Three Wishes

You have three magic genie wishes, what are you asking for?

Daily writing prompt
  1. Peace, love, happiness, and prosperity for all of my family and friends.
  2. Infinite funds and financial security for all of my family and friends.
  3. Disney’s Aladdin be damned, I’m wishing for infinite wishes.

Yes I know, old Uncle Walt made my third wish illegal, but the Disney Corporation can kiss my ass, I am wishing for more wishes. Sure, by the rules of the movie Aladdin I would basically be turning the Genie into my eternal personal servant, but he should have seen that coming when he first got into the business. Am I right or am I right? Call it an occupational hazard. The dude got what was coming to him.

Fear the Walking Dumpster Fire

Every time I torture myself with a new episode of Fear the Walking Dead I go into it with the thought that however bad it will be, and I know it will be insultingly awful, at least it can’t be as bad as the last episode. Nothing could be worse than the last horrid piece of shit television that was the last episode.

Then the new episode is so awful, so terrible, so disgustingly bad, that it not only is worse than the previous episode, it is worse by miles and miles. It is so much worse that I feel like I have just eaten mud. It is so much worse that I feel like I have just punched a puppy in the face with brass knuckles.

It just happened again. I just finished last night’s new episode and it was so much worse than last week’s, and last week’s was the worst episode I’ve ever forced myself to watch.

What the actual fuck, AMC? How do you let this utter shit on the air? What the hell is wrong with you people?

Fear the Walking MacBook

I haven’t watched last night’s Fear the Walking Dead episode. Let me rephrase, I haven’t bitterly hate watched last night’s Fear the Walking Dead episode. I have to watch it tonight. Why? Because I need it to go away and I don’t want to wait any longer. Let’s get the garbage overwith.

There’s a Bruins game on tonight though. I’d rather watch that. There’s a World Series game too and I’d rather watch that. Strangely, there is also an Apple event. Rumor has it they are going to announce new MacBook Pros with M3 chips. I would rather watch that too.

Nope. At some point tonight I am going to ignore all of the good things available and watch the new episode of the worst television show I’ve ever subjected myself to. What the hell is wrong with me?

Photo(s) a Day Challenge

I took a few pics this morning but I couldn’t decide which one should be today’s photo-a-day challenge pic. These were the front runners.

60/365

I went with the guitar. I probably should have gone with the hand weights because it would be something different. I did use the weights today. First time in a long time. I need to make it a daily habit. Get to it, Robert.

(Not Quite) Daily Haiku for You #69

I missed two days worth of haiku this weekend. I want to call it daily but I can’t because I keep missing days!

Anyway, today’s not quite daily haiku for you is inspired by me trying to get back to my daily exercise routine which was put on hold for a week when I hurt my back.

Daily exercise,
Put on hold for a full week.
Back on track today.

My Family

Describe a family member.

Daily writing prompt

This one is difficult. My gut instinct is to respond that each member of my family is brilliant and kind and loving and amazing. It’s going to end up like that, but maybe not quiet so explicitly?

Let’s start with my wife, Jen. I have never met anyone so capable. Her brain is breathtaking. Her intelligence is staggering. Professionally speaking she can do anything. Managing people or architecting software systems or implementing code solutions. All of it. I can’t tell you how many of her co-workers have told me how she continuously amazes them. She is also kind and sweet and supportive and loving. I have had a few difficult situations in my life that I do not believe I could have handled without having her with me to help me through them. All of my life I imagined what the perfect life-partner would be like. Jen is it. She checks all of my life-partner boxes. Before I met her I was convinced that I would never get married and never have a family. Then she came along and changed my entire outlook on life. She is a shockwave to my system that changed every aspect of my life for the better. She is the single most amazing human being I have ever encountered and I love her with every fiber of my being. I cannot believe she found me worthy of sharing her life with. I don’t know what I did to be so lucky. I don’t think I will ever figure it out, but I will eternally be thankful I did whatever it was I did.

Next up is my step son, Harry. He’s a 20 year old junior at the University of Vermont. He is the single most generous person I have ever met. His selflessness borders on astounding. He has also had to deal with some serious health issues. Years ago, when he was still a little guy, he developed type one diabetes. His body stopped producing insulin for some reason and he got incredibly sick very quickly. We almost lost him. His response after recovering from the initial issues has been nothing short of incredible. He took up the challenge of managing his disease and has kept himself healthy ever since. I try to imagine myself in his shoes and I just can’t see myself handling my blood sugar as expertly as he has. We had that one horrible hospitalization before we knew what was wrong, but in the nearly 10 years since there has never been even another scare. Sure his blood sugar spikes and dips from time to time, but he reacts to it swiftly and accurately and always brings it into line in short order. Even the medical staff who oversee his diabetes management are a little in awe of how well he has done. He is an inspiration as well as being a kind and loving step son. He is amazing.

Finally there is my step daughter, Bellana. She is a 22 year old recent college graduate. She is working in medical research these days, but graduate school is in her future. She is working toward getting published in a medical journal and is hoping to achieve that before starting a Masters program. I expect there will be a PHD in her future at some point, but let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves. To say that Bellana is brilliant is a massive understatement. She is also the most driven person I have ever known. She wanted to be first in her class in high school and she pulled it off. She wanted to graduate from college with honors and she pulled it off. She decides what she wants and she forces her will upon it and makes it happen. It’s amazing to watch. She is also just as kind and loving as can be. Just like her brother and her mother, she is amazing.

On top of all of these things about the three members of my family, they are also hysterically funny. The sense of humor these people have… we spend so much time together laughing. Again I have to ask, what did I do to deserve having these people in my life? What did I do to make them let me stay around? I will never know but I will forever be grateful.

So there you have it. Descriptions of my family members that cover maybe 0.01% of all of the things that I love about them. I have barely scratched the surface, but it’s still enough to give you an idea of why I love them so much.

National Cat Day

Today is National Cat Day? Who knew?

I mentioned earlier that I saved off a new favorite Hipstamatic setup. I made a camera with the same settings on Hipstamatic X. I think in this instance I can’t really tell the difference between the two. I’ve tried this experiment with other combos before and I could absolutely tell the difference.

This is from Hipstamatic Classic:

This is from Hipstamatic X. Can we tell?

The border is a little different, but I don’t care about that. The actual image is pretty similar.

Anyway, happy National Cat Day from my cats to yours. Or something.

Jimmy Agreed

I’ve only seen Jimmy Page live once. He was one of the guys who made me need to learn to play guitar. Led Zeppelin was very important to me as a young musician, but as I got older they sort of became less relevant. Every now and then I can put on a record and feel much of what I used to feel when I was a kid, but they don’t persist for me the way Cream or Jeff Beck do. Of the three ex-Yardbirds, Page became the least import to me.

He did a tour in 1988 and I was a little nervous. His guitar playing through the 80’s seemed like a mere shadow of what it was in the 70’s. Was he losing it? Maybe. There was no way I was passing on the chance to see him when his band came to the Centrum In Worcester though.

I was really surprised by not only how good the band was, but by how good his playing was. He was outstanding. It was so good that the cynical part of me wondered if I had just gotten caught up in the moment and it wasn’t as good as I thought.

Jimmy Page posted this on Instagram. Maybe the cynical part of me should just shut the hell up, right?