On Monday, Mother gave me more instructions than before about the house.  There's supposed to be a call, but I have yet to receive one.  I'm still actually freaked out by all this.  On the one hand, I want to live in this house, and these instructions are a step in that direction.  On the other, I am scared as to the responsibilities that entails.  Above all, I am paranoid about stability.  A house changing hands always invites problems.  I don't know what they are, but I know that there wouldn't be any issues at all if it wasn't being passed along.

But it's happening.  It's inevitable.  And I'm scared that somehow it'll get screwed up, and it'll be my fault.

Two Moths

Over the past week or so, I think I saw not one but two moths in my car.  Don't know how they got there, but they were resting at the top of a side window.  One of them I touched to make sure it was dead, but it was very much alive.  Alas, I don't know where either moth is now.  Maybe they're dead in the car.  Maybe they somehow flew out of it.

Just want to note that here.  Have never seen that before.  Not even one moth, not just two.

Hottest Babe In The Hooters Calendar: October 2024

Gosh ... kind of underwhelming.  I know that if I had this calendar hung up on my bedroom wall all month, I would get more positive vibes from it.  But I've just looked at this month for only the second time, so my opinion might be dampened from that, but ... I can single out half of the baker's dozen waitresses featured here, but I can't say that the six blow me away.

In sixth place is Emily, from Kirby, Tex.  Long and straight black hair that would cover her breasts, pure black two-piece bikini.  I like that she's posing straight at the camera.  I also like her grin.  Finally, she has a thin and reedy body, so she's got an easygoing, maybe even hippie-ish vibe to her, which I find approachable.

In fifth place is Winnipeg's Korlysse.  Long, cascading dark blonde hair that ends under her breasts, light blue two-piece.  She's posed to the side a bit and her mouth is a bit big for my taste.  But I cannot quit her huge bazoombas.

In fourth place is Phoenix's Jess.  Straight black hair that's long enough to reach the bottom of her breasts, and she's wearing an orange two-piece bikini bordered in periwinkle.  Her tits are nice, too, and I see that in the shadows of her pose, she's got a tattoo underneath her left breast.  I have to admit that my attention is drawn to her background; I can believe it to be an arid Arizona desert.  Cool.

In third place are twins, Holly and Amber, hailing from Kissimmee, Fla.  Both have long reddish-brown hair that hang below their breasts, and they are wearing red-zebra-striped two-pieces.  They look great.  I just like the fact that they're, you know, identical twins that work at a Hooters.

In second place is Aria, out of Sarasota, Fla.  Long, blonde hair down below the bottom of her boobs, sporting a black two-piece bikini with white dots.  I don't like her pose, to be honest -- she's cheating mostly to her side, plus she's resting her right elbow and left hand against a wall, and that obscures her stomach even more.  But I gotta tell you, she has a heavenly, beautiful face.

Finally, in first place is Kimi, of Costa Mesa, Calif.  Cascading, sandy brown hair (reaches three-quarters down her titties), wearing a sky blue two-piece.  She is basically posing straight ahead, and those titties are pretty big.  OK, that's a description I can make for many other babes I've analyzed here.  But, well, she's the best of a pedestrian lot.

Nevertheless, a hearty congratulations to Kimi and the rest.  I'll find time to jerk off to you all soon.

The Weekly Minnesota Sports Survey

Positive Numbers: Gopher soccer (Re-Entry!).  I was at the Golden Gophers' First Round NCAA Tournament Game Friday at Robbie Stadium, and while I was somewhat unnerved that the First Half finished 0-0, Minnesota looked firmly in control.  And then Sophia Boman broke through, scoring off a scramble in front of goal off a Corner Kick in the 48th Minute, then slotting home a Penalty Kick in the 55th, to help the XI advance to the Second Round with a 2-0 Win.  They advance to play one and possibly two Rounds in Chapel Hill, N. C., some time over the weekend.  They face South Carolina; win that and they would then face either host North Carolina or Santa Clara.

