wombat_socho: (unhappy)
Today's haul from the post office included the keyboard/cover for the Surface Go, a Get Your Ass To Mars T-shirt, some 9x12 envelopes, a variety pack of Sonic Limeade powders, and a 2-pound can of unflavored whey protein. Also lugged up the wargames from the car and opened the box. 

Also I got more frozen fruit, ice tea, and Celsius energy drinks. All these things were on sale. Yay.

Got fully caught up on the blogging today and got a jump on tomorrow's, which since it is Good Friday will include the obligatory quotes from The Centurion and the Passion according to St. Matthew. Thus I begin the habitual depression that settles in every Good Friday. 

I couldn't resist the temptation to look at the Daily Volume Report on Amp; sure enough, four more returns cashed out. It's theoretically possible I'll actually make bonus this year, but if it's much over $20 I'll be very surprised.

I opened the box for Chaco, which now has colorful counters and a slightly more colorful map. Unfortunately, the Paraguayan OB now lacks "The Machetes of Death". Most of the mechanics and optional rules seem to be unchanged from the original; I expect Burma will be much the same. 

I did a minimal amount of Ingressing today; opened the Intel map and found where the annoying Frog-held portals are that are screwing up my linking to the town cemetery: off in the subdivision behind the courthouse, where in the five years I've lived here I have yet to go. I'll fix that tomorrow, yes I will. 

wombat_socho: comfort eagle (Comfort Eagle)
The drive down to Las Vegas last Thursday was uneventful; I stopped in Beatty very briefly to do a little Ingress, in Amargosa Springs to drop off the two bags of trash that had accumulated, and then headed straight for Boulder Station, whose wifi worked okay for the phone but not the laptop. So I didn't do the Thursday night blogging. I did hit up Tacos El Pastor in the new food court and got a couple of excellent burritos which were HUEG LIKE XBOX; I ate the saudero burrito that night and stuck the al pastor in the fridge to be eaten Saturday. 

Friday I stopped at Dunkin for a bagel & cream cheese, coffee and a doughnut since it was Friday, and made it to my wound care appointment in plenty of time. Dr. Lal was very happy with the progress. So they wrapped me up and I headed back to Boulder Station because I had sleepily left my wallet in the room. From there I went to Sonic for fluids and a pretzel, thence to Jimmy John's for a tuna sub by way of lunch, Maverik on Tropical for gas and more fluids, and finally to Sam's Club, where I bought a bunch of (OTC) drugs, sushi, a cooling body pillow (that'll come in handy in a couple months) and a shrimp tray. Since CFA doesn't sell fish, I headed out of town and got home just in time to lose a two-game series to the Royals. 

Saturday I fixed peach smoothies but forgot the cream, and later I ate both the shrimp tray and the leftover al pastor burrito. Got called in to do a TPR and caught up on messages. 

Sunday I was on the clock from 12-5 but clocked out at 3 because I ran out of work. Went to the Banc Club for some Chinese but the Chinese joint was permanently closed, so instead I went to El Marques and had the usual nachos & chimichanga. 

Today I was on the clock from 3-9 but punched out at 7 due to lack of work. I did snag a juicy military return, though.   

Tomorrow I'm off the clock. I think I'll take the opportunity to stock up on groceries, take advantage of the senior discount. 
wombat_socho: (Tonopah)
I was scheduled for five hours in the tax mines, but I only had three returns to work on, and that only took me a couple of hours. So I used the extra three hours to bang out the latest zine for StippleAPA, which I have to copy and mail off to Jeanne on Wednesday, then I packed up my laundry and schlepped off to Tonopah Station, where I had the taco omelet with a side of hash and instead of pie had wings & curly fries by way of dessert. 

Then it was home to do Rule 5 Sunday, and now I am for bed since I am back on the clock at noon tomorrow. 

Also this weekend I drafted a letter to the owners of Coaldale, so I guess I'll find out what's what after I mail that off. 
wombat_socho: SSuiseiseki (SSuiseiseki)
As usual after conventions, I am feeling a bit lonely and depressed tonight. The long drive from Las Vegas home (interrupted by a victorious series against the Hated Yankees, which I did on the phone at Lida Junction) didn't help, of course. It never does.

I caught a couple of panels that Glenn Reynolds was on, and he was every bit as good a guest as I thought he would be. Insisted on taking him out for a drink on Saturday night by way of a gesture of thanks for all he and his readers did to support me during the months I was struggling with homelessness and related problems in 2019-2020, and we had a good chat over wine. I didn't attend any other panels, because I wasn't interested in them, and skipped the Baen Roadshow due to inertia on Saturday afternoon. Also didn't buy anything in the Dealer's room, because I thought I could pick a couple of things up Sunday, but by the time I managed to get downstairs around noon, both the dealer's room and consuite were packed up, Mike and his extended family were off to the range with friends, and the convention was basically over. Mike is going to do a second print run of C6 shirts after the con, so I will have one after all, and we discussed sharpening kits, so I'll have a couple more things to owe him money for.

