Smoke Update

From Enviroflash:

NOTE: There has been significant wildfire smoke aloft for the past several days, which has been really impacting sunshine and visibility aloft. However, none of the smoke has been reaching the surface, and air quality has been VERY GOOD. For Thursday, mild, with southwest flow, temperatures into the mid 70s, with continued GOOD air quality. If any smoke reaches the ground, it will be very brief and with minimum impact. A strong front passes overnight, with a chance of showers early Friday as a coastal low develops offshore. Strong northeast winds, much cooler temperatures, sunshine, and GOOD air quality lasting into Saturday.

My asthma still disagrees. I really hope the rain forecast pans out. We need it badly, and I miss rain anyway. It used to rain a lot here, sometimes for days at a time. That has not happened for several years. Climate change happening before my eyes. 馃槮

Puzzled R US

I don’t understand this. These are from

We are in the smoke. Then there is this, for my town:

How is it possible that we have good air quality? My asthma is acting up, for one thing. The sky at daybreak was weird-looking, too. Is the smoke so high up that it is passing right over us with no effect? My asthma disagrees.

In other news, I feel like crap, yet again. Everything hurts, and I have next to zero energy. Zapping a slice of pizza is a major to do, and I have to lean on the counter while I get the box out of the frig and put the pizza on a plate, and again as I wait the 90 secs it takes to take the chill off it. I won’t even go into reaching up to grab a plate from the cupboard. I am so over this.

Did I Mention This Before?

Cool Whip is fake whipped cream. There is a recipe online to make fake Cool Whip. It’s whipped cream.

It has cooled off dramatically, and I am now wearing my favorite long-sleeved shirt. Beautiful day, fluffy white clouds, breezy. It’s all good. I went back up to 7 mg prednisone yesterday, because I was just getting less and less able to move every day since I went down to 6. Already better today. Not great, but better. Also took the 8-hour Tylenol and am hoping to actually do some food prep today. I googled how to eat healthy without having to do food prep, but came up with nothing unless I want to buy meals on line, which I would if the darn delivery services would bring packages to my door like they used to instead of just dumping them in the lobby. If I can’t move, I can’t go down and lug up packages. Frustrating. They stopped proper delivery long before the pandemic, so that’s not their excuse for poor service. I don’t know what is. UPS was always great, FedEx was always terrible, but no difference now. Terrible all around.

I’m not looking forward to winter, because closed windows and feeling even more isolated. Even during the summer, I closed the windows on a really yucky day and my mood just plummeted. I need that feeling of connection to the outdoors, but even if I could stand being frozen, I can’t do that to Miss G. She’s still a bebe. Well, she’s 15 months old. Still a bebe to me. If I continue on the road to feeling better, I am hoping to be able to play with her more. Some days I could not do it at all, and she needs the exercise and the fun. She is a real sweetheart, and I want to do my best for her.

This is my futon, but the mattress is different and the color is lighter. Like you care. LOL I’m thinking that maybe if I could stop sleeping on the couch it might help my back, but for some unknown to me reason I cannot sleep on the futon. Even if I sleep, I wake up feeling like I need to go to bed, and wind up sleeping half the day away on the couch. I’d open it up to a bed and try that again, but I do not have the strength right now. Maybe a new mattress for it would help, but I am not Mrs Gotrocks. Life is hard. Good thing there are funny videos on line. And QI. I do love QI.

Hoping the country, and the world, gets a brain soon and works to change the mess this administration has created for us. And the English government is just as bad, so get those brains working, you Brits.

Oh, heck. Something delicious-smelling is cooking somewhere and the aroma is blowing right in my windows. Drat. I’d really like a pizza and mozzarella sticks, but Papa Gino’s won’t guarantee that the driver will bring them up to my door, so no pizza for Jean. 馃槮 Living alone is hard when you are kind of house-bound. No one to go out and get the things you want/need for you. On the other hand, and yes, I always say this, there is always an other hand, no one to have to worry about. Just the cat. She’s pretty darn self-sufficient, so long as I put out food and water and scoop the litter box every time I go into the bathroom. Also, cats are bendy. I like bendy. I may have mentioned that before, too. 馃檪 Stay safe, and please vote them out. Thank you.

Does Anyone Care?

Everywhere I look, it’s the orange man did this, the orange man knew that, the orange man is scum. Do any of his worshipers really care? Can you tell anyone in a cult anything negative about their cult leader and expect it to make any kind of difference to them? I don’t think so. When you are that level of brainwashed, there is no changing your mind about anything. The only recourse we have is to get out and vote. Vote them out. Stand up for what is right.

