Things You Probably Don't Need to Know About Me

And a few other things I have to get off my chest

Marie-Jeanne Buzeau reclining on a day bed, 1743 François Boucher Public Domain Wikimedia Commons

Hello, Friend,

Welcome to Things You Probably Don’t Need to Know About Me. This is the moment to decide if you prefer to exit the ride or buckle up, Buttercup.

I’ll wait here.

My Right Foot

Bones of the Foot, 1691 University of Liverpool via WikiMedia Commons Creative Commons 2.0 Generic

Yesterday whilst forcing myself to rest my ‘yes it’s still not healed, damn it’ neck again I discovered a weird thing in my (right) foot.

What weird thing in your foot, Madge?

Oh! Thanks for asking!

There is a hard large-ish lump lurking under my metatarsal pad extending from the long bone of the toe next to my pinky toe in my right foot. Is that the ring toe? Perhaps more bone spurs are joining the party? With as much dairy as I consume, I feel I should not have bone growth issues. Dr. Google agrees with me. My neck and right foot beg to differ. Mr. Potter was thrilled when I asked him to ‘feel this weird thing in my foot’ this morning.

These are the sort of fun filled adventures we enjoy around these parts.

He agreed that it’s weird, so it’s not just me.

I don’t have the bandwidth to contemplate this too much, but I will address it in the near future. I’ve got to get this neck thing wrangled first.

OMG, is she STILL talking about her neck?

Yes. Yes I am.

Be thankful I haven’t regaled you with the other mondo bizarro body things I navigate on a daily basis.

And now for Other News That Should Have Been the Lead.

Meet Kismet!

Meet Kismet, a.k.a. Little Dog, Smol Dog, Kizz-Kizz, Kizzle Mizzle, Kizzy! Kismet is (we think) a one-ish year old female Cavapoo. We’ve officially adopted her into the Potter Pack. Her sweet and spunky little personality is emerging from the considerable stress of being lost in the woods, rescued roadside, deburred, de-ticked, and spayed. She tested positive for Lyme and anaplasmosis, so we’re treating for those. She’s fixed, chipped, vaxxed, and registered, and now she’s learning how to be a house dog. It’s pure joy watching a puppy mill refugee embrace their new life

Yay for dogs!

Finally in Opinions Nobody Asked for but I’m Sharing Anyway.

ZaSu Pitts in Greed, 1924 Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer Public Domain Wikimedia Commons

How I Really Feel

I’d just like to state for the record that this Neo-Gilded Age sucks butts. Even the Robber Barons seem miserable. Who needs three times removed from reality, hardly anyone bothered to follow the theme Wannabe Lex “Pee in a Bottle and Keep Working” Luthor financed costume balls or ginormous ineptly designed billion dollar taxpayer financed (I guess the billionaires changed their minds) ballrooms (that are really military bunkers) when people can’t afford to see a doctor or pay their rent or buy food or fill their gas tanks? Who needs unfettered insider trading masquerading as war? Who needs masked thugs kidnapping and disappearing fellow citizens? Who needs a government run by people so unpopular they have to disenfranchise entire voting groups to ‘win’ elections? Who needs tacky marble bathrooms and boring concrete patios and hideous gold spraypainted gee-gaws stuck on every open surface? Who needs vanity rockets and massive yachts and resource gobbling data centers pumping out AI Slop and dangerous drivel from hallucinating Chatbots? Who needs a covert global surveillance state built on stolen data by the (probable) always deflecting anti-Christ?

I’ll tell you who!

NO ONE.

No one needs any of this. Especially no one who made most of their billions draining the government teat, including the grifter ‘in charge’ of this clown show.

It’s all so “Let Them Eat One Chicken, One Broccoli, and One Tortilla…and One Other Thing.”

And that’s all I have to say about that.

Today.

I’m off to rest my neck, my neck, my stupid freaking neck.

Before I go…let’s take a quick trip to Vermont, just for fun:

Lovely Before the Flood

Being Green

I mean, if you want to share it you can, but I’m not sure how other people will feel about it.

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