52/440: No Fans
May. 19th, 2026 11:27 pmA while ago I was attempting to prepare some dinner and managed to drag a plate full of food off the counter down my front and onto the floor. Some triage and cleaning followed, and a somewhat diminished meal is now simmering on the stove. I suppose I should be grateful I didn't impale my hand or other body part, or slice off a digit, as I was using a knife at the time of the unfortunate event. The plate, being Corelle, did not break on impact with the floor, and is in fact indistinguishable from other plates of that brand which have not endured such misuse. A well-made product then. Who knew?
Monday night passed without recourse to the fan again, and it is currently cool enough indoors that I suspect tonight will remain fan-free as well. My good fortune is unlikely to persist beyond tonight though, as the daily highs will be returning to the nineties starting tomorrow.
Oh, and I'll have to go out into that heat briefly Thursday, as I have ordered some items of clothing from J. C. Penney's that are to be delivered that day. There was a a BOGO sale and I am in need of new boxer shorts, and still hope to find some tank tops that don't ride up on me. I ordered on four pack of tanks and three four packs of the boxers, for which I have paid slightly over half what they usually cost and about double what I think they are worth, but that's just late stage capitalism.
If I were going to be alive two or three years from now I doubt I'd even be able to find underwear amid the general collapse, unless I took them from a dead guy's corpse. But that will be then and this is now, and Friday will be shopping day and maybe I'll get my donuts again, after a two week drought. Much more enjoyable than stripping cadavers in the blazing streets.
Monday night passed without recourse to the fan again, and it is currently cool enough indoors that I suspect tonight will remain fan-free as well. My good fortune is unlikely to persist beyond tonight though, as the daily highs will be returning to the nineties starting tomorrow.
Oh, and I'll have to go out into that heat briefly Thursday, as I have ordered some items of clothing from J. C. Penney's that are to be delivered that day. There was a a BOGO sale and I am in need of new boxer shorts, and still hope to find some tank tops that don't ride up on me. I ordered on four pack of tanks and three four packs of the boxers, for which I have paid slightly over half what they usually cost and about double what I think they are worth, but that's just late stage capitalism.
If I were going to be alive two or three years from now I doubt I'd even be able to find underwear amid the general collapse, unless I took them from a dead guy's corpse. But that will be then and this is now, and Friday will be shopping day and maybe I'll get my donuts again, after a two week drought. Much more enjoyable than stripping cadavers in the blazing streets.