sad news

Sep. 13th, 2025 09:55 am
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On Facebook this morning, Obi-Ki's son Alan posted that his cancer has become aggressive and he has days or weeks at the most.

I'm just devastated, I had really thought he was getting better and was expecting to see him at Con*Strict at the end of the month. Cancer sucks so much.

Tiny bit of good news

Sep. 12th, 2025 05:23 pm
drglam: Cloned kitten, in a beaker (Default)
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 My being laid off from Harvard does not invalidate my retirement benefits.

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Sep. 8th, 2025 08:18 am
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I went to a Fox News Take Down on Saturday. It was only about 20 of us lined up outside the Fox station in town, on a wide, busy street, waving our signs about Fox’s lies, receiving regular honks of encouragement from the cars going past. It was much smaller than the protests at the Capitol but I’m glad I went. Had some good conversations with people equally concerned about what’s happening in this country and listened to a kickass playlist of protest songs.

I’ve been frustrated, talking with people about going to protests, and some of them saying, “oh, but they’re not doing anything, are they?” And JFC. No, the protests have not instantly converted the fascist orange grifter and his Republican lackeys into decent people who understand and respect what a democracy is. But they have consistently made the point that a whole bunch of people in this country are not happy with the stark rush to fascism and we will make a noise about saving our democracy.

I feel it must encourage and strengthen the judges who are making some important decisions to protect our laws and the politicians who are standing up and demanding oversight and accountability. And shows the world that many Americans disapprove of the felon’s destruction and chaos.

I’m still writing postcards too, which seems like time to do some more.

Byron, sad news

Sep. 3rd, 2025 04:47 pm
drglam: Me, in the mirror (mirror)
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 It looks like a couple of good days are all we're getting. I'm saying goodbye to Byron tonight.

His passing was peaceful.

out of joint(s)

Sep. 2nd, 2025 09:45 am
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Almost every joint in my body cracks. I don't normally feel aches or tension in my hips or elbows (or lower back, thank god) before they make The Noise, but I do everywhere else - ankles, especially the right; knees, especially the right; shoulders, usually the right (but lately the left is bothering me more); spine, which I know is not a joint; neck; both wrists; all fingers.

Each finger (but not the thumbs) cracks at two knuckles, and there's something so very strangely satisfying about getting all eight in a row without having to Do Anything Special to my left little finger (first knuckle) or either index finger (second knuckle).

Last spring I'm pretty sure I strained or even sprained my jaw singing Mozart. That was a bummer. It did an unexpected pop two or three days in a row and then it hurt for weeks - I had to be careful how I opened my mouth when I yawned, which is surprisingly difficult. And just for the past couple of days my left shoulder, as I said, has been bothering me. I thought it might be referred pain from switching to a new bite guard on my bottom teeth, one that I haven't worn a hole in, but it doesn't seem to be that; my next theory is Hormones. (Perimenopause can suck a flagpole.)

Byron!

Sep. 1st, 2025 04:59 pm
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We've been spending the day on the third floor deck. He purrs when I pet him,

He suddenly groomed a paw and scratched his ear. I offered him some Forbidden Kibble (he's been on the C/D diet for years, and perpetually wants 'Thippe's kibble, which is kept out of his reach), and he ate some! And a little wet food too.

I brought him back in to the spot he's been preferring, and after about ten minutes, he got up, walked across the apartment, and plopped down on the deck. I brought him one of the boxes he likes, and he climbed in. 
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