Wednesday, July 29, 2026

Tonk

 W the actual F.... 

 Yep made the mistake of turning the radio on again ... the old WWII if not earlier term "Tonk" is being used again, this time around for (supposed) immigrants, actually anyone who fits the racial profile, who ICE are apprehending. For the same reason too, it's the word a billy club hitting a head makes. 

We really are re-playing the 20th century, aren't we? If this is 1926, if it were rhyming closely, we've got maybe 2-1/2 or 3 years before a catastrophic depression. 

I'd better start inventing a medical history for my older sister, starting with it just being found and mild. Keep dropping it into conversations with Ken here and there, so it becomes part of the background of things. Then she'll get much sicker in about a year, and for fear of never seeing her again, will go to visit in mid-September '27... 

I did stuff, packed stuff, ate stuff, etc., and Ken came by at his now-usual time of 11:30 at night. He'd brought a huge Carl's Jr. burger for me, and had one for himself and onion rings. Now, these burgers are massive, and I ate the patty and a bit of the lettuce, and later when Ken was gone I tossed the bun up on the roof for the birds haha. They love 'em! 

The point of this being, though, that Ken is *not* eating the kind of food he should be eating with his diabetes, and today he was really kind of staggering around in a feeble way. He said he was having trouble with balance, and that his legs have become really weak. But he's going to see the doctor soon, as he's scheduled to. 

He ate all the burger and half the onion rings (saving half for later) or maybe he'd eaten all the rings and saved half the burger, not sure. It's not the kind of food he should be eating at all, and as usual these days, he injected two full syringes of insulin (I think one is fast-acting and one is slow-acting).   

I got my check, to deposit on Friday, and he also brought a bunch more things to sort through and sell.  Good thing there was plenty of room in the dumpster that's out on Wednesday night, because I put a big box of junk in there, and put a smaller box of metal scrap type things outside the door here. 

 

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