I’ve been very dissatisfied with the new JetPack management. I feel like JP has fucked up things that were good about WordPress. Posts, stats, and photos load very slowly. And, there’s still that glitch of not getting the image I’ve chosen from my media file inserted into my posts. It’s as if JetPack just ignores my request and sends me something that is almost always inappropriate for what I’ve written.

This has been very depressing. I was already depressed because I ran out of image space about a year and a half ago. I just have not had the funds to upgrade. At the end of the paycheck there isn’t enough for anything to help me advance my writing, or get me closer to having my candle or resale businesses.

I’m frustrated.

I’m writing this very late. It’s 2:40 am EST in the US. By now the world knows that orange dung pile (ODP) won the New Hampshire primary—but it wasn’t the blowout he thought he’d get. In the end I think ODP got 56 % to Nikki Haley’s 44%. It was something like that. I don’t like her either, she’s pro-national abortion ban, I believe that’s without any exceptions for, say, rape, medical necessity, or certain death of the unborn fetus. Yes, I said, “fetus,” and not, “baby.” I am fiercely pro-life. Not even doctors, or scientists can say with true certainty when a fetus becomes a wholly viable human baby, and I think it’s highly rude of ANYONE to interfere with a woman’s right to choose. I don’t even believe the daddy has half a say, because HE’S NOT THE HUMAN TASKED WITH CARRYING THE FETUS/BABY. Sorry dudes, I’m not sorry. Back in the 1980’s when comedian Dennis Miller was on Saturday Night Live and did his version of that show’s news broadcast spoof, and when he still had a brain, he used to say, in his routines, about abortion, “One penis; no vote!” He used that line in his show at the University of South Florida’s student government sponsored gig at the Sundome, or was it the University Center? Anyway, it was free for all students with a valid USF ID. So, I went. The audience cheered and went nuts when he uttered that line. think I was dating/living with Very Hairy Scary Gary (VHSG). Miller’s show was great—very funny. He just sucks now—Dennis, not VHSG. VHSG pretty much always sucked. I dumped him cause he didn’t like to read. I mean what the fuck, you’re in college and you don’t like to read? My philosophy was, get the hell out of my school and quit contributing to the skew downward in student intelligence levels. College SHOULD be difficult.

So, how’d I get off track? Oh, how my mind wanders. it needs a better leash.

As I type this on my humble, but hard working iPhone 7, I’m reminded of another reason my blogging frequency has slacked off. The carpel tunnel in my right wrist has become worse. My fingers are tingling like crazy. Just great, I already had three surgeries planned in my head for the year: right knee replaced, hopefully February or March; bunion on my right foot; right rotator cuff. Now, I have to add right wrist. Yes, the right side of my body needs to go into the shop. It wants to retire.

I’m thinking of retiring, my whole working person, early because I feel that’s the only chance I will get to concentrate on building and having a writing career. Yes, I’m going to be 64 on February 19th and I’m still trying to build a career. Even with my body issues, my mind thinks I’m 30. I just never think of myself as old. I never will. I don’t believe in the kind of retirement in which one leaves a career and goes out golfing everyday. Blech. How mundane and common. No thanks. I’d rather be busting my ass and using my brain till I die at a happy, mostly healthy age of 112.

Eh, I’ll probably get my Ph.D at age 90. That’s another story.

It’s 3:18 am. I’m signing off this thingee.