Sheltering in Place

[Drunk Monk]

1041:358 just gonna try and clean up and make it thru…

[Dr. Ivor Yeti]

Sleep late, go to work early (pre-Nationals coaches meeting, followed by stabbing).

Sunday was a good lazy day. Dinner was at a Palestinian restaurant that is transitioning to a Mexican place, and will likely end up as "fusion" place. The food is good. It was a welcome slow day.

[Drunk Monk]

1042:359 - work then svale 

[King Bob]

Back to work after a few days off. I always take off during graduation. Hitting the post office to mail some cds, and doing some laser cutting at lunch. Have to scan a bunch of things for a summer class, but at least I can read while I run the scanner.

[Drunk Monk]

1043:360: Go home and work. 

[Dr. Ivor Yeti]

No day job tomorrow, so naturally, I’ll go in anyway to see which prophecy told by Quickbooks is true: QB version 2020 dies on June 1, sayonara to all credit card processes, or QB version 2019 is still cookin’ until October. My defunct accounting program was version 2020, but that has been dead for a while and our trusty POS is version 2019, so I am optimistic.

Square has me covered either way, but I had hoped to limp through end of the business year (July 31st for us) before switching totally to Square.

I’m still sleeping in, though

[King Bob]

Good luck!

My remote day, the first of Summer so not much to do. Check my email, put some things into the sketchbook, paste some paper, and maybe paint a little. When Christina gets home, we'll go to Costco, and then I'm going to the chiropractor for a little ART on my shoulder.

[Drunk Monk]

1044:361: 2 YMAA telemeets, work, dog parkn, iaido

[Drunk Monk]

1045:362: work, 1 telemeet, dog parkn, more continental screener watching

[Drunk Monk]

So I’m watching the screener of The Continental like you do when you’re a professional media critic, and I’m ruminating over some of the soundtrack choices and an odd beeping. The episode ends but the beeping goes on. I peep out the back door at the two granny units in our lot and the beeping seems to be coming from back there. I wonder if it’s a CO2 alarm and one of my neighbors gassed himself to death. Then Stacy calls for me to grab Yuki. I go to the front of thr bungalow and it’s awash with red flashing lights. The fire department is here. They ask about the alarm. I direct them to the back yard and they determine that it’s Matt & Miles place (which is empty, as is Luigi’s place). I try to call Matt or Miles but only leave a message. They leave a window open for their cat and fire enters that way. They discover the fire alarm which has a dead battery (it’s one of those stupid 10 year alarms that go off at random that our landlord put in a few years ago). They can’t turn it off so they smash it. Then they leave a new fire alarm.

Yuki checks out the yard after they leave to make sure all is well. ‘I iz a gud dog!’ says Yuki afterwards.

[Drunk Monk]

1046:363: Kung Fu Day in SF Chinatown. I’m very much looking forward to seeing old wulin friends and walking around Chinatown dressed like a tong snakehead. There may be a banquet afterwards that I’ll have to attend to ‘show face’ but I’m hoping to visit a dying friend in the Haight (prostate cancer) if he’s up for it, and maybe have dinner with Tara. We’ll see how the evening goes…

[thatguy]

My solution is to put the offending fire alarm in the freezer. Once, when walking around the neighborhood, I heard one locked inside someone's car in front of their house. 

--tg

[Drunk Monk]

Does the freezer stop the alarm or just muffle it? Our solution has been to take them down. Sure, that defeats the purpose but when they go off at 2am, it seems worth it.

1047:364: Wow, the anniversary of my shoulder injury. It’s improving ever so slowly but there’s still a lot of motions I cannot do. I’m still on that neural Med which gives me wicked cottonmouth and occasional coughing fits. I’ve tried to get off it but the deep intolerable pain returns. Sometimes I wonder if it’s improvement or I’m just getting used to it. Yoga, qigong and iaido have helped me grapple with it. It’s far from needing spinal surgery - just another of life’s aches & pains…

Today is Yoga, work, laundry, finish Continental 

[Greg]

Surgery?

[Drunk Monk]

That's the only path that western medicine has to offer. My pinched nerve diagnosed is an arthritic condition, neural foramenal narrowing specifically, which means that the holes in my spine (specifically cervical) are closing in. It could be the result of some past injury and it's actually worse on my right side, but I only feel it on my left. There's a surgical procedure where they open up those holes, but that is only to be deployed in extreme cases, unlike mine, because there's a chance that it could fail and I'd wind up quadriplegic. Not worth that risk. I'll just suffer here...in the cold and dark.

On a brighter note, yesterday was glorious. Kung Fu Day was a lot of fun and I got to spend time with many old friends. I also had a constant stream of strangers recognize me and come up to thank me for my work and writing, which was extremely gratifying. I stopped to visit my friend in the Haight. He's not quite at death's door but he just started radiation for his prostate (he's also suffering from diabetes and Parkinson's). He's got some loyal friends around him, helping him get through. I was glad to see him and we had a good talk about...well, everything. I took Tara to dinner at The Laundromat, which was this new hip SF pizza place on Balboa. We got the broccoli pizza, which was super tasty, with a side of homemade ranch dressing, which was tiny but also super tasty. Not to expensive - D00M recommended unless you have gluten issues. 

Alright, back to work & chores...