settlers." Helpful hint: all those settlers were really an invading army that committed genocide to gain control of the land and its resources.

Sorry. The point is that once I had a few days away from all that, I was crazy relaxed. Upon our return to Florida we stayed in Miami Beach for another five days, and while I shared some pictures on FB, I remained essentially unplugged. There was plenty of lounging and swimming and sightseeing, but I think what really relaxed me was being unplugged. I suspect this because as soon as I got onto the plane from Miami to Denver and then home, my shoulders tensed up.

Once home my nice relaxed mood began to fade. So, I culled the list of pages I followed to friends, redheads, and cats. That helped, but not enough. So when we went over the test results I jumped at it. But many anti-depressants just need time to saturate your body. Once I started feeling better, I tried following the Alt National Park page. I stopped around three weeks later. *shrug* I don't know if it's the best response for the continuance of this nation or humanity's survival. I don't know if really I should be concerned about either of those things. Nations and empires rise and fall. Species live and die, sometimes with catastrophic consequences. But I do know that my focus on terrible events that I could do nothing to affect was literally killing me.

Which brings us to more-or-less today. I started the new meds mid-December. I started this blog at the end of January. I grew my beard and moustaches out gloriously.



I got a new Casper mattress, I cleaned out (almost) all of the stuff that had been accumulating, I began putting time into various media (the 2005 series of Dr. Who, the video game The Witcher, The BBC show Merlin, various books I've wanted to read), building a new character for our new D&D campaign, Slylock Noir, and I'm now in the process of building a small wardrobe for my new alter ego "Professor Kittendad."

...who suffered a tragic beard-trimming incident.

...who suffered a tragic beard-trimming incident.

I'm also working on a big project at work that requires a lot more mental energy than "paint the room tan," so even there I'm more engaged. All in all it's gotten busy for me in a good way, because I'm not accustomed to having this much energy and motivation, and I don't know how long it will last so I'm doing everything at once and using run-on sentences.

So there it is. I think that pretty well covers it. I will try to post here more frequently, not just for you my faithful readers but also for myself. i want to stay engaged and I want to chronicle my journey. So much of my life has passed that I can't account for (because chemo brain, grr) and I don't want to turn 50 and have only a hazy idea of how I spent the last decade.

I think we made a new friend.

When I was young I, like my father before me, was allergic to walnuts. It wasn’t serious, just numbness and tingling in the mouth. I’m not sure when it changed but I can eat them now. There’s a lovely prepared salad at Fred Meyer (the local branch of Kroger) that has cranberries and glazed walnuts and I think a raspberry vinaigrette. I’m trying to snack healthier so when I bought some pecans and cashews at WinCo, I got a bag of walnuts as well.

 The operative word in the previous paragraph is “glazed.”

These things taste like wood. It’s like chewing on a branch but softer.. I don’t know, maybe I got an off batch? Regardless, I found them inedible. 

What do you do with a chubby squirrel? earl-eye in the morning

What do you do with a chubby squirrel? earl-eye in the morning

But this little guy didn’t. So now every afternoon before I go to work I scatter walnut pieces for him on the balcony, and leave the drapes open so Azunyan can watch. In completely separate news, she’s stopped snuggling with me while I’m drinking my coffee and browsing the Net before breakfast. I have no idea why. 😜

I also have a bit of housekeeping here. A friend wanted to leave a comment here, but it asked her to sign in or something, but wouldn’t let her? If anybody else having this issue, please leave me a comment.

Ain't I the dickens?. Comment on FB or text me. I want to witness the firepower of this fully armed and operational blog. Thanks!

And now for some advice from The Postal Service that I just can't quite seem to heed: