We've been introducing comedy movies we love to theboy. On Sunday I showed him Anchorman.He loved it---right up to the part where Baxter the dog gets punted off the bridge. He cried for the rest of the movie. I told him Baxter was okay and returns to save the day but he was on a jag and couldn't help himself. He still found the movie hilarious---he loved Brick the most---but he'd be laughing, stop, then cry again.I have PTSD.
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BYB is grouseApart from the gears not quite gripping if you stop pedaling in third the BYB is going great guns. I took theboy to school in the back cargo basket and we zoomed along. His weight makes the ride more stable. Later I took it for a ride up paths in the hills then enjoyed speeding down hills---something I have not done in a decade or more.
It was on the second shakedown cruise of the Big Yellow Bike, for I have named it thus as opposed to just describing it, that the stack happened. I tried to take a turn at an angle from a car-carved road through grass and there was a contributing divot twixt grass and pavement.
I saw in 5 am from no sleep and as I tried to drift away my pre-sleep thoughts were of events past; common when you have PTSD. As I did a quiet note of pride played for all past-Mikey both went through and did. past-Mikey is incredible; and now-Mikey struggles to understand how he endured it. He's still here; I'm still here.
As much as the sight of a brown chicken running at speed with a Pringle shard in its mouth delights me I realised the current Pringle distribution system was unfair since the scruff chicken always missed out.So, being the good technocrat I am, I redesigned distribution. Instead I crumble the Pringles in my hand and spread them in a line in front of the fence on their side.
Getting the gig for the Catalina Wine Mixer from Step Brothers.
I got a big yellow bike. It had to be big to take my ample frame. It means I now have transport to the shops and people's houses nearby where before I had to walk (too painful) or catch the bus (irritating).I had to get help with the controls and I half expected her to hang on to the side with a lit cig dangling and control it for me.It has electo-mechanical assist which is a good fit for me since I am part machine. We are technically sympatico.I can't ride it yet.
theboy and I saw in sunset pretending to be old men reminiscing about events that happened that day or the day before; "I remember that glass of milk I done drunk..."He was in his spinning ball and I was on a chair with my feet up. I celebrated the pink of the day's end with a pink drink.Old men talking as the sun dies away. A pleasant way to end a day.
Trump did a bunch of executive action bizness for bizness to stand against climate change realist bullies who have hurt the miners. He held his "let's kill the air!" celebration at the EPA.This is my fave part:“We’re going to have clean coal. Really clean coal,” Trump added.
I've put in for some jobs but the idea is anxiety-inducing; I got jittery at the thought and though my head knew all was fine my under brain did not; the dreads and susceptibility to fight flight kicked in. theboy was in his room crying, his keening wail cutting through glass and the shed, and I was atop the exercise bike so I couldn't flee without ruining the ride.