***** *******(Due To Copyright Issues, I Have To Leave The Title Blank) Part 2

 Hello again. After about a week away instead of the intended couple of days that I mentioned in my last entry, I have returned. Yay depression. Anyway, as I mentioned last week, I would write a little about what I call "Putin's Folly", the illegal "special military operation" invasion of Ukraine. Incredibly this war has gone on for a whole month, even more remarkable is that the Russians are losing. If you have been to my social media pages, you know where my heart lies in this war lies. Slava Ukraini! 

Vlad the Invader thought that his little operation would take nothing more than a week; he'd have Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky overthrown and replaced with a pro-Putin puppet, then he could complete his illegal annexation of Ukraine. Instead, he got himself in quite the quagmire against a resilient fighting force, as well as volunteers from other countries (including the US) who let's face it, has had it with Putin's shit. The result so far? Countless Russian losses in personnel, and equipment. In fact, there even are reports of Russian soldiers turning on their own leadership. 

Things you love to see: a dejected Vladdy P.

What will become of this conflict now? Who knows? President Biden gave a fiery speech yesterday in Poland speaking of how Putin cannot remain in power. Whether that means regime change, nobody knows exactly for certain. But the Kremlin has caught wind of his comments, so I guess we'll have to watch BBC World News for the latest. I know yesterday before Biden's speech a fuel depot in Lviv was struck by Russian rockets. Lviv is a mere 35 miles from the Polish border, so that's cutting it a little too close for comfort. God forbid what's happening doesn't wind up escalating into this:

Some loose ends to tie up. The "future girlfriend" turned out to be nothing after all. Apparently, she either didn't want, or wasn't ready for the love I wanted to give her. What a shame, too. I got her a gift too that I got for her slightly after she visited the hospital; it finally got here after about a month.:

My only question is, if she didn't feel that comfortable, why didn't she tell me??? Oh well...NEXT...

Some sad news broke yesterday, as the drummer for the Foo Fighters died last night. Taylor Hawkins died in Colombia as Foo Fighters were preparing for a concert in Bogota, and early toxicology reports don't look good at all. Nobody knows except for maybe those in the band themselves what demons Hawkins may have been battling, but either way a devastating loss for the music community.

I should be back here within the next couple of days (barring a major depressive episode) with my thoughts on the basketball tournament going on. Until then, go Heels!

CT

***** *******(Due To Copyright Issues, I Have To Leave The Title Blank) Part 1

 Hello everyone. Yes, it's been a while, couple of weeks to be exact. I would love to tell you everything in Bony Scribe World, but I'm afraid some of you would then consider this entry TLDR. So, I could do one of two things, divvy up what happened into several posts, or give you a Reader's Digest Condensed/Cliff's Notes version of what happened, and believe me, a LOT happened. By the way, do kids in school nowadays still use Cliff's Notes?

Last week wasn't all that great save one shining...wait, I can't use that phrase, one memorable moment that happened that weekend. Monday, I couldn't go out because my sisters had a doctor's appointment, and that meant I had to stay home because guess what? Your man doesn't have his own house key. 😒 On Wednesday, I made the recommendation to my sister if I could get a bicycle sometime, and you know, build some strength in my legs and give me a little bit of freedom? It was shot down almost immediately. "YoU hAvE tRoUbLe WiTh YoUr bAlAnCe AnD i DoN't WaNt YoU iN tHiS tRaFfIc." Translation: she doesn't want me to wander too far from her because I'm her "responsibility." Uh, despite the fact that I had a stroke a few years ago does NOT mean that I can live my own life. Heck, I have $30,000 saved up in the bank that you won't let me see one red penny, instead you give me $250/month. Sure, that's enough to cover my bills, but you don't want me to have a life outside of home. What are you afraid of, that I might meet someone and actually fall in love? Remember the woman I was talking to? Everything was going fine until you and my other sister just HAD to get involved. You know what, I don't want to talk about that because it's only making me upset by writing this particular portion of the story. 

