Tried something new

So with our relocation to the Atlanta area and staying with a good friend I had the opportunity to try whiskey for the first time.

And I gotta say – Not bad at all. Goes in with a little burn then mellows and gets you drunk off your ass with little effort. I like that kind of alcohol.


Looking up info on diabetes drugs

So someone was diagnosed with Diabetes. It’s being managed with drugs versus insulin. The drug in question is Metformin.

Now I looked up info on it – here are the things I’ve learned about it.

I’d known that proteins get converted to glucose and apparently it’s the liver that does that. What Metformin does is stop the livers ability to produce glucose.

There is some research that Metformin is sort of an anti-aging treatment. Someone says their skin is what it was 25 years ago. Hmm.

Now the other thing – metabolism. I remember in my days of working retail in a Pharmacy I did learn that drugs either get metabolized by the liver or the kidneys. Metformin is metabolized by the kidneys.

Now more – I tested someones blood sugar an hour or so after eating. It returned 94. Then the scientist in me said lets run my number. Even thought he manual for the meter says only one person should use I sterilize the lancet, use a new strip etc. So what’s wrong with that? Plus I recall the doctors office she used a meter to test and he’s not the only one whose blood was analyzed by that machine. Anyhow mine came out at 97.

So I proposed that someone go off the Metformin for a day or two and see what the numbers were there. Normal as all hell that’s where.

I note the Walgreens that was near us – they had an A1C test kit. I might pick one up and do the A1C test on someone myself.

Goodbye Rhode Island and hello Georgia

Getting out of Rhode Island was an interesting adventure. First it was the $125 for the cat to fly with us. A very good and old friend of mine provided there. Then it was luggage – I despise the way airlines are raping the consumer. They agreed to waive the baggage fee but then the bag we checked was too heavy. A bit of scrambling and I got the bag weight to be 8 tenths of one pound under the alleged limit of 52 pounds.

Then because we missed our 6:25PM flight because of the bag weight. They gave us a voucher to pay for a hotel. We get to the hotel only to be told by the clerk there was a $100 pet fee. So we camped in the main room. Until the night clerk came in and said “We don’t take cats”. Now shit like this makes us both a little crazy. Conflicting information isn’t a fun thing.

Anyhow we’re in Lithonia, GA – the unincorporated part. First two things I note it’s VERY quiet around here. I mean no sound of fans running, police and fire sirens all the time and just generally a bedroom community. I kind of like that aspect.

The other thing – it’s definitely the south. Around here the nearest market is 15 miles out. The Trader Joe’s is 31 miles away. Gonna have to buy a car – I want used first. Then maybe look at something new. I do like the Toyota vehicles.

Now we went to this indoor farmers market a distance from here. I was like a kid in a candy store. I mean just the deli section alone¬† has several different varieties of Italian favorites like salamis, pastrami etc. We got a few just to see the difference with the pre-packaged varieties we used to get in the northeast compare. The result the most exquisite flavors I’ve ever tasted. It’s like my taste buds were numbed from all the salt in the pre-pack deli stuff.

The farmers market also had a wide variety of inexpensive spices, flours et al. I can tell this will be one of my favorite places. It’s run by Ethiopian people and I gotta say it, they’re awesome too.

There’s all sorts of stuff I have to explore. Our friend took us to places she’s lived in the area and she’d refer to them as being in the hood. Now her definition and mine are a bit divergent. My version of hood is housing projects and the like. Hers is the fact the majority of homeowners are African American and or Black. She herself is black. And she is a very old and dear friend of mine. I’ve known her for 18 years – since we worked together at the Rhode Island Attorney General’s office.¬† We have a storied history when we there. Mostly concerning an older white woman in my unit there. She saw herself as assistant director, I didn’t see her as that. One funny story, they gave her the directors position and quickly found out why I didn’t consider her director material. But the friend we’re staying with I saw her as someday being in a similar position.

We also got to meet her newish boyfriend. He seems like a pretty good and cool guy. I wish the two of them well. He wants to break into the open source community. One thing about me I will expound on the subject to infinitude. The friend whose home we’re staying at, she tells a story about me. When I’m passionate about something I’ll teach it even if people don’t want it. But my friend says she remembers thing I taught her back then that are relevant in her career now.

As I tell anyone who asks me, I don’t give a rats ass what color you happen to be. Black, brown, pink, white, yellow, tan whatever. I tell them first that I find the spectrum of human color to be beautiful and that whatever race or color if you treat me with respect it goes both ways and I’ll respect you too. It’s treated me well in life thus far. And I will see the benefits. As I’ve said in the past I welcome open curiosity about me, and expect they’ll see the same themselves.

Another Gripe

So we were supposed to fly out on Delta airlines. Issue was our cat Angie. Our friend paid the $125 for her passage but the boy at the counter couldn’t figure out how to do a third party pay on Delta’s systems.

Got the supervisor to admit it could in fact be done and so it was, successfully I might add with no zip code or ccv to enter. Imagine that.


Then there’s Holiday Inn Express in Warwick, RI. One person at the counter said and I quote it’s a $100 pet deposit for having a cat in a room whilst another said cats aren’t generally allowed.

And we were supposed to fly out at 6:25PM only to miss our flight because of the arguments over 3rd party pay. Next one was a 6:00AM the next day – so we went back to the airport and slept there.

