Hermit

Wife unit managed to get a pulmonary embolism in both lungs this last weekend.  Fri-Sun in the ER/Hospital.
 
Then the day after release she develops severe back pain which is on the oh-shit! list of side effects for the medicine she just started the day before.
 
Back to the ER!
 
My daughter is getting a rough lesson in values. 
Today she announced she was happy as she went to school.  Why?  Because mom's not in the ER today.  Said in the same tone I might remark on how nice a breezy, sunny day is.

I think I'll keep this as a primer for people whose political views are black-and-white.
 
 

America- Our nature is more metal!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Australia- Here, hold some real beer for once *Rolls up sleeves*

America- Our nature is more metal!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Australia- Here, hold some real beer for once *Rolls up sleeves*

America- Our nature is more metal!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Australia- Here, hold some real beer for once *Rolls up sleeves*

Character: Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)
  "Why men throw their lives away attacking an armed Witcher...I'll never know. Something about my face?"  

Oh, umm, Jesus Christ, and Spider-Man       Yeah, that's the ticket...

Wow, Pippi and Draco were both on my shortlist! 
 
New character, Coraline! 
 

Totes! 
 

That maybe the Truth of the Day

THE "Red Death" had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so callous. Blood was her Avator and carnage her seal -- the redness and the horror of blood spilled to match her hair. There were sharp blows, and sudden breaking of bone, and then profuse bleeding at the brutal wounds, with dismemberment. The scarlet stains upon the girl and especially upon her smiling face  came from her victim, who was little more than a pest to to the god child who had long lost any sympathy for her fellow-men. And the wholesale slaughter,  the progress of her might and corruption of her soul were the price of her increasing power.

 
But the government was optimistic and dauntless and sagacious. Though Sweden was half depopulated, the officials summoned a thousand hale and well influenced friends with armed escorts of the finest sort, and with these retired to the deep seclusion of the government secure zone. It was an extensive and magnificent structure, the creation of the eccentric and yet august engineers. A strong and lofty wall girdled it in. This wall had gates stronger than iron. The officials, having entered, brought supplies aplenty to seal the gate further still. It was resolved to leave neither means of ingress or egress to the sudden impulses of a frenzied ginger cataclysm. The fortress was amply provisioned. With such precautions the officials might bid defiance to the monster. The external world and remaining army could take care of the she-beast. In the mean time it was follly to grieve or think. The government had provided all the appliances of pleasure. There were comedians, there poets, there were dancers, there were musicians, there was Beauty, there was wine. All these, and security within. Without was the "Red Death."
 
A "Red Death" by name of Pippi, and the gates would not hold against this most unwelcome guest.
 
Character: Pippi Longstocking (From the book of the same name)
 

 
 

Hermster ... the twistiness of your deviant mind has engendered soooo much admiration!

THE "Red Death" had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so callous. Blood was her Avator and carnage her seal -- the redness and the horror of blood spilled to match her hair. There were sharp blows, and sudden breaking of bone, and then profuse bleeding at the brutal wounds, with dismemberment. The scarlet stains upon the girl and especially upon her smiling face  came from her victim, who was little more than a pest to to the god child who had long lost any sympathy for her fellow-men. And the wholesale slaughter,  the progress of her might and corruption of her soul were the price of her increasing power.

 
But the government was optimistic and dauntless and sagacious. Though Sweden was half depopulated, the officials summoned a thousand hale and well influenced friends with armed escorts of the finest sort, and with these retired to the deep seclusion of the government secure zone. It was an extensive and magnificent structure, the creation of the eccentric and yet august engineers. A strong and lofty wall girdled it in. This wall had gates stronger than iron. The officials, having entered, brought supplies aplenty to seal the gate further still. It was resolved to leave neither means of ingress or egress to the sudden impulses of a frenzied ginger cataclysm. The fortress was amply provisioned. With such precautions the officials might bid defiance to the monster. The external world and remaining army could take care of the she-beast. In the mean time it was follly to grieve or think. The government had provided all the appliances of pleasure. There were comedians, there poets, there were dancers, there were musicians, there was Beauty, there was wine. All these, and security within. Without was the "Red Death."
 
A "Red Death" by name of Pippi, and the gates would not hold against this most unwelcome guest.
 
Character: Pippi Longstocking (From the book of the same name)
 

 
 

Well, that's a relief. I was worried it would have to be me that had a plot this time. Whew
*Goes back to winging it*
 
 

At first I hated this because I should have thought of her, but you have inspired me in a different direction. In fact, I may have a plot now because of this. 
 

True! Material, very, very dreadfully material I had been and am; but why would you say I am mad? My experiences had sharpened my priorities- not destroyed- not scattered them. Above all was my sense of reality acute. I knew all things to be either nonsense or the truth. I had traveled through both. How then, am I mad? Hearken, and observe how rationally, how reasonably I can tell you the whole story.
 
 
It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. Narnia? There was none! Magic, there was none. I loved the old lion. He had never wronged me. When he took my siblings he kindly let me behind. For his power I had no desire. I think it was his holiness. He had the aura unnatural, a goodness of spirituality that could not, should not exist. Whenever it fell upon me, my shame at my selfishness rose; and so, by degrees- very gradually- I made up my mind to take the life of the old lion, and thus free myself of his holiness forever and purge all such spiritual twaddle by arrow most solid. It was the 'gentle' thing to do.
-Excerpt From Susan's Diary
 
Character: Susan Pevensie (First appeared in the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe)
 

 

Totes! 
 

Totes! 
 

This whole subject is grody to the max. 👸

Character:  Fezzik
 

Part of thuh problem with our political situation currently in America is ya know, like, that us guys are torn between fear of change, fer shure real change, oh, baby and outrage at thuh status quo. Like, ya know, this creates an increasingly tense society which provides itself no outlet. Those in power only offer change in order to acquire more power, totes, but gross- most do their level best to make change never comes as they profit by thuh system that is like, ya know, currently installed. If they were you know smart, like, wow government officials would realize they must provide some real substance, oh, which would be adorbs, because a facade of it, mostly however stylish, totes merely increases thuh odds of thuh eventual backlash includin' them.
 
SO obvs.
 

Part of thuh problem with our political situation currently in America is ya know, like, that us guys are torn between fear of change, fer shure real change, oh, baby and outrage at thuh status quo. Like, ya know, this creates an increasingly tense society which provides itself no outlet. Those in power only offer change in order to acquire more power, totes, but gross- most do their level best to make change never comes as they profit by thuh system that is like, ya know, currently installed. If they were you know smart, like, wow government officials would realize they must provide some real substance, oh, which would be adorbs, because a facade of it, mostly however stylish, totes merely increases thuh odds of thuh eventual backlash includin' them.
 
SO obvs.
 

Katniss has a bow so I think this would be a positive interaction from my perspective. 

Today is the old man of the group, Frodo Baggins.