Category: The DayBook

The orchids make me happy. Especially when they are all watered and blooming madly. But, the morning news was too depressing. I was so depressed that I cleaned out under my bathroom sink. I don’t believe that I have ever cleaned it out. So, that’s good. I channeled my disgust in a positive manner. Score one point for me.

Went to in person yoga today. That’s good. Getting out of The Asylum is good. Walked a little over a mile to catch the bus home and went past a Little Library. Little Libraries are good. They make as positive statement about the people who live in the neighborhood.

Drank wine this afternoon. We were told that if the tariffs go on European wines, the prices will go up immediately and no more European wines will come into the country. The wines, from Spain, were good. The info about tariffs not good. Not that I’ll will miss European wines. But what about Guinness? 

More than a few interesting people live in The Asylum. One stood up to DOGE.
They Came for George: Who and What Will Be Next?

56. That’s how many days it’s been since January 20, 2025. How long would it take to restore sanity if the madness stopped at this instant?

Looking ahead. Wreckage of the future.  Invade Greenland and go to war with NATO, US troops firing on US citizens, Martial Law, Civil War? Or maybe we the people keep on doom-scrolling. 

I’ll keep on folding paper. 

 

Well, a successful day. I didn’t kill anyone.

Messed around with some origami. All I succeeded in doing was messing up the Origami Dojo.

I wonder what horrors tomorrow will bring. I will focus on St. Paddy’s Day. Guiness anyone?

March 2020 I watched the world as I knew it was shutdown by Covid. We all could had died—especially us old farts.

March 2025 I am watching the world as I know it being destroyed by the world’s richest man and a complete idiot. We all might become collateral damage.

Kyrie eleison

On the bright side, it’s free wine night.

My orchid, the botanical equivalent of a rescue puppy on life support, is growing new roots. I’m taking this as a sign that I, too, can overcome any obstacle (like, say, getting out of bed).

Highlight of the day? A nap. A solid, one-hour nap. Happy hour is on the horizon.

I’m actively practicing gratitude, which mostly involves reminding myself that I have a roof, food, and people who tolerate me.

Let’s not talk about the dumpster fire happening just down the road. Focus on the orchid, people. Focus on the orchid.

I was spoiled by the sunny days. Not happy with gray.
So, I did my aerobic exercise, made some stars, and read a trashy book.
On the plus side, the entire Asylum family is gathering for dinner this evening.

 

Nice warm sunny springy day. Windows open in the Old Bat’s Cave. A couple of fine outdoor walks. One for exercise. The other just because I could.

Gratitude

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Grateful that I can still make it around my 1-mile course in less than 20 minutes. I am trying for under 19. 

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I considered going to a class here at The Asylum called Functional Fitness. But, I decided that for me, functional fitness is the ability to walk outdoors. So, I did my own functional fitness. I walked.

I also figured out a new origami model. My hands helped my brain—or maybe my brain helped my hands.

A completely fine warm and sunny day. I took myself to yoga in person today. And for the first time in 5 years everyone was “in person”. It was wonderful. I love the Zoom option. But being there is better. Also enjoyed a nice walk after class.

Before yoga we decided that today was the 5th anniversary of Covid for us – because we had our last in person yoga class on March 10, 2020. Then we missed a few weeks but soon figured out Zoom yoga.

There is a lot of bad shit happening in America. But, there is some good news as well.

Doesn’t that cheer you up? Now, giving up Tesla. That’s easy. BUT, if we really want to kick the bastards in the balls – we could make real sacrifices. Give up Amazon, StarLink, Meta. This might be our only hope.

Spent some time outdoors today. Opened the windows. Read a book. I’m reading it on a Kindle. Sigh. However, I believe my current Kindle library will last me for the rest of my life. Alexa does turn my lights on and off. However, Amazon loses money on Alexa. So, maybe I can rationalize keeping Alexa. I sure can’t turn the lights on myself.

We, the people, possess the economic power to dismantle the current regime. It’s time to question whether we have the will to stop consuming their products. 

 

The light was really funky. Sort of a nice navy blue sky. I loved having an entire hour to enjoy downtown Denver.

Not a very busy day today. Trimmed my hair. Changed the clocks. Watered and fertilized my orchids. Napped. Folded paper. Wondered what outrages are on tap for next week.

Some days are just dull. This has been one. And that is OK.

Messed around with origami fish today. After consigning many slices of paper to recycling, I decided simple is best. The purple-patterned angel fish that I  always make is the best. Because it looks like a fish. 

Still lots of issues with Norovirus at The Asylum. I am pretty sure that I got my case here and took it with me on the train. Apparently, I have about 6 weeks of immunity to the Norovirus that attacked me. After that, I can get it again. I hope that management figures out how to kill it off soon.

As Carlton would have said: I am now well into my 82nd year. So, what’s next?

I made some purchases this year that made it brutally clear that I am old. I bought a shoehorn and one of those pill-sorter boxes. What’s next? Velcro shoes? Depends? The horror.

On a happy note. Birthday Party tonight. Friends. Cake. Ice Cream. Funny Cards. Booze.