Friday, November 20, 2020

the story of ketchup

 I've noticed at restaurants where they once had a bottle on the counter, they now give you one or two little packets of the stuff. I recently went to the store hoping to buy some ketchup.  They had none. No house brand, no Heinz, nothing.  In the case of restaurants, I gather the pickets are due to the wonderful Covid 19.  I gather I can get the virus from ketchup bottles? As for the store, I have no idea where all the ketchup is going.

Now, I did find some ketchup at the dollar store. I was some brand I'd never heard of.  Whilst Kroger house brand ketchup is quite good, the stuff the dollar store was peddling was not.  Where has all the ketchup gone?

Thursday, November 19, 2020

plague adventures

 Back in the good old days of the dark ages when a town was stricken with bubonic plague, they'd have guys drive carts around yelling "bring out your dead" and they'd cart away the dead bodies of loved ones who'd died the night before. It was that bad.  Imagine half of the people in your town just gone in the span of a month or less.  I wrote a paper in college asserting it was the plague, not the decadence of the Senate or lead pipes that brought on the fall of Rome. My professor said something to the effect, "Not in the range of current thinking." He gave me a "C" as I recall.  I knew it wasn't in the range of current thinking. Still, I supported my thesis with examples and believe to this day that I am right. 

Well, we're not that dad.  At least we know what causes Copid virus.  And wearing a mask is proven to help.  Of course, it's good for us to die off the weaker members of the heard, or so it seems in the mindset of our wonderful leader.  The germs causing the plague were carried by rats.  More cats and burying garbage would've reduced the death rate by a lot.  I wonder if I went back in time and argued for those precautions if anyone would have listened.  Probably not.

It amazes me how many people won't even wear a mask to protect themselves and others.  I wonder how many people will refuse the Cpid virus vaccine because they're convinced it's all a hoax.  Time will tell.

Wednesday, November 18, 2020

laser surgery

 Well, the laser surgery on my nose went well.  

Tuesday, November 17, 2020

cut away

 Going in today for laser surgery.  I've had these tumors that keep popping up on my nose.  They're not cancerous, but are ugly and annoying.  I had them removed about three years ago. Now, a few new ones have grown back.  The dermatologist I go to is an innovator in using laser surgery.  Whilst regular scalpel surgery on the face can be bloody, the laser doesn't have any blood loss as it seals the area it cut. Anyway, I do not  have the trepidation I have for other surgeries like the horrible experience I had last year.  

Friday, November 13, 2020


 Regular readers of this blog may have noticed I'm not making entries every day. It's been more like twice a week.  Frankly, I just don't have that much to write about.  I don't have anything close to ready for the publishing pipeline.  I haven't gone anywhere and am not likely to go somewhere until they get this Copid virus under control.  In other words, I just don't have much going on right now. Stay tuned.

Monday, November 9, 2020


 I don't like to deal with politics on this blog, but today will be an exception.  A year ago I accurately predicted Donald would lose the election held last week and would refuse to leave, claiming some sort of fraud or something.  Unfortunately, it looks like I was right.  Trump and his minions do not believe in democracy.  They've tried everything they can think of to suppress the vote of people they don't like. That not working, they're trying to find some judge to help them steal the lection. 

People should actually read the constitution. Few do, but it's important.  The constitution spells out how the new president is selected and the outgoing president has no say in the matter.  It's all there if anyone would bother to read it.  

Trump lost. Get over it.

Sunday, November 8, 2020

housing memories

 Well, we closed on my dad's house.  I'm really glad to be rid of the thing.  One often has mixed feelings on selling houses. I had some good memories of the house I grew up in over in California, but that one's long gone.  My parents retired up in Prescott and lived there 20 years.  There were good times and some not-so-good. But my father only lived in Tucson a few years.  I don't really have much of a connection to the place.  As my father grew increasingly feeble, my brother and I had more and more work to keep up with it.  So. when we sold the place it was not somewhere I had much connection to--there were no Christmas trees with presents over them, no smiling dog looking out the window. It was just a house where dad sat around. So, I felt absolutely nothing the other day wen my brother and I were signing the papers at the title company.