I Like Coffee. So What?

*shrugs* I’m not exactly a coffee purist. Oh, I like a nice strong cuppa joe all by its lonesome, but I also like the texture (the “mouth” as it were) that heavy cream adds, and sometimes, after seriously frothing up that cream in my coffee (with a wee battery-powered immersion blender), even a touch of vanilla, or a sprinkle of cinnamon, or a bit of ghost pepper along with a scant teaspoon of cocoa powder. But mostly, it’s the texture of added heavy cream that I like to add.

Coffee “creamer”? Oh, please. That stuff–all brands, powder and liquid–is just ghastly. *sipping through the froth of my third mug (two of them nicely “creamed”)* Ah! Already looking forward to another cup as reward for progress on chores selected for today (this mug’s a bit of reward for progress already made).

Petty Gripes

Trimmed my beard to be what is now called a “circle beard” (a term unknown to this 50-year beard wearer until recently) to better accommodate proper fitment of a respirator*. #gagamaggot Means shaving daily, a task I abhor.

Oh, well. At least what remains of my beard easily accommodates my “scary mask,” now. *heh* (That’s the name given to one of my respirator frames by my Wonder Woman.)

(Yes, the pic was converted to grayscale and deliberately blurred. So? *heh*)

Not Bad; Could Be Better

Resting pulse ~50-55bpm. One hour of machete, weed-whacking, etc., in 95°F heat, coupled with raking, tossing limbs and brush:

148bpm. Target:

Age

Target HR Zone according to the American Heart Association:

70 years Average: 75-128 bpm Maximum Heart Rate (nominal 100%) 150 bpm

Recovery? *meh* After 10 minutes, 118bpm. After 15 minutes, 93bpm. Could be better on recovery. (Note: my lil oximeter measures a slightly different bpm for pulse, but 96-98 on blood oxygenation, so that’s good news.)

A wee tad too pooped right now to continue working outside, so let’s just see how long it takes to settle back down to my (now “new normal” *heh*) resting heart rate.

Holes and Gaps, Lacks and Losses. . .

Have a new fun lil “fitness-n-health” tracker (to replace one that no longer holds a charge well). Missing some features (notably a BP monitor), but has others the old one did not, like sleep monitoring, but. . . methinks the sleep monitoring is flawed, because it recorded three hours’ “sleep” last night while I was awake, doing chores, etc. I think it checks bpm on pulse, ad if one is relaxed enough, it just counts that as sleep, cos my pulse last night averaged 52bpm. (It’s all the way up to 56bpm, right now, with blood oxygenation @~95, according to my handy-dandy lil oximeter.)

It’d be nice if the old one weren’t sealed so well, and I could replace the battery, so I could have BP monitoring, but this new one is nice enough, and the phone app for the new one is MUCH better than the app for the old one. *shrugs*

Circumventing the Constitution is Child’s Play

Example: Article 1 Sections 9/10 include the statements, “No title of nobility shall be granted by the United States. . . ” and “No state shall. . . grant any title of nobility.”

Of course, there is an easy *wink-wink-nudge-nudge* workaround for this. The privileges, exemptions, and immunities associated with “titles of nobility” are all granted certain classes of persons now, while avoiding actual titles associated with “nobility” and substituting other titles, such as Congressman, police officer, prosecutor, judge, drivers license clerks, etc., etc., ad nauseum. See? no “titles of nobility” granted, just all the powers and privileges thereof.

Because, as we all know, some animals are more equal than others.

#gagamaggot