I did spend a little money at the Walmart: needed to get a USB C/C cable for the rental Corolla, some yogurt, some cream, and I also grabbed a liter of Diet Coke. Saturday night I went to Publix to get a sub for dinner and got more liters of Diet Coke there as well. So now I have the Publix and Circle K apps on the phone.

Monday I slept in a bit, checked out at noon and refueled the Corolla at Circle K (only got a $0.03 discount because the Easy Pay was being a pain in the ass to set up), then stopped at the Publix for another sub. Hung around BNO for an hour after dropping the car off before losing patience and asking if I could go home sooner via Space-A, which it turns out I could. The flight to Phoenix was crowded, but I managed to sleep through most of it, and then just about everyone got off there which meant the flight to Vegas was nearly empty. Got my suitcase, paid for parking, stopped by the McD's on Paradise for a couple of Big Macs, and checked into the Strat, where I barely managed to get the nose hose set up before falling into bed.

Slept in again, checked out at noon, got breakfast and coffee at Dunkin; gas, Danish, and fluids at Maverik, more fluids at Sonic on Decatur, and a couple of subs (one free) at Jimmy John's, and then headed home. Stopped at Indian Springs for more fluids and pooping, Lida Junction for baseball, and Goldfield for pissing. Did catchup blogging when I got everything unpacked (except the suitcase which I'll retrieve from the trunk tomorrow) and now I'm going to bed.

Oh yeah: got an email over the weekend from Anime Fusion about their commitment to DEI and exit from X in favor of Blue Sky. Despite objections from [personal profile] troika I have ordered a T-shirt with the symbol and slogan of 17 SS-Panzergrenadier Division "Goetz von Berlichingen", which almost nobody at AF will recognize, but I think it's an appropriately silly response to silly virtue signaling. 
wombat_socho: comfort eagle (Comfort Eagle)
So Thursday I packed up my shit for Jita and headed down 95 after putting gas in the Kia and a bageldog in my belly at the Love's. Stopped in Amargosa Springs to hit the can, Indian Springs for some Zyrtec, Diet Sprite, and some munchies; stopped again at the McD's on Charleston for dinner, and checked into the Strat. After sorting out my stuff, I crashed and didn't wake up until 0800 Friday morning.

Got breakfast at the McD's in the Strat, did catchup blogging, paid the remaining bills, did some writing, and around 1300 headed out to get lunch at Jack in the Box and also to talk to the guys at MV Computer Repair about my screen issue. They didn't seem to have any better idea than HRB tech support about what was going on with my screen in Windows Remote Desktop, and didn't have any HP monitors, so I headed on up to the VA for my CAT scan. Unfortunately I got out of Radiology too late to hit the PAVE clinic and reschedule my appointment, so instead I went down to Sonic and got fluids (including a small Blood Orange Cream Slushy, which was most excellent) before heading back to the Strat. Took two games out of three from the autopiloted Giants and then went to the CFA for Hate Chikuns; came back and did a quick In The Mailbox, after which I booked an oil change at Pep Boys for Saturday morning. 

Didn't crawl out of bed until 1000, which meant I managed to miss breakfast at both the McD's and the Eureka Casino; wound up having a club sandwich and bao flight at the latter instead. In addition to the oil change, Pep Boys also reflated my tire, replaced the wipers, and did a wheel alignment, all for about $250. I headed up to the Maverik on Lake Mead and got me some E15 for under $2.50/gallon along with some badly needed fluids, then it was over to the German Bakery on Rampart and the Sonic on Cheyenne for more fluids before getting out of town. I thought briefly about stopping at the Walmart for water enhancers or the Sam's Club for Claritin-D, but instead I just headed up the road.

Stopped in Indian Springs to recycle fluids, but after that it was straight on to Goldfield where I hit the public latrine before the last push home. 
Unloaded the Kia, decided to blow off blogging for the day, had some pasta salad for dinner and called it a night. 
wombat_socho: (Tonopah)
Thus a drunken female passenger opined some years ago regarding the New Year, and I have to agree. Much like birthdays, NYE is an arbitrary point in the year when people think everything's going to change, when we all know it won't. 

