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It was beastly getting just you three in.  I can't but imagine that google would rather no one visit, or that the page even exist.  I'm not sure why they haven't burned it yet.  Then again, they have tried.

I don't know if you have all joined.  But I do know, if you haven't, we will be trying to get you signed up again, in a month.  They say a month is 30 days, but it wouldn't surprise me if 30 days is the max, but it being a calendar end of the month thing.  So, if you haven't joined this blog, somehow, expect to be going through this again.  How do you join?  Good question.  Their instructions for any of this were written in Chinese, by Indians, then translated into French by Cubans, then translated into English, probably British English by a Pole, then it drifted into more familiar American vernacular by accident.  Mud.  Not even really mud, clear as moist dirt.  Thick, deep, pungent, alive, dirt, at that.  Bleh.  Oh, I can see these tech giants helping Zerocare... They and their ilk built it, and they have their own accomplishments behind them as well.  *cough*  Hiring minorities and putting them in power, at any cost, HO!  *grins*  Love my enemies to be fixed, fearless, arrogant, and stupid and weak by design.

Dreams.  I thought I heard Santa and some elves.  Seriously, I could only hear, they were working to open room for the sleigh and track to the stables... removing snow.  They had been so busy building gifts that snow removal was a last priority.  No, no, that's how it usually works, nothing unusual there.  I tried to wake up, but could only mumble to myself to wake up.  Did no good.  Turns out, they were here, shoveling my snow.  They always beat me to the punch when school is out and I am sleeping off.  I would like to have had them in for hot cocoa, or given them some to go.

I did, eventually, wake, a bit, at about 11:00.  Since I hadn't gone to bed until... 8:00-9:00... I really am surprised I woke at all.  I could not remember which life this was, though.  A studied check of my weapons stash, I always have had weapons within reach, showed me what world I was waking to this time.  I saw the katana first, but I have never owned such a sword, so I knew that wasn't it.  Yeah, I know my weapons.  next I saw the pump shotgun...  Memory became a little clearer.  Aye, but it was the 9 mm and the Kalashnikov that set the time stamp and which life.  Them's are new.  I have seen the future, but not that part of it, should I even be in it.  I'm not sure much will change, but then I never do, if change is rather rare and slow... even in these times, for all practical purposes.

Later.