"... My day so far"

The crew is here tearing my house apart. Renovating the kitchen and bathroom.

Neat guys they remind me of my uncle Lee who was a carpenter.

The scent of fresh cut wood brings his memory.

And then...

There was a brown then black out in our building.

It started with our cable internet service crapping out then everything else.

The carpenters kept working. Carving cutting setting. Ancient skills don't need megawatts.

Did I mention the 100-pound block of cement?

The one that was slowly over the last 120 years pushing its way down over my bathtub.

A whole damned century of leaks storms and bad vibes helping it along.

They said they caught it just in time.

A few more months it would've busted through the ceiling.

All this happy noise goes along with five cases of Monkey Pox in town.

A person infected collapsed on the subway.

Ongoing high Covid infections mass shootings near everyday.

Putin eyeing his nukes a giant cement rock falling on me and my rubber duckies.

Topped off with this new bloody bleeping Pox.

This foul shit has gone fucking Biblical. I think I'm going to scream.

Though I may have ice cream instead.