I haven’t thought about a topic for today’s haiku yet. I’m going into this totally blind. What will I come up with?
It’s always raining.
Why won’t it ever quit it?
The year without sun.
I haven’t thought about a topic for today’s haiku yet. I’m going into this totally blind. What will I come up with?
It’s always raining.
Why won’t it ever quit it?
The year without sun.
I’m late getting started this morning and I have a ton of things I want to do in a short amount of time so let’s make this one quick, m’kay?
The one thing I wish I had learned earlier in life is something that I am still trying to learn today. It’s simple. Don’t be afraid of everything. Don’t let fear run your life. So many things I didn’t do when I was young. So many things I missed out on just because I was a little afraid of them. If I have just let myself step out of my comfort zone, even a little bit, I would have experienced so many things. I don’t really believe that my life has lacked anything, I just let a lot of things slip past that would probably have turned into positive life events.
Stop being afraid, Robert. Let things happen and see how it goes. That’s what I would tell my younger self. I don’t know if it’s something I would pull off, but I would try to get that point across to my own dumb ass.
Covid is a bitch.
A truth that we all know well.
Kiss my ass, virus.
What are your favorite types of foods?
I’ve mentioned this before. In my post-gastric bypass world my food focus is on protein sources. Chicken, mostly, but also eggs and beef and various supplement type things. I just had lunch and it was just a protein bar.
Chicken might qualify for my current favorite, based on volume, but at the moment the true favorite is an example of me getting in touch with my Irish heritage via a silly stereotype. It’s potatoes. Anything potato based. Mashed, baked, French fries, home fries, hell even tater tots, which I never really liked much before. If it’s made out of a potato I’m loving it these days.
Another food in the running for current favorite is Ritz crackers. I feel like I’m regularly filling up my tiny new stomach pouch with them, though I suspect I’m really in it for the salt, and the crackers are just a salt delivery unit.
Also, a dark horse candidate is pizza. I don’t like tomatoes and I loath cheese (even the thought of cheese makes my skin crawl) but I do like cheese pizza. We’ve had it a couple of times over the last few weeks and each time has been basically heaven.
I was planning on having some chicken and either French fries or mashed potatoes for dinner tonight…. But maybe we will send out for some pizza.
We both knew it was coming, even though I would not admit it and will deny it for ever, but after two days of negative tests we had a positive Covid-19 test today. I’m still not going to say which of us is sick, but as of this moment it’s still just one of us. That will change soon enough, I’m sure.
We are hanging out at an urgent care parking lot waiting for them to tell us we can come inside. We are hoping for a prescription for paxlovid to help things along.
Wish our immune systems luck. Yippee.
Back home at last. We stopped at the airport and dropped off the rental car and grabbed our car from long term parking and scooted home.
What a crazy three day adventure.




We are at a rest area in Connecticut but we are only 10-15 miles from Massachusetts.
There are Boy Scouts here giving away free coffee and donuts.


Stopped at a rest area in Virginia to take a break from the crushing gridlock.




I would not call Richmond, VA one of my favorite cities, but I do have a fondness for it for some reason.

We are just passing through today. It’s already way behind us.
When being negative is a good thing…
