129 a tale of two phones
Yesterday my new phone arrived. So this journal entry was completed on two devices. Let's see if you can spot where it changes.
While there may have actually been some idiots who sought out to get infected, most "Covid parties" are accidental, but I think, real. They are parties where someone has covid. Maybe they knew, maybe they didn't, maybe they were just lying in bed when someone came to visit, but regardless, people got sick at a gathering in someone's home. Hence, "Covid party." But I guess it is a misnomer.
Like Iraq? Geez, how did that work out?
He has attention?
Maybe it's time to start paying...
Attention?
I guess this is the stimulus we'll see this winter, after the election.
Because the pandemic isn't going anywhere.
But I have heard this opinion. We have been in a grave moment since the hanging chads (Florida2k), but yeah, this particular moment makes it bloody obvious.
Unfortunately, continuing to be able to pick between two parties funded by oligarchs doesn't exactly say "liberal democracy is killing it."
On our walk this morning, ran into the "golden hydrant." While not the original device, this location was one edge of where the city was able to fight the fire after the earthquake of 1906, because this hydrant kept working.
Fun note if you're local. Ever notice those big brick circles in some intersections? Those mark underground cisterns which were put in place after 1906, in case the hydrants fail again.
Nestled on top of Liberty Hill among the multi-million dollar homes is one old hippy's place, enjoying a condition known as being "house poor." (When your house is worth a shit ton of money, but you would need to move to have any of it.)
As someone who occasionally fixes stuff, this fence cracked me up.
Yes, it is being held up by junk.
About those face shields...
I'm pretty sure at least one of my readers is going to do some extra fact checking on this one.
Spot the difference? I can now basically screenshot a whole article. No need to be clever here, RS did it for me.
Not sure if I like that, tho.
A few degrees Celsius might not sound like much, but it is. (And if you want to know Fahrenheit, double it.)
We're not just talking sea rise, crop failures and melted ice caps, we're talking heatwaves that will straight up bake us alive.
And we've done more than half of that emitting in the past twenty-five years.
It's all about anti-oxidants.
You may think this is garbage. Kimchi battles coronavirus? Yeah, right.
But this is the kind of obvious, witchy shit that I super believe in. We're crazy disconnected from natural remedies and healthy diets. And if you don't believe we are what we eat, I have a jumbo soda to sell you.
Still, somehow, I'm expecting another run on TP before the cabbage message sinks in.
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