Category: iphoneography

Gift

Amazon delivered this yesterday:
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Today is the day. When I woke up this morning I looked like this:
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Eight weeks into quarantineland and I couldn’t take it anymore. Apparently neither could Jen because she volunteered to take care of it.

Success:
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I feel like a new man. At last I can see what is in front of my face again.

Thank you, Jen. I love you so much!

Glasses – Progressive Lenses – Bifocals – History

My eyes are getting worse by the day.  I’m okay, but the day is coming when it’s going to be a struggle.  I tried to use this blog to figure out when I got my current glasses and it failed me.  It failed because I was searching for either two broad a keyword, or the wrong keyword.

“New glasses” got me a ton of hits, mostly posts concerning the kids getting their first pairs of glasses.  Bifocals got a hit from sometime in 2016 with me speculating that I needed them.  I needed to search for “Progressive Lenses”.  That would have brought me to the right post, but I didn’t think of that.

Instead I went to Flickr.  I started in Spring of 2018, thinking it’s probably been two years or so.  I scrolled back in time until I found a picture of myself without glasses on, and then scrolled forward and there it was.

September 11, 2017.  Not only an anniversary of tragedy, but also the day I got my first pair of non-reading glasses.  My first pair of always on’s.

Once the COVID-CRAZY ends, I have to get myself to an eye doctor and get my prescription updated.  Maybe I can get some frames that are less likely to slide down my nose… unlikely given the size of that nose.  Yikes.

Here’s a pic of my glasses, taken on 9/12/17. A little more than 2.5 years ago. I think it’s safe to say I’m due for a check up, at least.
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The Stir Crazy Files – Episode 34

A couple of weeks I grabbed a soda out of the fridge.  It was part of a six pack of bottles of Diet Pepsi.  I tried to open it and could not.  Despite my seemingly super human strength (really I just put my weight behind it… and there is so much weight… it seems super human to the outside observer) I could not get the bastard open.  There was something wrong with the cap.  It was off the screw top track somehow and it wouldn’t budge.

I got pissed off and threw it away.  Tempers can sometimes run short during a pandemic, as I’m sure the whole human race is aware.

This morning as I was starting my work day I went to the fridge and grabbed a soda… and the same thing happened.

Not this time, you prick.  Not.  This.  Time.

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