But enough pessimism. I do intend to make some changes going forward, not huge ones, but changes nonetheless, and we shall see how those work out. One of those is to do more writing on the Substack; I have a lot of non-fiction stuff I want to write about that doesn't really fit at The Other McCain, and I hope it'll get a little more exposure on the Substack than it would on Dreamwidth. I am thinking about picking up another Toaster this year and using it for more off-road Ingressing, and at the same time visiting friends and family in New England & Minnesota. Maybe not all of that this year, but we shall see how the cash flow works out.

Of course, I'm going to make continuing efforts to chip away at the weight, be better about fressing, and pay closer attention to my cash flow. I think I've done well this year in avoiding any overdrafts, and I hope to continue that into the new year.

wombat_socho: comfort eagle (Comfort Eagle)
Originally I only had two appointments yesterday, one with lymphedema and another with wound care (in that order) but Wednesday I returned a call from Scheduling and found that Dermatology could get me in at 1430 Thursday, which would have made for a busy afternoon, but Wednesday right before I left for the Stratosphere Dr. Lal called and asked me if I was willing to come in at 0840 Thursday since they'd had some cancellations, and of course I agreed. 

This meant getting up at an awful hour of the morning on Thursday, driving up to the VA, getting my wounds dressed, and getting my glasses fixed before I headed over to the nearby McDs for breakfast and the Sonic on Craig for fluids. Back at the Stratosphere, I bashed out some bloggage and lit out for my lymphedema appointment. That went well, and I had some lunch at the canteen (chicken salad and mediocre sushi) before getting my claws clipped & calluses sanded. Feet felt very weird after that, but no matter; I went back to the hotel and did not stop at the NSSAB orientation's last two hours because I was feeling very tired. It was probably the sushi, or maybe the tacos and egg rolls I grabbed for a snack. Maybe both. Anyway, I fell asleep around 1800 and slept through until 0700 this morning...so I got up, pounded out another blog post, cleared the room, and hit McD's on Paradise and Dunkin' on Lake Mead before topping off the tank at Maverik.

Originally I'd planned to do some shopping at Walmart on the way home, but instead I just went to Sam's Club for Claritin-D and a large box of fig bars which are usually about $6 for half a dozen up here but the large box was about $13 for 36 bars, which was a lot better deal. Then it was over to CFA for some hate chikuns and fluids before the long drive home. I did stop in Beatty to get some wild game jerky for Rob, but the post office was closed so I guess I'll mail it tomorrow, because once I got home and unloaded the car I didn't want to go anywhere, and I didn't. Tomorrow I'll hit the post office and mail some things, go to Raley's for stuff I'm out of (eggs, tea, & yogurt, mostly) and maybe Family Dollar for water additives. 
That's the plan, we'll see how it works out in reality. 
wombat_socho: FGSFDS Palin (FGSFDS)
Okay, so it was just three days, but it sure felt like a week. I missed working the primary due to tax season (and being in Dayton because of that) so I'd forgotten how much work it is to open all the envelopes, separate the ballot and privacy sleeve from the envelope, and make sure that we don't screw up the count, since we're doing all this in batches of 25. Before that, of course, we have to match the (unopened) envelopes with the list of voters in each precinct. Thirsty and wearisome work. Every day this week I've gotten home around 1730 and been tired enough to go directly to bed, but since I've had stuff to do like fix dinner and blog, I haven't done that.

Had the day off thanks to Nevada Day so I did plenty of nothing aside from catching up on blogging; this was helped by being up until 0400 finishing Alliance Unbound, the second in the Cherryh/Fancher Hinder Stars trilogy. I am impressed at how Cherryh continues to excel at knitting together the plot despite having a platoon of POV characters, and at her depiction of the early days of FTL, when huge merchanters like Finity's End are just starting to replace the converted pushers and early purpose-built merchanters that knit the Hinder Stars, Pell, Cyteen, and the various stations together. 

Looks like we're going to start drafting in Pete's Dynasty League pretty soon. I have to consider how many players I'll be keeping for 1973 and who I can pick up from the Yankees, Day Traders, and other teams that made the playoffs. 

Tomorrow it's time to head down to the post office and see what all these packages are; also going to mail out some checks to various politicians I want to see win. 
wombat_socho: (Tonopah)
Woke up at 1000, wasted time on X, finally got dressed and went down to Hometown Pizza to hit the buffet before picking up mail. The buffet was pretty sparse but I ate my fill (maybe more than I should have) and then went over to the post office, where much to my surprise my copy of Ace of Spades was in and so was the metal shelving. Went home, lugged everything upstairs, ripped the CD, took my pills, and crashed for several hours, no doubt due to carb overload. 

