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Saturday night I forgot to call 9-1-1 but my brother in law figured it out then told me

Increasingly severe Broca's Aphasia in my writing since Sunday morning. By 11:00 AM could not write intelligibly. That same Broca's was in my speech starting noon today, grew in severity then subsided just now.

In early 2011 I was completely unable to remember the name of the lover I had during the summer of 2010. She and I weee very close but I would never had a clue until my mother told me

Since 2014 I've been able to remember what happened since happened yet have never had a clue as to _when_.

This morning I made a truly awesome sandwich for lunch then when I got to work totally forgot about it. Remembered it when I got home but was stymied by why it was not in my bag

Left _all_ of my medicine as well as my wallet at work when I left mudafternoon today. This was the very first time I've ever forgotten my wallet.

If I can _only_ compose poetry when I'm Manic, surely there is a poet within me somewhere, struggling to come out.

I've found that it helps to just pull the first line out of my ass, with the rhyme and meter either determined by the next line or the line after my ass.

This evening I really _did_ compose a poem whose first line was "In the deep of the knight". Do yer worst; I'll post my own poem tomorrow evening. And-a One! And-A Two! And-A...

Previously: 4 Gallon Kimchi Ferment

I took it out on the 26th, so about 15 days of fermentation.

This version of the recipe had just 25% of the crushed red pepper I normally use. The resulting taste was much milder, but still satisfying, and still tasted like kimchi rather than sauerkraut or something. You get a more noticeable ginger taste this way.

The biggest disappointment may have been the radishes. By becoming soggy, they lost the crisp crunchiness they had at the start. This should have been obvious but I wasn't thinking about it. They became less spicy, which may be a plus for some. There have been kimchis made primarily of radishes for centuries, so it's not coming out of left field as an ingredient. I cut my red (Cherry Belle?) radishes into thin circular slices rather than cube chunks as seen in the linked recipe.

Rather than the 4 gallons I was expecting, I made just over 3 gallons, filling about 12.5-13 quart jars. I used a slotted spoon to get the veggies in the jars, and then put each jar in the sink so I could pour liquid from the bucket into it. Some minor gas buildup was already evident when I sealed and opened some of the jars. I'd like for it to develop that tangy carbonation I got in the old storebought kimchi, so some of these will be sitting around in the fridge for a long while.

I didn't see any signs of bubbling in the airlock, maybe because the bucket was only just over half full, or because the lactobacillus fermentation process is much slower than say, yeast + beer. I think the airlock may have helped in getting a consistent flavor with less "funk". It also prevented the smell from escaping into the room, until I opened the bucket.

I didn't write down the cost of materials but it was probably in the neighborhood of $15, or $30 counting reusable supplies, to make the equivalent of maybe $150-300 worth of kimchi. It should be able to stay good in the fridge for up to 6 months, possibly longer. I'll agree with the AC that says it's a waste of time to make bread. You are competing with impeccably baked artisan loaves in the $1-3 range (less for clearance bread). Kimchi or sauerkraut? You can easily beat it on price. Time spent making it isn't too bad (worse for kimchi than sauerkraut since I had to cut up a lot of stuff and soaked cabbage for a while). Simplify the steps for saeurkraut and you can start some in under half an hour. And you can put it on your meat and potatoes.

If any of you decided to make some, or buy some, I'd like to hear how it turned out.

The good news is that around one this morning I composed the following poem; I haven't come up with a title yet:

Some smoke weed,
Some drink rum,
Some shoot dope,
Some chew gum.

Some men fight,
Some men run,
Some men fear,
Some have fun.

What do _I_ do?
Wish I knew.
For if I did,
It would get done.

The Bad News is that while poetry has been with us since the Dawn Of Humanity, for _me_ to compose it is an _unmistakeable_ sign that I am _already_ either Manic - or _Psychotic_.

I'm not yet aware of any Psychotic symptoms other than possibly my poem, but Psychoses can be imperceptible at first, if it comes on slowly as it often does.

Given my concern about Psychosis, I took all my Happy Pills, then after checking my phone's calendar so as to ensure there was nowhere I had to be tomorrow (Tuesday), after I took all my regular Happy Pills, I took _three_ of my Extra Special ones: 15 mg Zyprexa (olanzapine).

