Rob Fahrni

Kim got me some chili made with Ghost and Reaper chilis and I decided it would be a good idea to eat it for lunch today.

HOLY COW! My eyes are watering, nose running, my tongue is actively melting in my mouth, my gums hurt, and my throat is swelling. The milk isn’t helping. 🥵

Man-oh-man is that hot.

Ms. Gracie cuddling with her toy hoard. 🥹

She’s falling asleep like that.

Another cold morning here in the Charlottesville area. 🥶

On the bright side we’re going to hit a high of 37! That’s 15 degrees warmer than yesterday’s high!

I mean, can Jeff Bezos, Tim Cook, Zuck, and whoever else gave money to Marmalade Messiah give me $1MM each, or heck, $1MM total between all of them? I’d be ok with that. I promise I would use it wisely and wouldn’t use it for corrupt reasons.

Anna Merlan • Mother Jones

As Big Tech scrambles to placate Donald Trump before he reassumes office, Meta CEO Mark Zuckerberg announced Tuesday that his company would replace their fact-checkers with user-generated Community Notes, beginning in the United States and then rolling out globally.

Now, more than ever, is time to start your own weblog. Zuck and Musk don’t own the internet. It’s open to all.

Dump Facebook, Instagram, Threads, and Space Karen’s X.

Go social on the open web with the likes of Micro.blog, Mastodon, or Bluesky.

See what I did with that title? I’m here all week.

It’s been snowing overnight and when we got up this morning Kolby was like “Oh, it’s that cold white stuff. Guess I’d better do my business so I can go back inside.” That’s just what he did. No sniffing about. Get ‘er done.

Gracie on the other hand was like “OMG! I love this stuff it’s cold and fluffy and I should lick it! Now I should lose my brain and do zoomies around the yard for the next five minutes!”

Keep in mind that Ms. Gracie is a 110 pound Great Pyrenees. She doesn’t usually move that much or that fast.

She did her zoomies, tried to coax brother into playing, then decided to take a break in the snow by lying down.

She loves it so much. 🐶

Now they’re both passed out in the floor. Busy morning.

Snow has started falling. It’s supposed to go all night. Guess we’ll see. 🥶

We’re getting prepared for a deep freeze here in Charlottesville. We’ll see if the projected 10in of snow falls on Monday or if, as often happens, it completely changes and we get rain instead of snow. 😂

It is supposed to get pretty darned frigid.

Happy New Year y’all! 🥳

Here’s hoping 2025 is really boring for all of us!

I don’t believe in making resolutions for the new year. If something needs doing, just do it.

I’m just starting to feel better after a few days fighting off a stomach bug. There’s an alarming trend with my health. When someone in my family gets sick I seem to be the only other member of the family to get sick.

Friday afternoon I started feeling uncomfortable. By Friday evening my granddaughter and I were both pretty darned sick. She was worse off than me. She stopped vomiting around 11PM and fell asleep. Poor baby was wiped out.

I puked my first and only time at 2AM (my issue has been the other end!) Last time I checked the time it was 2:45AM. I fell to sleep sometime after that.

She woke up Saturday feeling much better. I, on the other hand, slept most of the day and stayed in bed as much as my gut would allow.

The dogs woke me up Sunday morning. I was still off. I felt detached from my body. When I’d touch things they didn’t feel real. No fever, but it’s often how I feel with a fever. I managed to eat dinner. My first meal since the slice of pizza I had Friday evening before symptoms really kicked in.

Here we are, Monday morning. My gut is still gurgling and feels fragile. I did have coffee. I was hoping it wasn’t a mistake and so far, so good. No vomiting since Friday but still having issues out the other end. I’ve managed to keep down water and Gatorade just fine. Today I’m hoping some additional solids will help get me over the hump.

All of this to say I’m thinking about my mortality more than ever before. My body is breaking down and I’ve not helped myself by becoming morbidly obese — according to the doctor based on my weight. I get tired easily and my body flat out hurts most of the time. I sit on my butt way too much. I’ve become that lazy man I said I’d never become and it’s going to kill me. And still, after all that, I lack the motivation to do anything about it.

What’s wrong with me?

To be totally honest I can’t die anytime soon. I’ve predicted my own demise at 80 years old if things don’t change. I have a wife, kids, and grandkids who still depend on me. Couple that with being an idiot when it comes to financial planning and I’ve setup the perfect American nightmare scenario. Aging husband, retired wife, two kids who struggle in our economy. We are one medical disaster away from all of us living on the streets. That’s the most American thing I can think of.

One of my biggest issues is having a positive attitude about things working out. I’ve always felt like we’ll be ok and find our way through. To date, we’ve managed to just that.

