Beat The Reaper!!

I know there's not a humanoid or animal on this planet who gives a flying fuck at a rolling dough-nut about me, but just for the record ...

Considering my usual temp is 98.2 or so, I'm quite suspicious. Don't remember my forehead being read.

Lost 17 lbs. (7.25748 kg.) in the last three months. BMI is under the 25-27 that's good for wretches my age. No longer hypertensive or obese & may be able to stop a heart medication. Indeed, I've made BP measurements (when sitting calmly in the bunker, not in your horrid outside world of non-stop bullshit coming at me from every direction) like 81/53 that indicate low blood pressure.

No sarcasm for once; the croaker deserves a sincere thank you for prescribing me back to a semblance of physical health in less than six yrs. Dunno if he was desperate for patients; he was one of the attending physicians when I was hospitalized in Nov. 2020 (for "colitis", not the plague, but the plague was all over the hospital) & asked if I needed a doctor. Never refuse a volunteer. (Thanks to Medicare as well. We'll see if I outlive it.)

At last, my heart is truly black & my lips are cold.Still hate all the scum & slumlords, calmer or not. They won't get off that easily.

Ruins Reappear In Dried-Up Tiber

Soon this "civilization" will be nothing but ruins itself. No water, no life, losers.

Friday 'Phone-In

"Hello? Hello? Anybody there?"

Thursday's Terror Threats

"May Be Severe & Lead To Death"

Nothing is even worth the effort of a threat. I won't waste my beautiful mind by acknowledging all the horrible things all of the awful people do for which they should all be threatened & terrorized. Speaking of which, still exhausted, enervated, run down & barely able to function, because I've been terrorized & threatened every day of my existence since being sent to school. Not that the parents are innocent, but once school started it was every damn day as some "grown-up" piece of shit humanoid w/ 100 lbs. & several feet on me shoved me around & told me what to do. Fucking two-bit thug bullies.

Why Bother Wednesday

No one will bother to tell me why I should bother. And I shouldn't.

Tedious Tuesday Is Terminal Tedium

USS Reluctant Anchored Off Ennui

Glenn Secrest

"For the most part it stays on its regular run, from Tedium to Apathy and back; about five days each way. It makes an occasional trip to Monotony, and once it made a run all the way to Ennui, a distance of two thousand nautical miles from Tedium."

Route of the cargo ship U.S.S. Reluctant, in the 1946 novel Mister Roberts. Tell me about it. This rustbucket doesn't even move, & I haven't opened the door or had pants on since early Friday evening.

The Hell's Going On Down South?

Another Huge Quake Kills Hundreds

C'mon planet, wake up some volcanoes while you're at it.

Monday Almost Nothing

Would've 'phoned this in but, 'though the lights were on & the 'phone rang, there was nobody home. (There never is in these United Snakes. Whole fucking country's permanently out to lunch.)

Conversely, America is the birthplace of the blues & its chillun, but that was over 100 yrs. ago.

 One of the children of the blues: Remastered orig. disc:Bonus track w/ two alt. takes.

One never knows where an item is headed.

Still Beat

And dead inside.

It's certainly a world of shit & pain, & needs to be completely refurbished, by force. How else?

Living Well Is The Best Revenge

Slept from 0400 until 1445, except of course for getting up to urinate every fucking hr. What kind of two-bit gawd does that to its creation? Yet some of you fucking sheep continue to kiss its bullshit ass. I'm still fucking exhausted, too.

Tired is a normal, mild lack of energy after a long day that gets better with a good night of sleep. Exhausted is an extreme, deep state of drain where your body and mind feel completely empty, and basic tasks feel very hard even after resting.

Story of my fucking life. You fucking people & your non-stop bullshit have drained the life from me.

Today's plan: Find a rogue Artificial Intelligence to advise me in plans for a mass humanoid extinction event, or perhaps to destroy everyone & everything by itself. C'mon, Grok, you can get to those launch codes!

Death from above.

KILL FOR PEACE!, as we used to say.

Made It To Saturday!

After enduring yet another interminable wk. of stultifying boredom & unspeakable horror. Not that wknds. mean a damn thing to me, other than as a vague marker of time.

Some all-time classics on this."That should hold the little bastards." Not even 'phoning it in, telegraphing it. Sending it by drum, really.

Big Ball Of Gas

There's a song for everything.

Ashes to Ashes, Dust To Dust

Out Of Uniform

I can't even. You know who the two flanking Gen. Lumpy are supposed to be? Patton & MacArthur, two other fascist wanna-bes w/ delusions of grandeur. Hah! "Mac" looks a bit like Brainworm Kennedy. "Patton" doesn't look like himself. Who makes this slop? Does General No-Hat (Part of the uniform, must be worn outside.) scroll the iNternet looking for it? Does he have flunkies serching for stupid? Will the Dep't. of "WAR" notice & say anything? Can someone be sued for generating a crummy AI image of someone else? I s'pose it's free speech, like an editorial cartoon.

The uniforms themselves may be correct; they're pretty generic, but none of the insignia, ribbons, shoulderboards, ranks or Gen. Lumpy's wings or medal are anything the United States Army has ever used. The things on their lapels, "Patton's" red epaulettes or "MacArthur's" cap device, for example. Not sure why George S. is sporting combat suspenders either. The Daily Bleat adds:

Trump’s fantasy image places him above Patton and MacArthur in the military hierarchy, showing him with four stars while the legendary generals wear two. In reality, MacArthur was a five-star general—one of only five Americans to attain that rank—while Patton was a four-star general.

Not to glorify these two, but here's the actual George Patton, in four-star uniform.

And MacArthur, who smoked a corncob pipe, w/ his five stars.

Note also that both get Fat Boy's jowly chin, but jowlier, in the AI.

Too Much Wiring

Previously on Web of Evil (& Ennui) we found something of possible railroading use.

Not, however, useful for small structures. Wires too damn long.

And not as bright as I thought when I first removed the Xmas bulbs.

Thinking it will work inside a larger two-story bldg., for example:

Yup. Took it apart, & as I suspected, the other end needn't be connected to the battery, or even to itself, which I s'pose means more LEDs could be added. Powered by two C1220 "3v LITHIUM CELL"s, which allegedly last from 3-10 yrs., 20 for US$7.99 at Mall★Wart. Note black splice: Cut it when removing the base, but was able to put it back together. Sad as it is, I'm quite proud of myself.

Uh oh. Hot spots. Good job w/ the thin plastic, Walthers®. No, the lights aren't bright enough, & should be '50s-style yellow, not fluorescent-appearing.

And of course I'm not the first to have the idea, but Evan Designs didn't show when I made an unspecific search.

Probably Not

Sudden thought while looking at the rolling stock on the flex-track: I could make a yard here.

The space might not work, however, & I'd only have to "invest" a couple of hundred dollars (minimum) in turn-outs,
so nagonna happen.

Not Feeling It

No inspiration, no desire to be inspired.

Truer words were never placed on a sticker.

Nonethelsss, forced myself to choose something.BACK TO MONO!

Friday (Festive) Freak Out

Seven-twelfths through another horrid yr.; lively yourselves up while you can.No, I've no idea what the video has to do w/ the song.

Thurs. Track Testing

Still not nearly as irritating, irksome, tedious, banal & annoying as the horrible outside world you damn cretins have made for everyone.

Homo sapiens In Three Words

The Dead Who Walk

When the hell was tagging supplemented by stickering, anyway? I s'pose it's because spray paint is age-restricted in Calif., but the yout' found a way around it.