Checklist

Runny nose — Check
Headache — Check
Fatigue — Check
Sneezing — 60%.
Sore throat — Check (minor, from drainage; progressed to major, for a few hours until ameliorative effects too hold)
Persistent cough — Check (Well, intermittently persistent *heh*)
Hoarse voice — Check (But that’s pretty normal from time ti time nowadays; progressed to full-blown laryngitis, but that’s been a lifelong likelihood with such illesses)
Chills or shivers — Check
Fever — Check
Dizziness — Check
Brain fog — Check (Or is that Olde Pharte Syndrome?)
Muscle pains — Check
Loss of smell — Nope. (Just slightly dulled)
Chest pain — Check

So, pretty much a Winter cold. Fever was pretty bad last night, but broke this AM (somewhere between 0444 and 1038 — I got back to sleep between those times, so can’t pin down the time any better).

Is it Omicron? I do not care. Apparently, I’m going to survive a Winter cold. Who knew? Been doing that for 70+ years, so there was a decent chance I’d live through it.


Oh, earaches, but again, those are pretty much normal for me with colds. Lil warm olive oil, cotton balls. Worked a charm.


One week beyond the above: I see to have mostly seen the back of this checklist, apart from muscle aches and fatigue, which are still very much hanging on, but I understand from my primary care doc that I should expect a slow recovery from those symptoms. My blood oximeter readings are not all that encouraging, falling below both my own norms and what is considered a baseline optimum of 95. Deep breathing exercises seem to ameliorate this, though.

“Dark” Matter/”Dark” Energy

In describing, in laymans’ terms, “dark” energy and “dark” matter the invisibility and undetectability of these postulates is invariably a point of discussion. Colossians 1:16-17nmay hold a couple of clues for lay consideration. . .

“For by him (Christ) were all things created, that are in heaven, and that are in earth, visible and invisible, whether they be thrones, or dominions, or principalities, or powers: all things were created by him, and for him:

“And he is before all things, and by him all things consist.”

Or, as my Wonder Woman used to say, “He is the Elmer’s G;ue of the universe” (giving Elmer’s Glue a bit too much credit for adhesive property, but still 😉 ).

Jólabókaflóðið!

As part of my own lil Jólabókaflóðið (“Christmas book flood”), I started an ebook that was supposedly 800+ pp in length. Opened it. Every line is double-spaced. Double that between paragraphs. Does NOT improve the reading experience, just fakes up a 400pp book into a supposed 800+pp. *smh* That doesn’t even count the times I caught the writer padding the word count in the first few pages. Setting aside. Not even written all that well.

Moving on. . .

Is YOUR Online Data Secure?

No. In fact, this site is not “secure” in any real sense, and some PII about me can be gleaned via various means from this site. So? NO PII online is secure. There is no such thing as personal data security online. There is only the possibility of LESS insecurity. While one can improve one’s data security, absolute security is a chimera. Knowing this is the first step to better security practices, IMO, which includes whatever controls one can put on what data one allows online to begin with.

For example, while I use a password manager for low-value sites (sites where little PII accrues, for various reasons*), I use enhanced memory techniques and memorable pass phrases derived from hobbies not noted online or in emails or other such communications) for sites with more sensitive (or accurate *heh*) PII. (And yes, I know I won’t be around forever, so such passphrases are also secured on an encrypted flash drive and stored in a safe which only two people have access to besides me. Maybe it’s just me, though. . . ) That, plus two-factor authentication, are good things to do, but do not, of course, assure any real security, because once data is online, means of compromising the site storing it proliferate beyond one’s control.

And yes, I take a lot of other steps, and STILL my data is not secure. Never will be. Neither will yours be secure, because once it’s online anywhere, it’s really beyond your control. All one can do is–hopefully–limit access as much as possible.
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*There are a lot of diverse sites on the web that interest me that also require registration I view as intrusive and unnecessary, so I obfuscate and often outright lie in registering, as well as offering throwaway email addresses (also registered with obfuscated data). *shrugs* I’m not a good mark for con artists, either. 😉 For most such places, I also invoke a foreign IP address via one of several different VPNs. TOR helps, as well.

How to Deal. . .

. . . with the loss of a loved one.

After her “sudden cardiac death” experiences, I used to wake up every night just checking to make sure my Wonder Woman was still breathing. I do so less often, now since, she has managed to live another 23 years, and thrive. This AM, I got a reminder of those “SCD” experiences and the aftermath was in my FarceBook feed (yeh, there are some folks I seem to only be able to stay in contact with that way. *shrugs*). A writer, former actual rocket scientist, whose books I have enjoyed and whose conversational abilities have lightened FarceBook, let folks know that she awoke this AM to find her husband’s body cold and lifeless beside her.

My sympathy for her loss was colored by a reawakening of those memories of nightly checks to make sure my Wonder Woman was still breathing. Those memories in no way lessen my sympathy for her circumstances. On the contrary, I feel the weight of her loss perhaps more greatly.

Processing. . .