No Foolin'

White Rabbits, and happy April Fools' Day, where it's never a good idea to believe anything you read on the internet, even in this age of the Gish gallop. The WaPo, which still retains its "Democracy Dies in Darkness" on some pages, has a good overview of many April Fools' corporate pranks, but it now appears to be behind their paywall. As for me, I got very little sleep, I'm mainlining nasal spray and nose drops like they're going out of style, yet somehow I got through my workday and the dental office, where SURPRISE! I got fitted for not one but TWO crowns. I left my laptop at the office as I'll be getting my periodic hemoglobin fasting blood draw tomorrow before I go in, same medical complex as today's dentist. I have no idea why my body decides to break down just as I have medical stuff to do...

Out Like A Sick Lion

Unfortunately both Robin and I have now succumbed to The Dreaded Lurgy that's making its way through much of the local populace. I'm having major breathing issues, and Rob's cough lingers. Goodness knows how I'm going to deal with my crown fitting at the dentist tomorrow, let alone the commute and my actual work hours. Fun fun fun!

The Back End?

I'd really like this illness to be over, much more for Robin's sake than for mine, but I'm definitely in the "having trouble breathing" stage of things. Robin's cough has lessened, so I guess the medicial stuff I got yesterday is doing its job, but I couldn't do much more than steam a few shirts and ready the 2024 spreadsheet for doing our taxes once we're up to it again. Tomorrow I tackle my new work iPhone, and Tuesday is the fitting for my new crown, so I'm hoping to rally enough for a busy week ahead.

The Dreaded Lurgy Strikes

These days, it could be worse. Good friends of ours who've gone five years without contracting COVID now have that. Way too many acquaintances have suffered strokes or infections or whatnot. I know, we're getting to that age where our peer group is more susceptible than ever (coupled with an uncaring government) to these types of illnesses, so I suppose we've gotten off easy. Might have been something we picked up in Jersey, might be something I took home from Manhattan, but of course since I'm usually the carrier Robin has gotten the worst of it. I had to do the grocery shopping myself, and while the shopping aspect was fine I tend to struggle with checkout, packing, that sort of thing. Fortunately it was a lovely warm day, I drove with the windows open to air out the car, and it made the Yankees' 20-9 shellacking of the Brewers even more enjoyable with the apartment windows open as well. Wish we both felt well enough to truly enjoy it.

El-Lay Bro

Big phone call day today, and none of the calls were on my brand-new corporate-liable mobility program (CLMP, or "clump" as I like to call it) device which finally arrived and will be set up on Monday because, frankly, one iPhone is quite enough for me for the next few days. Called Mom, called my uncle, and called my brother in California for his birthday. In his honor, I present Crocs Spurs, because his preferred footwear is boots and I think he might look good in these spurs...

Silly Site o' the Day

This is a cute idea, a website that collects "title drops" - as BoingBoing explains, "when someone says the name of the film, in the film."

Silly Site o' the Day

Handles have been gotten on things, so let's celebrate last year's kid mullet finalists!

Silly Site o' the Day

My in-office day filled up quickly, even with still learning my new responsibilities, and I left with a fairly empty inbox and enough time to play Pokemon Go on my phone during the commute. Speaking of which, take a look at these videos from Pokearth.

Happy Birthday to Mom

Well, she made it to 94. She seems to be sinking into herself, her disdain for food contributing mightily to her skin and bones look. But there's still enough of her to cherish, and it was good seeing my brother and sis-in-law as we attempted a bit of a pizza party. Thank goodness NJ pizza isn't that bad, considering how many Italian Americans live there. But the rain and particularly the fog made driving tricky, particularly given my right eye which is apparently a bit dry and therefore seeing blurry, like someone smeared something over my lens. We made it home without incident, and the GW Bridge traffic was minimal; now I have to gear up for the office tomorrow!

Eighteen Years Gone

It's a weirdly melancholy couple of days. On this day in 2007 my dad left us, the victim of a car accident compounded by blood thinners. My mom is still alive, and tomorrow is her 94th birthday. So I'm grateful to have made it to those nebulous post-retirement years (not having yet retired) with at least one parent still around. Today was a quiet day, gearing up to visit Mom tomorrow. In the meantime, a silly site that might have appealed to Dad:

 Via BoingBoing.