#0: Gopher women's basketball (Last Week: -4).  Good teams dominate, and in at least two of the three Games the U. won in its perfect Week, they were, blitzing Massachusetts-Lowell, 82-37, Tuesday and then, in the first Game of the Briann January Classic in Tempe, Ariz., routing Oregon St. Saturday, 73-38.  But they had a much tougher go of it yesterday/Sunday afternoon, outlasting SMU, 65-56.

But hey, 3-0 is always great, and they remain perfect on the season.  That perfection should continue as these Gophers go back for some home cookin' this Week as Eastern Illinois (Wednesday) and Montana (Sunday) come to town.

#-1: Vikings (Last Week: -3).  Beat The Bastard Houston Oilers yesterday/Sunday afternoon in Nashville, 23-13.  Not much to say about it.  On the one hand, seeing how Tennessee was (or was not) moving the ball (that 98-yard bomb that Josh Metellus misplayed) aside, the Vikes were not in real trouble of losing the tilt.  On the other hand, there was that Metellus meltdown, and too often the Offense got stuck and had no imagination.  That 8-2 record covers up a lot of warts, and the team could get exposed Sunday afternoon at a deflated Chicago Bears squad that saw its upset over Green Bay literally get batted away with a failed Field Goal attempt at the gun.

#-2: Gopher women's hockey (Re-Entry!).  First of all, I apologize for getting the dates wrong for the University of Minnesota women's hockey team's next Games.  I said two Weeks (and surveys) ago that they would play a pair at Minnesota-Duluth last Weekend.  The squad, in fact, had that weekend off and played the Bulldogs this past weekend, and won both Games by scores of 4-1 and 3-2.  The Bulldogs are ranked fourth and the Gophers third.  So, if you're following at home, the Gophers are perfectly ranked in third; they can beat a team ranked below them, but they have no chance of beating the two teams ranked above them, Wisconsin and Ohio St.  And they have a home-and-home this weekend with St. Cloud St., so they should beat the shit out of the Huskies as well.

#-3: Gopher wrestling (NEW SEASON!).  So they finally begin the Dual portion of their schedule by destroying Bucknell at Maturi Friday by a 35-3 score.  But the really interesting news is that Heavyweight legend Gable Steveson is returning to the U. for another Year.  I thought he wasn't going back.  I also think he's 40.  Whatever; Steveson potentially remaining undefeated and winning yet another NCAA title is the only intriguing thing with this club this Year.

Their next Dual is November 22 in Fargo versus North Dakota St.

#-4: Gopher men's hockey (Last Week: -1).  All good things come to an end.  Saturday's 3-1 Loss at Bemidji against Bemidji St. meant a split of the home-and-home series, coming one Day after the U. beat the Beavers at Mariucci, 5-3.  But their winning streak ended at a robust nine Games.  And then can start a new streak with a two-Game set at Notre Dame over the weekend.

#-5: Wild (Last Week: -2).  Blanked lowly Montreal Thursday, but goddamn lost to The Bastard North Stars Saturday, 2-1, and that weighs heavily as to why I put the Mild here.

Say, I caught the first snippet of that North Stars documentary Channel 9 put together on Friday.  First of all, I appreciate local news doing stuff like this; journalism isn't dead, after all.  But then I saw Norm Green's ass face and my blood pressure went up so high that I had to turn it off three minutes after I turned it on.  What I saw was the beginning of the bloody, bureaucratic process of getting the North Stars a new arena.  From comments on a North Stars group I'm a part of on Facebook, it's the usual "everybody is to blame" take, most notably with local government officials and the Metropolitan Sports Facility balking at negotiations.  I will say this: The threat of moving teams was still not a concrete threat back in 1993.  There were The Baltimore Colts and The St. Louis Cardinals, sure, but do not tell me the concept of franchise relocation was something top of mind with governments and local fanbases back then.  Officials were balking at Norm Green's demands because of something that is now passe but really shouldn't be: The idea of giving taxpayer money to rich people in the form of sweetheart arena deals for their sports teams is a complete ripoff.  Every economist knows that new stadia and arenas are money pits for local governments.  But it took the North Stars being taken from us to be cowed into submission and to open up our wallets to the Wild so that never happens again.  Frankly, the Twin Cities was traumatized by this move, and since Norm Green was the owner, he has final, and full, responsibility.  He had the option of cashing out and finding someone else to own the team, but he stole it away to Dallas (escaping a sexual harassment lawsuit here, by the way) and pocketed the money.  So yes, Norm Green Sucks, and I hope he dies an agonizing, humiliating death like, right fucking now.

