8/16/24
Today is mine and Napoleon's birthday. Yup we are twins. We are officially old, 58 years, but not old enough to get any senior discounts. We have 7-14 years to go before we get the Wednesday senior discount at the thrift shops.
Time keeps marching on...
TIME
Speaking of time marching on, in my neck of the woods, time is marching slower and slower. In my psychotic mind, time has slowed down to a crawl. The hours and minutes are ticking away at a snail's pace.
I noticed the slowing of time three months ago. I mentioned it to Napoleon and she agreed that time has seemed to slow down.
Are we crazy?
Of course we are.
I suppose for the majority of people on the planet who are doing real life things, time goes by fast. But for me and Napoleon, being the slugs we are, time is barely ticking away.
For example, I go to bed at night at 9:00 pm, fall asleep within 10 minutes, I then have about 3-4 crappy dreams and wake up to see that it is only 9:35 pm.
Really? Only 35 minutes passed, as I tossed and turned and fought and screamed at demons in my multiple crappy dreams. It felt like hours to me. It should have been hours. In the past it would have been hours. Instead a measly 35 minutes passed.
Ugh. Another 5.5 hours to go until my cat Rusty begins his screaming caterwauling at 3 am on the dot. Another 5 times to wake up every hour from crappy dreams and watch the clock NOT tick away.
Sleeping is NOT restful for me.
It is not just at night that time moves slowly, during the day time seems to barely move at all. Even my pathetic "who gives a shit" cleaning jobs around the house barely make time move.
For example, in the past I would make myself a vodka tonic at 8 am and get "ready to rumble" with the bathrooms. Usually it would take me until 11:00 am to clean both bathrooms. Now. I am done with both bathrooms by 9:30 am. Not because I am a speed demon at cleaning. Not because I have cut down on the cleaning. I get my cleaning down in less time because I believe time is slowing down.
I now have more time to do less and less.
Each day drags.
By noon I am ready to go to bed, because in my twisted reality it really should be 9 pm.
Speaking of twisted reality...
MAKE IT STOP!
Check out the new Pfizer RSV poison ad before it is pulled:
https://www.ispot.tv/ad/fd7u/pfizer-inc-laughter-is-contagious-so-
Lord Jesus, kill me now.
The worst ad I have ever seen in my life, and I have been alive a long time (and getting longer seeing as time is slowing down).
Screaming cackling witches promoting a poison to maim and kill humans. That's it. That is the ad in a nutshell.
I cannot listen to the demonic sound. It is like a hot knife being buried in my brain. I cannot get to the remote fast enough to mute/turn off the ad.
I went on the dead internet to see if anyone else is commenting about the atrocious evil Pfizer ad.
Nope. No one. All is good on the dead internet. All is good in the world.
Must be me. I am sure it is.
Speaking of must be me...
THE HIGHWIRE
Check out this video from The Highwire with Del Bigtree.
https://thehighwire.com/ark-videos/episode-383-hidden-games/
I have been watching The Highwire on and off since the Covid Me-Too-Freakout in 2020. Lately Del has seemed a bit subdued and lethargic, but The Highwire Episode 383 about the demonic Olympics finally brought out Del's "Make it Stop!" side.
I have been wondering when Del was going to blow up with regard to the demonic forces pushing satanic/gay/trans/medical bioweapons onto humankind. Well...I guess the Olympics opening (and closing) ceremonies finally pushed Del over the edge to finally admit (somewhat) that a spiritual warfare is going on behind the scenes.
It is much deeper than just humans being the typical shitheads that we are.
If you search the dead internet, you will find almost nothing about the satanic symbolism in the 2024 Olympic ceremonies.
Nothing to see here.
Nada.
It is all good.
In the old days, before time slowed down and demons ruled the world, you may find a few humans hanging out on Usenet (look up Usenet on the dead internet, oh wait...good luck with *that*), who would comment on the absurdity of life. You could even get into a "conversation" with people and discuss things, such as satanic/gay/trans/medical bioweapons.
I know...unbelievable.
Or maybe it is just me, and my days posting on Usenet circa 1993-1997 were all just a fantasy and never happened.
God I am old.
Yet time is slowing down and it only took me one hour to write this boring riff, and still it is only 5:30 am.
Pathetic.
Got to laugh.
Or not.
I HATE YOU SUBSTACK!!!!!!!!
I tried to log in to shitty Substack on Firefox because shitty Substack will not allow me to "like" comments when I use my Opera web browser.
Well THAT wasn't going to happen. Shitty Substack popped up a shitty CAPTCHA to "prove" I am human. No matter what crappy photo I clicked the CAPTCHA said I was wrong. I could not get past the shitty CAPTCHA hell.
So here I am back using Opera where I can't "like" comments on shitty Substack - just 'cause.
Too all commenters I give a big LIKE.
Maybe it is time to kick shitty Substack to the curb. Time has come today...
YAY🎉🎉🥳🥳🩷😖🫖💋💋 (aren't emogis fun? YES THEY ARE)
Happy birthday to YOU and keep partying because that is the only thing worth doing.
Well, and other stuff
I will be 70 in December!! I had the grand girls over last week for a few days and they loved "playing"
with my sagging arm skin ahahaaa The one good thing about being old is that in 30 years this planet is gonna be an insane asylum, or something. Well, we were forewarned in the Bible
It is friday and I have a pile of stuff to accomplish today in this crumbing big house. Hubbs and I are moving in 6 months to a brand new house down the road in a cool swinging party neighborhood, not a gated old people compound this one is blended in a regular neighborhood so I can get those younguns to help me !!!
Enjoy your cake and champagne
The olympics was a hoot - the break dancing was the worst thing ever