Woke up again, put my pants back on, and went over to Raley's for tea and some stuff to fortify the last salad in the fridge, but wound up just eating the peas and some yogurt instead. Bashed out the FMJRA, the preceding post, and as soon as I finish this up I'm going to crash so I can wake up early to assemble the shelves, clean the bedroom, and head down the road to Vegas, since I have a wound care appointment in the morning. This time I'll be staying at the Cannery, since apparently something is happening on the Strip and room prices at the Stratosphere are a bit spendy. 

Currently reading Michael Flynn's last novel In The Belly of the Whale on my phone. Before I remembered that it was there, I had been rereading Behold, Humanity! on the Kindle. 
wombat_socho: FGSFDS Technoviking (stuff/augh)
I was going to spend the day cleaning and getting ready for tomorrow's drive to Las Vegas preparatory to Monday's flight to Knoxville as part of the hajj to the holy city of Oak Ridge, but all I got done was sorting my pills for the next week and the FMJRA. 

I'll throw my clothes in the suitcase and call it a night so I can get up early tomorrow and straighten up the bedroom somewhat. That'll have to do. 

The only other thing I have to do tomorrow besides the usual packing of nose hose & insulin...well, I guess that's it, really. 

Weird that I'm already so tired and I haven't even started driving to Las Vegas yet.  
wombat_socho: (Tonopah)
Was up late last night doing corrections on Starfighter Girls, which I think is going to need a read-through for continuity and the insertion of Liao's suicide, although I suppose I could just leave that in the background and never explicitly describe it. Also need more sections from the Imperial point of view. 

Frittered away a large part Saturday playing Fallout: New Vegas. The character I intended to be a punchy blonde counterpart to Veronica has been slowly evolving into my usual sniper Courier. On this run-through I did the Honest Hearts DLC, killed a passel of White Legs, died a lot, and wound up leaving a bunch of stuff in a suitcase at one of the camping areas. Might see if I can go back and get it after I refloat the Lady of the Lake. Meanwhile in Azur Lane, still no sign of Amagi. I have, unusually, run out of oil and cubes. I'm putting off the end of LB6 in F/GO because what looked like it was going to be a happy ending turned to shit in a hurry, and I have problems of my own. 

Misread the schedule; I faced the Dodgers on Friday and lost two games out of three, mainly because I had to face Nolan Ryan and Don Sutton in the first two games, and I couldn't buy a hit off either of those assholes. So it's the O's and the Red Sox, then Pittsburgh next week to finish the season. 

Passed up doing laundry today in favor of a brief run to Raley's for tea & yogurt and a stop at Love's for some Godfather's pizza. 

Aside from the FMJRA and Rule Five Sunday, I also posted to the Substack

Took advantage of points and early booking to get a good price on my flight up north to MSP for Anime Fusion. My hotel room in the con block is already reserved as well. 


wombat_socho: (Las Vegas)
Wasted three hours yesterday at the Social Security office on Buffalo waiting to see someone so I could pick up the form to tell SSA that I don't want their damn Medicare or the deduction from my SSDI to pay for it. At least I played a bunch of Azur Lane so I wasn't bored to the point of craziness. I left at 1400 so I'd have time to do lunch at CFA (I did) and hit the Sonic for fluids (I didn't.)

The meeting went okay. People found my reports on the LLW forum and the visual observation last month acceptable, we prioritized work plan items for next year, and I was elected vice-chairman by acclamation. Lisa will be covering all the LLW forums next year in my place since I'll have extra work as vice chair. Part of that work will involve a pilgrimage to the holy city of Hanford for an SSAB chairs meeting in February. Brr. 

Next time I come to the Strat I'm going to insist on waiting in line to check in, since the robots gave me a room in the ass end of the North Tower; it had a fridge, but the desk lamp didn't work and the bedside outlet plugs were iffy. I managed. 

Screwed up my order at Wendy's last night and wound up with two chicken sandwiches, two doubles, and two chilis. One of the chilis is coming home in the cooler bag, but I devoured the rest last night, and while my BG was up this morning, it wasn't out of the normal range. Probably packed on a couple of pounds, though.

The agenda for today is to pick up a late breakfast at Dunkin on Lake Mead, refuel at the Maverik on the other side of the '15, and maybe hit up a Sonic on the way to pick up some groceries at the Walmart on Tropical. I found about $75 worth of stuff that's less expensive there than it is at Raley's, so I'll stuff the meat and dairy products in the insulated bags with the ice and just push straight through to home. 

Did blogging this morning instead of last night (because I was too tired by the time I got back from Wendy's and finished eating) and will blog again when I get home. So I'll be all caught up by tomorrow. 

Lost two out of three to the A's Tuesday night. The A's were on autopilot and kept using Duke Sims, who was out of at-bats against RHP, which irritated the fuck out of me but probably didn't make that much of a difference. 
wombat_socho: SSuiseiseki (SSuiseiseki)
I suppose I could also describe this as a report on the state of my fandoms, and it will probably wind up on the Substack in somewhat altered form... 

