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Too many false starts. I keep nodding off, waking up, looking at the clock, and wondering how it got so late. I barely remember the days now. I know I ate something Wednesday, but I can't recall what. I know I slept, but when? Maybe I cat nap dreamed about the future and mistook it for the past. I remember T-Mobile waking me up with an unfamiliar sound at an ungodly hour with a message on my screen wishing me a "happy birthday today!" It was the 14th. My birthday is the 19th. Or is it? I don't recall them sending me a birthday message any earlier year. Am I who I thought I was, or did that guy never exist, or did something turn me/him into something else (me/whoever now?) I/he find myself/himself hoping to turn back into unambiguous me (him?) next time I (really?) sleep. It's late, and one of us is about to do that now. Who will wake up next? Anybody?
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I guess it's indicative of how things are going these days that after some ten hours in bed Monday night I had to have an afternoon nap Tuesday after being up for only eight hours. Monday I opened a can of chili for dinner, and then felt like I was about to hurl chunks every time I woke up for the rest of the night. Tonight I've decided to avoid that by eating nothing but two slices of toast and three small cookies. I'm not sure it's going to work.

The daily high temperatures are creeping upward. By Friday they are expected to reach an unseasonable 67. That's going to be my grocery day. Not that the mildness will make any difference to that. The only inconvenience around here would be rain, and there's none of that in the long range forecast. I'm starting to fear there might be none of that for the rest of the winter. I'm too tired to care very much though.

I wonder if I should microwave a ramen bowl? Nah, I'd just end up eating it. And then where would I be? Same feckin place I am now.
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Saturday and Sunday were both days of sleep, of not wanting to get out from under the cozy covers, and when I did get out not getting anything done. The days are seeming drear and the nights full of an unserene quiet. Maybe this will change, maybe it won't. Lying abed awake or asleep it doesn't matter. There is just the indeterminate hour passing imperceptibly. Maybe I go back to sleep, maybe I don't. Once it's done I can't tell the difference. At some point I get hungry, and at some point the hunger becomes more unpleasant than eating, then I get up and eat. With luck, the eating makes me sleepy again, and the cycles repeat. How much longer, who knows? I care less every day.


Late Sunday Verse )
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Up all night with random thoughts and random pains, and less-than-random thoughts about random pains, like WTF, knees? I watched a video of mountain goats, one of whom had been fitted out with a video camera, and I'm sure it's going to give me nightmares. Maybe that's why I stayed up all night. The cold tonight is as cold as I'd expected, and has probably contributed to those random pains. Also, my stomach is criticizing my cooking again, for which I certainly can't blame it. At least my tongue now has company to love in its misery.

My nose wants to be a marathoner, I fear. It's been running like the whole Persian army is on its metaphorical tail (I'm pretty sure noses don't have actual tails, though if my nose could talk it would surely have some tales.) Perhaps it is only anticipating the upcoming unseasonable mild spell, which is now predicted to last ten days, those days brining highs in the sixties. Plants could start blooming prematurely, and releasing pollen which will give me both runny nose and sneezing. It will be spring in January. But why should nature be normal when people have gotten so weird? I'm sure I don't know, and I doubt anybody else does.

Again, knees? WTF? Okay, I'll quit sitting and go to bed.
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Felt crappy all day Wednesday. Still do. Took an unintentional nap that was also ineffectual. Ate a big dinner that was overeffectual. It's gotten very cold tonight, and I'm going back to bed to warm up under the covers. Maybe my brain will start working again, but probably not. The next four nights will be very cold too. I think I'll be spending a lot of time under the covers. The days will be sunny but chilly. Not my favorite weather, but I can't afford to travel, so I'm stuck with it. But maybe I'll feel less crappy anyway. Probably not.
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A soup night. I just didn't have the energy to cook. Not even to warm up the Sunday leftovers. It was easier to pour a can of sodium-laden soup into the pan and turn on the burner for a few minutes. I did have the energy to pour the heated soup into a bowl, rather than just eating it out of the pan. I even dug out the scissors and opened a new sleeve of crackers. I may feel like I'm at death's door, but damned if I'm going to exert myself to knock. Let the old creep come out and fetch me.

