
I’m not going to waste a lot of time on yesterday because it wasn’t special enough to warrant the effort. Every day at my age is a gift, so I’m not complaining. Let’s get this post done with so I can get back to the present.
Grocery shopping went without a hitch. I even remembered to unlock my credit card, Woohoo! Stopped by Dr. Jo’s for my weekly Ozempic injection. Everything seems to be going according to plan so far. At the appointed hour, we headed into town and kicked things off at Mango’s for dinner.



Dinner was fine, but a fly drowned in Swan’s half-finished wine, so we didn’t stay as long as normal. I needed to replenish my wallet, but it took three tries to find an ATM that would dispense the desired cash. So, that foiled my plans to stay on the less-visited side of town, and we wound up at Sloppy Joe’s instead. And that’s where we stayed until it was time to head home. Yep, a nothin’ kind of day, but it will serve to make the rest of them better by comparison.
I was reminded today of that time in my life when I was bearded.

Back to the October 2019 LTG archives. My purpose in going through my old posts, besides reminding me of things I’d otherwise have forgotten, is to tag those I deem appropriate for use in the story of my life. Yes, one of my bucket list items is to put together an autobiographical book so when I die, I won’t be totally forgotten. Maybe some close friends and family members will want to know about that crazy guy who disappeared in Asia all those years ago. Maybe not, but I won’t care. When I die, the blog dies, and with it, twenty-plus years of writing about my life. Hmm, I guess this is a classic vanity project. Anyway, most of the crap I post isn’t worthy of being salvaged. But some of them have meaning for me, even in a small way. Today’s entry is just the typical post about another hiking day, but it mentions a gal named Ilene, whom I was longing for. We eventually did get together briefly, but, of course, I managed to fuck it up. Or maybe it was destiny intervening, so I’d still be around when Swan became available. That’s life.
For today’s YouTube video, I came across yet another vlogger who does AI time travel. That makes three (so far). This one, Daina, is pretty good and also very easy on the eyes. I like the concept of going back in time and hope someday to be granted a do-over myself. Anyway, enjoy Daina as she finds herself aboard the ill-fated Titanic.
(just now looking in the comments left on the above video, pointing out various inaccuracies in her depictions. I noticed a couple, but I still think it was worth the watch.)
On to the humor we must go:



See, we got through today’s daily dose almost pain-free, didn’t we? More to come tomorrow.
You don’t have to say “an autobiographical book;” you can say “autobiography” you dodo. Besides, who wants to read about a racist homophobic’s life when we already know so much about Hitler?
Then why are you here, Todd? Fuck off, you cunt. Pussies like you are worthless pieces of shit.