Ah, Shit!

The amazing, talented, and very funny Betty White passed away at age 99.

Rest in Peace my dear, you are with God now and will be greatly missed.

New Years Resolution

They're stupid, but I'll play. Since this blog is less than a year old this will be the first time you will be reading this. Every year I make and then instantly break the same resolution. "How can that be Glypto?" you ask? Like this:

"I hearby resolve to NOT make any New Years resolutions."

Nyuk! Nyuk! Nyuk!

Unless something huge happens that requires my attention and brilliant commentary, this will be my final post of the year. Happy New Year my friends. Have a better 2022 than the clusterfuck that was the past two.

Oh The Irony

Over Christmas, I was excluded from two gatherings (one was family and one was friends) because of my jab-free status. I figured so be it, their loss, I will happily remain a pure blood.

Now I don't love these people any less for being excluded, but I am going to engage in a bit of schadenfreude here. I just found out that our friends, that had family in from out of state and were all fully jabbed are right now self-quarantining. They were all exposed to a family member from another household that has tested positive for the Chi-Com Xi Flu. It was very hard to not just burst out in loud obnoxious laughter at this development, but my wife would have been really pissed at me. This will have to suffice.

HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!

Our friends have a brand new grandchild, and a big deal was being made about coming to see the baby... until they realized I was jab free. My exclusion was supposed to be to keep the baby safe, but as we all know babies and young children are basically unaffected by Chi-Com Xi Flu but I wasn't going to argue the point. I was more than happy to stay home and stream a movie.

Up until 2019, we threw a big New Year's Eve shindig at our place, anywhere from 12 to 25 people and I made lots of great food, usually a surf-n-turf. Last year only the couple this post was about came, and this year it will be no one. We are back to the pre-1996 era where we didn't bother celebrating New Years. That changed when we had our first full year exchange student from Romania, where New Years was a bigger deal than Christmas. Because of her, we had celebrated every year since. Oh well... maybe more people will be done with this BKT* by January 1st 2023, and we can go back to having our party.

BKT* Bullshit Kabuki Theater

Right?

I think I'd be more nervous about being a former Ghislaine Maxwell juror, than one from the Kyle Rittenhouse or Derek Chauvin trials.

Just About Over It

The first illness of any kind since having the Chi-Com Xi Flu in early March of 2020. A simple common cold, I felt it coming this past Monday morning. Sniffling and sneezing by that afternoon, hacking and coughing by bedtime. No hint of fever checked every few hours with my Exogen temporal scanner. Negative indications from my on-body virus scanner (a wart on my knee that temporarily disappears every time I have a virus). According to the medical and political tyrants, I should be a good little obedient peasant and run out for a Chi-Com Xi Flu test. FUCK OFF! Whether it is just a cold or the Moronic variant matters not, and I will not be a statistic in their panic porn theater. I have been taking Tylenol Sinus + Headache to relieve congestion and keep my head clear. Mucus discharge is clear, so no real infection. The cough only occurs when I lie down. I wear an N95 mask in the boo-boo bus and I am definitely on the downside of it.

Yesterday we transported a double jabbed patient sick with fever that tested COVID+ at the ER. Trust me, if this particular patient that is well known to us, with their medical history (at least 7 serious chronic comorbidities) does not die, the current variant is a giant nothing burger as I have suspected all along.