On the road entirely this Week: St. Louis tomorrow/Tuesday, Edmonton Thursday, Calgary Saturday.

#-6: Gopher men's basketball (Last Week: -5).  BcS teams aren't supposed to lose early-season non-conference contests, especially at home.  But Jesus fucking Christ, I saw on B1G+ these Goofers lose at The Barn Wednesday to North Texas, 54-51.  And they had to overcome a 29-19 Halftime deficit to defeat Yale at home Saturday, 59-56.  Ben Johnson made improvements, small though they may be, last season, but this is a sign that he's back to square one.  At least these guys have only one Game this screening Week, vs. Cleveland St. Tuesday.

#-7: Timberwolves (Last Week: -6).  Sure, they would up the Week on a high note, winning twice and breaking a three-Game losing streak in the process.  But take a closer look at the screening Week and you'll see some disturbing patterns that shouldn't be happening to a supposed championship contender.  They started off the Week losing not once but twice to a still-rebuilding Trail Blazers squad on the road Tuesday and Wednesday.  They beat Sacramento on the road Friday, but only by four, and even though they're a good club, the Timberwolves of last season would've run right through them and locked them down.  And then, in Target Center yesterday/Sunday afternoon, they were trailing massively to Phoenix, and they needed to be bailed out by new acquisition Julius Randle's Three with no time left.  Great buzzer-beater, no doubt.  But I didn't think it had to get to that point in the first damn place.

Moreover, right now The Western Conference is in a huge jam-up because it is so fucking competitive.  The Wolves are in a three-way tie with Sacramento and Memphis for seventh.  Meanwhile they're still working out the chemistry kinks, Naz Reid is still trying to adjust to not being able to take advantage of being the first guy off the bench, and Mike Conley's precipitous drop in play means Head Coach Chris Finch has to plaster over weaknesses on the team that he doesn't necessarily have.

At least this Week lets them breathe.  Just two Games, but both unfortunately on the road -- Toronto Thursday and, ugh, defending NBA Champions Boston Sunday.

#-8: Gopher volleyball (Last Week: -7).  Sweeping Michigan yesterday/Sunday afternoon doesn't erase the fact that they lost in four Sets at Nebraska Thursday.  Now, the Cornhuskers are ranked second in the nation, but that gave the team a three-Game losing streak, and that's just more evidence this program isn't where it once was.

At seventh-ranked Wisconsin Wednesday, then hosting Iowa Saturday.

No Cutting

Need to look on the bright side these days, and something good did happen last week.  Every week I have to go into the lab once to cut open packages and reach into piss.  Didn't have to do that last week, however.  No, the workload was so slight that people who work in the lab needed something to do, so they did it all, which meant that we out in data entry weren't needed.

That of course might not be the case this week.  Also, not having work is a possible, if not probable, indication that there is little work at the company, which is its own problem.  But, in the very, very short term, I got a break, just a little.

Two Nightmares

Before I completely forget, I had two pretty vivid nightmares over the past week.

In one, I was in a huge, multi-story shopping mall complex, and I saw that a very, very slow-moving avalanche was on its way to bury us.  I was trying to get out of the shopping mall and warn others of it on my way out.  I don't know if I made it because the nightmare ended.

