climacteric

"The sound of gunfire off in the distance, I'm getting used to it now." (Talking Heads) 

1/6/21 is one of those perpendicular marks on a timeline. Nothing feels quite the same after it as before it.

(Both the 2016 election and the coronavirus pandemic felt that way to me too... but now?)

The hate-people are in my city. They stand out, ironically, because they won't wear masks. They came for the Congress, and now they are regrouping & gloating & plotting for Jan. 17-20. Oh, probably some of them plan to stay for January 21st (the anniversary of Roe v. Wade) too, although the "March for Life" isn't until the 29th. Maybe they didn't want their "pro-life" and violent, armed, potentially murderous elements to get confused (or they just want to go home and change costumes in between).

I wrote this as the beginnings of a blog post, and then it sat in my drafts for a week. Posting it anyway even though I have nothing more yet.

Vote, but also Plan

So now it's pandemic autumn in these fucked-up, disunited states. Voting is underway, and I hope anyone reading this has already voted to throw out the incredibly corrupt, misogynistic, racist, anti-environment, antidemocratic, disgusting, criminal TrumpPence administration. Yeah!

Phased Dread

A lone car was paused at the merge point where they should have been speeding up to join Interstate 95, in the tangle of Baltimore on-ramps just north of the tunnel. They had stopped because a pair of Canada geese were walking across the highway.

That was my first trip out of town during the pandemic, in April.

Vanquishing Little Monsters

Content Note: discusses exercise, covid stress, and bug extermination.

I killed a monster! It was an epic battle. Yesterday morning I came downstairs, opened the top of my coffeemaker, and a live cockroach was perched on the rim of the water reservoir. When I pursued the fiendish beast, it hid inside and clung to the plastic wall – sheltering in place even as I vigorously shook the whole coffee machine upside-down. I eventually dislodged the little monster with a spoon and crushed its horrible prehistoric body with a paper towel.

Then I cleaned EVERYTHING.

This should be good for my stress level.