meara, nope, he never did. I guess that's how he was able to afford a place in Marin.
I mean, I think he paid *some*, partly because it came out at some point that the church from which he'd been separated had been continuing to pay him a fairly large salary on the assumption that a good chunk of it was going to support his kids and the church got extremely pissed at him once they found out he was keeping all the chunks so he had to pay *that*, but definitely not all he's ever owed. He's also just not been very present for them.
I
also
just found out, rummaging around in Google, that his *first* job out of college was a paid position with the Reagan/Bush campaign. Which he has definitely gone to considerable lengths to keep very, very quiet about. I'd never known before, but an LGBTQ organizer tried to get him booted off the SF Interfaith Council a few years ago on the grounds that parading himself as a spiritual leader for the movement while keeping quiet about that incredibly toxic part of his history was a little shady; it doesn't appear to have worked, as he's now the executive director. Sigh.
In nicer news, Hec went out on a special trip to get me a little box of my favorite See's candy earlier today and also brought home red-and-white tulips, purple tulips and daffodils a little while ago; while he was out I Murphy's Oil'd the hallway, and between the flowers and the wooden floors everything looks and smells bright and springlike. Plans for the tail end of the afternoon include cleaning the guinea pig cage, cuddling the guinea pigs and maybe watching something trashy and true-crime-y while Hec naps and Matilda's out at a friend's house.
That sounds like a very nice evening JZ. If it should be capped by an asteroid that crashes to earth and only takes out one specific Marin condo, so much the better.
Man it is bitter cold out there! I like seeing the snow, but not being out in it when they're predicting a wind chill of -10°!
No asteroids as yet, but pig cuddles have been given and received, and Hec made sj's family comfort food recipe (pasta with fancy Italian tuna and tomatoes and olive oil and something bright and green) accompanied by a bottle of red rescued from my father's wine cellar, and we just watched the Olive Branch episode of
Schitt's Creek,
which remains just as adorably romantic as the first time we saw it.
Yikes, Matt! -10 is no good at all. I hope you and the kitties are well bundled and cozy indoors.
Frozen pipes in one bathroom this morning. Have I mentioned that I hate winter?
Seeing the snow reports coming in from Austin, New Orleans, etc is amazing!
Iris is a good gorl and mr flea looooves her (which I knew he would; this is basically his puppy, and Dillo’s too.) I’m tired because it’s been a long time since I had to think about when someone I was responsible for would need to poop.
Ugh, Dana. No good.
Iris is so freaking cute, flea.
Greetings from sunny San Antonio!
It is, in fact, really sunny, which gives me a great view of the snowy wonderland just outside my window. It's probably the coldest it's been in years - I don't remember the last time we got below 20F. CPS seems to be doing rolling blackouts of 10 minutes or so to keep the grid from failing. This is posting a lot later than I started it.
We haven't been hit by any of the rolling outages so far, thankfully. I shouldn't say that, since the space heater is pointed at the frozen pipes.