"In the beginning, there was the Word." So it is with me; I have always been an avid reader, preferring SF, historical fiction, military & naval history, and biographies to other genres, though I did go through a stretch where I was reading a lot of mainstream fiction. Gave up on it because most of it was depressing and/or tales of awful people doing awful things or living awful lives. (See Bright Lights, Big City or The First Deadly Sin.) I still do a lot of reading and have the Kindle and physical libraries to prove it.

Reading SF eventually (inevitably?) drew me into science fiction fandom. I attended conventions in the Baltimore/DC area and elsewhere from 1974 (Discon II, the Worldcon in DC) until 1983 when I got married and moved to Minnesota. There I became more active in traditional fanac: I pubbed a perszine, joined and dropped out and rejoined Stipple-APA, became involved in media fandom thanks to Space: Above & Beyond and the 59th Ready Reserve Squadron, went to a few Minicons, more Convergences and Diversicons and Arcanas, volunteered and served on staff for some of those, and eventually became heavily involved with anime fandom at Anime Iowa, so much so that I was one of the founders and chairmen of Anime Detour, which I remained on staff with until I left Minnesota for Virginia in 2007. I returned to Anime Detour (and continued to volunteer there) after moving to Virginia and Las Vegas, but eventually the staff there did my son dirty, and I severed all connections with them. I'll be going to Anime Fusion in Minnesota this year for my son's 40th birthday, but purely as a spectator. I dropped out of Stipple-APA after descending into abject poverty in Virginia, but after moving to Las Vegas in 2015 I became involved with the National Fantasy Fan Federation (N3F), sporadically contributed to N'APA, and eventually became treasurer along with wearing a few other fezzes. I am currently the chairman of Son of Silvercon, a small relaxicon in Las Vegas that aspires to become a mid-sized regional convention. 

Fandom led me into historical boardgaming/wargaming, which was a big thing in the 1970s and 1980s before TSR bought SPI at bankruptcy and gutted the hobby. I was a D&D dungeonmaster and a Traveller referee; I was also interested in several other RPG (Twilight:2000, Call of Cthulhu, Delta Green) but never actually played them. Wargames are still around, but it's a lot harder to find opponents, and games, like everything else, have become a lot more expensive thanks to inflation and the fact that it's a niche hobby now. Mostly I play video games like Civilization and Hearts of Iron IV, which have some of the flavor of the old monstergames. I used to be involved with EVE-Online as part of Goonfleet, and was there when we broke Band of Brothers, lost Delve and fled to a new home, reorganized under Commissar Mittens and grew to be a great power in the game again, but I don't remember clearly when I stopped playing. Probably in 2018, when I got horribly sick and was homeless for a couple of months. Everyone I used to know in GF is out of the game now, and I don't feel any strong urge to go back. Aside from the aforementioned strategic video games, I also play Fate/Grand Order and Azur Lane on my phone, the former more than the latter because Azur Lane's story is confusing and silly by turns. Played Cookie Run for a while but it wound up being more grindy than cute, and Girls Frontline just didn't hold my interest. I should probably get out and play more Ingress because the walking would be good for me. 

I came very late to baseball. As a kid, I was a fan of the Washington Senators, who moved to Texas in 1972 and took my interest in baseball with it. My now ex-wife was a Twins fan, though, and between her interest and Rotisserie baseball, I got back into it. For a few years I scored games at home for STATS, Inc. and published a newsletter on the independent minor leagues (which caused some road trips to towns like Aberdeen, Austin, Duluth, Fargo, and Madison) but that fell victim to Anime Detour, which pretty much ate my life from 2003-2007. I played fantasy baseball on Yahoo for a few years but dropped out of that; I was also involved in a Pursue the Pennant league until it fell apart in 1992. Nowadays, I casually follow the Nationals, Twins, and Red Sox, and am managing the Senators in a Dynasty League Baseball league run by fellow blogger Pete (Da Tech Guy), but Major League Baseball's current commissioner has alienated me with his woke stupidity, and I'm not much interested in seeing the A's when they move from Oakland to Las Vegas in a couple of years. 

I don't watch a lot of TV or movies. Used to watch a lot when I was married, but that went by the wayside in favor of watching anime, and these days I watch very little because Hollywood isn't making a lot of stuff that interests me, and I find video games more rewarding. Someday I'll probably finish watching Fallout, because it's on Amazon Prime and the first five episodes, which I saw while visiting Stacy McCain this spring, seemed pretty decent. People tell me I should watch The Expanse, and maybe one of these days I will. Webcomics fall under this heading; I was really really interested in Girl Genius, Megatokyo, Erfworld, and a couple of other webcomics, but I fell out of the habit of following them (probably around the same time I stopped playing EVE-Online, for some of the same reasons) and I can't think of any webcomics I follow at all, with the exception of Terminal Lance, Clinic of Horrors, and occasional postings by Merryweather Media. 

