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I get now why Raphael’s drop grants Fly.

It’s been a trip, living long enough to see a gay Black Doctor. (No doubt Disney will try to make it Harry Potter rather than allow It’s a Sin.)
I fear, however, no shot at outlasting evil cunts like Sunak and Braverman who want to ship migrants off to the actor’s home country of Rwanda.

I do keep an eye out for dogs, and this morning as I was making a right onto 166th stopped because there was one halfway into the crosswalk, no owner in sight, no collar visible. A larger one of the same breed and color, maybe its parent, stayed close to the curb next to the car and seemed to be motioning for it to return, which it finally did after the truck behind me honked. We don’t get many strays in these parts, much less partners of them (I suppose they may have been freed upon the death of their elderly master), so I wonder where they got to.

In these days of evil presidentes
Working for the clampdown
But lately one or two has fully paid their due
For working for the clampdown

Even the Doctor said Trump was inevitable (in contrast to the optimism that Superman is), but I worry about living to see a day when we as a people can look back and heaven forbid, learn why. It’ll also be interesting to try and trace—forensically, of course—where some of his nonsense originated, whether it was Q-scripted and fumbled, anyway, or the product of a media-muddled “mind.”

Used to be SoCal was a haven for those of us with a history of mosquito saliva intolerance, but seems we have the Chinese to thank again for an end to that. (Alright, globalization, climate change, whatever.) Still, for all our vaunted advances, we’re no less at their mercy: one fucker ambushed me in the car footwell this afternoon and the viral load was so overwhelming I had to stop and get out. Lucky for me I had just vacuumed the carpet so it was easy to spot and drunk on my range-exceeding blood that vengeance could be exacted, and while I’m no longer susceptible to the kind of hideous swelling I experienced until college or the kind of bubbling that might be even worse en masse, I’d like to think we’re not too far from developing dragonfly-sized drones to dogfight them.

I’m not sure what exactly kept me from playing the follow-up to one of my favorite early gaming experiences and the lead-in to an even more memorable time-sink: strict adherence to the Britannian Virtues prohibiting the Avatar from pillaging towns for loot; my feud with Henry, who had the jump on its release, pre-Apple ][c, souring any appeal, but would also become the sole fellow member of my many Loser’s Clubs with whom I’d eventually reconcile and keep in touch, for whatever the origin of our disagreement, no one else was involved so it subsided with our stubbornness; oh, and college presenting itself as anything but a time to settle down and make maps of the Stygian Underworld on graph paper.

It was a free download on the GOG service (whose annoying interface I’m betting can be circumvented) but wasn’t long before I not only realized they allowed mobs to traverse chests, ruining the prospect of recreating those safe lanes between points of interest I had in the last game, but that retracing the familiar series path of equinumerosity, however meticulously constructed, loses its nostalgic luster around the second of the eight cities, companions, shrines, dungeons, etc. Maybe a patch will make it more interesting? Grinding on headlesses in Despise certainly won’t be the same in this horrible day and age.

Rep. Chris Stewart (R-Utah) added that the information [obtained by the FBI raid on Mar-a-Lago] may have had something to do with aliens.