I avoid Zyprexa because it raises the blood sugar - Hyperglycemia - which can cause the adult form of Diabetes. But there are times when an AK-47 just won't do, one requires a Gatling Gun. Fifteen milligrams of Zyprexa and to Sleep Like The Dead will set me right up.

Yet another Trump Campaign staffer reports to prison today.

Most corrupt administration ever.

Papadopoulos ordered to jail Monday

American Exorcism

Priests are fielding more requests than ever for help with demonic possession, and a centuries-old practice is finding new footing in the modern world.

"Saturday Night No Life Club". How did you celebrate _yours_?

• Speechless

  9-1-1: "Emergency Dispatch. What are you reporting?"

  "I cannot speak."

Serve, And Enjoy.

Some dumb chick demanded that I not be "Ablist" in what I posted last night, then flatly refused to point out what it was in my post about a certain historically-unprecedented batshit crazy woman I know quite well that could be regarded as Ableist.

"You have an Internet connection," this epically-dumb chick pointed out.

"So do _you_ ," I replied. Epically dumb chick then got into it with a couple others but all three of us put together were unable to extract from Epically Dumb Chick what Ableism actually was nor why she regarded my tale of lamentation and sorrow about the batshit crazy woman I know quite well as Ableist, nor would she point out what it was in my OP that she regarded as Ableist.

It proceeded downhill from there, but after riding the Yellow Line from North Portland back into Downtown - a thirty-minute journey - quietly reflecting upon what I could post that I cold possibly hope to be more productive than to point out that she's such an Angry Dumb Cunt because she had a surgeon suture her twat shut so as to trap years of menstrual fluid that her anger and her rage might draw upon the necrosis of what at one time had been her pussy, her uterus, her Fallopian tubes as well as her ovaries.

To Wit:

Debra Harpe - after a half hour or so of quiet reflection, I Cry _BULLSHIT_ on your "Ablist" complaint. I am a Scholar and have been since I was a _very_ young boy - quite a diligent and serious one: my first really serious career goal was to be a Chemistry Professor at a University, later an Astronomer, later still to be a Physicist, eventually focussing on Elementary Particle Physics. Among my studies have been Geometry, Number Theory, Philosophy, to play and compose for the Piano, to sing and to dance in musical theater, to volunteer for political campaigns, literature, writing both fiction and non-fiction, just in this last year my writing has focussed on looking into why Ancient Greek, Roman History and Hebrew history ultimately resulted into the world we have today - specifically the Vietnam War, the Killing Fields of Cambodia, Adolf Hitler, NAZI Germany, World War II and the Holocaust. Also lifelong has been my interest in Cult Phenomena, starting with Communist Cambodia, the NAZIs, the Jonestown Guyana mass suicide in which NINE HUNDRED People's Unification Church Members took their own lives by drinking cyanide-laced Kool-Ade, the Human Potential Movement by enrolling in the Beginner and Advanced LifeSpring Courses as well as its Leadership Program, the incredibly bizarre Spring 1997 mass suicide of the small, insular San Diego UFO Cult Heavens Gate, who all "Shed Their Vehicles" by eating phenobarbital-laced pudding and applesauce with Such Great Enthusiasm that they all wore Brand-New Nike Hightop Sneakers so as to be properly dressed for the occasion

Then:

But I have not the first clue what it is about my Original Post that you could _possibly_ regard as Ableist. Again for my _entire_ life I have _always_ been enthusiastically ready to engage in informed discussion and reasoned debate over absolutely _any_ topic at all, even those I regards as Morally Reprehensible.

Followed by:

But I have No Use _Whatsoever_ for small-minded cowards such as yourself, Debra Harpe, who hurl blunt, angry insults at me then flatly refuse to explain why they felt the need to do so but somehow expect _me_ to magically pull that required explanation Right Out Of My Own Ass.

Continuing on through:

There are vast multitudes of people who stand ready to enthusiastically engage in informed discussion or reasoned debate with me even over topics that _they_ regard as morally reprehensible.

The Climax:

Thus, I regard you Debra Harpe as no more significant to me or to my interests to the bright green fungus I find growing on oranges in my fridge from time to time.

The Denouement:

Good Day. Don't let the door hit yer ass on your way out, Debra Harpe.

The End: I tagged a close friend and high school classmate by the name of Ralph who is now a Psychiatrist in Hawaii. (Not _My_ Psychiatrist, rather Ralph is a friend.) He and I often engage in fascinating discussions over various minutiae of the mind mind.