Tonight we have one last night with a low in the forties, and Wednesday we start a string of nights going down into the thirties. These will be the coldest nights yet this winter, and they really aren't all that cold. None of them are predicted to hit freezing. Still, they will be boosting my utility bill. But then the next week we get a string of days with highs in the sixties instead of our normal January fifties. That could counter the chilly nights and push my bill back down a bit. I'll take what I can get.

That is if the whole long range weather report isn't just a PACK OF LIES! It sometimes is, or at least is a pack of mistakes. If it has mistakes, maybe we'll get some more rain this month. That string of mild days doesn't look very promising though. It looks like another harbinger of drought and a hot summer. Tonight there's a flood watch, and they will be diverting the river into a cutoff that feeds a large basin where excess water can percolate down into the parched aquifer. One more good thing, at least. Like that soup.
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Monday brought weather, as predicted, and I had to use an umbrella when I went out to the mailbox. There was no mail, but I will consider it virtuous exercise rather than a foolish waste of effort. I heated up Saturday leftovers for dinner, along with Friday leftovers for a side dish. The main Friday leftovers I might have Tuesday night or Wednesday night, but I'll need a fresh side dish. Why must life be so complicated?

Although we could get a bit more rain tonight, Tuesday is supposed to be only partly cloudy, wo I want to get to sleep so I will be done sleeping by the time the sun comes out. I've been spoiled by the foggy and rainy weather we've had lately, with the room being dark or dim every time I wake up, making it easy to get back to sleep. That luxury will be going away over the coming weeks. Adjustment will be difficult, I'm sure.

Oh, midnight.
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Sunday afternoon I caught myself just in time to not go out to the mailbox and check for the mail that isn't delivered on Sunday. Had I not caught myself in time I probably wouldn't have been embarrassed by my foolishness, as I've grown accustomed to being a stupid old guy, but I'd have been pissed off at myself for wasting so much energy for nothing. That, after all, is what the Idernet is for.

All in all I did not enjoy Sunday. For one thing I slept poorly, and for another when I woke up I'd had a very weird dream and remembered it, which rarely happens, but then I forgot it later, which always happens. There was no more rain, but then there was no sun to speak of either, so it was dull and monotonous. I'd hoped to get some laundry done, but the laundry room was busy, so in the end all I got done was to empty the trash. Oh, and I did fix a decent dinner, but it was a bit too large and I overate, and now must pay for that, probably with a second night of poor sleep.

Rain is still scheduled for Monday, but Tuesday's has vanished from the forecast. Possible showers remain predicted for Wednesday, but after that there's a bunch of sunny but chilly days. I guess that's a good thing for anybody who got flooded by the storms, as things will dry out for the cleanup, but for the rest of us it's just a reminder of creeping drought. It's probably too soon to worry, but not terribly too soon.

Oh, drat, I nodded off and ran out of Sunday before I was done with it. Clearly, it was done with me. And time gets the last word, always. The word it's saying to me now is sleep.

Sunday Verse )
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Oh, I thought I'd done this, but I guess not. Despite a night of often furious storming, and a dark gray morning of nearly imperceptible dawn, Saturday brightened through the afternoon and left us with nearly dry pavement at sunset. I opened the blinds for about three hours of afternoon sunlight to warm the bed. The rain is predicted to return tonight, with more wind, and both Sunday and Monday are still expected to be very wet, but after next Tuesday the forecast is saying no more rain for at least ten days.