I am good. Yay. Except for the back thing and not being able to stand up for more than a minute or so at a time. Hard to get anything done that way. Happy to have a homemaker coming, even if there is a risk involved. I need the help right now. Had a bit of a scare yesterday, though. She opened the door several times without me even noticing, since I was laptopping, and when she was leaving, asked where the cat went. OMG. Called Miss G, rattled the treat jar, called some more. No cat. We looked everywhere for her. Homemaker left. Called Miss G some more. Waited awhile. Called her again. No cat. Here is a person who can barely stand. Mustered my paltry resources and went to both stairwells while leaning heavily on the cane and the wall, opened the doors and called the cat. Simon used to escape and run up the stairs. Anyway, got on the elevator, called her and checked the halls on all four floors, no cat. Came back, opened door. Cat. Really, Gertrude. You usually come when I call you, and always come for treats. WTF? Did not panic, but was imagining life without her or having to go door to door to see if anyone took her in. I would have to get someone to come and do that for me, though, cause I cannot stand long enough for that. So Miss G and I are going to work on the whole ‘come when I call you, gosh darn it’ thing.

It is a humid, gray day. Maybe it will do some real rain later. We are in a drought here in Southeastern Mass. Better than being in California right now, though. I cannot imagine trying to breath in that mess, mask or no, especially if you have asthma like I do. They did warn us these things would happen. Decades ago. No one cared, though, because doing something might interfere with their profit margins, and we all know that is a definite no. Profit above any and everything else. Capitalism for the win, if you are an extremely rich white guy. Not so winning for the rest of us. Also Suckerberg just seems worse and worse the more I read about him. I miss a few people I followed on Instagram, but otherwise, do not regret no Facebook at all. Orange sky, anyone?

Nothing Much Going On Here

I acquired thirteen new followers on Tumbler, most yesterday, but one or two today. I get a new follower every now and then, not often at all. Not complaining, of course, but weird. What did I post that was so great? Someone called me a shitty person on there, maybe that was it.

Am I a shitty person? Probably. I’ve spent most of my life being confused, because I do not understand social cues or rules or whatever, and have always felt like I spent most of my time saying and/or doing the wrong thing and not knowing what was wrong about it. Mild Asperger’s. Self-diagnosed through Asperger site’s online tests. Explains a lot. I am more like Sheldon than Leonard or Penny.

It is not pleasant to think you may have been a shitty person and not even realized it, but that’s the breaks, right? Too old to get overly upset about it now, but does make me see myself in a new light. Not necessarily a good one. 馃槮

In other news, my friend Tess went to Boston with her friends yesterday, fell and hit her head and fractured some ribs. Big hole in a grate on the sidewalk. Really, Boston. Cover it up or plant something in it or whatever. She is okay, but I can imagine not feeling that great today. Weirdly enough, I hadn’t heard from her yesterday, which is not at all unusual, and yet I felt worried that I hadn’t, which is unusual. Yes, I am psychic. So is she. LOLOL Actually, we do sometimes notice weird things like that. Glad the head injury wasn’t serious, although she said it bled a lot. They all went to lunch afterwards. Hello, I am bleeding all over the place, but I’m hungry so please serve me lunch. She said the waitress brought her ice in a towel or something. I have strange friends.

Have a whole list of things I want to cook, and I can barely stand up long enough to pour the water into the cup for tea. I love tea, btw. Irish Breakfast or Tetley’s, especially. Wish I knew how to fix the back thing, because it is seriously impacting my ability to do anything at all. I have tried ice, and I have tried using the heat pad. Neither helped, although the heat pad feels great. Once I stand up, though, any benefit immediately vanishes.

I am avoiding anything political or virus-related or just unpleasant in general. I have really had it with being angry and feeling helpless. If the idiots are going to vote them back in, and the country goes down the tubes, there is nothing I can do but try to survive the consequences. Same with my family. I wish I was the rich mother everyone could count on for help, but unfortunately I am not.

Not a bad day overall, although I was really tired last night, fell asleep early, woke up early, and after taking meds and hygiene and all, fell back asleep until 1:30. Woke up a few times but literally could not keep my eyes open for more than a few seconds. Did I drug myself and forget about it? I don’t have any knock-out drugs, so that can’t be it. Had canned beets and cooked a black and blue burger for dinner. Put frozen burger in skillet, cook five minutes while sitting at desk, flip, cook five minutes, repeat all twice more. Well-done burger. Very little standing. Black and blue burgers are from my favorite grocery store, Market Basket (well, fav after Trader Joe’s) and have blue cheese mixed in the meat and each patty is rolled in crushed black pepper. Oh, yum. They are only available in the summer, so I always freeze some to have on hand.

Okay, I guess that’s it. Stay safe, people. And please, think of someone other than yourself, wear a mask, and vote them out.

I Am Puzzled

By the comments on this article. Two strip-mall owners fired shots at some black (but of course, would they shoot at other white people? I doubt it) people returning a U-Haul truck. The victims are suing U-haul and the shooters. The comments are all about complaining to U-Haul. What am I missing? How is any of this U-Hauls fault? The owners don’t own U-Haul, they own the mall U-Hall is doing business in.
I do not understand this. Anyone?