What's Yer Take? Do you regard Tarring And Feathering as too good for Debra Harpe, I would you advise me to Level Debra Harpe Up to the Iron Maiden? It happens that I am quite a good welder, my father taught me both electric arc and acetylene welding when I was still in Elementary School.

My breakfast should be done Nuking right around now. Bon Apetit!

... in both my speech and my writing.

The second time I posted a kuro5hin diary then was quite puzzled to find i'd written "I liked Caltech because they had sushi there".

Tech is a technical institute; they did not have sushi there. During my studies there I never ate sushi because I regarded raw fish as disgusting.

The last two times I got a CT scan then an MRI, all three times they tested my blood and my urine

Neither the staffs of all three hospitals, nor my outpaitieny witch doctors, my shrinks nor my regular doctors has ever had the first clue as to what keeps causing this nor how to prevent it.

Just now my ER doc told me he'd prescribe Ativan, which also effective at treating brain seizures and IIRC stroke as well.

From May 2010 to July 2014 I had at least eight brain seizures, four of which led to my entering Fugue States - Wikipedia has a good article - for as long as a solid month but in my own conscious experience felt to me as if I'd been unconscious for less than a second.

That I have such a severe mental illness led one of my EMTs suggested this may be a Psycosomatic Illness. I had one such for 25 years, but when it finally occurred to me to consider it could be Psychosomatic I was delightfully puzzled to discover that I could make it go away then come back just by thinking about doing so.

That I'm so insightful about my Madness and so eloquent at writing about it leads some shrinks and witch doctors - some aren't my doctors, rather my friends - to regard me as The Second Coming Of Christ.

Just now got a cranial CT scan. Diagnostic Radiologist will give my ER doc his report in a half hour. Half hour ago took 1 mg of Ativan; two would have put me right to sleep.

If my brain scan turns up normal my doc says he'll discharge me, but this is the first time my doc will refer me to an outpatient Neurologist, from who I will request an Electroencephalograph Test.

There's a startup in Eugene Oregon which makes EEG probes that are far more zensitive tha the usu find wires with sharp ends that the poke directly into one's scalp. That Eugene companany's probes are attached to a one centimeter mesh that is draped over one's head

That Ativan is making me sleepy so I'll chill for a while.

Someone apparently hacked Drake’s Fortnite account and used racial slurs on a charity live-stream

Ninja plays Fortnite with fake Drake after Drake's account is hacked - hacker gets racist on stream

The account 'Duddus647' randomly joined Ninja's game while he was doing a charity livestream to raise money for the Ellen Fund, in collaboration with the Ellen show.

Believing that it was in fact Drake, Ninja attempted to text the rapper, saying "I'm not sure if Drake meant to invite me?" - before jumping into a game.

With the Drake account completely silent at first, Ninja began to play as normal, assuming that the star was maybe just setting up his microphone and audio.

Things seemed perfectly normal (if one of the most famous people in the world randomly joining your game of Fortnite can ever be considered 'normal'), and Ninja quickly got to taking out opponents.

Suddenly however, "Drake" broke his silence, except of course it wasn't Drake at all, but rather a hacker who had gained access to the account - and began saying the N-word repeatedly.

Drake (musician)

Aubrey Drake Graham (born October 24, 1986) known mononymously as Drake, is a Canadian rapper, singer, songwriter, record producer, actor, and entrepreneur. His rapping ability has been noted as "polarizing", and has contributed to him being named one of the most divisive rappers of his generation by multiple critics and media publications. Drake initially gained recognition as an actor on the teen drama television series Degrassi: The Next Generation in the early 2000s.

[...] Drake holds several Billboard chart records. He has the most charted songs (186) among solo artists in the history of the Billboard Hot 100, the most simultaneously charted Hot 100 songs in a single week (27), the most time on the Hot 100 (431 weeks) and the most Hot 100 debuts in a week (22). He also has the most number one singles on the Hot Rap Songs, Hot R&B/Hip-Hop Airplay and Rhythmic Charts. Drake has also won three Juno Awards, six American Music Awards, and fifteen Billboard Music Awards. He is the RIAA's top certified digital singles artist and one of the world's best-selling music artists, with more than 95 million records sold globally.