This is unfortunate, as the state is overall only at about half normal snowpack levels for this date, with the south in much better shape than the north. January through March is typically the snowiest season, but we need to get started on that accumulation soon. The next couple of days could add some welcome snow, but not enough to catch up to a typical season. The Pacific Northwest and the Rocky Mountain states are also suffering from scant snowfall this year. The problem is that this years rain has been coming from the tropics rather than the north Pacific. Being warmer, tropical storms bring lots of rain but are not cold enough to provide lasting snow. Given that this is a La Nina year, it probably won't get fixed. We could be in for two or three years of drought. It could get ugly.

Tonight's rain hasn't started yet, and I'll probably have to get to sleep before it does. If it's anything like last night though, I'm sure it will wake me up. But dammit, I'm sneezing and my nose has gotten runny again. I hope I didn't get a load of germs with my groceries. Infection is the last thing I need this time of year.
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Groceries were acquired Friday, and the store made only one substitution, and that a minor one. It's too bad they didn't have more stuff I wanted on sale this week, but I did get a few decent bargains. I also forgot a few things, which is normal anymore. I'll probably discover other things I forgot as the week unfolds, as that's normal now too. Honestly, it's a wonder I remember anything at all these days.

The wind has been picking up tonight, and is expected to be strong through Saturday evening and into the early hours of Sunday morning. It has been raining pretty hard at times as well, and there is a flood watch in effect through early Monday morning. The rain could continue into Monday night. A few sunny or partly cloudy days will be coming up after that, which means colder nights with no cloud cover to hold the heat in. Big gas bill upcoming then.

Damn, my eyes can hardly focus tonight. Using the keyboard is getting tedious, and I'll need to shut down. I'll just have to hope that the apartment doesn't flood while I'm asleep. There's really nothing I could do about a flood if I were awake anyway. I'm actually more worried about my acid reflux, as I didn't have a very easily settled dinner tonight.

That's it, I can't think of more.
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It was the quietest New Year's Eve I've experienced in the mini-metropolis. This was probably in part due to the fact that it was raining pretty steadily at midnight, and people were likely reluctant to go outside and get wet while trying to set off fireworks or even get to their cars to blow the horns. There was one big skyrocket that burst with bright flash and loud bang right over my apartment, but nothing else nearby. The guy across the street who usually sets off a lot of small skyrockets wasn't around, and only one local dog was outside barking. I felt bad for the dog.

I went looking for Pasadena webcams, and couldn't find any on the regular streets, though there are about ten watching the freeways. I guess people use them to check on traffic conditions. When I first got Idernet, there was a webcam on Colorado Boulevard at Raymond Avenue I used to enjoy watching, a lively part of town, but I guess it's gone now. The streets in Pasadena used to be very lively on New Year's Eve, but maybe last night would have been a bust anyway, because it was raining there too. I watched a recorded video today, and it rained through the whole parade as well, and a couple of times it looked as though they were getting one of those classic Los Angeles downpours, where the sky turns dusky dark and motorists turn their headlights on.

There was a marching band from Japan who played "Stars and Stripes Forever" while using colored streamers and stars to make an American flag, and that is the only foreign entry I remember seeing. In recent years there have been many floats and bands from other countries, especially Canada, but this year nothing. I don't know if the Tournament didn't invite them or they just turned the invitations down, but it's a pretty clear sign the we are an ex-empire now. Come to think of it, I don't even recall any entry from Puerto Rico, and it's essentially part of the United States, so maybe we're an ex-commonwealth too.

Personally, I've started the new year with a kitchen fail. My stick blender broke while I was using it. Black and Decker. It used to be a good company, but all the stuff I've bought from them over the last couple of years has been crap. The stick blender was the best of the items, and I did like it, but given how weak it proved to be in the end I don't think I'll replace it. I still have my old hand mixer, so I'll probably just dig that out.