Then we go to Thursday. An Aetna representative came by where we live to give us interviews about, well our overall health. In the middle of my interview with the representative, you know what sis did? She decided to take it upon herself to inject HERSELF into MY interview. Even as so much as to infer to the representative that I might have autism and ADHD and trouble focusing. Good God almighty! I may be a little socially awkward, but I have NEVER been diagnosed with anything on the spectrum, and ADHD? Give me a (dad gummed) break!! Yes, I was a gifted child, but HOLY COW, I don't have ADHD. Never got diagnosed with that either. I don't know how many times my eldest sister has to hear this, but I'M NOT A KID ANYMORE!! I don't go to Christian School anymore (thank goodness), I've gotten older, hard as it is to believe. And when you get older, you tend to forget some things. That's how life works. I know it kills you that you never had kids of your own sis, but I'm not a kid, so stop treating me like one!

Then came Friday, I did get a chance to go out and talk about what I just wrote about above as well as some personal sh*t to a bartender who works somewhat nearby, but not exactly on the bus route. I approached the bar, and wouldn't you know it, the bartender I went looking for drove off. I stayed there for nearly an hour but cut my trip short to catch the bus across the street. I then watched some basketball somewhere else before my sisters had to come and get me. No, they wouldn't let me catch a bus to my neighborhood, they just HAD to come and get me. So, I stood outside like a chump, Fred Durst, for about an hour until they finally arrived. Anything to make me look stupid. On a side note, man was it windy that day! 

FML...

Then came this week, which was rather uneventful, except for Thursday, when I got scammed out of $100 by some Facebook skeez on a fan group of a show that I was a fan of but isn't coming back until later this year on Netflix. Remember what I wrote earlier? Well, I was going to use that money for perhaps a future date, now I have to try to find a way (like the Tampa Bay Lightning, who didn't do so tonight) to recoup that money, I guess I could try to sell the one NFT I have, but it's an NFT, so it's probably useless (my cashapp is $bonyscribe by the way). Must have been the full moon, which is weird because I usually have good fortuine when a full moon occurs, but not for me today, and apparently for others I know too. Friday though was much better, and today I'm writing this, so yes, things have improved.

OH, and that bartender? Turns out she's a Trump fan. 🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩

Suffice to say there will not be a return visit to that bar. But anyway, I have a video conference with my mental health counselor this Tuesday, so hopefully I can discuss what I wrote about earlier while that takes place (as long as you-know-who doesn't listen in). As for Monday, another visit may be in order. Not saying anything more than that because I don't want to jinx it. 

Next up, my thoughts on Putin's Folly (his "special military operation"...

Until then...

CT

M.I.A.

 Hello, everyone. In case you've been wondering where your boy has been the past week and a half, well I've been here, just not active on this blog; indulge me if you will.

Remember at the beginning of the last entry where I gave the woman I was trying to speak to those roses? Well, let's just say things have been progressing splendidly. But I may have goofed up. I let my feelings towards her be known. Haven't heard from her since Saturday night, when I told her how I felt. So, what happens from here, I don't know. Would be nice to hear something back though. So, that's pretty much why I've been absent; I'm falling in love.

No, I haven't ignored what's going on in Ukraine, not by a long shot. Putin is who we thought he was, a vile, cold-hearted madman. Despite that, the Ukrainians have put up a brave fight in defense of this unwarranted invasion. A week in and the Russians have just now only captured their first city, a small port city between Odesa and illegally Russian-annexed Crimea. However, there has been lots of destruction in Kharkiv and Kiev, and it could only get worse. 

Meanwhile, last night was the State of the Union address. As divided as our Nation has been, especially over the past five years, I kind of expected Joe Biden's first SOTU as not entirely doom and gloom, but not all-Pollyanna either. Instead, he was very optimistic about our Nation's immediate future, even so much as getting a "U-S-A!!" chant in the middle of it. Yes, there were times that there was partisan yelling, including one rather disgusting display by Lauren Boebert. Not to mention her partner in crime Marjorie Taylor Greene. 

Dumb and dumber...

Instead of making fetch happen, these mean girls got nearly booed out of the House Chamber, and the SOTU continued without a hitch, although at times I wondered what President Biden was talking about. Hey, Mr. President, how about we build a wall to keep Boebert and Greene out of the Capitol Building?

Over this past week, I have a new favorite phrase. It's Russian, but it gets the point across: "Idi nakhuy." I don't have the ability to type it in Cyrillic, but it means "go (bleep) yourself. There are many people who I could use it for, including Ted Cruz, Bimbo and Greed, Alex Jones, and especially Vladimir Putin and our bum-ass governor, Ron DeSantis. 

I can't wait for his sorry ass to be voted out later this year.

Until later this week:

CT