I wish I had a life, instead of so much time to write! 🤣
I’ve developed some annoying health issues since the heart surgery, that I’m still fighting right now.
My labs all come back solid green, my ticker is pumping at the level of a man WAY younger than me, as are my liver and kidneys and I am not even a diabetic any more.
But I can’t eat anything that I used to be able to eat.
My doctor told me to eat boiled chicken breast, mash potatoes and cut the coffee out.
That was a death sentence to me.
I don’t know if it’s nervous energy, or anger that makes me spend all day doing this
I do enjoy it, however. 😁
If I get a hold of some buffalo wings, there won’t be a Last Wire tomorrow. 🦬🪽
Back in the old days at TOS, some kind lady set up a Banana Republican homepage, and challenged me to get one essay out a week, so I went for it.
It took a week to do one back then.
Sometimes I had to stay up half the night to meet my deadline.
Now one app corrects spelling, punctuation and all kinds of errors, as I write. When I go back over the older stuff in Boiling Frogs (2008) I am embarrassed at how amateurish they appear; the grammar, spelling, whole English-as-a-second-language thing.
I have cut research time from hours to minutes, I have software that formats whatever I write, to whatever medium I want to use to publish, and I’ve figured out how to make my own images.
It’s my ideas that I want to get through, and those are bouncing around my bored brain all day long. So, I’ll take whatever assistance I can get sounding and reading less like some newly-arrived hick from western Cuba. 🤣