The rain has eased up this evening, and tomorrow is supposed to be merely cloudy again, but Saturday could bring more thunderstorms, and then Sunday and Monday are to be rainy again. Next Thursday is still predicted to be the only sunny day ahead, but later in the month it will be day after day of clouds. So, January. Tomorrow is supposed to be grocery day, but once again the ad doesn't have much of interest in it. I'm hoping they'll put up some new digital coupons overnight, but they probably won't.

Only 364 days left. Whew. I hope we can make it.
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So I didn't know if I'd e able to stay awake this late, but it looks like I did, and now I have to wonder why. There will be cherry bombs going off, and horns blowing and such, but that's pretty much all that will distinguish this from any other Wednesday night. I didn't even pick up anything special to drink this year, and I don't want another beer. It appears that I'm old. All I'm thinking of right now is that in a few minutes I will be going to bed, and be glad to crawl under the covers. Maybe I'll eat an extra square of chocolate. Damn, if my younger self could see me now I'd never reach this age. I'd have died of chagrin.

Happy New Year. Goodnight.
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The fog returned for the penultimate day of the year. I got up fairly early, and didn't have a nap, so I'm verging on collapse now. I did manage to cook a full dinner, and actually eat it, but I might regret that soon. Reflux is threatening. It's going to be quite chilly tonight, and I hope have to sit up. Rain is still on for New Year's Day, as well as the third and fourth, with showers predicted for the rest of the first week of 2026. The rain should keep the nights a bit warmer though. We aren't expected to get more actual sun until the tenth. That's going to be a long stretch of gray. But I'll probably sleep through most of it. There's not much else left to do anymore.
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I missed an entire weekend. It was sunny, too, after a very wet Friday. There was a whole lot of sleeping going on, mostly done by me, as when I woke up (by day at least) I heard other people going about their business the way they do, and I left them to it without interfering, the way I do, and so everything was normal, the way it ought to be. Of course that means there's nothing to write about, which I can live with since I can't focus on writing very well anymore anyway.

But then sometimes I'd wake up in the dark, and then it would be weird. My sense of time gets totally buggered (I think that's the scientific term) when I wake up in the dark anymore, and when I look at the readout on the phone it seems I'm always surprised at how much or little time has passed since I was last conscious, even though I often can't remember when I was last conscious and am only making wild guesses. As often as not, I'm also even surprised at what day it turns out to be, but then that happens when I wake up in daylight as well, so maybe a different issue.

Also when I wake up in the dark I frequently have fleeting glimpses of vanishing dreams, and get the feeling that they are making themselves scarce because they don't want me to know just how freaking weird they are. Can brains protect themselves from oncoming madness by avoiding thinking about it? Because sometimes that's what it feels like my brain is trying to do. I don't think It'll work. In the end I expect I'll be batshit crazy, no matter what I try, consciously or not, to do to prevent it. But damn, those dream fragments are freaking ultimate weird!

But I digress. Or evade. Or something. I think I should eat something other than the two triangles of a Toblerone bar I bought on sale recently but still paid too much for and now am using to fool my stomach into thinking it's been fed a meal. I especially don't feel like cooking this time of day, and wish I had an old-school coffee shop nearby that served breakfast all day, although if I did I'd also have to wish I still had the energy to drag my disintegrating carcass thither and sufficient cash to cover a tab about double in constant dollars what it used to cost for the same stuff back when I did have such places nearby. Come to think, that's even scarier than those dreams that flee like roaches when I wake from them. Maybe I'll just open a carton of yogurt and forget that lost civilization I once inhabited.

Two more sunny days, including today, until showers arrive for the year's end, and then three straight days of chilly rain to begin 2026, or so the forecast says. So it has come to this. I'm apt to see another year begin, and have no idea why. Should I apologize? Expect an apology? I probably ought to just nap some more. Might as well, can't dance.


Belated Sunday Verse )
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The sun appeared unexpectedly Thursday afternoon. I was having a nap, and though the brightness leaking around the blinds woke me up I was unable to fully rouse myself, despite a strong desire to open th9ose blinds and lie in the sunlight for a while. Instead I just fell asleep again, and when I finally woke the sky had refilled with clouds. Well, the forecast is promising more sun in a couple of days, so I can get my sunbathing in then.

