finally gave up and took Robax

I was in so much pain by suppertime that I took two Robax. I don’t know exactly where my consciousness went within about twenty minutes of taking those pills but that was at eight o’clock and it was 3:30 when I woke up, so go me.

Somebody I really like and admire on twitter is flaming out right now and I’m sad. Also, male single anarchists do not have any theories about how to include families in anarchism, so I’m a little fucking choked at male anarchists right now.




pulling my horns in

Once again feeling very ill at ease in my own body. A couple of days ago I was experiencing no pain and right now my back hurts so much I feel almost crazy with it.

Paul’s about to come over. It’s a soggyfoggy day in Burnaby so we’ll be mall walking, probably at Lougheed. We shall see.

I’ve written 4500 words in the last three days and I’m already sad with it because I can’t make it go the way I want, and I’m letting go of certain ideas and everything on the inside of my skull grates and hurts and slides around.

Calling the doc now to make an appointment to follow up on last fall’s bloodwork.



Later… Jeff and Paul and I walked at Lougheed and then had lunch at Chronic Tacos. SOOOOO GOOOOD.

2019 commitment to not being an ableist fleshwad

So I’m working through my Youtube videos and captioning them. Already done: my most popular effort, at 14.2K distinct views! How to Cut Up a Pineapple. Lemming’s Twofer, Neener Neener and Blasteez (my advertisement for laxative coughdrops which, as you can likely imagine, work as poorly as advertised).

I shall continue with the making my videos more accessible until they are all done.

Text of Phyllis’ obituary

CASPELL, Phyllis – Unexpectedly at her residence on Tuesday, March 12, 2019, Phyllis Caspell of London, in her 95th year. Dear mother of Paul Caspell (Allegra Sloman) of Burnaby, B.C., Ruth Caspell (John Suline) of Toronto, and Lois Schmidt (Robert) of Duchess, Alberta. Much loved grandmother of Keith, Kate, Jesse, Kaitlin, Jessica, Lindsay and Caileigh and great-grandmother of Ava, Meadow, Roman, and Alexander. Predeceased by her son John Caspell, parents Colin and Kathleen Palmer and brother Allan Palmer. Cremation has taken place. Friends will be received by the family on Wednesday, March 20, 2019 from 1-2 pm at St. Paul’s Cathedral, 472 Richmond Street, London, ON N6A 3E6, where the memorial service will take place at 2 pm. Interment in Woodland Cemetery, London. In memory of Phyllis, donations may be made to the St. Paul’s Cathedral Memorial Fund. Arrangements entrusted with A. MILLARD GEORGE FUNERAL HOME

I just watched the spire of Notre Dame fall on twitter


I’m crying. Why wouldn’t I be.

This is a fucking tragedy, and it was all triggered by workmen. I’ll bet anything there were safety shortcuts forced onto them by the construction management company.


later…. 52 acres of primeval oak forest was taken down for the pillars



brekky with Jeff and kids

Lovely IHOP breakfast this morning with Jeff and Keith and Katie. Katie got eyelash extensions and she looks amazeballs. I mean she’s a remarkably attractive woman, taking after her father’s people as she does, but it does wonderful things in a quite subtle way as she did not go for the FURRY BUSTERFLIES DONE LANDED ON MY HEID look.

I have a long list of domestic chores to get through today, and one is complete already, I may knock it off for the rest of the day in its honour.


666 spam comments

That is what my spam blocker says it’s taken care of, for this site. I haven’t had to look at them because the spam blocker did. Yay.

I just learned that in Scots dialect a ‘fud’ (from the Norse fuð pronounced footh with the th like this) is the female organ of generation which makes me laugh very hard for reasons that will be very obvious to my immediate family and are none of anyone else’s business. Fearless indeed.

I had a very productive day yesterday and Osteofit kicked my ass – I had yet another ‘turn’ and got quite dizzy. Somehow this shit never happens to me when I’m driving.

Made pear and grated almond pancakes this morning.

Terra Nullius is bad yall


self care update

Asked mOm for a writing prompt this morning and she gave me three corkers. Tending for Sumeria at the mo but maybe I’ll run them all together.

Showered, laundered, dished. All clean!

Now I should probably think about CLOTHING and WALKING to the dentist to get my teeth cleaned and thus make myself sparkling in all ways.

Eucalyptus scented Vim scouring liquid is DISGUSTING DO NOT BUY IT.

Further musings

I thought Julian Assange was cool. Then he was accused of rape and hid in the Ecuadorean Embassy. He didn’t understand how lucky he was, pissed off his host country, and this morning I watched his arrest video. I’m not a fan of the carceral state and this situation is complex and bad, but I enjoyed that.

I don’t think he’s mentally well.  This makes me an even more terrible person than mornal, thinking this and watching the video. But I’m the kind of person who’s cool with watching Saddam’s hanging video too so you know I’m just an all around jackass.

Has anybody noticed that the incredibly competent and productive computer scientist who made the black hole photo possible looks like a high school grad? THE KIDS ARE ALL RIGHT and thank you Dr. Katie Bouman and the entire team who made that photo possible for all humankind.

Dear police forces across Canada, quit trying to horn in on Pride Day, it’s not your party.

We’re almost out of Vera and it’s making me sad in a tiny and totally manageable way.

Had a lot of fun yesterday playing with fx pedals for guitar but I literally missed my first bus by 20 seconds, almost got on the wrong train, went to the wrong place in Metrotown for the bus and got off the bus at the wrong stop – I was almost an hour late. Absolutely horrific getting there…..

Today, dentist appointment and Osteofit. Not going to Lunch Bunch because the minister’s going to be there. I go to lunch bunch for a free form conversation with the elders of the church, not for programmatic discussions headed up by the minister. This will stop at month’s end so I’ll go back then probably.

Peggy and Tom are hosting the next music night May 3. She says she’s gonna cook ‘hefty food’ in honour of John and that makes me so happy.


Black hole pics

I follow a rather odd Jersey non-binary person on twitter (currently living in Spain) and less than an hour after the ‘black hole sun’ picture hit the internet she’d made a meme about it and almost equally instantly it was being retweeted in other languages and I got to watch it real time this morning, most entertainingly.

Also from twitter this am:

Inuit elder saying that the big fat fluffy snow we get in spring is a blanket for the babby seals and I thought that was sweet as anything.

Many cat pictures; a filk friend has sibling cats who hug each other all day long, sometimes while staring down the camera, so that is very cute.

Some lovely words in Krautesque.

A warplane manufacture keeps advertising in my feed. I DON’T LIKE WAR Y’ALL JUST MOVIES ABOUT IT


a miss is as good as a mile

So back in 2009 they cultured Candida auris from the ear of an elderly Japanese woman.

Since then, four different infectious strains have appeared on the scopes of infectious disease control specialists, and they are all very damned hard to kill.

Almost impossible.

So you can understand that looking back on 2014, and remembering that the CPAP place gave me an unsanitized loaner, I’m figuring I dodged a bullet.

So unless you get a loaner CPAP along with a note saying that it’s been sanitized sufficiently to kill C. auris, DON’T.