In the other, I noticed a really, really nice hunk of barbecued ... I guess it would be pork shoulder because I could cut it into thin strips.  (One of my stripper girlfriends, ***e***, showed me a picture of one recently as an enticement to come to her stripper party which was, I think, last Saturday.  It looked great, but alas, I couldn't go because I had dinner with family in town.  Anyway, I think that's how that pork shoulder got into the nightmare.)  However, it was in a cardboard box filled with other things which I don't remember, and the whole box had water, maybe, in it.  Furthermore, I think I was in a bathroom, and I may have been using the toilet.  And that may be the reason for the crux of the problem I was facing while in this nightmare: Can I eat this pork shoulder in the bathroom, from a box, with other stuff and what I guess is water in it?  It looked really good, and yet the whole situation was gross.  And I remember that was my dilemma before I woke up.

Fuckin' Did It Again

I overate again.  I went to Taco Bell again, last night, after seeing the University of Minnesota beat South Dakota St. in the First Round of the NCAA women's soccer tournament, 2-0, and to celebrate, I went to Taco Bell.  This time, unlike Thursday night, I was able to eat what I ordered without trouble, namely a tostada (an item from the '60s TB brought back) and a green sauce burrito (from the '70s).

But then, I got hungry again.  Or, I thought I was hungry.  Or, I just wanted to celebrate the Gophers' Win.  Or, I just didn't want to leave Taco Bell.  There is a deal on the TB application that I can buy, like, an empanada for a buck if I eat the four discontinued items on their "Decades" menu.  I already at the two others, the meximelt from the '80s and the gordita supreme from the '90s.  But dammit, I wanted to eat more!  And so I ordered the meximelt and the gordita supreme, just to make absolutely sure I qualify for that empanada, even though I don't like their empanadas and probably won't take them up on their offer to buy one for a buck.  And I ate both, even though my stomach signaled I was full by the time I got to the gordita supreme.  I will say this, though; I miss the meximelt so, so much.  I really enjoy that item from Taco Bell, I really do.

Anyway, I ate too much, again.

All Over A Plate Of Fries

I overindulged with food again last night.  Once again, my long-held belief that I'm getting fat because my parents make me eat too much food at home is upended when I eat too much on my own.

After work last night I had this screening for a research study at the University of Minnesota.  But this wasn't on campus.  Instead, it was in north Minneapolis.  And I heard of a new restaurant just north of there that is kind of recommended.  I say kind of because I checked on Yelp and the reviews, especially when it comes to the food, haven't been universally kind, shall we say.  I thought about not going.  But ... well, I don't know the next time I will be in that part of town, and everybody seemed to like the drinks, so I decided to wedge a visit there between the experiment screening and Taco Bell, where I planned to finally eat that night.

And then, once I go to this relative new place, I caved and got an order of fries.  The fries weren't generally condemned, I don't think.  Besides, it was fries.  I figure it is hard to screw up, and even if it were, it's the cheapest item on their menu.  Now, they were good, even though I wish I had gotten a much bigger cup of aioli.  But it was a lot.  It was shareable size, and I was the only one eating it.  And my stomach got so full that I wondered whether I could even eat at Taco Bell.

But I made the decision to eat at Taco Bell anyway.  I altered what I would get, going from three food items to two.  But eating even a Mexican Pizza and their new street chicken chalupas was difficult.  I was so full that consuming them was not enjoyable, if you know what I mean.  And now, waking up after a four-hour sleep that's really a nap, I feel -- a bit bitter, but still plenty full.  Really, I feel as fat as I have ever felt.  All because I decided to have fries with my drink, dammit.

Goodbye, Twitter/X, Hello, Bluesky

The election shouldn't have prompted me to do it, but I'm far from the only one.  I had heard good things about it from time to time in the months leading up to last Tuesday, but I didn't really consider jumping from the dominant social media platform to one of these upstarts.  For one, I got what I needed from Twitter/X: Engagement, smart people promoting their smart things, and jokes and dunks on stupid people.

But I knew that I was liking and reposting under a company owned by Elon Musk, a guy I once thought was cool but had turned into a thoughtless, id-driven man-child who only talked shit about the concept of "free speech."  I didn't see all the hateful comments others saw, but I kept many of my settings private and largely stayed in my own lane.  Still, yes, Election Day was the final straw.  I also knew in the back of my mind that he was using his highly-leveraged platform to, uh, platform, racists and vile Republicans in order to tip the balance of races on Election Day in Republicans' favor, and goddammit, it worked.  It took this to fully realize I am monetizing myself for that asshole, and that was enough.