The news informed me that there was some flooding in parts of the mini-metropolis during the big storm Wednesday evening, just not this part. There were also a few thousand mini-metropolites without power for some time, and I was lucky not to be one of them. One guy died in Redding. There was flooding all up and down the valley, and even more in Southern California. Three people died down there, including one guy who got hit by a falling tree. We got off pretty easy around here, it seems.

We're supposed to get more rain tomorrow, but then the forecast says four entire sunny days in a row will follow. That means the nights will be getting colder. Clear nights let the day's heat escape. Colder nights mean more furnace time, and a higher utility bill. I suppose I can cut back somewhere else. Like tonight I think I'll cut back on food, because again I really don't feel like cooking. In fact I think I'm about to go to sleep again, and shouldn't be sitting at the computer when I do that. Don't want to fall out of this chair and hurt the floor with my empty head.
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We just had quite a spectacular storm for the holiday evening. It woke me from my nap with loud nearby thunder and copious, wind-whipped rain lashing my window. At times the wind was so loud I couldn't distinguish it from the peals of thunder that must have been following those flashes of lightning. The lights flickered a few times, but we never lost power. Lying in bed I imagined water seeping under the doorsills, but when I finally got up the floors remained dry. There were actually two bouts of storminess, so I think we were in the eye for several minutes, with the second bout being the less intense.

It's gotten very quiet now, with just occasional drops of rain hitting the vent pipes and sending tinny sounds through the room. There is sure to be more rain overnight, and it's supposed to last through Friday. There is apparently snow in the mountains, and some flooding in parts of the valley, and a high wind warning remains in effect, but I suspect that the real spectacle is over. In a while I'm going to fix my delayed dinner, and I'll probably be ready to get back to sleep by dawn.

Oh, if Claus was flying over Buttehole County when that storm hit, I'm afraid there'll be no more presents this year. There's no way that sleigh could have escaped a lightning strike, and the cadavers of the elf and his reindeer are probably being munched by carrion eaters right now. Too bad they didn't fall near my apartment. I'd gladly risk a soaking to avoid doing my own cooking. Mmm, crispy fat elf skin! Better than cracklings!
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The rain has slowed to a sprinkle for now, but more showers are expected this afternoon, and rain is to continue off and on through Friday. In fact the region remains under a flood watch until then. There was actually a flood warning Sunday afternoon and evening, along with a high wind alert, but despite a fairly relentless rain and a few episodes of stormy downpours my apartment stayed dry and we didn't lose power.

The forecast is now saying Sunday and Monday will be mostly sunny, but if they are I'm sure we will suffer shock and perhaps many cases of temporary blindness as the unaccustomed light floods this place that has endured fog or rain for over a month now. I suspect that the population has a record number of cases of Seasonal Affective Disorder. I'm pretty sure I've got one myself. A couple of days of sun probably won't be enough to cure it, and we'll be back to rain after that brief respite, clear into the new year.

There are onerous tasks I need to do later today, and I'm currently indulging myself with an extra donut, as partial compensation. Safeway had a buy-one-get-one sale on my donuts this week, and so I have twice as many as usual. That should help me get through the next few days of grey. I also have Mexican cocoa, and a fresh bottle of brandy to pike it with, so my continued survival might not be entirely tragic, for the nonce.

What the hell is a nonce anyway? It sounds vaguely insulting. Oh, well, I guess it doesn't much matter, not at this late date. Not worth the effort of a Google. I'm just going to enjoy my extra donut and pretend that's all there is to life. Donuts and brandy-spiked cinnamon cocoa. Certainly Paradise enow?
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It feels cold in here tonight. It's felt cold for quite a while. We had two days of rain, and the damp is chilling. I've spent a lot of time sleeping. Groceries were fetched Friday, an I forgot to order some things, and the store failed to include a couple of things I did order, and made a couple of substitutions that did not please me, but I guess that's what happens in a world that is falling apart.

