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Out with Stormy, I've had enough. I'm making him start to walk, I've had it, this wheelchair business, being the arms to his deranged fancies.
He's been calling, wondering when I'd come take him out next, these days - they're consuming, a full days effort for very little reward. For me, that is, he seems to have fun.
Tuesday's mission - since I have the wheels, is to go and retrieve some things from the locker.
This, as the avalanche of items raining down quickly proves, is a bad idea. I get virtually nothing I needed, the locker, a mess, I need to back with some boxes and a few hours to dig through it all, in the end this just proved to be the map...
From here to lunch, the worst burger joint in the world, his favorite. From there to the bank, then to Wal-Mart. His choice, not mine. He needs a belt. Of course. And since I have him off and walking - more tottering, pants falling down, I'm having to fit him with belts, this is fucking gruesome.
Then some candy and back to the car.
Wait, he's not done, he wants to go back in the mall and finish his sandwich...
So - this time I make him push me in the wheelchair while I scream "Whee!!!" and he quickly changes his mind. But I make him do it. I goad him with the fact that he's decrepit far beyond his years, that Dag - 80 years old, 5 years his senior, is still driving, off getting lucky in the woods of Proctor, and he's - well - not doing so well. And these outings are going to depend on him getting used to walking once again.
So he pushes me into the mall, and then I allow him to sit in the chair, it's a bit cruel but enough is enough, I'm not going to fucking enable this charade of incontinence and helplessness, push him to the liquor store, get him a couple of beers, and then back to the home.
I'm beginning to slightly resent some of these unpaid commitments, and it's time to start developing reasonable boundaries.
FIrst outing of the season...
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With Chris, to points around Nelson exploring and doing some light panning. A nice day to be out of doors, a quartz seam that yielded up a few small crystals, hints of bigger ones, some microfine gold, paths at elevation still are obstructed with snow - nice weather is to be had only at the lowlier elevations, but the season begins...
Thai Kitchen
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This, the only choice for Thai Curry at the Co-op, and so I try it. I have low expectations, and they're completely defeated.
It advertises itself as "Vegan", then recommends adding lime, chicken bouillon, fish sauce, sugar. It's Vegan only until you want some flavour....
7$ for a 2 oz jar, triple what I'd a paid in Calgary for 16 oz of an authentic curry paste...Bloody fucking hell. And the curry? Completely unremarkable. I mean, follow all the instructions on the jar (and when do I ever to that?) and still it's bland. Maybe I was meant to snort it? Anyways, Thai Curry - Mae-Ploy is the brand to buy, Aroy-D is the brand for Coconut Milk, you can still enjoy a reasonably priced curry and with the money you save you can buy some Bitcoins or NFT's. No Shit.
Dave Duchovny's Left Nipple
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Like, line it up already....
OK. Sometimes I drink too much and start shit I probably shouldn't finish but at some point (episode 6) I get annoyed about trifles and call bullshit.
That said, on, off, episode 6 and I'm thinking this is the therapy I need at the moment. Some episodes are better than others.
Fun Fact: I think actually Dave Duchovny actually joined Sexaholics Anonymous. I seem to have some vague memory of this. And - probably false, but - hey, fits in with the whole "Californication" thing way too well. So I won't be bothered to fact check or Google it...
That said, I'm getting it. I mean, no, nowhere near as much as the titular Duchovny, but - yeah, I get it. The poolside conversation, I've had this epiphany before, understood
And her....my god, but the cheekbones - the swollen cheeks, artificially implanted, watch it and see - the same as Vancouver's "Spitting Image" puppet wives, the mockery of beauty.
Their weird-assed kid? WTF? Where did she come from? Who writes the dialogue for her? Have they ever met a child before? Really? She's the queen of awkward, irrelevant, and I doubt anyone could imagine a child like that and in any way think it's OK. They should have used a robot. Just my take...
So, did some googling, apparently "Hank Moody"'s based upon the persona of "Charlie Bukowski", contemporized, some 30, 40, 50 odd years later. Not a surprise, plenty of references, more surprised at how poorly they've done it.
And by Episode 8, enough already, I'll finish the season but it can't continue to be this patchy, I'm in need of amusement, not some sort of half-witted catharsis...and the way it ends, fucking bloody hell.
Overall, too much gratuitous sex, shallow and poor character development, mediocre writing.
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