This is me trying to stay sane in a completely insane world:
I don’t think it’s working.
Last night Jen, Harry, and I were completely wrapped up in Cobra Kai season 2. We were watching, discussing, laughing, and snacking. Later, as I was getting ready for bed, I realized I forgot to set the timer for my fast. It was after 11:00. The fast was supposed to start at 9:00.
That’s when I asked myself, were you munching on those peanuts after 9:00? I can’t say one way or the other. I set today’s fast at 10-2 instead of 9-1. If I had an extra hour yesterday, I’ll short myself an hour today.
It’s been 10 days. You’d think it would be routine by now. Apparently not.
I am freakin’ starving. Today is my eighth day playing around with this little weight loss gimmick. I have been 100% on board with no cheating at all. Fast periods start at 9:00pm and end at 1:00pm the next day. In the first week I had really good results. It hasn’t exactly been easy to stop myself from eating during the fast periods, but it hasn’t been too difficult.
Today though, holy crap. There have been four times since last night when I walked through the kitchen and actually picked up some snack food before realizing that I was in a fast. Crap. The current fast ends in 13 minutes, so I’m almost there. Still… damn it has been tough today.
Today is September 14th. I missed an important anniversary yesterday.
September 13th marked six months since the start of the lock down.
No end in site.
I am still keeping track of the daily numbers for both Massachusetts and the United States. I added the Rt number as well. There was a time when Massachusetts was becoming the envy of the nation as our Rt number dropped to the lowest in the country. No more. It was 1.16 yesterday. I don’t have a number for today yet.
Schools are opening and the numbers are spiking. Some schools in MA are already switching to remote. They should all just stop screwing around and switch. New Hampshire should too. My step son is at home this week, but next week? Who knows.
Six months. We were originally expecting two weeks. This is insane. 194,000 corpses in the US and counting. I am so tired of this. It’s just exhausting.
On my first two nights of intermittent fasting I had a snack just before the eating window closed at 9:00pm. Today I didn’t. In fact, the last food I ate tonight was dinner at around 6:00pm… which means my 16 hour fast is going to end up more like 19 hours.
Did I make a mistake here? We will see.
I haven’t played my guitar this week and the stir crazy is getting to me. I’ve done a lot of work on 50/90 but none of it on guitar. I’ve got eight songs with vocals recorded that are just waiting for leads. I have three that are ready for rhythm guitar. Tonight. I hope. All totaled, I’m up to 47 songs now. Three more to go and then all I have to do is the gigantic mountain of work left to finish them up.
The Agents of Shield re-watch is up to season five episode one. It opens with a montage set to a Talking Heads song. At least I think it’s a Talking Heads song. It’s definitely David Byrne singing. It lead me to the question: The year is 2020, is it time for me to give Talking Heads a try? I more or less ignored them back in the 80’s. Should I change my mind? Change my tune, so to speak?
Jen and I have been trying to exercise. I’ve been getting 30 minutes or so in each day for the last few days. I’ve been slacking a little today though. One of the things the Apple Watch activity app tracks is calories burned. I had the goal set at 640. I can’t remember if I set that or if it defaulted that way, but it’s been like that forever.
My SleepWatch app has been giving me notifications stating that I get better sleep if I burn 800 calories. That’s interesting. The last few exercise filled days have seen me going way above 800 and I have been sleeping a little better than normal. I guess that settles it. My activity app has been upped from 640 to 800 calories. Yup. I need to go for a 5-6 minute walk now.

Okay, I promise not to do this again.
The title of the post is just a pun. No one is furious. Unless you count being furious at the dictator cheeto for being recorded saying that Covid was a killer all the way back in February. That’s not what you get furious about. What you get furious about is that 50% of the idiots who vote still think he’s doing a great job, the fucking dogs.
Anyway.
51 minutes ago I finished my second intermittent fast. Two days in a row of no eating between 9:00pm and 1:00pm the next day. Something tells me that I’m going to get sick of this really quick, but for today… Two fast, too furious. Or something like that.
I’ve started having a little problem with my Apple Watch. Yesterday it froze on me. It went to sleep and wouldn’t wake up. I rebooted and everything was fine… or so I thought. About an hour later I saw a no-connection error icon. What? I checked my iPhone and sure enough the phone and the watch were not connected via bluetooth. I re-connected them and it was fine for a while but eventually it disconnected again.
I went to Wise Master Google and it told me to just toggle the bluetooth function on my iphone. That seems to have worked so far, at least for a couple of hours, but I have been having a little bit of an issue connecting to Siri. Its only working when my phone and I are in the same room. Weird.
My step son just wrapped up his second day of school. He did it all from his room. He’s in the living room doing music theory homework on the electric piano right now. As of today the full remote schooling is still just for this week. For now though, it’s such a relief to know he’s not going into the coronaviral plague pit otherwise known as the high school. I really don’t want him to go back, at least not without a vaccine, and not a rushed-poison-election-year-gimmick vaccine. I’m so tired of this.
So how are you all doing?

Raise your hand if you recently completed your first 16 hour fast and have then rewarded yourself with a nice lunch and some Pringles. Yeah, I dig that isn’t really within the spirit of the thing, but one piece at a time, am I right? I’ve also done a couple of walking-in-place sessions. I’d like to do it for 30 minutes a day (which will close the exercise ring on my Apple Watch), but being as criminally out of shape as I am, I don’t see that happening. I might be able to pull off 15 minutes a day for now. We’ll see.
So the Walking Dead announced today that it is ending after the next season. There will be a couple of spin offs following so it will effectively go on in another form. One show will center on Daryl and Carol. Another will be anthology style and could fill in back story for characters we already know. Interesting, but if it were up to me I’d just follow Judith. Also, will the comic’s end come into play? They’d have to bring a certain local sheriff back for that.
Bob Woodward, of Woodward and Bernstein and Watergate fame, has a new book coming out next week. It’s called Rage and it includes direct interviews with the fascist Cheeto in chief himself. Those interviews include one from February where the American Nazi Impeached prick tells Woodward that COVID-19 is a killer and five times worse than the flu. There’s another from March where he admits to downplaying the severity of the situation. Fuck him. Fuck him right in his pasty orange goo ass.