IT’S SNOWING!!! Again. They’re running out of room to pile this stuff up when they plow and it’s only the middle of January. WordPress automatically installs a new default theme every year. And every year, WordPress yells at me for the security risk of having an inactive theme—which is last year’s automatically installed default theme. You made that mess, WordPress, YOU clean it up. (Yes, I know there are a multitude of reasons why WP…
WEEEEEE HAVE AN ICE DAAAAAAM!!!!!! *ahem* Big surprise, right? We knew it was inevitable because of how much snow we’ve had already this winter. Plus the unit right next door had a crew out just days ago cleaning a dam off their roof. We’re finally getting into a forecasted long stretch of above-freezing temperatures and all that melting can only lead to one place. Right on schedule yesterday afternoon, water started running out of the…
January. 2023. Alright then. Joe has been gone two months already. It still feels impossible. Maybe it always will. In lieu of more depressing grief talk for the moment, I’m going to talk about snow and other innocuous things. Hey, guess what? … It has been blizzard-ing for two days. We are now far above average for snowfall so far this winter so that’s good news for the gawd-awful drought we’ve been in. However, it’s…
We’re heading into yet another blizzard up in here. Because Minnesota. Time to see how much I listened to the same music on repeat for another year… For the first time in a few years, the total play count dropped compared to last year. November and December saw a severe drop off in listening, which impacted things quite a bit. Based on the monthly numbers for the rest of the year, I think the total…
2022 CAN BITE ME. Yes, there were good moments and happy things, but God. Fucking. Dammit. The hard things were Really. Fucking. Hard. this year. Pulling this thing together this time has been a much bigger struggle than it really should have been. It feels more pointless than previous years to be doing this mundane survey of banal questions again. But I do it for me and for some tiny shred of normalcy when so…
December. Joe has already been gone a full month. Logically, I know this is real, but it certainly still does not feel like it. November is mostly a blur. I spent a lot of time staring at the wall or crying—or staring at the wall while crying—and barely paying attention to hours upon hours of old cooking shows and even older cartoons. I also played a lot of Solitaire. What’s great—and by great, I mean…
