I’m not feeling any better than I did yesterday. In fact, I feel worse. Despite my taking every reasonable precaution against catching whatever it is that I caught.
Eating out at the Cheesecake Factory seemed to have been my downfall. It’s a respiratory illness, not food-borne, so I am recommending their excellent Tuscan Chicken specialty dish.
https://www.thecheesecakefactory.com/recipes/tuscan-chicken
I’m going to bed super early and hope that recovery is coming my way soon.
This month marks one year of blogging without technical trouble, after several years of the WordPress installation hanging on by a virtual thread. Well, that’s not entirely correct. There was a problem not long ago.
The SSL certificate for HTTPS encryption that comes with my level of hosting service doesn’t work. I paid $80 for a 3rd party certificate, and it’s working. Fine, whatever, as long as the WordPress dashboard looks like this.
Anyway, the point is that, after sixteen years, I can either keep doing this… or not. If I quit it will be at my discretion, and not out of frustration because the site keeps crashing.
“[Bankman-Fried] said he was speaking publicly against the advice of his lawyers, who have instructed him to keep quiet.”
https://www.nytimes.com/2022/11/30/business/sam-bankman-fried-ftx-collapse.html
Kid, in your own best interest, shut up. Apologizing and saying you made mistakes isn’t going to cut it. You learned the lesson that money talks with politicians, making it possible for you to play in the big leagues. You’re going to learn what the flip side of that lesson means.
Sunday I was at a great science museum. Don’t take my word for it. A world famous chemist recommends the Museum of Science, Boston.
I was at the MOS with my sister, who works there, and her family. Mingling among the crowds I wore a new Powcom KN95 from Bona Fide Masks. It came off during lunch at a nearby Cheesecake Factory, and when I drove a niece and her beau to the airport.
Tuesday at the library I also wore a mask. Later, I watched the CBS Evening News.
In the middle of the night I started coughing. By noon today, Wednesday, my throat was sore and one of my ears ached. Despite the precaution of wearing a protective mask, I caught something, but it isn’t Covid.
I had a flu shot, so if that’s what it is, I’m doing a lot better than the last time I caught flu ten years ago. It feels like nothing more than a mild cold.
I have read “The Purloined Letter,” and like Poe’s first detective Dupin story, “The Murders in the Rue Morgue,” its three principal characters may as well be Sherlock Holmes, Doctor Watson, and Inspector Lestrade. Which brings to mind Dennis Potter’s 80’s British TV series The Singing Detective, which is nothing like Sherlock Holmes.
Potter is perhaps better known for Pennies from Heaven, a BBC production from 1978 starring Bob Hoskins, that was later adapted into a Steve Martin movie. I can’t think of an American television series that rivaled Dennis Potter’s unique vision until David Lynch’s Twin Peaks.
The death of Christine (Perfect) McVie will get plenty of attention elsewhere. This is a place where you will read that Robert Crumb’s wife Aline has passed away.
As cartoonists, Robert and Aline were as close as it got to a “John and Yoko marriage.”
Aline’s passing comes not long after the death of Bill Griffith’s wife Diane Noomin. Friends with Aline, Diane was also an underground cartoonist.
