Microsoft trying to optimize my life... Ok, my sort of sabbatical has lasted over a year, me and God have mildly argued about whether to get back out here (I dream of deleting everything, He says I need to own it and apologize more), and lately I'm cranky with Noom while I'm doing baclofen for a rather disturbing frozen neck crisis that wouldn't be such a big deal if I'd just shut up and take my pills like a good pharmabot. Kinda missed squashing all my thoughts into one sentence. 😁 I dreamed I was talking to Josie last night and then found her sorta new twitter first thing this morning. She was shadowbanned for so long it was impossible to find her for a couple years. Anyway, my gaming life is Elvenar, AdoptMe, and still doing singleplayer 1.12.2 moc minecraft. The rest seems to be gone. And we know how used to that being left in the dust feeling I am. Moving on. I'm optimizing my life without all that, thanks anyway, MS. MS is not the Jesus of the digital world...
What are the odds that I'd get a random call from a number that, in part (not area code), leads to Hawaiian Telcom memorandum that includes redirects for Maui govt offices. I don't always have open time on my hands like this any more, but like they say, everything is connected. In case I come to this way later and wonder what the heck, the Maui fires are in the news lately, complete with accusations of DEW surgically incising native properties while multimillionaire properties of the rich and famous remain untouched. WHAT ARE THE ODDS that would happen just 3 hours after I posted this on a tiny new twitter. US govt as a foreign national type occupation in Hawaii, perhaps- link (find HAWAII / HAWAII~23~MAR~09 / HAWAII~27~FEB~2009 / HAWAII-Sovereignty / HAWAI'I-Na-Kupuna-Constitution in title list). Freemason disputes between Hawaii and the US And then I looked up the Universal Postal Union. Source . Note that telecommunications shows up here. Intere...
This might seem like an odd post. I agree. Nancys seem to be my personal Karens. I've only very recently realized this is a pattern over many years. My first Nancy living here is my mail carrier, so we go back 30 years. She has so regularly 'lost' or misplaced mail that I finally got a post office box for my own personal mail so the neighbors wouldn't know my daughter's life from her prolific snail mails holding long handwritten letters. Getting anything returned to us out of kindness is hit or miss, especially as some of our neighbors are antiquating alcoholics and 'hippies' so far gone on meds or drugs that the rest of their lives have been a litany of people dying off over the years all around us through cancers and whatnot. One story that still lives in quiet infamy in all our back closets is a neighbor shooting at her husband or something. She was a real mess. What makes it more fun is looking around the nice neighborhood sliding into grandchildren on m...
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