Sorry, everyone. PT 9-10 are in my mind, but day-job exhaustion plus helping Daughter #2 with Latin and math… I’m both dead & want to die.
Dead as in tired; want to die as I’m so excited to get Logres & Europa back together, but just can’t right now. As I sleep-drove home, I might have even seen an overall end. To have that much in your head, and be unable to get it out… it’s awful.
Please forgive; shall do better tomorrow.
Friday night, Ohio State University. Wife and I went to see Milo Yiannopoulos, a British free-speech advocate touring US college campuses. . . who seem to have quite a problem with free speech. The full video of his talk can be found here. I was first in line to ask a question (about politics and theology . . . anyone who’s read my books just rolled their eyes) right around the 1:16:18 mark.
Right after me, my wife stepped up to ask her question about legal immigration. However, she led off with a tiny vignette about herself… AND BROUGHT THE HOUSE DOWN!
Married for 24 years, together for 27. I love her more every day. A photo of two awesome people, and one banal, middle-aged drunk below the fold.
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Which is to say, I’m not, really. Even so, with the chance to get in “on the ground floor” of something new, I thought to give it a shot.
What with Twitter – which I never used – gone full SJW (never go full SJW; in fact, don’t do it at all…) and banning people across the political spectrum from Milo, to Instapundit, to Scott Adams, there is a free speech alternative, Gab. I’m there as @machciv and my own name. We shall see what develops….
Although for us, given all that’s going on, this comes closer to expressing how we feel about the season:
Nonetheless, we still count ourselves as blessed. Off now to visit my wife in the hospital. Cheers!
Very belated link to Kit ‘N Kaboodle, the host of today’s stop. Sorry about the late post, I started a new job today (no more 3rd shift! I can see my family again!) and things were hectic.
I’ll do better tomorrow.
Lord, but I hate change. Help me.