The denture powder kinda works. It holds the top plate in place for a good 6-8 hours, but eventually loses cohesion, and requires more powder. Which means I should carry it with me, or pre-dust before going out for dinner. Yep, I’m that vain. Can’t stand the idea of a denture slip as I’m politely,…

That came into my head. 5 minutes ago. I was fucking narrating myself like I was the subject of a documentary. Only they couldn’t afford Morgan Freeman for voice overs. Andrew “Dice” Clay did it for fifty bucks and a pack of smokes. How much is a pack of smokes, anyway? I haven’t bought any…

I’ve reached the age where I have More Than Enough UnderwearTM. If one gets a hole in the seat, into the trash it goes. Haven’t done laundry in weeks? You’re good a few more days. What I seem to never have enough of. Is socks. I have plenty of dress socks. I had to downsize…

We do paper ballots, still. Marked with a pencil. How twentieth century. I want a QR code that is built specifically to your profile. You scan it, the list of candidates pops up and you click on your choice. (I was gonna say your favourite, but let’s face it, no one really likes politicians.) Hey…

Okay. So. We are implementing some great ideas to save money. As most families do. And Marlo has a terrific suggestion of how we can cut our grocery bill by ordering less from Instacart (solely because it’s easy) and actually walking the aisles in a store and buy the pantry stuff and cheese while looking…

All I can say is that my life is pretty plainI like watching the puddles gather rainAnd all I can doIs just pour some tea for twoAnd speak my point of viewBut it’s not saneIt’s not sane No Rain, Blind Melon For reasons, Marlo and I have the condo to ourselves tonight. So. Good night,…

Even through the darkest phaseBe it thick or thinAlways someone marches braveHere beneath my skin And constant cravingHas always been Constant Craving, k.d. lang What’s the difference between ‘want’ and ‘need’? Aside from the obvious. I want to go to the beach. I need oxygen to survive. I’ve got a craving. We all have them.…

Last night’s post suggested that my drinking problem started with the Incident in HamiltonTM. No, my father and his parents were alcoholics. I never met my grandmother; she died before I was born. So the genes had definitely been passed down. And beer tasted good. Whisky burned just fine. I never could get into wine.…

Doc Sugarman recommended a Poligrip powder for my top plate. Finally got it yesterday. Tried it today. The plate stayed in, through breakfast and lunch, right into the middle of dinner. When it dislodged. So yeah. If I’m ever gonna eat in public. I’ll have to work on that. Can’t believe how self-conscious I am…

I still haven’t started my lithium. Because I need to get a blood requisition form, or so I tell myself. Have tried to get one through my GP. But I need to get my psych to connect with her. I dunno. Things are spinning pretty fast, even though I’ve been standing still. Earlier today I…