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January 21st, 2019

Closure

He started calling himself Howie a couple of years ago. I didn't think it worked for him. And it made it harder for me to bill myself as his evil twin.

The celebration of life was held in the theater where he directed one of the Man of La Mancha's I was in, and it was about 2/3 full. Lots of HUGE hairy gay men, because that's what Howie was attracted to. And many theater folk and a few from the porta-potty rental place he worked for.

Howie thought I was a Trump supporter because I refused to tell him how I was going to vote. He didn't get it that it's a secret ballot. So sometime in 2016 he un-friended and blocked me on FB, and never talked to me again.

He was diabetic, and his kidneys stopped working several years before that. Not long before that his foot got gangrene, his leg was amputated below the knee, and soon after that above the knee. It didn't stop him, hardly slowed him down. First a scooter and finally a special van he could drive himself.

Mutual friends posted about his 2017 marriage to his long time sugar daddy, who turned out to have been much more than that.

Husband filled us in on the rest of the details. Howie developed a spinal injury, and in the hospital recovering from that surgery he had a stroke, and made the decision to go home for hospice. Husband was qualified on the dialysis machine with which the HMO supplied them.

In late December, Howie threw one last big party for 500 of his closest friends (I was not one of them) and then pulled the plug. He passed away with a smile on his face in the early hours of Christmas Eve.

There was a fun slide show of photos of Howie from birth to nearly death, not in any particular order. It was clear he was close to his little sister. His father was in the audience, all the way from TN.

Many people got up to say a few words, I thought about it but I wasn't part of his life after 2016, and didn't want to share that with the crowd.

There were cookies and veggies & dip & lemonade after.

I got lost trying to find the nearby Asian supermarket and ended up at the original 99 Ranch, where I bought honey BBQ pork, roast duck and ha gow. The aisle where the cans of Thai tea was was blocked by gangs of people giving samples of ramen.

Home, asked Alexa and was told the Saints lost in overtime. Later, on the phone with Baltimore sister we watched KC lose in overtime. Superbowl won't be of any interest to me this year. :-(

Went outside and howled at the moon.  Pixel phone did not take good photos of the eclipse behind the clouds, so I got the Nikon out at sent it at the highest ISO, and got some okay grainy shots in the 10 minutes when the clouds parted.
Here's one:


And then as the Death Star:


Plans for tomorrow:
Hopefully some follow up from recruiters
The rest depends on the weather

8 weeks

The alarm went off and the lights came on as usual at 7:30 but I didn't recognize the fact for about 15 minutes.

Did not see Spook in her usual webcam spots, found her sleeping in the guest room under the Casio keyboard/stand, using a 3-tiered ball toy as a pillow. My sister was right, Spook just needed to be sure Spot wasn't in the room anymore. She's almost totally back now, all day she has been playing with her toys, guarding the house from all the window sills, keeping an eye on me in the office from the cat tree there, scratching on the back of the recliner to let me know she wants me to pet her, meowing for treats and staring at me until I toss her a piece of my shrimp dinner.

Other than that it was a boring day. Only 3 recruiter messages, two from guys at the same company within 15 minutes of each other data mining - they didn't have an actual job, they lied and said they did, but instead of a job description they sent a bunch of questions which normally are asked by the employer just before making an offer. My request for a real job description was ignored. The other message was for a job I am not interested in/qualified for which I'd seen listed before and passed by.

No storm chasers were streaming, on account of all the storms were gone and had not left much snow behind. The usual 1:30 pm ride home from one of them was the only Twitch worth watching.

I did spend an hour online applying for unemployment insurance benefits. I would have done so my last day on the contract except I had another job lined up. Or so I thought. But since I've been out of work for >2 weeks and had not collected benefits for >2 years, I am qualified again. I did have to create a new login (same as the old one, which they killed after 18 months).

Also went onto the DMV site, and it took way too long to find the FAQ which said not to panic from not getting my new license plates after a month, they said wait 8 weeks, then panic. Bummer because I have to wait to have the plates before I can give them back and have my vanity plates authorized for the Leaf. And I have to wait for that exchange before I can apply for the commuter lane stickers.

Watched all my Tivo. White Water Gold Mining, PTI and The Orville. The underwater gold miners started to find actual gold, but it was small tailings like one would get panning for gold at a tourist place in California. They think that under this raging river, in bedrock, is a vein of gold. They may be right, but their sponsor needs to seriously find them a mechanical engineer to show them how to safely build the support infrastructure.

The Orville did a tangentially LMK episode, but using Yul Brynner as King Mongkhut to deliver the peaceful co-existence message. https://youtu.be/9u5iHzag120?t=80

The Bachelor is recording right now.

Got a lot of positive response for my moon photos. Hand held and way too grainy, but FB makes them look better. There were lots mo-better images online from photographers who had actually planned. I expected clouds all night and was surprised to get clearing when I did.

Should have gone to BASFA tonight, but just couldn't rouse myself.

Plans for tomorrow:
No rain: drive to the carnivorous plants store by Half Moon Bay
Rain: who knows?

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