I need to be honest, though: Since devoting my attention over to Bluesky, the thing I miss the least was all those fucking ads.  And it's always the same one: That game where you shoot at something with a flashing number on it, and that number keeps going down.  Meanwhile, there are hordes of people coming at little old you, and the demonstration shows the object of the game is to ... well, survive, I guess?  Anyway, that was, like, every third tweet I saw, and even though I click on "Not interested in this ad," nowadays I still see that ad.  (By the way, I believe it's the same company that came out with a different type of game promoted on X/Twitter that I actually signed up for.  The gameplay was nothing, and I repeat, nothing like the promoted ad on X/Twitter.  I am so goddamn pissed that I gave these bait-and-switchers my personal information for a shitty lie.)  No doubt that that cesspool was where the racists and sexists lived because Musk invited them back.  But, I was most annoyed by the ads ...

... of which there are none on Bluesky.  I remember having that platform recommended on a local news website by a commenter.  Last Wednesday or Thursday, seeing how I was engaging for Musk, I decided to look around and, after looking around real quick, I signed up.  It is growing at breakneck speed.  So far, many people poking around Bluesky liken it to the younger, more innocent days of Twitter, where there were no ads to avoid, and no Republicans there to try to get you going.  Since it still is in an embryonic state (even though it's been around for several years now), people are trying to instill a "culture" there that's directly the opposite of the one in the old place, one that demands inclusion and thoughtfulness, and one where Republican trolls are easily and routinely blocked.

I like it so far, mainly because it looks a lot like Twitter/X, just without the baggage.  The easy block features sets up situations where posters congregate in their own bubbles, but quite frankly, the "public square" aspect of X/Twitter has just turned into firehoses of disinformation from people whose handles end in a string of ten digits, so I don't really care if I'm in an echo chamber.  It's good for my mental health.  But at some point there will be a controversial topic I am fascinated with, and I will wonder how ... uh, tolerant the place will be if I sincerely ask something I don't know, or state a minority opinion.  I don't mind debate on social media.  I just want that debate to happen in good faith, and I know that's no longer happening in Arkham Asylum over there.  That's why I am severely limiting my eyeball viewing on Twitter.  I won't shut down my account(s) because I think I would give my paper trail to Musk, so I will just lurk and not repost or publish anything original over there anymore.

So far, the vibes are good at Bluesky.  There's a mixture of relief over escaping a hellsite that just realized its worst fears and basest instincts combined with a happiness that there seems to be a community of millions that look forward to something new, happier, and free from pain.  I think all correct-minded Americans need that right now.  Of course, maybe Bluesky isn't meant to last.  After all, I think it's owned by a tech bro -- just like Twitter was before that dude sold out to Elon Musk.

WHY IN THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING THIS, PRESIDENT BIDEN?!?!?!

He insulted him personally.  He holds no respect for him.  He demanded the Department Of Justice investigate his sun, Hunter, for crimes even though he's not supposed to interfere.  And he threatened to withhold much-needed weaponry if Ukraine President Volodymyr Zelenskyy didn't lie and say he had evidence as to Hunter Biden's wrongdoing.

Worst of all, when he lost (fair and square, by the way) four years ago, he didn't meet with Biden in the Oval Office.  SO WHY IN THE GODDAMN MOTHERFUCKING HELL IS PRESIDENT BIDEN MEETING THAT CORRUPT SON-OF-A-BITCH AT THE OVAL OFFICE TODAY?!?!?!  You may believe in the peaceful transfer of power, President Biden, but he doesn't.  Remember that he sent his goons to invade the U. S. Capitol when he lost, an act befitting both a tyrant and a little bitch.  So why?  To show you're above it all?  To set an example??  To show that democracy can continue to reign over America when we all know he will destroy it once he's sworn in???  To try and change him????

Goddammit!!!  This asshole deserves no respect, which is more than he ever gave you.  Why do this?

WHY?!?!?!?!