"How's the week treating you?"
"Like I slept with its wife."

I've had better weeks. I can't go into detail publicly about the main problem, since it's related to that part of my life that I don't write about online, but feel free to hit me up with a private message if you want to know. Let's just say that it was abruptly not a part of my life any more, ten minutes after I got back. I'm making arrangements and I should be able to recover.

The other thing that made the week a lousy one is the flu. I spent three days in and out of bed, hacking my lungs out the whole time. The fever didn't exact give me a clear frame of mind for dealing with the other problem. I'm recovering now, just as Kelly has come down with it. I know that it's caused by germs and that being outside unprotected doesn't actually have anything to do with it, but I can't help but think back to that early morning at GooCon when I was the only one awake and decided to play Polar Bear Club in the chilly pool by myself. I guess there's a tendency to find any kind of way to blame yourself for things that go wrong, when sometimes life just plain screws you over. I'll be ok.


Logical Operator

The creator of Funeratic, Scott Hardie, blogs about running this site, losing weight, and other passions including his wife Kelly, his friends, movies, gaming, and Florida. Read more »

Mars Needs Kitties

Thanks to Lori for sending me this: That gets me thinking: Do you think if people hadn't had the idea for crop circles until a decade later that the fad would have even happened? In this decade we have the tools on personal computers to fake images like this with photo-perfect results, and hoaxers could just distribute photos with the click of a mouse. Photos have been doctored for decades, of course, but now your grandma can do it, you know? Go »

Not-So-Confidential to My Gaming Group

I started writing this out in an email reply to John Gunter, but I guess it should be shared. I miss gaming with you guys, but I'm on the fence about continuing. I like each of you guys a great deal, but when we're together I just don't feel the click of a connection like I used to. Go »

Open Letter to the Couple in Post-Op Bay 18 at Lee Memorial

I had a minor surgical procedure yesterday morning. As I laid in post-op for an hour, I could not sleep due to the middle-aged couple in the next bay who were watching and loudly discussing the news. Here are some things that I would like for them to know: - The Uvalde massacre was not faked by Democrats to take people's guns away. Go »

Year of Disney

Kelly's been suggesting for a long time that we invest in annual passes to Disney World, since we live two hours' drive away. I finally wised up and listened to her, as some number-crunching showed that we would only need to spend three days there for the passes to pay for themselves. We placed the order and called it a Christmas gift to each other. Go »

Intruder Alert

At 5:30am I was awakened by the doorbell and the sound of someone fumbling with my door. Through the peephole, I watched a young man desperately trying to pick the deadbolt. After a couple of minutes, he gave up and stumbled off towards the other apartments. Go »

Scott's Car is Dead; Long Live Scott's Van

The blue Dodge Caliber that I bought years ago has lasted through a lot. It may have suffered a flat tire at one GooCon and a window that wouldn't close at another, but the only major and long-lasting problem with it was a leaky roof. Unfortunately, I live in Florida, where half of the year sees brief but frequent thunderstorms. Go »