Not sure where this really fits in, but thanks to my Dad's final assignment with the JCS, I acquired an interest in nuclear weapons and power, which has led me to a seat on the board of the Nevada Security Site Advisory Board, a group of citizens who provide oversight to the Department of Energy's ongoing cleanup and monitoring work at the former Nevada Test Site. I don't get paid for it, but they do reimburse me for my travel expenses, which is nice, and the work is interesting, with a lot of callbacks to some weird history. For example, they're currently demolishing & cleaning up Test Cell C, which is where testing of NERVA rockets and Project Pluto went on during the early 1960s. Coincidentally, there's some discussion of nuclear rockets again in connection with Elon Musk's ambition of going to Mars. 

wombat_socho: comfort eagle (Comfort Eagle)
Two mornings of getting up at 0600 after driving down to the Stratosphere Sunday afternoon have kicked my ass good and hard. Having to detour into Pahrump for gas, fluids, and stationery at the Walmart didn't help, and by the time I got home I was seriously tempted to punt the blogging, unpack, and crash...but the notion of having to cope with today's blogging on top of Monday's did not appeal. So I did an abbreviated post to catch up on all the Substackery and other high-priority stuff. 

Monday's trip to the VA resulted in a slight change to my prescription; apparently the astigmatism is a little worse and I'm developing cataracts, which aren't affecting my vision. Yet. Dr. Lal was happy with the progress on the wounds, and they wrapped them up good and tight. I went home by way of the Sonic where I got fluids, a chili dog, and a double cheeseburger (since both the latter were on the $1.99 menu) before heading back to the Stratosphere. My eyes were still aching from being dilated, so I went back to bed for an hour or so, after which I played a lot of Azur Lane, cashed in some of my McD's rewards points for dinner, and instead of blogging spent some time on Nationalist China in HOI4. Sun Li-Jen is so far holding out nicely in the north with his big fat square divisions, which now have artillery, engineers, and will soon have flak guns. I did attempt to hold off the Eastern Pirate Devils with diplomacy, which bought me a couple of years after the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, and have actually managed to lay some mines in the Yellow Sea to make the EPD Navy suffer before they sank most of my Navy. Am now researching submarines.

Since the Angels were on autopilot I played them Monday afternoon while letting missions repeat in AL. Lost two of three, with the lone win coming in Game 3 for Jim Kaat.

Today's visit to the NNSS went pretty well, though I could have saved myself the stop at Albertson's on the way since they didn't have any chicken salad and the sub I picked up will probably last me 2-3 days because it is hueg like XBox. The RWAP observation was pretty unexciting: yes, these are the metal bars they're cutting up, yes, they're going into this container (which looks like a squared-off demo dumpster with a liner), and the people that actually work for Navarro and EM seemed happy with the related paperwork, of which there was a massive quantity. We should probably make these observations mandatory for high school kids so there's no doubt in anyone's mind that we are being super careful with even the low-level radioactive waste, never mind the highly radioactive long-lasting transuranic waste. Anyhow, we were done with all that by noon, and since I was the only one who brought lunch, we all went back to the canteen, where I had a chicken bacon & cheese sandwich and a bowl of their excellent chili. Then it was off to Pahrump, as previously mentioned. 

Think I'll spend the rest of the week doing as little as possible while preparing for the upcoming apartment inspection. So much trash to haul out.  
wombat_socho: (Tonopah)
Actually three paydays: the VA disability dropped on the 1st, the SSDI on the 2nd since its normal day would be Saturday, and I got my DOE reimbursement for the July meeting on Friday as well. I threw a lot of money at the credit cards, paid my bills, and Monday I'll drop off my rent check. Also chucked $100 at Fidelity to start rebuilding the Cardboard Box Fund. 

Did some grocery shopping on Thursday (ice tea and ice cream sammiches) and Friday (frozen Mexican food, yogurt, bread, grapes) but aside from going out to laundry & dinner on Sunday, that was the extent of my emerging from my apartment, even though it's been mostly in the 80s of late. 

The video call with my clinician went OK; she's happy with my numbers and didn't suggest any changes. The social worker's call confirmed what the head of travel had said - mileage only, no reimbursement for hotel or meals unless they sent me out of state. She did say that if I wasn't working this coming tax season, the VA would have declared me unemployable and worked some magic with SSA to max out my SSDI. Too late now. I'd been thinking of quitting after this season anyway, and that might motivate me to do so. Have to see how this coming season goes. As I said to Carlos yesterday afternoon, the part of tax prep I enjoy is being face to face with my clients, and work from home eliminates that. 