I’d imagine this is a fairly average tale as folks age and realize they are indeed mortal and they did a horrible job of financial planning. Also, I believe, very American. 😂

Kim, my amazing wife, is right. I need to make big changes. I used to be active and loved going to the gym. I need to exercise more. I also need to stop abusing my body with crummy food. I love fast food. There, I admitted it. I love to eat. It’s a terrible attribute. Why couldn’t I be “addicted” to math the way I am to food? Genetics has something to do with it, I’m sure. I developed a strange attitude after almost dying at the age of 17. My attitude was: If I want it, I’m getting it. A second piece of pie? Yes, please. Yep, another brilliant strategy.

If anyone knows of a study that’s been conducted on people’s relationship with food please point me to it. I obviously have a bad one. It’s like being a crack addict or alcoholic. It’s like staying in that abusive relationship because you’re in love. I’m sorry if that comparison offends anyone. I have no other way to make my point. I have a real problem.

I know, I know, what a strange thing to share.

This is just me with a quiet morning to myself, coming off being sick, with a slightly addled brain (still feeling detached) from the ordeal. 🤪

A very Merry Christmas to those who celebrate! 🎅🏼

I feel like I’m being watched. 🤣

Ms. Gracie living her best life. 🤣

We caught Red One at our local Regal on Friday afternoon and all of us really enjoyed it. 🎅🏼

We prefer Alamo Drafthouse but their last showing was on Wednesday evening. Regal worked.

It was a great way to spend my birthday. I got my free birthday Starbucks and pizza that evening. ☕️

Just a really great day. I’m a pretty simple person. I love little things with family.

It’s also a family tradition to pick a place for dinner. I chose to wait for breakfast with everyone yesterday morning. I chose Cracker Barrel. Simple, tasty, food. 🥞

My daughter took me out for coffee this morning. Mmmmmmm, Grit.

Well, I finally made it to DFW. I’m at a local Quality Inn. Flight leaves at 5AM tomorrow so I have a 3AM wake up call and a 3:40 Uber. Ugh. 😆

Heading to Denny’s across the street. I’m hungry.

I’ve neglected Stream for far too long and I don’t know when I’ll have the gumption to get back on it. Learning AppKit has been a slow and arduous process. I really hate when I suck at something. I know, I know, doing the work will make me better but I just don’t have the energy that 20 something me had to stay up all night learning and doing.

Once of these days I’ll get it finished. It may take years to get there but I’ll get there, I hope. 🤞🏼

Of course finishing off the 1.0 of Stream for Mac would allow me to work on Rooster, which is a new codebase and 100% SwiftUI. 😄

Today marks my fifth anniversary with WillowTree! 🥳

Mediate

‘Democrats Are Realizing Woke Is Broke!’ Morning Joe Crew Reads Entire Maureen Dowd Column Slamming Identity Politics

Woke? Come on! Why not talk about the Orange Dude’s misogyny, racism, and just outright hate? That’s what people in America voted for and want. It’s more about that than the Democratic Party being “woke.”

Yes, Democrats believe in equity, inclusion, and empathy for their fellow man. Why the hell shouldn’t we all want that?

Are you flat ass saying hate is the way? No thanks. I want nothing to do with that.

I’ll be here to help black and brown people, LQBTQ+ people, and Women.

Wanting everyone to be treated the same and have the same opportunities isn’t a weakness, it’s a strength. Hate is too easy.

Get outta here with that crap.

UPDATE:

If you have a Threads account, or can see this video, go watch. This guy, whoever he is, nails it

Dad and his boys; Rob, Jerry, and Doug.

John Gruber

Given the circumstances when I went to bed Tuesday night, it was no surprise I was welling up with tears come the morning. But I’d never have expected they’d be tears of joy, with a sense of hope — however diminished — and abiding love in my heart.

This is, without a doubt, the best piece John Gruber has ever written.

Please take the time to read it. John weaves a very personal tragic moment into the tragedy of the election. I cannot get over how great it is. John really is a masterful writer. Wow.

Thank you for sharing such a beautifully written, thoughtful, and personal piece right when we all needed it, John. ✪

Jason Herbert • Historians At The Movies

Folks, the Twitter that once was is no longer. It doesn’t fit us anymore. What was once an interesting place to find news, meet people, and share in the human experience is gone, dead, and buried. And Elon Musk is holding the shovel.

It has taken the “normals” a really long time to figure out what a lot of us realized the day Space Karen cut third party access to the Twitter API.

Now if we could convince Mr. Herbert to abandon Substack because of its Nazi problem we will have accomplished something.

A bunch of really great writers have abandoned Substack in favor of Ghost and Beehiiv, you can too Mr. Herbert. 💐

I’ve always loved contrails. I captured this one after my granddaughter pointed up and said “Look Papi, a jet trail.” Made me proud. 🥹

Still blooming.