Shot at by White People While Returning U-Haul Truck

It’s a Good Day

If I don’t catch the virus. Homemaker came and completely cleaned the kitchen in half an hour, and offered to come back Friday to do more. Then I ordered Chinese food I have not had Chinese food in six months or more. It is soooo good. I do wonder why we don’t get the variety of Chinese food they get in England, going by what I read in fan fiction. They have all sorts of interesting-sounding dishes I would love to try. We get breaded fried chicken with pink corn syrup sauce. How is that sweet and sour chicken. They don’t even sell sweet and sour pork anymore. But right now, I am just happy to have Chinese food again. I ordered a lot, because I tip well and want it to count for something, so I have at least three meals here. Yay. Ignoring the shit today, as much as I can, too.

Saw a very nice show on Britbox last night. McDonald & Dodds. I liked it a lot, and it is filmed in Bath, which I’ve never really seen and is beautiful. I will never get to England, but if I did, I would definitely go there. Anyway, really good show if you like quirky cop shows. Which I do. I do like Britbox. Worth the money, in my opinion. Lots of good British shows. Acorn tv is good, too. Why just stick to Netflix when for a few dollars a month you can get a lot more.

Also, it rained all afternoon, which was fantastic! Happy, happy Jean is happy happy. 馃檪ethan barnowsky

I Need A Good Joke Here, But…..

This is from The Daily Kos. This is just mind-bogglingly depressing to think that our elected officials are this kind of people, and that people actually keep voting for them. That’s the worst bit.

To make matters worse, Trump has compared the police shooting of Jacob Blake to a missed golf putt, and has even defended the murderer of the two protestors.

As these events unfolded, Democratic Gov. Tony Evers called for a special session to address police reform within the state. By law, the Republican-led state legislature complied, but then adjourned the session after 30 seconds. Wisconsin state law doesn’t require lawmakers to participate or vote on bills during a special session — they can simply convene the session and adjourn, which is what they did.

Wisconsin state Republicans have been playing power games like this for over a decade. They have shown little regard for democracy, civil rights, working families and now even the lives of the people of Wisconsin. With elections in November, Wisconsin Republicans are hoping to pick up even more seats and secure a supermajority where they can have the power to override the Democratic Governor’s vetoes and stop any real progress that could happen.


Edith Holden

Really hope it’s better than August, summer in general, and the whole year up to now, because it has been a really insane country so far. Please wake up, people. See the lies, see the harm, see the hate. And change things.

I called the agency yesterday and am getting someone to come in, because I just cannot get anything done most of the time. She will come tomorrow or Thursday. Hope it will be a weekly thing, but not sure yet. It’s a case of balancing the risk of exposure and living in a rubbish heap. I am going to risk exposure, because the place has never been this messy, even at my lowest, health-wise. This is the longest I’ve been without someone coming in to do what I can’t, and it definitely shows. Took some pain meds first thing, and am ever so slightly more mobile so trying to get a few things done. Very few. But I’m trying. Have not been able to do much of anything at all for some time, even with pain meds. I don’t know why I got so much worse, but I am done with it now and ready to be better again please. It does not seem to be just the regular fibro flare problems. I have never been incapacitated in quite the same way, and the brain fog doesn’t seem like brain fog, but something else altogether. I cannot think clearly a lot of the time, I can’t remember things for more than a few seconds sometimes. It’s like there’s a glitch in my brain or something, and sometimes it works just fine. I am a cat. I read that cats deal with things like pain by just making it part of the new paradigm. I’m like that. ‘Oh, serious pain, can’t move, will just try to work around it and learn to live with it.’ Probably not the best response, but it’s all I can do most times.

Meanwhile, it’s AUTUMN, my favorite time of the year. I love October best, but September is good, too. Meteorological summer officially starts today. It is based on temperature and such, not where the sun is, like the astronomical start to summer, the equinox, is. I prefer the weather-based choice.

I am so hoping things get better for everyone, but not at all confident that’s going to happen. Trying to avoid too much negativity, because it’s hard enough coping with pain and fatigue without adding the stress of a nation gone bonkers and wallowing in hatred at the same time. God, where did we go so wrong?

But again, it is fall. Is it ‘fall’ because the leaves do?

More From the New York Times

But a paper published on Tuesday in The BMJ (formerly The British Medical Journal) argues that the six-foot rule is an oversimplification descended from 19th-century science. Instead of single, fixed distancing rules, the authors propose graded guidelines to better reflect the many factors that determine how dangerous a given setting might be.

