Sheltering in Place

[Drunk Monk]

So today has gone a completely different direction. 

I nibbled at KFM until I hit a wall, ended up calling Patrick for advice, and we groused and compared notes about what was going on for a long time until our conversation went to GoT, ST & SW. We're struggling to get our remote access back so we can get the website in some sort of shape post-mag-termination.

Then I had a call with that 'mover & shaker' who moved to the Cruz. He's pitching this self defense program which typically I wouldn't give much thought to but he's a political consultant and a non-profit money maker, so he may have bank for this very soon. Hard to tell if I'm being sold a load of goods but I'll be defensive. 

The qi vampire called me back during that mover&shaker call. She didn't get the message I left, just my number, so she didn't know who it was. I'll call her back later, maybe after a snack.

Been getting random messages about Karla's passing too. 

Still haven't got to my blog or KFM-file-extraction. I did manage to put a lanyard on my KFM-f-e memory stick, which proved to be rather difficult because the lanyard loop fixture was damn small - nothing would fit. I had to wire it and even that was tricky. Who the fuck makes a loop so tiny that nothing can hook into it? 

Snack now. Some chips and guac and everything will be right for a few minutes.