Culinary crimes.

I may or may not have found that women hugged me longer and smelled my hair if I used something the smelled good. I also used conditioner with my long hair and had many women running their fingers through it.

It was nice. Short hair is so much easier, though.

The sad, grey, little trees.

Carbohydrates are needed for our bodies to function, so sugar is a bit different.

This also may explain some of the cognitive stuff being so acute in the last year.

Steam deck, or a variant, is all I am doing for handhelds any more.

I won’t buy Nintendo products anymore.

The question is this: will he still be alive?

All of this was a pretense.

Weird story time: My great grandfather was obviously the source of the autism in our family line. Man could not read social subtext to save his life. He felt driven to find some sort to group to belong to that had set meetings and such. For a 5 year span, he joined, like, everyone. Elks, masons, you name it. When we were helping him clean out his house in the early 90s we found a KKK uniform. We asked about it. Apparently it was billed as a men’s group and they just had costumes made. He went along with it for a few meeting and then the extracurriculars were discussed at his last meeting. He finally got the point of it. He got out. We had his calendar book from that year(and every year from the 30s-retirement) and we saw the date where he started crossing out the KKK meeting times.

Why he kept it? It was the best work his wife had ever done.

Several years later I asked my grandfather if his dad was racist. Basically, he said that his dad had gotten in trouble for not understanding the racist, unwritten policies he was supposed to enforce and kept asking why, as there was no logic to them.

New Regan era, as they wanted.

Can I hate it all?