Doctor. Could be tinnitus.

Damn – sorry!.

I ended up with a dermatologist who prescribed a steroid cream called triamcinoclone. But that was for diagnosed ectopic dermatitis.

I must say though, that diagnosis kind of covers anything that itches.

I had horrible skin problems after getting pneumonia.

Short term solution: Gold Bond makes a liquid with 2% lidocaine. It helped me get through some spikes in itchiness.

Good luck!

You really need a Vegas odds maker and and epigenetics expert to figure the over and under.

I’m 62 I’m hoping to work to 65-70 to get as much as I can before I kick the bucket.

You can start at 62 but you get twice as much if you wait until 70.

What a gamble.

It was a generally uncomfortable situation

Many years earlier, when I was about eight, I saw one of the earlier dobermans rip a friend’s scalp off.

They make me uncomfortable.

They’ve been dead for 30 and 20 years, respectively.

I’m okay. I hope you are too.

I learned to drive when I was about 16. My parents never had any food in the house, plus two extremely aggressive dobermans in the kitchen, so I couldn’t go in there anyway.

So sometimes I would sneak out right before MacDs close and eat a burger in the parking lot.

I’m a lot older now, but occasionally I still eat fast food in the darkness of the Walmart parking lot

I find it calming for some reason.

Bonus hilarity:

At Xmas in 1979 I had an Xmas tree lot with a slave driver boss – 12 to 18 hours a day. (He did partially pay me with a shopping bag full of wed.)

On night I got off around midnight and headed off to the local Mcds, order my food, and visit the restroom to take a piss – and somehow managed to drop my car keys in the piss water.

Not my favorite day ever.

Then I get home and find that they had released the dogs in the whole house and I had to yell and pound on the door to get my mother to lock them up.

FML

I’m in the U.S., and this looks really good to me. Outstanding.

JFC Poltergeist.

I saw it on a VCR in 1983, the year after it came out. I had spent the morning in a grammar exam for a Latin intensive program and then on to the funeral of a fellow speed freak.

Then I partied with some friends after the funeral until about midnight. Weed and beer. No hallucinogens.

So I told a shortcut through this sort of underpass that went under the church and saved me a block.

First thing I see is a passed out dude in a polka dot costume, just like the monster in the movie.

As if that wasn’t enough, he’s next to a shopping cart full of body parts. I’m sure it was just some . mannequin parts he got from some clothing store on Telegraph Avenue.

But some kind of warning bell went off in my head: just keep walking. The memory is still vivid many years later.

The “just keep walking” thing has kept me out of a lot of shit in life.

And yeah, I haven’t had speed in several decades .

That one got under my skin. The original was creepy, but the 1982 version made me want to run screaming into the hills.

Mother of God … I saw that in a theater in Oakland, Calf., when I lived there.

There was a scene that revealed that the female character has been impregnated by the fly.

Right at that moment, some guy in the back yelled out, “Bitch gonna have a thousand babies!”

It took about five minutes for the laughter to die down.

Tales from the Crypt when I was ten years old .

This was I think 1972. There was a scene where a dead guy came back to life in his coffin due to his wife’s third wish, for him to live forever.

Unfortunately he had been embalmed in formaldehyde and would live in agony forever .

My father was a manic depressive alcoholic who refused to take his lithium. Maybe not the best person to get popcorn with.

You might be too right.

My wife lives in another county and is only around on the weekends.

She is a huge turtle nut and has several stuffed turtle toys on the bed. I’m in finance journalism and sometimes talk to the turtles about convertible bond transactions and other boring stuff.

It helps me work through things. Probably headed for an institution in the future.

Also when print on extremely faint letters.

Over the last 10 years or so, some kinds of convenience foods have gone up a lot. Like some types of

“value meal” is over $10. That’s a bad scene if you have several people to feed.

You can beat that by cooking your own, but if you have been working a 12 hour shift that is a harsh scenario.

It just seems like people, and I’m referring to the U.S., getting food should not be such a press.

It’s kind of hard right now, because food prices have gone up so much .

But you don’t have to poison yourself

Rice would be a choice, but I got type 2 diabetes a couple years ago after having pneumonia.

What’s really bad is bread, which is annoying because it is relatively cheap.

I also live alone, and my kids are grown up and gone.

I came to feel that “It’s not worth it to cook for just one person” was a pretty lame excuse to eat frozen food and other garbage.

I’m trying to cook more stuff I can freeze or at least store for a few days.

Still pretty lazy though.

I’m over 60 and not at all represented by these old motherfuckers. It’s partly their age and partly their wealth – they can’t represent people who actually work for a living.

There are various theories of how age and term limits could limit this.

Here’s my fantasy, which is just that.

Set up an AI unit that’s been programmed to a 90 IQ level. If these assholes can’t beat it in chess three times out of five – or checkers for that matter – enjoy the rest of your life on the porch.

Just a fantasy.

Yeah. I was surprised by Tesla’s admission that they sold cars that could not navigate cross traffic.

Then again, look at who’s running the company. The world’s richest sociopath.