There for a while...

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Traffic out there had died down, a lot.  When it was staying from zero to negative 26 (the coldest I measured, possibly not the coldest it got), traffic nearly came to a stop.  It has picked back up.  Almost back to spring and summer usuals.  Then again, gas prices have come down, a bit.  Not fully, and prices still want to jump from time to time.  He'll run out of the national reserve eventually.  Idiot.

There is no way to keep prices down, when you are threatening the whole industry with government interventions, obstruction, and really a war on the industry.  They simply aren't going to invest in finding or obtaining oil if the government is going to block the sale or use of it.  It isn't in their financial interest, and that is just how it works.

But, for a while, they can play the game of lower prices even while the industry is backing away from finding, obtaining, and utilizing oil leases.  And, our once allies, change sides.  Why would OPEC be on the US's side, when the US is at war with oil?  This... doesn't take genius level understanding.  Europe too.  Going to lose that fight.  A military can't run on renewables.  Nukes aren't quickly or easily available.  We will probably end up in coal, and rebuilding the oil pipelines which were canceled.  But... all behind the eightball, while Russia, China, Iran, and India move on with reality and life.  Can't help stupid.  Or, worse, evil stupid.  They might not be good, but they aren't wanting to destroy their people... or as much as the West seems to be doing.

The burger was good, so was fried.  I made food, but just wasn't all that hungry.  I did eat some.  Might have more.  But... not all that hungry, for as hungry as my eyes seem to be.  But, yes, actually... a bit more would be good.

Game is going okay.  I've learned a few tricks.  Though each game is very different.  Almost have the trophies.  There are, I think, four sets of trophies.  I have one done, and the others in the eighty to ninety percentiles, or better.  It looks like I will have to go back, restart.  But on lower settings, thankfully.  But that was almost required.  Some toons can't do some things.  Adepts shouldn't mess with hand-to-hand combat.  And, soldiers can't really cast certain skills, at all.  Limits, built in.

Yes.  Another small meal.  Then putting the burger up.  Oh, and kefir was ready.  I have three half gallons nearly full.  Took my first portion of the new stuff tonight.  To be honest?  I'm not sure there is much difference.  Paranoid, perhaps.  But... I didn't like what I was sensing, so redid it.  It is how I do, if I don't trust what is happening.

Oh, and I really need a shower.  Yes I do.  Later, or goodnight.

Close to death?  I really am.  Getting better, but... closer than most could imagine.  No worries, I still think I have decades to go.  A gift?  Or a judgment?  I'll take it as it goes, for whatever reason it is offered, required.  But, someone seems to think along those lines... remembers...  And, suggests to me, whispering in their own tongue, if in a way I understand.

So close, and yet... so far.

Decades?  We'll see.