26 letters.
26 days until Christmas.
26 of you won’t make it.

Respects, as always, to the late, great Mr. Gorey.

Merry Christmas, Oppo!

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A to today is here.

...and I thought I would share.

This has been an incredibly stressful couple of months at work. A lot of difficult stuff going down. And yesterday was not a high point. I spent almost no time at all doing science and lots doing paperwork, compliance, and accounting.

Today started with me giving a test for my biomed class, so not my students' best idea of a fun hump day either. But one gal just came to my office to look at her test. Her face was stained from all the crying she had been doing. She has, shall we say, not been doing well in the course. At all. And, she expected nothing but bad news.

I got to show her the B she just earned, and she was through the moon. We spent a half hour looking over her exam, mostly as a well earned victory lap. She was giddy and gave me the biggest hug. She said I made her day, and that made mine.

This is why I teach.

F-88 concept car for your time.

26 letters.
26 days until Christmas.
26 of you won’t make it.

As usual, apologies to Mr. Gorey.

Archived Tinies here.

@AkioOhtori

@BicycleBuck

@CaptDale-is-secretly-British

@Distraxi

@EngineerWithTools.

@FTTOHG

@gettingoldercarguy

@haveacarortwoorthree

@ItalianJobR53

@Just-Jeepin

@krustywantout

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@monkeepuzzle

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@Old-Busted-Hotness

@Poor_sh

@Qaaaaa

@ranwhenparked

@Shop-Teacher

@t0ast

@Urambo-Tauro

@VincentMalamute

@Wrong-Wheel-Drive

@xsnowpig

@your-boy-bjr

@Zaphod-s-Heart-of-Gold

@Stef-Schrader

A to today is here.

@beefchips

A to today is here

Thumbnail photo: my mom, dad, and me at my wedding in 1998. Mom passed in 2019 at the end of her battle with metastatic breast cancer. Dad was never the same after.

I’ve been in Indy over the last three and a half weeks helping my dad with his battle against Covid. We got him home, and he was getting better, but then complications made it worse and it was back to the hospital. Then, we went home again, but things turned south again. Saturday morning, we lost the battle. He coded, and they couldn’t bring him back.

I don’t really want to eulogize him here, though I may tell some of his stories later. He had some pretty jalop ones too, like the ‘47 Nash he bought for $50 and engine-swapped to get his first running car, and the time he got to aileron roll a Super Sabre.

Here is a goofy selfie we took two weeks ago after he got home from the hospital the first time. He was feeling pretty good but looking rough and wanted me to give him a hair cut. This is after the cut but before he shaved, thus documenting the closest he ever got to an actual beard. He said he was starting to look too much like me. The sun glasses were some cheap things from the 70s my mom left in the closet.

Goodbye, Dad. The world without you is already less than it was.

A to today is here.

Lift a glass of whatever you have handy and join me in a toast to my father. He would have been 84 today.

Miss you, Dad.

Two weeks ago, my dad collapsed in my sister’s arms. Covid. Despite having been vaccinated. He spent some nights in the hospital and was released. Needless to say, I took the first one way ticket to Indy and have been here ever since.

Dad seemed to get better at first but then started to have heart problems. He was refusing to go to the hospital (doctors make the worst patients and he is one of the best doctors, so…). He’s 83, and we have been seriously distraught thinking he could crash at any time (last night we had the defibrillator ready because he was in a-fib). Just this afternoon, he agreed to go to the hospital. We are seriously relieved, and that’s where I am going right now. So this is a happy post in a sense.

I miss my girls, and my job is on hold, but things are looking up. Post anything you like. Thanks for reading.

@MUSASHI66
I can't be bothered. I don't know if I've had dry aged, but I'm not big on rot smells either, so I'm leaning "no".

@ttyymmnn
Oh my. It's not the front that shall be falling off in this case.

@Just-Jeepin said in Stupid Is As Stupid Does:

I don’t know where to begin, so I guess I shall simply singal my surrender.

It would be even better if one of his tail lights is out.

@Roadkilled

Thank you.

@Qaaaaa
I see your problem.

@HammerheadFistpunch
I might have said, "This is the Whey", but that wouldn't be accurate.

@RamblinRover
I was not aware.

@CB
Your car looks angry.
Grrrrr.

@Manwich
I paid about that to fill up my K900 this week. With my mileage, thank goodness my gas prices are lower than yours.

@svend
That ought to give you sweet dreams. Gnite.