Pill schedule has me taking the twice-daily pills around 8-ish (A and P) and the thrice-daily at 8a, 4p, and then bedtime or midnight, whichever comes first. 1 PM was five hours late.
...went to the kitchen and saw that it was 11, not 1, which means I misread the alarm clock (not surprising as it's more than two feet away and I didn't have my glasses on) which means the pills are three hours late, not five.
Anyway this combination of antibiotics has really done a yeoman's job of clearing up the symptoms I've been experiencing. I can't remember what time I woke up in the night to hit the can, partly because I slept like a stone afterwards--which is unusual.
Anyway, got a couple of comments, and then I'll either play a little WoW or go back to bed, depending on what I feel like doing.
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"Hate crime", of course.
I could go over the simple facts of biology again, but I don't think I need to.
I could snark about England's crime rate, but that's too much work.
Instead:
In the same vein, the leftist politization of menstruation continues apace and NPR leads with "people who menstruate" rather than, y'know, "women", because men do not menstruate.
Again, it's a simple biological fact, something so basic that it should not even be in question.
Anyone who can say--with a straight face--that "not everyone who menstruates is a woman" should not be allowed to vote. Or, in fact, be allowed to do anything other than make macaroni pictures during activity time in a group home. If your grasp of physical reality is so tenuous that you think a man can have a period, you're fucking delusional. Too delusional to be considered mentally competent.
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What do you want to do about it, then, Ms. Gabbard? Tulsi Gabbard, who is campaigning on (among other things) extricating the American military from foreign engagements, is taking President Trump to task for having "gifted Turkey a large chunk of Syria".
So, what, then? You don't, after all, want to end American involvement in foreign countries' issues? You still want the American military deployed across the planet to fix problems that we have no interest in?
She compares it to Syria just "giving" California to Mexico. The situations are not parallel, of course, but that's okay.
I used to be opposed to changing things like that. Not so much now; ceding California to Mexico sounds like a win-win proposition to me, these days.
While we're at it, maybe Syria can give Puerto Rico to Cuba.
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What is the point of this? I don't think there is one. This is stupid.
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Unable to learn from the example of the NFL, the NBA steps on its own dick. The fluffle over Colin Kaepernick kneeling during the national anthem was bad for NFL income. It is remarkably similar to what is going on now with the NBA and the Hong Kong protests.
It's kind of fun to watch.
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Cool and cloudy today. After I baked some five dozen peanut butter cookies last night, Mrs. Fungus complained that it was too warm in the bunker, so I opened a window. It's pleasant inside, 55 outside. Meh.
The recipe I use starts with two sticks of butter and a cup of peanut butter. It does indeed make a lot of cookies.
Baking cookies on parchment paper yields the best results. I don't know what led Mom to start doing that; I picked it up from her and it really does improve how the cookies come out. As a bonus, you don't need to wash the cookie sheet afterwards because the food never actually touches the pan. Just toss the parchment paper.
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A bit of discomfort down in the lower-left quadrant today, but nothing like the pain I had Thursday. There was absolutely zero pain or even discomfort there when I woke up--probably one reason I slept so well--and I do feel as if I'm on the mend.
Ended up watching the Jekyll and Hyde movie starring Michael Caine and Cheryl Ladd last night. Mrs. Fungus thought it was dumb; I thought it was...well, it was a movie that has been made countless other times before. *shrug*
Suppose I ought to read the book; that might make more sense to me. For damn sure the movies don't do it justice, I'd bet.
Every other movie we looked at--no matter how old or silly--was a rental, and we didn't want to pay to watch them.
Oddly enough, it's not amazing that there are so many old dumb movies out there available to watch on demand, which you can rent and see without having to venture outside your home. The amazing thing is that we complain about having to pay to rent them.
When I was half the age I am now, that technology didn't exist. "Pay per view" had to be ordered over the telephone, and was only for one-time special events. If you wanted to see a movie, you went to Blockbuster and rented it.
People look at the state of the art today and complain that they were promised flying cars and don't have them. Look at what we do have, and be grateful.