Desiderius Price

Got to be honest, sitting down is pretty rough when you’ve had a prostate biopsy.  Even sitting on a pillow doesn’t help much!

ive had a 4 year dry spell on here, any suggestions? any idea i write down dont talk to me. 

USA, I am so sorry.

So, as I’m sure many have noticed, I’ve been busy trying to work myself to death for the past five years or so.  So, in that time, I’ve worked ridiculous hours with very little time off, and often multiple shifts in a day.  As a result, I was more than a little unproductive here.
I retired the end of March, and spent the first fourish months doing nothing but sleep.  Have one final test from my doctor on November 22nd, so should be done with all that shit for a bit as well by then.
In the meantime, I am now checking all the email addresses I always did before, as I now have the time.  Am easing back into the archive repair, minor hunting, and other things I did as well.
Sorry for the absence, but, glad to be back

Dame Maggie Smith dead at 89 according to published reports.

Annikin Skywalker has truly lost his voice.  US Actor James Earl Jones dead at 93 according to published reports in Variety and other news sources.  Fair winds and following seas.

Y’all, my husband needs a warning label. I’m sitting here, sucking on a peppermint and minding my business with headphones on—the better to block out his party chat trash-talk—and I hear THIS: “You ain’t had pussy since you came out a pussy.”
I don’t know who was laughing louder, the recipient of the burn, Cold, or me, but I very nearly had a Star-Brite lodged in my throat.   This guy kills me.
 

Love this… (from a FB post I saw).
 

Love this… (from a FB post I saw).
 

Love this… (from a FB post I saw).
 

Love this… (from a FB post I saw).
 

It finally rained in AZ! the first whisper of fall y‘all

Well I’m off on my holiday, leaving very early tomorrow and getting back on the 15th.  Try not to burn the place down while I’m away.

Happy FOURTH of July for those that celebrate it!  🎆 🎇 🧨 

Happy FOURTH of July for those that celebrate it!  🎆 🎇 🧨 

Happy FOURTH of July for those that celebrate it!  🎆 🎇 🧨 

I was texting “Take your time" to a female coworker yesterday, and autocomplete tried to make it “Take your top off."
This is why I don’t embrace AI.

How does one find an editor?

To start a new story, finish one of the many WIP, or clean.  Hmmmmmm.

Whoever has the Ghost Chance voodoo doll right now, if they could give it a break, that would be nice. I don’t want to share details, lest my family find this site, recognize those details, and realize it’s me—right now, the last thing I need is a mass-shunning because I’m bi in a family of homophobes. But…
Woozle. Our cat, Woozle. The little bag-obsessed orange garbage-baby. Our sweet, smelly, mouthy, single-braincell-bearing fur-son. That Woozle. We just found out he’s incredibly sick, the kind of sick that creeps in without warning, may not even show, and will eventually end his life. Right now, he’s still healthy and happy enough that his quality of life isn’t in question, but that could change without much notice. It could be a few years, or a few days, or who knows how long, but my little monster is terminally ill, and I’m a fucking mess right now. We’re doing everything we can, but there’s not much we can do to begin with.
So. Yeah. Give your pets some cuddles for me. I’m probably going to go cry again because this fucking sucks.

Wishing the very happiest of birthdays to @WillowDarkling

All the best to my Neko-baby! Love you!

Wow… so this post should bump my “rank.”  Lets see if that unlocks anything special.

So, the corgi who owns me, She Who Is an Agent of Chaos, decided to scare the life out of me this weekend with a marathon of vomiting followed by some bloody stool. She decided to do this at the lake, and only because the daft one was called into work, and left with the car.

Cue Elderspawn who rode to the rescue on Sunday morning, drove up to collect me, the ailing corgi, and Youngerspawn, so we could camp out at the 24-hour emergency vet for three hours only to be told the vet had to leave, and wouldn’t be able to see us. I am, at this point, in tears.

We realize our regular vet is now open, because the gods are kind, and so we head there, manage to get seen without an appointment, and head home with meds to await the results of tests today. Of course, we are told not to feed the corgi, which is apparently an Unforgiveable Sin and results in nonstop side-eye and much deep sighing.

Your kids grow up and are able to do things like drive to your rescue. Your furbabies will be toddlers forever. This morning, I was able to feed the corgi. The bottomless pit cleverly disguised as an adorable fluffbutt picked at her breakfast, a meal normally devoured in 3.7 seconds.

I’m going to be making chicken and rice for her this afternoon. I know my place.

No. No. HAY-ell to the no!  We have had enough fucking tornadoes  here for several lifetimes, and I’m fed the fuck up with them. 🤬
Yes. Tornado in 2011. Tornado several years ago. Tornado last month, and another last freaking night. Yes. Last night. My family, husband, and I are all safe, and I believe all our friends are safe. We didn’t live within the danger zone this time, but my PTSD was already kicking up over the season and impending trauma-versary. This? This is going to give me night terrors. Again. Can’t have Ghost go more than a month without dreaming about Cold dying a bloody, gruesome, tragic death in her arms, now can we? 😭 It’s a good thing I put everything on hiatus because I’m barely able to function right now, and it’s just gonna get worse.
If you see this post and you live in the United States, take this as your cue to go buy a weather radio and keep it on and stocked with batteries. The sirens in my hometown didn’t go off, and they weren’t sounded in another nearby town last month. Weather alerts on your phone won’t go off if the cellular network fails, and you can’t count on hearing the sirens, and a tornado can happen anytime of the year, on any continent, given the right conditions. If you’re looking for volunteer opportunities, there are several communities that are going to need help over the next week or so.
 
Seriously. Fuck tornadoes.

“Ambition is a poor excuse for not having sense enough to be lazy.”  (from a former coworker of mine)