This was a bad week for my Senators. We went 1-5 for the week against the Twins and Expos; I'm hoping to do better next week against the Tribe and Kansas Shitty. 

Started a Substack, on which I intend to post Obligatory Seriousness (h/t Cobb) about various topics like I used to do on my LJ. 


wombat_socho: (Tonopah)
Slept until after noon and didn't go out for anything; it sorta looks like my Amazon order is here along with a u/i shipment from Medline and something from the pharmacy; hopefully not insulin or Ozempic since I have plenty of all that.

Talked to a dude at Cal-Nevada about my bumper and he says he'll zip-tie it back on for me, which beats paying $$ to get it clamped back on according to the shop manual. I'll stop by there tomorrow en route to the post office & bank. 

Did a belated FMJRA to make up for the one I missed doing last Saturday and did the daily blogging as well, but I was that close to blowing it off.

Changed my bandages today after I woke up and weighed myself; they weren't smelly and there was only a little bleeding from the right leg. Weight was down from ~390 yesterday to ~387 today, huzzah. Probably drop more tomorrow since I had a normal flax muffin instead of cronuts and salad for dinner.

Didn't do anything Son of Silvercon related aside from tweeting and chatting on Discord. Tomorrow I need to write the AAR, and maybe the manifesto if we have time. Also need to talk with relevant staffers about doing care packages for Caitlin and Fred, to whom we owe T-shirts and other gestures of appreciation. 



wombat_socho: SSuiseiseki (SSuiseiseki)
 That HP monitor I found while digging through boxes turned out to be so old it uses a VGA video cable. Welp. Probably going to wind up using it with one or another of the several laptops I have lying around the place. 

So I set up the printer, got the desktop to see it, but unfortunately I can't find any of the paper I was sure I had in the tub next to the desk. Well, at least I can print the badges. I'll just have to make sure the program book and registration forms are on my phone before I head over to the print shop tomorrow. I'll pick up a couple reams of paper on the way home from Las Vegas next week, and shelve the plan to offer Battletech CCG to the masses. until next year. 

Looks like Caitlin and one of the folks from Maggie's Discord can't make it, which at least saves the convention a couple nights' worth of room costs. On the other hand, there's a fantasy author who'll be spending most of the weekend at SDCC who's going to drop by Sunday to check us out. I'm going to try real hard to sell him on the notion of having us be his local con, where fans who can't make it to SDCC will nonethless be able to meet and hang out with him a bit.

Managed to get laundry done yesterday, but today's plans to be productive were spoiled by an early wakeup followed by a midday nap followed by baseball (lost 2 of 3 to Pittsburgh) and then there was nothing to do but play a little Civicrack, make various bacon-based sammiches, run the dishwasher, and finally get around to the daily blogging. Lord, so many posts about the attempted assassination. 

Tomorrow I need to get up early and pack, get my hair cut, get stuff done at the print shop, fuel up, and head down the road to the Strat, where I'll be staying tomorrow and Wednesday nights before moving to the Plaza on Thursday. So I better wrap this up, finish with the badges and reg forms, and get my ass to bed. 


wombat_socho: comfort eagle (Comfort Eagle)
The VA claims they paid me on the 24th, but PenFed says they didn't. Also, Amazon seems to be having problems sending money to the Emerald Card, so I guess I'll have to go in and change the deposit info for them, and cut up the Emerald Card. Had it for almost all the time I've been working for Block, but it's clearly outlived its usefulness.

I waited until Wednesday to book a room at the Cannery ahead of my wound care appointment, to no avail; wound up having to use the Friends of Fission-chan card for it, as well as a somewhat excessive lunch at Maverik after the appointment. Was too tired to blog when I got to the Cannery; had a late dinner at Carl's Jr., washed down by soda at Sonic since I couldn't get the Carl's Jr. app to let me order diet soda from them.

Did breakfast with the last few bucks in the Dunkin app, got positive feedback from Dr. Lal about my wounds, and an appointment on Thursday afternoon before the NSSAB July meeting. So I'll get reimbursement from DOE and the VA for my Wednesday stay at the Plaza, and I fully expect the payment from the DOE to arrive long before the one from the VA. 

So by the time I was all done and headed up 95, I was tapped out on both CCCU and NSB, as well as two of my three credit cards. 

