Chilling where it's warm

— October 31, 2025 — 

Other than breakfast at Little Pat's on Friday, absolutely nothing is on my agenda for the next week.

I am feeling better and up for almost anything, but there's nothing going on out in the world that's better than chilling in my warm room, petting the cat, and watching old movies.

Love y'all. Be in touch. 

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Part of getting old

 — Friday, October 24 —

Thanks for popping in. How ya doin'?

Me, I'm still weak from recent medical adventures, but I ain't complaining. Even if this is the new normal, part of getting old, hey, I'm still alive and having a good time.

Returning to my usual protest pattern, you'll probably find me at the Friday Federal Building protests. The festivities start at 11:30, last until 1:30, and realistically, nothing is accomplished, but even for a crowd-phobic introvert, it's grand to hang out with a bunch of decent humans. Goes without saying, anyone with a conscience should be opposed to Trump & the Republicans as they dismantle America.

For less important fun, my belly wants to try Pigfish Cafe in Burien, mostly because of its mildly gross-out name, but also because a friend told me the food is yumyum. I'll be having the fish tacos.

Y'all may know I'm a movie buff, but it's the old and/or weird stuff that appeals to me. This week's dilemma is that the two best movie events are both happening on Thursday the 30th, at the same time. It's against the rules to be two places at once, so I'm gonna gotta choose between ...

... a double feature of classic horrors for Halloween, George Romero's Night of the Living Dead (1968) and the original Suspiria (1977), at Central Library. I've already seen 'em both, but they're so good I'm always happy to see 'em again — especially for free!

... or Haze (2005) at the SIFF Film Center. I've only heard about it, never seen it, but from this description — "A man awakes to find himself trapped in a dirty, confined crawlspace. He barely has enough room to move. He also has no memory of why he’s there, or why he’s bleeding from a stomach wound" — how can it not be terrific?

As always, anyone who's interested is invited to come with me to any of the above. And if you're planning something or going somewhere, and you'd like a fat man with flatulence to tag along, all invitations will be cheerfully considered, possibly even accepted.

Until we meet again, be at peace with yourself and your neighbors, and always sing, sing a song. Make it simple, to last the whole day long. Don't worry that it's not good enough for anyone else to hear. Just sing, sing a song, and to hell with Donald Trump.
         

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Mostly homebound

 — October 17, 2025 —

I'm still less than 100%, and mostly homebound. 

One morning this week I might conceivably bundle up and go to a restaurant for french toast or chicken-fried steak. For the most part, though, I'm in my recliner, watching old movies.

The daily walks, recommended by my doctor, are on hold along with everything else in my life, especially after an errand a few days ago left me frightfully chilled and shivering for hours. The space heater has been on, blasting me, ever since.

This weekend's "No Kings" protests will happen without me, though I'll wish I was there. President Trump is a criminal, of course, and the most likely living nominee for Anti-Christ, but that's so obvious it goes without saying.

I'm hoping for better days soon. Meanwhile, please stay warm & dry & take care of yourself.

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