More weather related fun, this time in haiku for you form…
Come on snow and ice.
Do your job and melt away.
Your time has passed, dudes.
Category: Generic
None?
If you do it for free is it a job? I think if you are doing it for free then it’s a hobby or a chore, not a job.
I am about to go outside and shovel yesterday’s snow and ice off of the driveway. I’m going to do it for free, but it’s not a job. If I went door to door and did it for the neighbors I would turn it into a job, but there is no way in hell I’d do it for free.
I would play gigs with the band for free, but it’s not a job for me, it’s a hobby. There are people around who do consider bar gigs a job and require the pay they get from those gigs for their living. If I did shows for free I would be taking work away from those people, thus literally taking money out of their pockets and food out of their kids’ mouths. No, I would not do bar gigs with the band for free. I will not screw up the very tenuous economy to indulge my hobby. No.
So is there a job I would do for free? No, I don’t think there is. Sorry, Charlie.
Lily
In the immortal words of Marshall on the show How I Met Your Mother, happy happy Lily day.
Haiku for You #171
Sick time, vacation time, personal time. It’s a time off avalanche around here.
Shorthanded at work.
Everyone out all at once.
Tough couple of days.
Olympics
What is it about the Olympic Games that makes uninteresting sporting events so riveting that I can’t look away? Track and field events, figure skating, curling, and the queen mother of WTF athletic competitions, biathlon (the one with target shooting crossed with cross country skiing). Take uninteresting sporting competitions, wrap them in the Olympic flag and BAM, I can’t stop watching. Is it hypnosis? Is it some weird brain washing thing? Is it a form of nationalistic propaganda that our brains are hard wired to respond to?
Maybe… or it just might be fun.
There is one Olympic event that I follow pretty religiously. It’s not figure skating, though there was a time in the past where I had a family connection to that sport based on my cousin having dated a super famous US competitor. It’s not soccer either, though it might be in the future as I have a family connection that may or may not be involved with the Olympic development program and may at some point in the distant future end up playing goal for the USA. No, you can probably guess if you read through past posts on this blog. It’s hockey.
Hockey was always the best part of the Winter Olympics, but when the NHL players were allowed to participate, suddenly the Olympic Ice Hockey tournament became the ultimate international competition, featuring literally the best hockey players on Earth. Sure it took a couple of Olympics for the whole thing to start living up to it’s potential, but once it did. Damn, were those games ever fun. Best hockey tournament ever.
Generate an image of a male jedi knight playing ice hockey for team usa with a light saber…
Cat Day
I’m off work today to take my father to a doctor’s appointment. it gave me a little extra time for cat pics. Just because.
Fascist Free
The best way to improve my community, my whole country, would be to do the same thing the free world did during the second world war. Just remove the fascists. I don’t want it to take a war like it did back then. Let’s give them an island or something. They seem to be okay with their cult leader visiting Jeffrey Epstein’s island so they would likely be fine with a nazi island. Then we let them think they are their own independent country and let them think they are able to sustain themselves, sort of the way many of the southern US states think they can operate without Federal funds that they get from the more liberal states they claim to despise. They can have their marches and their rallies and they can discriminate against anyone who doesn’t look like them and they can treat immigrants poorly (as if there would be any immigrants) and they can treat women like property (as if any women would go there). If they try to leave the island the rest of the free world stops them. If they get too big for their britches we slap them back into place.
Ahh, what a world that would be.
Of course I could never actually condone this because it goes against everything I believe in as far as personal freedoms are concerned. That sucks. I guess I have to stay true to myself. Bummer, eh? Still, a fascist free community would sure be nice, wouldn’t it?
Joe Flaherty
Rest in peace, Joe Flaherty. The SCTV legend who once appeared as Count Floyd to introduce the Rush song, The Weapon.
If you don’t wear your 3D glasses you’ll only see in one half D.
Legend.
Weather or Not
I made a pun in the title of this post. Did you like it? It takes the phrase “whether or not” and replaces whether with it’s homonym, weather because the post is going to be about the weather. Get it? I feel so friggin’ clever I could spontaneously combust*!
We’re supposed to get a nor’easter this week. The forecast yesterday said 3-6 inches of snow on Wednesday into Thursday. I just checked the accuweather website and it’s still calling for some snow on Wednesday but no real accumulation. Then Thursday into Friday we’re still looking at 3-6 inches.
I am taking my father to a doctors appointment on Wednesday and I am working in the office on Thursday. Wednesday is looking good but Thursday might be in trouble. We’ll have to see.
The long range forecast includes something I am looking forward to. When the temperature outside hits 60 degrees I like to open the windows. If the forecast is correct, next week I’ll be opening the windows. It stands as more evidence that I am now officially a really old fart, but stuff like that pleases me immensely. Come on, weather. Let’s let me open the windows. Just stop snowing first, m’kay?
*That’s sarcasm. I am not clever at all. Not even a little bit.
Adapting to Covid
Daily writing prompt
How have you adapted to the changes brought on by the Covid-19 pandemic?
When the lockdown started we got on board quick. We locked everything down and we locked it down hard. My wife and I were both overweight and pushing 50 years old (well, I was pushing 50 more than she was as she still hasn’t hit that “happy” milestone yet) and that was enough to justify our response, but more importantly to me, my step son has Crohn’s disease and type one Diabetes and there was no way in hell that kid was catching Covid-19 on my watch. We were all high risk but in my book his high risk out weighed everything else by far.
We still haven’t let up completely. Well… I don’t know, maybe we have. Maybe the mindset behind our day to day has changed so much that we can’t really perceive that we’re basically back to pre-pandemic normal.
We aren’t masking up every time we leave the house, but we are quick to put one on in some circumstances. If I have a sniffle I’ll wear a mask. We still hesitate to go out socially. Restaurants are few and far between. Doordash, Amazon, curbside pickups, they are all our friends. We’ve let ourselves go on a couple of trips. The last one was seven months ago and wouldn’t you know it, Jen and I both caught Covid. Shit. At the time I said to Jen that we needed to go on a trip right away after we recovered. We needed to get right back on the horse because if we didn’t we might never be able to bring ourselves to travel again. That was seven months ago. No one has returned to any horses yet. Shit.
So even though everything is steadily recovering and getting back to normal, we have adapted such that normal no longer feels completely normal, and we may never fully un-lockdown. I hope we can bring ourselves to relax, but I don’t know if we’ll be able to pull off that little magic trick.
The good news here though… my step son did not get sick on my watch. Mission accomplished.
Inside the Red Head's Head 