I have to admit, using a cane has vastly improved strangers' behavior around me. That and the metal coffin purse.

Speaking of purses, I'm mildly annoyed that you can only take a small clear purse to stadium events these days. Blah blah blah safety, I get it, but they're an aesthetic crime.

I've thought about starting to use a cane - my knees are getting worse and my balance is pretty bad.

Yeah, it's the balance thing, for me. I'm still learning to use mine. I've used one for injuries now and then, in my right hand. But the PT people insist I need to use it in my left, and that takes a lot of practice, a bit of samurai staff moves, some windmilling--oh, sorry, didn't see you there. It doesn't make me walk faster but I am less potentially unsteady on my feet.

Also, if it matters to you, get a pretty one, it's an accessory, like jewelry.

Today's my day off but I just had 3 separate work calls, including a meeting with my boss and 10 other people. Joy. At least I got to the gym earlier?

There's a thing that I know about that is going to make local news and people are going to be very worked up, possibly including congressional pressure, and I'm so glad that I have only a tangential involvement with it. What I do have is the institutional memory, oy. SF-istas, you will probably know it when it hits. You'll be like, "Oh that is what Consuela was talking about!" It'll be a few weeks, I think...

I seem to be fully recovered from covid, except I really didn't exercise for the last 3 weeks. And the weather is not conducive to a nice stressful hike in the woods today. So instead I had a fried egg on avocado toast and piece of leftover cake for lunch. And I think I will sit on the couch and watch some mountain films.

'Suela, as one of the supports for a mutual friend who dealt with what may be a similar situation, I am sorry and I hope you have some good pillows to scream into.

We just had hundreds of cars driving up A1A beeping horns, flying flags, yelling through bullhorns, playing music, and so forth protesting the mess in Gaza.

right on. Good for them.

Thanks Beverly, I used to have the energy and balance to go after the rude peoples ankles but these days I’m mostly just trying to avoid having my crutches taken out from under me and falling hard. Between people, wet floors, and icy sidewalks I feel like I always have to be at code red and it is exhausting.

SF-istas, you will probably know it when it hits.

I'm intrigued, but my work org has been making more than just the local news and I'm feeling some kind of way about it, so you have my sympathies.