Hailstoned

Think I found the title: "Phase 7 APO Repression-Depression in the Age of Shriveled Weenie Expectations" Amazon review: " A gripping tale of a tragic string of faux winters that will grab you by the nape of the neck and won't let go till your long johns stick to you signaling its install time." (O.K. having fun here-- love your stuff even when only a phrase or two here and there breaks through-- plus, the ongoing amusement of "say what?" befuddlement of much of your loyal readership.)

Suffered from these for years-- though they may have been hybrid migraine/tension headaches. Have occasionally experienced auras, but not as migraine precursors. This all culminated a couple of winters ago with several trips in one week to the emergency room, they got so bad. (Though these may have possibly been complications from Lyme disease which I've had too many times, and/or covid). What brings all this up is I was finally prescribed with a common anti-depressant amytriptoline (sp). One pill a night and I haven't experienced migraine symptoms since September of 2023-- been a real positive life changer! I used to rely on sumatriptin (sp) several times a week which relieved, but headaches would return on the rebound. Now got a whole bunch unused/unneeded. I bring this all up for those searching for relief with a lot of confusing options out there. This is what's worked for me.

To me it's a rather poetic (and prophetic) way of saying that typical January winter conditions, re. snow along with the cold are "in jest," as in a promise not honored. Which is "jest" as January has turned out so far!

Rather, denial of it is due to a bad case of constipation...

But in the larger context, many of the demonstrations and riots of the day were in protest of the Vietnam War and the flavor of that permeates the song despite it being inspired by an unrelated protest (Sunset Blvd. LA?).

This poster apparently sees himself as Lord of the Wingnuts.

Takes a village.

Who's your "us?"

For a rabid response bring up climate change.

4" here in Monson, though didn't measure till this morning when it had slumped like a bent back geezer.

The "Moodus Noise" acting up. "Moodus" is a Native American word for "noise;" Moodus, CT and surroundings sit over what is apparently an active fault. My in laws have a summer cottage on a lake a couple of miles from Moodus center, and it is not unusual to hear a distant, sonic like, boom which has been an ongoing phenomenon for centuries-- on rare occasions accompanied with ground shaking like in this evening's 2.3 magnitude quake.

Yeah, but as noted, the resulting appointment of a pedophile in the cabinet among other terrible picks, shows the "cutting edge" of the masses has gotten pretty dulled.

Nice try.

Nope. Someone aimed his sharpie that way-- and look what happened.

Sedimentation is piling up here.