So Interesting!

Well, my phone is still saying “SOS Only” and I’ve tried everything that you would normally do to get it to go away, but it remains.

This means that at some point, early yesterday evening, while sitting at my desk in my room, I somehow managed to get out of my carrier’s range of service for the first time in twelve years…

So curious — that it happened only moments after that military helicopter flew over my house. (If you don’t follow Q, none of this will register with you!) (Oh! And the Signal app did indeed work! One of my Q-following friends was able to text me and receive my texts last night.)

But anyway.

Not only can I not chat with or call my phone service provider right now, but most of their web site — the part where you can actually interact in some meaningful way — is suddenly missing. Although, oddly, the app on my phone is still working in a very interactive way… strange, right?

And this after they just sent me a new SIM card the other day. And my iPhone, except for that pesky “not being able to call or text anyone” part, is working just perfectly. [In fact, better and faster than it had been before the new SIM card arrived.]

Well, as a last resort, I emailed their service department. Perhaps they do things the old-fashioned way, like respond to email. We’ll see.

Just so curious, right, gang?? (Plus, my carrier provides mostly to politically active senior citizens across America who vote, and it’s been around for a couple of decades. Just curiouser and curiouser.)

Hmmmm….

So. On to other topics.

My life is beautiful.

I decided this (again) last night, as I awoke suddenly — the room was dark and very hot, all the windows were wide open, and the world outside my windows was so peaceful. My incredible Lasko oscillating tower fan was doing that great thing it does at the foot of my bed (i.e., makes sleeping extremely comfortable when the room is otherwise unbelievably hot). (And it also has an ion thingy, and a remote control, and a timer… I’ve had it for 5 years now and I hope it never dies.)

I looked next to me, and there was Al (Alan), the visiting cat. Blissed out and sound asleep in the breezy path of the Lasko fan. (He and his brother, Indy, are here now until August, because their home didn’t pass the electrical re-wiring inspection and the inspector can’t go out there again until the first week of August…)

Anyway. He is such a sweet cat, and he was so blissed out, sound asleep right next me. Huckleberry and Doris were stretched out, asleep on the floor, over by my desk. (They are cats — not fruit and/or people.)

And it wasn’t raining, so the roof wasn’t leaking. And all the bills are paid for now. And for that brief shining moment, every creep, everywhere was leaving me the fuck alone…

Everything was just so calm, and so peaceful and life has mostly been everything but that for the past 3 years. So it was just so beautiful, to wake up for even a moment and discover that life was perfect — wow.

And here it is — a brand new day. We’ll see how it goes. I’m back to the job again for the next 3 days. So that always kind of puts everything in my real world on hold.

It is what it is, for now, gang. The alternative is to not be here at all and I’m not ready for that yet.

If you are following any of the insane narratives in the MSM right now, good luck with that. They are absolutely off the charts insane. My best advice is to just ignore all of it and enjoy your life. (Especially that fucking bizarre cocaine at the White House ridiculousness.) (The fake Biden is not at the White House, neither is the fake or real Hunter. They’re just trying to slam you over the head with the idea that justice in the US is corrupt and they will find a way to arrest Trump for everything.) (I’m guessing that next they’ll find cocaine at Mar-A Lago and “arrest” him again, while Hunter walks free….) (Of course, we’re also hearing that Trump was never actually even “arrested”…)

Anyway!

Enjoy your Thursday, gang!

I hope it is peaceful and quiet, wherever you are in the world. (Which means you’re probably not in France…) (Although, Peitor, my friend and business partner who lives in Nice, France, texted me a lovely photo yesterday morning, from the beach. The South of France looks way different from the other photos coming out of France…)