All right, this is OT, but I felt like sharing... I'm sitting here, and I felt like sharing this... I'm a retired military(I'm not fishing for "thank you for your service" statements... just stating it) government employee, and I noticed I see a lot of "living scared of living" B.S. crap.
My thing is this: I'm a 50 yr old overweight former submariner, and I was trained on risk management, and that means for me mitigating risks... For me, that means buying multiple tests, and tests every two days out of my own pocket, and being the only person who still wears a mask every day (I'm a big guy, who's been there since I was Active Duty, so no one says anything about it)'; however, everyone who gets COVID-19 wears it after quarantining, now.
The reason I'm writing this post is to answer that statement.
I'm not not living scared; I'm living cautious. That's how I was trained. Make sure you know where your nearest fire extinguisher is(behind my chair in the game room), protect yourself, so you can protect others(tests ever other day, since I work with Public Relations)... For me, that's the same thing.
The reason I'm writing this is to tell what I did today, and ask what others did today. I went out with the guys I work with to breakfast. We do this once a month(I am the only one who wears a mask(until I eat), but they never say a word about it.;). After that, I went home, drank a lot of Bailey's and Cognac, played Grim Dawn and drunk-screamed commands at Alexa(I finally broke down and downloaded it)... Not living in fear, I don't think.
Thanks for reading this far... Please, tell me what you did, while living in fear... :) These are the three songs I screamed for(my favorites).
Yes, I didn't realize the ironic aspect about the first song... I've loved Bad Religion since the 90's.
You guys got WWDITShadows currently running as a series?
UK, it's now free-to-view on Beeb iPlayer and I confess I've got addicted, watched it many times. Some subtle humour.
Colin Robinson so funny ....
I spend a lot of time looking for properties. Both for investment purposes and for a better place to live.
My wife is a professional risk manager (insures things like nuclear power plants...), so we know a thing or two about risks.
Anyhoo, we go out looking at properties a lot which means we do mingle with the public, some of which are unmasked.
We have only been to TWO open houses where the owners requested viewers wear masks.
At one, a family of spreadnecks came up to the door, saw the mask requirement and walked off in a huff.
I suspect they can't really afford a place nowadays anyway.
Screw them. Hope their landlord jacks up their rent.
Never tried DeathWish Coffee. I prefer lower caffeine, but I have always been a coffee nut.
For a standard cuppa, I typically go with Don Pablo's Pablo's Pride.
Sitting here it just dawned on me that given your MOS (or whatever the navy called your job), you would have an even lower tolerance for bullshit than the rest of us. My gawd, teamwork or you're dead. Also, just shut the fuck up and do the work. All those armchair warriors and Meal Team Sixers must piss you off but good. Glad you’re on Team Sanity.
I will tell you about yesterday. I was off work so I drank my morning coffee and checked in on the SAVages; did multiple loads of laundry; cleaned the kitchen; weeded a bunch of stuff; trimmed some bushes; put up a piece of decorative tree art; watered my plants, special care to the creeping raspberry; did another training session with my cat in the yard - sticking to off leash parameters is hard but she’s got a 99% track record; rescued a bunch of lady bugs and larva off of the bush trimmings; watched the bumblebees going wild on the newly bloomed bull thistle - one of my wild corners, coming to fruition; took care of some online paperwork; sorted and organized a bunch of stuff belonging to my teenager so we can donate or sell what he doesn’t need; cleaned the pool; swam for a couple of hours; treated the pool; cooked dinner; studied Gaidhlig; watched What We Do in the Shadows; played word games; texted funny nighttime stuff with mom and sister - we all love Nandor Gizmo so it was a comedy love fest; went to bed; oh and listened to educational podcasts all day while I chored.
What I didn’t do: piss in a bed pan or try to rip out a breathing tube.