So heap your scorn on Delta Airlines and Holiday Inn Express. They really deserve a heavy ration of shit for this.

Happy Winter Solstice

From here in rainy Providence RI where the thermometer is at 58F or 14.4C for you metric people out there.

Rainy to the point where my phone keeps getting warnings about flooding. This does not bode well for having a snowy winter. And besides the point, we’ll be in Atlanta before the New Year celebration so we’ll miss any heavy snow fall. I am told by several folks that the Atlanta area does get ice storms and that said storms shut everything down for a few days. I can deal with that. In fact right now it’s warmer here than in Lithonia, GA right now. Of course once the rain is gone we go back to the 30’s temp wise. Maybe.

Getting out of the northeast U.S. for good

As life is wont, I had to withdraw funds from a cryptocurrency site. They definitely obfuscate the ability that’s for sure.

Anyhow I had a good chunk of Ripple currency. So I wanted to convert it to USD and withdraw it.

What an oddesey. First you have to sell the currency to convert it into USD. Then go through withdrawal, enter all your bank information and click withdraw.

Part of the reason I needed the money – we’re relocating. After over a half century in the Providence/Boston area I’ve decided I’ve had enough of brutally cold weather, getting three feet of snow in one event dumped on us, etc. Plus the assholes in the area really irk me.

One of the thing about me, I love a calm, reasoned conflict. I give the example of my current outgoing state senator. I recall one hearing over granting marriage equality in RI I said to him – can you honestly tell me you have no LGBT people in your family and friends who you are harming with your refusal to grant these rights? I got a nod from him then and there. I think he saw the the error of his opposition. And to this day he respects me.

Then there’s this here site plus facebook et al where I’ve so gotten under the skin of politicians that they’ve called me up to talk about it. I love that. I think part of it is be king maker not king. But I’m tired of swimming in the little incestuous pool of a small state and city. Think about it, our legislature is 75 people. That’s the STATE legislature.

The city council in say NYC is bigger.

But where are we going? Two friends of ours relocated to the Atlanta area. And they rave about it. Even talking to a gentleman on amateur radio mentioned his son is going to school in Atlanta and loves it there. Plus most of both our friends have left the state of Rhode Island for greener pasture. I think it’s high time I did the same. I’ll miss the people of the Providence Emergency Management Agency, and Providence Democratic Socialists but I have to move on.

Plus I did something – I put Atlanta on my linkedin jobs profile. I have been aggressively headhunted by just doing that.

Add to that – no excise tax on motor vehicles, and tax rates on property are low in comparison to what we have in the northeast. And foolishness of standing at the RI DMV for a few hours to renew a licence or car registration – where in Georgia you can go into a supermaker, and electronic kiosk is there where you enter your registration number, swipe your credit/debit card and it spits out renewal stickers for the car. The only similarity is car inspection – it’s mainly emissions check and nothing more both in RI and GA now.

So long Rhode Island and all the folks I’ve known here. And goodbye to my cousins that are still in the state and nearby Connecticut. The time has come, as I said, I have a fair bit of southern Italian ancestry in my blood and it demands go south old man, go south. So I’m going. Farewell Rhode Island.

Decembers Cheery Post

Ut si – Latin for As If!

So I’ve had issues with a slight scoliosis in my spine. It’s latest manifestation is my right leg on occasion just completely gives out. As I result I’ve received a number of contusions and bruises. The latest though I face planted – resulting in breaking off 1/4 of my front incisor. I gotta wonder how they’ll be able to fix that one. Not much to anchor a repair to be honest. Maybe glass-ionomer but again it’s an incisor, and they take a fair amount of abuse.

Someone says go see a doctor/pc – I say that:

a) Muscle relaxants are almost all benzos. They work when my leg and back muscles spasm but won’t help with the leg going out from under me. In fact I’ve been on them prior to the latest.
b) I’m not too keen on surgery for the scoliosis. I suspect too that it’s congenital because dear old dad had serious back problems too, as in slipped discs etc. It finally ended with them fusing his spine. That didn’t work so well. Plus I don’t want to be laid up for weeks whilst it heals.
c) Maybe a little physical therapy would be warranted.

Now all this started because when we were getting someones eyes examined in Boston they had a screen up and it ran an advertisement for back surgery. Scoliosis was one of the conditions mentioned and they showed one guy with just a band-aid on it. Now I’m one skeptical of advertisement. I know what they’re trying to do .

Part of the problem is I do not trust medical pros beyond the ability to patch things. For example a decade or so ago I had severe vertigo, nausea, etc. Found that anti-inflammatory alleviated the symptoms. But visited a doctor then an Ear, Nose and Throat place. Blood tests, MRI scans, auditory tests, etc. The end result was what I found out was a catch all syndrome that met some of the symptoms. The underlying cause however was not apparent.

A visit to an allergist I’d had a long history with solved it. He looked in my ears and said “Your eardrums are retracting. It’s due to the ear infections you had as a child.” I was dumbfounded, all the tech and just knowing the history solved it. So I’m not very trusting of the medical profession.

Another was where an NPC thought 68 inches was 5 foot 6 on someone. I pointed out 12×5=60 and the reminder of that is 8 inches. At least she had the grace to accept she was wrong.