The drive back was mostly uneventful. I blew up the Test Site portal, hacked some others in Beatty, and captured a couple of other portals on the way home. Got home around 1900, so I got to experience the debate secondhand through X, and was greatly amused. The media definitely covered themselves in shit, not because they rigged the debate for the walking dead man (though apparently they did) but because it was obvious to anyone that watched that Biden was a long way from being energetic and coherent. I was dog-tired after the drive home, but I stirred myself to maek blog post. 

Slept for 12, maybe 14 hours; didn't crawl out of bed until a little after 1400. Had a flax muffin and coffee, and later boiled up some of the leftover ham with some dried onions and split peas for a belated dinner. Probably should have done two blog posts but I was still lacking energy and so just did a big one at 2100. 

As far as Son of Silvercon goes, neither the Hoyts nor D.J. Butler will make it this year, and I warned Caitlin that I probably wouldn't be able to fly her out. Mailed D.J. some flyers for the Writers Cantina con and also e-mailed some to the staff, offering $5 off for anyone bringing us one of the flyers. Brad & D.J. are both going to talk us up at Writers Cantina, so maybe we'll get some extra folks showing up at the door. I have a call scheduled with one of the facilities people at the Plaza Monday, in which I'll try to dump the bigger of the two function rooms and just have things happen in the smaller one and the con suite. We'll see how it all works out. 
wombat_socho: (Las Vegas)
 Crawled out of bed at 1100 Sunday, and despite a good strong mug of Guatemalan, I didn't get on the road until 1600. At that, I forgot to drop off the rent check, but Nicole was in a forgiving mood and told me to mail it in. Which I'll do once I get to DC...anyway, the drive down 95 was uneventful. Stopped at Eddie's World in Beatty for gas and a little Ingress, again at Jack in the Box on Losee for dinner, and finally checked into the Cannery around 2000. Bashed out Rule 5 Sunday and went to bed. 

Despite waking up at 0830, I barely made it to my 1000 lymphedema appointment on time, because the parking lot was full to bursting. The appointment went well; I left with a new pair of wraps for my legs. Went to the lab and got blood drawn along with a urine sample, then decided against pushing my luck (I woke up with a BG of 86) and ate lunch at the canteen before heading down the 15 to the Stratosphere. Dropped the car at the valet, dragged my bags in, and didn't have to wait long before I got checked in. I wasted the afternoon on X and rereading Ralts' new novel 4th & 10 Line, before eventually going out and getting dinner at CFA, after which I went to the Walmart for a new blender bottle, since the one I'd stuffed into the pack had disappeared somewhere between Tonopah and the Cannery. Came back to the Stratosphere, parked in the ramp on the 7th floor and made sure to talk to Security and the front desk to ensure it would still be there when I got back. After that, I was too tired to blog, so I went to bed. 

Monday I got up at 0830 again. My hopes of getting caught up on blogging were dashed by discovering that SWA had changed my flights: I now would be leaving McCarran at 1200 instead of 1400, and arriving at Dulles after midnight. Scrambled to pack my shit, shower, and take drugs before ordering a Dunkin' breakfast from the drive-through on Paradise and summoning an Uber. Got to the terminal in plenty of time, checked the suitcase, ate breakfast, and got through security without any issues. On landing in Denver, I tried in vain to get an earlier flight into Dulles, but no such luck. The departing flight, of course, was at the other end of Denver's Terminal C, so I stopped halfway and knocked out a catchup blog along with this post. On to McDonald's and Gate 24, and thence to Dulles. 
wombat_socho: (Tonopah)
I did get caught up on blogging, did retrieve a bunch of stuff from the post office (including the replacement $100 gift card) and did pick up a few things at Raley's with it. That was Thursday.

Friday I stayed in, played some FNV and got my head handed to me by the Royals. I had the misfortune of facing Roger Nelson and Bert Blyleven, and while the hitters made it happen against Bert, Reggie and the bullpen just couldn't get it done against Dom's hitters, who have entirely too much power. We'll see how I do against Atlanta Monday or Wednesday. 

I went out to do laundry today and had breakfast for dinner at the Stage Stop, which means I have about $30 left on the gift card. Did the FMJRA, ordered Volume 14 of Ralts' Behold! Humanity! series, and ripped the latest Klaus Schulze La Vie Electronique volume (also #14). Unfortunately the first disc of the latter is mostly annoying pseudo-operatic stuff, which I'm not really in the mood for. Speaking of books, I also got the Makarov guide in the mail, and while I think it goes into excessive detail about things that have nothing to do with the care and feeding of Masha, it will do as a cleaning guide, if nothing else. 

Think I'll leave the packing of the suitcase, pill pack (plus a couple of snack baggies' worth of pills) and backpack for tomorrow and go to bed relatively early. Not sure if I should pack the electric razor or not, though if I do I will probably be able to find some LectricShave in a Walmart or CVS out there. 

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