Better Late Than Never?

(Don’t believe this guy. It’s early Tuesday morning.)

Here we are again. Early Saturday morning, I'm snacking and relaxing after work, and I'm making myself take a moment to share what's going on. First order of business: Boris and Natasha, my glitter spiders, have been hard at work.


Aren't they just sweethearts? Definitely need to search Amazon for glitter flies.

I'm also working on the north wall of that same gym (previously I painted the south wall). I don't want to post any photos until it's finished, which will be next week. But the principal left me a great note today:


It's always great to know that one's work is appreciated.

In other news, I spent a couple hours trying to set up email subscriptions for Two Monkeys Wednesday night. I kept going in circles so I set it aside. I may get on that this weekend, but probably don't expect it soon. I couple of people have asked for this since I post sporadically and they prefer not to miss anything. They aren't frequent Facebook users, and frankly the site isn't great at consistently telling people what their friends are up to. So thanks to those good and dear friends, as well as everyone who reads this. I appreciate knowing that people are interested in what I have to say.

A couple other things come to mind: my latest obsessions. The first is a new (to me) game: Stellaris. It came out in 2016 so I'm surprisingly on the ball with this one. Usually I don't learn about games until they've been out for a decade. The short version is that you guide your civilization in exploring the galaxy and interacting with other species. I've only just started, so I can't really give you the long version, but the link up there should tell you more.

The other one is Purity Ring. Not the object, which I find distasteful, but the band. Pandora introduced me to them and I kind of can't stop listening. They have some really trippy videos too. I don't understand them, but they sure look cool.

Update: I ended up crashing this weekend. I must have been pushing myself too hard, because I only had a few sparks of motivation and they were easily stamped out. The weather was lovely so I opened my window and patio door to enjoy the spring air and that's about it. So that's why you're getting this now rather than Saturday. So I hope you enjoy my blog a bit later than I'd intended to post it. Enjoy your week!

My Cat May Be Plotting To Kill Me.

Or possibly take over the world. I for one welcome our new feline overlords.

So like I mentioned previously, I finished out my week working for the Fire & Safety shop. And by "work" I mean I clicked a few buttons, waited for an upload to complete (or not) and clicked a few more buttons.

Then did the same for the next school, And the next. And the next.


Tonight I forgot my earbuds. Oh, did I mention that the main shop area gets bloody cold as night wears on? And that the office where the server is located has its own heater? And that the safety of your schools is in the capable hands of a 28.8 kbps dial-up modem?

Okay, that bit about the modem's speed was an exaggeration, and the one about the safety of the entire district was an outright lie. But the sound, oh my pretties, the sound is all too real. But if you're old enough to remember the halcyon days of AOL and Netscape Navigator, when things were good and only getting better (oh, sweet innocence, how I miss thee...), then you remember that the noise stopped after 30 seconds or so. Not true with the district modem. It goes on f o r e v e r.


Literally the entire duration of the call. So obnoxious.

"But Dan," I hear you asking, "Didn't the title of this post mention a cat?"

I'm getting there. Jeez.

"And why not just leave the thing, wait 40 minutes, and come back to do the next one?"

Holy cats, would you let me just tell the freaking story? Do I interrupt you when you're speaking? Even when you've told me the story thrice already? (Oh yeah, I'm bringing it back. And "fortnight." That word is dead useful.)

Where was I? Oh, yeah. I couldn't just leave entirely, because some were as short as 20 minutes, and others were as long as 50, and I wanted to get the job wrapped up quickly because 1. Urgent and 2. BORING. So. Before it got too cold to hang out in the warehouse area, I started a call and headed back home to grab my earbuds. They're noise-cancelling, so perfect for blocking out both the modem and pesky coworkers. And I live about 10 minutes from work, so I wasn't concerned about losing time on my project.

Now, normally Azunyan is very pleased to see me come home. Whether it's been 30 minutes or 10 hours, she immediately barrels over and scolds me until I give her chin scritches. But today was different. Today was weird. I opened the door and scanned for her, because she adores tripping me. Why do cats do this? I don't know, but anyone who has ever been owned by a cat will verify this behavior. No sign of her, so I grabbed my earbuds from the table (in plain view where they would be impossible to forget) and as I was stuffing them in my pocket, I saw her.

She was standing next to a cardboard box and glaring at me.

Like, if you ever lived with a roommate, and you accidentally walked in on them with their significant other, and you just hadn't noticed the sock on the doorknob or whatever, so you were definitely the trespasser, and they glare at you like, "The hell, man?!"

Yeah. it was that look. It was not at all "Yay! Daddy's home!" and 100% "DUDE. I have the place for this 8-hour block, five days a week, and you're interrupting it. WALK AWAY."

So yeah. I did. And when I got home at my usual time it was all sunshine and unicorns again. So if the cats rise up and enslave us all (more so), my baby girl was definitely in on it. And like a good daddy, I'm behind her 300%


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.