Good afternoon, Stroock's Books reader(s) and shabbat shalom.
Hahahahah....ahhhhhhahahahaha! Lose fifty pounds, the doctor said. You want to go on a GLP-1 he asked? No, we replied. Okay, we said we'd think about it. Well, we thought about it, and we're still a no. That's a hard no. No to the fullest effect. No with extreme prejudice.
Even better...devotees will recall last summer's bloodwork revealed our triglycerides had dropped all the way down to 205. Get ready to laugh more because yesterday they were 692. We're eating more or less the same way we did last July.
Lose 50 pounds, what the actual ef?
As reader(s) might imagine, we're pretty fucked off about this. Times like this we wish we were Canadian so we could access their MAID service. Doctors suck.
As we write this Labor and to a lesser extent the Tories are getting wiped out in Britain's council elections. Good [claps hands] good.
And the Virginia Supreme Court has struck down the Dem's gerrymandered map. Meanwhile red states proceed with their constitutionally protected gerrymanders. FAFO, guys. FAFO.
War of the ants...we have not yet seen an ant today.
DOGE report.
Plenty of good work yesterday on World War 1990: The Managua Campaign. We've got ideas and articulation and are tweaking the Pan- American/FDN plan. We'll get a start on that interlude chapter. Should hit a milestone today.