Among other things not to do at home. Don't freebase without clearance from your local fire brigade. That and try not to get too old. It's a pain in da butt and dangerous. You eventually will fall down and won't get up. Btw is that old lady in that commercial still stuck on her kitchen floor. As I recall there was no resolution.

The upside is that this rodeo from hell is almost over...if ya lucky. 

I just got up. Suprise...heat was on. Some computer shuts it down when the season changes. It keeps it off no matter how cold it still gets. Life in da big City. On da other hand I sort of get it. On this day a year ago, it was 92f...and humid. This morning it was 44f. I complained like crazy back then. Now I praise central heating. 

It's rained for years...well days. 

Cold wet and raw as only the Northeast can get. That cold from the ocean that gets into ya bones. Planetary climate re-arraignments don't mean years long heatwaves...well okay for some it does. But for most it just means stuff has gone insane.

On da elder front I feel like bleep.

Got up did my traditional stuff tided the digs. I swept. Hate vacuum cleaners and them robot rumba things. Made the bed washed what I wore yesterday. The walk to the laundry is now too damned long. Anyway...It's called a G.I. shower. 

This because soldiers do or did this as my WW2 dad said. Imagine clean underwear every day. Had juice took a seriously hot shower. After all that noise I was ready to go back to bed. 

I had used 40% of my body's daily power on all that crap. No wonder elders let stuff go.  I'm sure temped. My visiting nurses are always in amazement my Zen tidy digs. Seems most old bleeps live in versions of garage sales. Actually, that don't sound so bad. Minimum maintenace with them things and showers optional.

Stay tuned.