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Scared af over the coronavirus. Esp with That Thing in charge. Dark days.

“You are a slow learner, Winston."

"How can I help it? How can I help but see what is in front of my eyes? Two and two are four."

"Sometimes, Winston. Sometimes they are five. Sometimes they are three. Sometimes they are all of them at once. You must try harder. It is not easy to become sane.”

― George Orwell, 1984

Geno Cernan. Just got a text from my son, waking me up - had to come online to confirm, and sadly, no mistake - another hero, just..gone.

Absolutely gutted. Captain Cernan was/is one of my very favorites. Brave, insanely intelligent, and known for his candor and delightfully foul mouth, he was one of a kind. Second American to walk in space - Apollo 10, and it was a terrifying attempt; he lost thirteen pounds in the short time he was out there -- and last human to set foot on the lunar surface.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eugene_Cernan

SO glad this was made - it's wonderful: http://www.space.com/32079-five-surprises-last-man-on-moon.html

THAT SMILE - take a minute, it's worth it.



Godspeed, Captain Cernan, you will be sorely missed.

Getting down to the wire, here, with this #$%^&* trip. It's cost me way-y-y too much to be worth it.

So, of course, my computer's self-destructing and the clutch burned out of my car.

Oh, and you haven't LIVED until you've given CPR to someone who's obviously already long-passed..

The Perfect Storm.

Night before Frankie's birthday.

Pete on phone, in full insanity-regalia, screaming at me about how, "Frankie never got me backstage passes for the Cure because they never played, 'Let's Go to Bed' (?) and that was Frankie's favorite song of theirs'-and-wtf-blah-blah-blah-what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about-and-why-does-this-make-you-so-damned-angry-at-me, until he made me cry. All he wants to do is fight and pick at me, anymore, and today was *not* the day I wanted to deal with that.

Into - whammo! My daughter showing up with a belated and lovely gift for Mother's Day, while I blubber like a crazy person in my robe in the kitchen.

Rush into the shower and off to do laundry while some Stephen King Look-A-Like made small talk to me about the weather.

Arrive home to catch the last dregs of the Dallas show - and what song do they do in the second encore?

Let's Go To Bed, of course. I know. *makes twirly motions with finger at temple*

STUFF IS JUST SO GODDAMNED WEIRD, LATELY. DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY.

Phone?

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Damn. Another one. Rest in peace, Lemmy.

Nerd-Dom at full saturation: I just downloaded and converted not one, but TWO versions of The Flash's theme.

I know.

QUITTING SMOKING *SUCKS*.