I could compensate a bit by turning up the thermostat and making myself warmer for a while, but I got this month's utility bill the other day and it was scary. This hasn't even been that cold a month. I wonder what the January and February bills will be like? Probably horrendous. I don't think I can afford to get warm tonight.

I still haven't eaten Friday dinner, and should probably fix that now. My neck keeps itching, and it's very distracting. I trimmed my hair yesterday, and I don't think I got all the little cut bits off my head before putting on my clean shirt, and the little bits are probably drifting down onto the collar and stabbing me and making me itch. If it isn't one thing it's another, as they say.

Now I will attempt to cook, before the food rots away. I myself will continue to rot away whether I cook or not. But if I eat there will be more of me to rot. It will all balance out in the end.


Sunday Verse )
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About to crash, but probably not burn. My circulation is not good enough for me to do any significant burning. In fact my feet probably make the bed colder. I should get a hot water bottle, though on waking some winter day I might find that my feet had not only sucked all the heat from it but had frozen the thing solid. It could be my revenge on technology, for all the times it has failed me.

Anyway, I didn't have a nap Wednesday, so I'll need to make up for it now. When I get up I'll have to begin putting together a shopping list for my Friday grocery pickup. Needless to say, Safeway has disappointed me again with a mostly mediocre sale, though they do have my donuts on a buy-one-get-one deal. That will be a good thing if they don't sell out, but the bogo sale makes selling out more likely. I guess we'll see.

The gray continues, but with rain not due until Friday morning. I did a Google search for local weather, and see that they've changed their design. Showers are now designated by a gray cloud with three raindrops superimposed, two on top and one below, and damned if the things didn't look like a bunch of skulls when I first saw them. Most disturbing, especially at bedtime. Also disturbing that many showery days are coming this month. A few good rains with some sunny days between would be nice. I don't supposed I should be looking this gift horse in the mouth though. At least it's better than full on drought.
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Monday was a day full of plans that went nowhere, ending up rounded with more than little sleep. It's now more impression than memory, but I think it was still daylight when I crawled under the covers for a nap, and then I woke up in deep darkness with the sound of rain hitting the vent pipes. I listened for awhile then went back to sleep, and didn't wake up again until gray light was leaking around the blinds. I got up and watched the rainy morning through my back window.

And what a Tuesday. I was about to take a bath when the manager of the apartments called and said the plumber was coming to hook up the outdoor faucet bibs that had been left dry following the re-plumbing that took place over a year ago. It seemed an inauspicious day for outdoor plumbing work, but not my call, so I just accepted it. The job took about four hours, and the water was off intermittently, and by the time it was done I didn't feel like a bath, but I did feel like a nap, so I went to sleep in daylight again.

This time I woke up not long after midnight, and since I couldn't get back to sleep and hadn't had dinner, I got up and made some macaroni (actually fusilli) and cheese. I made it with evaporated milk, a can of which I had accidentally opened Sunday (because I suffer from Stupid Old Nearly Blind Guy Syndrome) and it turned out better than I'd have expected, though I made and ate too much, even though I didn't eat all I made, and am now logy and probably headed back to bed, despite the fact that there are still things I ought to be doing. Is that whole paragraph really only two sentences? Yep, it was. Fixed it.

It isn't expected to rain more today, or tomorrow, but the forecast is saying it will be back Friday, and... oh, dear. Rain or showers are then predicted for every day for the rest of the month. I've been seeing the satellite images of the valley completely shrouded in tule fog day after day, but that fog doesn't bring rain, or even showers, so I guess that pattern is broken, for now. Had I still lived up on the hill I would have had sun every day for the last month. I still won't be getting sun, but neither will the mountains. Neener neener, I guess.
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