2021 JOURNAL


JAN 1st: For our now normal New Years Eve: Chandon Brut, the annual firing up of 
the aged boob tube to watch "Dinner for One" together and a small amount of 
black-eyed peas (this year with corn muffins from scratch!) for luck. This is 
what counts as an elaborate ceremony and sacred rite around here. Yep, we're 
dull...

JAN 7th: And of course our presidential putz attempts a putsch. And being a 
putz, it was a half-assed, half-baked and halfwitted attempt at a putsch. Here's 
to incompetency!

JAN 7th: I predict there will soon be an new adjective to attach to a political 
opponent: trumpian. The horrors it might conjure could be quite effective with 
the proper audience...

JAN 10th: Snow! Our last measurable snowfall was in 2017...

JAN 15th: Our president, Donnie, is not particularly smart or capable at 
anything. But boy, oh boy, does he know how to hold a grudge. And there are 
apparently no lengths he will not go to for revenge and payback. Double. Triple. 
And, just our luck, this trait was a perfect fit with a sizable portion of the 
electorate that are still trying to win and litigate a war they lost over 150 
years ago...

JAN 21st: Well, we certainly have had a decade's worth of Wednesdays this month. 
The 6th was dominated my our homegrown, magical thinking Jacksonians attempting 
a G.I. Joe-clad re-enactment of the storming of the Bastille. Fortunately, in 
the end they proved as incompetent as their Fearless Leader. And now the 
consequences are deservedly raining down on their pointy little heads. On the 
13th Fearless Leader entered the rarefied air of being impeached twice in a 
single term. And this one may stick, awarding the ultimate booby prize of being 
banned from federal office for life. The 20th's Inaugural was anything but 
normal. But given that the Black Plague was in town and the recent attempted 
putsch, not totally unexpected. And we still have the 27th to go. Here's hoping 
it will prove to be the best Wednesday in years by producing absolutely nothing 
newsworthy from Washington for an entire day...

FEB 9th: Watch your step and don't mind the mess. Reconfiguring my website for 
the umpteenth time. Everyone needs a hobby. And in other news, Trump's senate 
trial began today. Gee, I wonder how it will turn out...

FEB 22nd: [imported from a family Facebook post on Feb 20, 2021]

Power restored this AM after slightly more than 110 hours without. First order 
of business was to brew coffee. We have our priorities straight. Now the waiting 
for water to reappear after 50+ hours. That's been off due to a broken main at 
the apartments that couldn't be addressed without electricity by the 
contractors. And the city water is off anyway. Catch 22-ish.

This has been an interesting but not particularly pleasant change of pace. 
Walking about with every warm thing we own on inside. Sleeping under mountains 
of afghans. Raiding the bodegas with electricity for a dazzling array of junk 
foods that required neither heating nor plates. Tossing several hundred dollars 
of fridge/freezer comestibles that had begun smell like a dead moose. And thank 
goodness for the ancient technology of hurricane lamps.

We're shabby, stinky and grumpy but, while it may be a bit premature, we're 
thinking of having tee shirts emblazoned with: "We Survived the Austin Ice 
Age"...

[and as of this post, we are still waiting for water]


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