Early this month $HOUSEMATE was at Mayo to have some near-eye surgery done. Not LASIK or such, but his eyes are re-aimed so his lenses are not prisms. Since it was on or near his eyes, I had to be there in order to drive back home. The surgery itself seemed to go better than textbook. When the doc talked to me about it, I really expected $HOUSEMATE to look a lot worse than he did.
$HOUSEMATE also had filed to run for a city council seat, to try to replace someone who has offgeticked damn near everyone in town. Had. Someone else filed, and since she seemed to be a stronger candidate (more known, been in town all her life, etc.) he withdrew. He might run for something again someday. If he does, that he withdrew this time to avoid splitting the vote and potentially handing the election $DINGELFRITZ will likely be in his favor. Me? I ain’t placing any bets on anything. Is 2020, yes?
I’ve taken up Intermittent Fasting as low-carb by itself wasn’t working for me that much any more. Fasting works, but I’m not that good at it I must admit. Then, I’ve really only just started. That said, I can now fit into shirts and trousers at least one size down from what I had been. I tried trousers two sizes down and while I can fit into them, they are still just bit more snug than is comfortable. I have some ways to go before “normal” weight (yes, I know BMI is crude, but it works out fairly well for me) but I have at least dropped from “obese” to merely “overweight” which is certainly progress. While I am decidedly not diabetic, I did pick up a glucometer and test strips so I can be more sure of things. While 70 mg/dL is considered the lower safe limit for everyone, that doesn’t account for everyone not being the same and it likely is tru for those mainly burning sugars. Fat-adapted can be different. I’ve seen some literature suggesting even 50 mg/dL isn’t really bad. I’ve found that anything above 65 mg/dL doesn’t bother me any. Below that, I might feel a bit ‘off’ but even into the mid 50’s it’s not bad. However, below 50 bad things can happen VERY QUICKLY. I ended an 8+ day fast the instant I saw 49 mg/dL on the meter.
$WORKPLACE has (finally!) started to crack down on those pulling multiple no-call no-shows. I worked two partial shifts this past week since two people got a “thumbing and yanking” about that. And while neither are the schedule this (coming) week, I’ve already been asked to work another shift (dunno if I need to be there the full time). As for not being there a full shift? Ancient creature, despite being overweight, having cardiac and kidney (stone) history still manages to at twice the speed of some half his age (NOTE: This is simple truth, not bragging. Bragging would be to agree with the kid who said it was really TEN times. No. Even I am not THAT Mythical). Another fellow is leaving of his own accord, in a week or three, so things might get Interesting for a while. The bad part is new hires seem to come in threes and if we’re really lucky, ONE of the bunch isn’t a complete loser.
Picked up some blackberry flavored Bird Dog whiskey mainly for the gimmick shotgun shell shot glasses (two) with the bottle. While the molding says ’12 Ga’ they hold about 1.5 oz and would be more around 2.5 Ga. Also, they are 3 & 5/8 inch tall/long. If they were actual shells, I would be Very Cautious Indeed about firing the gun that would take them. I suspect the correct way to think of such a thing is NOT ‘big shotgun’ but ‘small cannon’. As for the whiskey, I suspect it’s best at least chilled if not ice. And if you take both barrels, you’ll be shot… or at least half-shot.
I have never read nor watched Game of Thrones and it utterly fails to interest me. However, if you like peated (mmm. smoky!) Scotch are not put off by blends, Johnny Walker’s ‘A Song of Fire’ isn’t bad and, being “limited edition,” might be on closeout if any bottles are left. Worth considering given the price. Don’t know about the other Game of Thrones versions. There a few bottles of something White/Winter at the local store, but I didn’t buy any nor look at such closely.
In a normal year (NOT this one!) we go to at least three Renaissance Faires. One we consider our “home fair” despite it being a state over. I was involved, if indirectly, even before it really began. Another is sort of the fallout of an earlier event that looked good – to outsiders, but had some rot within. (“Now we know who NOT to deal with!”). Both of those were cancelled this year to the COVID-mania. There was hope an event in the Fall. Alas, that has also now been cancelled. I suspect there is no real HEALTH reason for cancellation, but given COVID politics they have to cover their rumps. I comprehend. I do NOT like. It’s sort of the LAST pressure relief valve of the year has been welded shut. Not good for my weight, I know, but good thing I have that whiskey!
A week or two ago I bought some white pizza sauce when there was a good deal, so I thought I’d try it. Kid checking double scanned it. It was easier to just grab a second bottle than go through the refund hassle (didn’t notice til post-transaction…). Made a “white” pizza overnight. $HOUSEMATE woke up feeling hypoglycemic and tried a bit. “If you want to do this again…” well, it looks like those bottles won’t go to waste. And since I use a “Fathead Pizza Crust” it won’t too much to waist, either. That stuff is FILLING!