I haven’t mentioned the old anti-Facebook crusade that I started a while ago in some time? How’s that going, Robert?
Well I’m glad you asked. It’s been three weeks or so since last I mentioned it and I’m sad to say I’ve actually been on Facebook twice in that time. It’s okay though, I can explain.
First, now that I’m off my father decided to create a new account. I don’t think the two things are related, but the timing is a little crummy for me. My sister mentioned that he sent a friend request. I logged in, accepted it, and logged out. That was it.
Second, I was listening to a podcast focused on cover bands. One of the hosts mentioned a music venue in Manchester, NH that I wasn’t familiar with. I Googled it and clicked on the first link to come up. It was their Facebook page. I wasn’t logged in but I still clicked off as soon as I saw the banner. Nope, no Facebook for this red head.
That’s it. So since the whole thing started almost two months ago I’ve been logged in twice and on the system without logging in once.
We left our Christmas lights from last year hung up along the edge of the roof. A few weeks ago I noticed a spot near the end of the string where it was broken. Crap. I guess we have to replace them this year.
That’s where things started getting weird. The lights were wrapped around the railings next to the stairs leading up to our two front doors. Strangely, the wires have been broken all over the railings and all of the bulbs are gone. What the hell?
Now there are 3-4 places along the edge of the roof where the strand has been broken, and again many of the bulbs are gone.
Over the last week or so I have started seeing bulbs in random places in the yard. Once I saw three of them in the back yard next to the house. For reference, we didn’t hang any lights on the back of the house. Today if you were to look in the same spot, all three bulbs are gone.
There is, however, a bulb on the fire pit, and other bulbs in random places in the back or on the sides of the house, nowhere near where the lights were hung.
So there are two questions to ask. First, which critters are chewing the lights off of our house, and two, if I put up new lights are the same critters going to chew through those as well?
I search for boutique wah pedals and get link after link telling me I have to get my hands on the wah pedal I dumped into my closet when that frat boy fucker in California went on his idiotic racist rant following the George Floyd protests and implied that people who put more value on a human being’s life than on their neighbor’s windows are both unworthy of his products and incapable of pissing while standing up. Fuck that guy. I’m never using his pedals again, I don’t care how amazing his fucking deluxe wah pedal is.
End rant.
So where do I go? There is Xotic and Jam Pedals. They are both supposed to have excellent wahs. One company that I know nothing about keeps popping up too. Real McCoy Custom, or RMC. they seem to have a ton of models, all with stellar reviews, but only a few are in production. Is that info correct? They are pretty expensive and there aren’t a whole lot of dealers (just one in Massachusetts).
I’m thinking when the time comes, this is probably where I want to go. The RMC10 reviews are all stellar, but I’m only seeing RMC11’s for sale around here.
I wasn’t going to write about this until it was all over at some point in the far off future, but I’m going to fail at it the way I fail at most things so why not share?
On Monday November 8th I viewed an orientation video for weight loss surgery at Lowell General Hospital. I spoke to my insurance company to make sure the procedure would be covered and I submitted a form to request an initial appointment. The form said to expect a response in five business days. That was six business days ago.
Sure it’s only one day over… I’m sure they are just busy. I’m sure it’s not the universe trying to convince me to wuss out and not mutilate myself in the name of healthier living. I’m sure I’ll be fine the way I am, right up until the heart attack ends me before I’m sixty.
There is a webcam on my desk that I use for conference calls. The bed is in the field of view so I make it all neat like on work days.
Patches isn’t sure how to deal with the lack of messed up blankets. There’s isn’t a place for her to curl up or hide or anything. I always make things so difficult for her.