What does that mean in practical terms? The general scientific consensus, according to Andrew Joseph, Helen Branswell and Elizabeth Cooney of Stat, is that indoors is riskier than outdoors, large groups are riskier than small groups and prolonged contact is riskier than brief contact. Loud talking, heavy breathing, singing and screaming also raise the risk of viral spread.

Hit Them Where They Live

Sports is big in this country. So big. I live near Boston, sports capital of the world. Athletes using their power to fight racism and injustice. This is a very, very good thing. This man was shot IN THE BACK seven times by police for leaning into his car, and the murderer in Kenosha was allowed to go home for the night before being arrested for MURDER. The police chief praised him for coming (from another state) to save their town’s businesses. I believe that’s why he was there. Wait, no I fucking don’t. He came ready to kill and kill he did and Fox News is also praising him. Am I in an alternate reality here? Is this 1930’s Germany? Ask the Germans how that worked out for them. WTF, America. From what I’ve read about the republican convention, there was nothing about what they plan to do for you or for the country, it was who they hate and fear and how you should hate and fear the same people. Hate and fear as a political agenda. In MY country. Anyway, here’s a bit from The New York Times:

“Professional sports seasons seemed in doubt, as athletes staged walkouts to protest the shooting of Jacob Blake, a Black man who was partly paralyzed after a white police officer shot him in Kenosha, Wis., this week.”

Another thing that bothers me though, is rioting. When terrorists and suicide bombers and the like do their thing, does that make us feel bad and want to rectify whatever issue they think they are angry about? I don’t think so. I think it makes us hate them. When peaceful protests turn into burning and looting and smashing, how on earth does that help your cause? It just makes more people angry and convinces more people that you really are dangerous. I’m all for protesting, I’d be out there carrying signs if I was able, but I have to draw the line at deliberate destruction and harm. It serves no useful purpose. That’s just my opinion, I know, but it believe it is a good one.

On a health note, I am feeling much better today and even did a bit of cleaning, but I cannot stand up for more than a few minutes without pain. The rest of me almost feels human again, though, so yay.

Lachlan Cunningham/Getty Images

Here’s The Problem

Well, one of them, anyway. I need to talk to someone. Not sure who, but thought maybe I’d start with my doctor and tell her how I’m feeling and see if there is anything to be done, or talk to the agency and see what are the possibilities of having someone come in to clean and all, because I am getting desperate. Problem is, my brain is not awake enough to have a coherent conversation until late afternoon, when it seems everyone has gone home already.. I cannot go on like this, though, because I am virtually incapable of doing anything physical. Some days I cannot even make the coffee. It’s all read, sleep, maybe stream something for a couple of hours. I do manage to feed the cat and put out fresh water and scoop the litter box. Where is my medal? I take my meds, including things that are supposed to help, like D-3 and magnesium lotion (when I remember), tried eating more and better food. Nothing seems to make any difference. I am just kind of in limbo here, it sems. This is when I shut down more and more, and I know how unhealthy it is, but I really hate feeling helpless and hopeless. I need to do something. I just don’t have any idea what.

One thing I could do, is stop reading my email first thing, because reading the Times and Daily Kos and other newsletters first thing is just too depressing. And don’t even mention Twitter. Bad news, bad news, bad news. I will get myself out of this, I always do eventually, but meanwhile, frustrated Jean is extremely frustrated, and angry at the world.


Reps won’t extend Covid-19 Relief

If you are evicted, you are homeless, and homeless people cannot vote. Hmmmm, do I see a pattern here?

From Twitter: Notice there is no name calling or doomsday predictions here, just facts.
**Robert Reich

Your reminder that the richest 1 percent own half of the stock market, and the richest 10 percent own almost all (92 percent) of it.

So when Trump brags about the stock market, he’s not talking about the economy that 90 percent of Americans inhabit.**

**Bernie Sanders

$5,200,000,000 a day.

$36,600,000,000 a week.

$731,800,000,000 in 5 months.

That’s how much the collective net worth of 467 billionaires grew during a pandemic that has cost 30 million jobs and 176,000 lives.**

**Bernie Sanders

Never forget. While Trump and the Republican Senate denied hazard pay to essential workers, their tax plan allowed Amazon to pay nothing in federal income taxes after making $29 billion in profits. Yes. Trump loves socialism for the rich, rugged capitalism for everyone else.**

**Bernie Sanders

Aug 23
Federal Minimum Wage in 2009: $7.25/hr
Federal Minimum Wage in 2020: $7.25/hr

Total Wealth of U.S. Billionaires in 2009: $1.27 trillion
Total Wealth of U.S. Billionaires in 2020: $3.63 trillion

Our job: Tax the rich and increase the minimum wage to at least $15 an hour.**

**Joe Walsh

Aug 24
If you say that Donald Trump is unfit to be President and then refuse to vote for the ONLY person who can beat Donald Trump, then you don鈥檛 really believe Donald Trump is unfit to be President.**