God loves me. (No messing, she absolutely does.)

But right at this moment I feel very alone.

But I'm in pain, because there are aspects of my life in which people I love are pushing back against me being who I am.

It hurts like hell.

But hey, life's tough.

I'm subtooting the nonexistent fediverse people who tell me I should "get over myself".

I gather people here think I should be myself.

I will not bargain with anyone about who they think I should be.

I will not take denial.
I will not take bargaining.

You might be grieving, but I am not dead.

I am, at last, alive.

I am ancient and exhausted.
I am too nearly dead to be anyone other than myself.

My father, himself, was epically talented at computer science, disappearance, basketball, and verbal brutality.

There are exactly two computer scientists who make my father a computer scientist of consequence. Tony Hoare and me.

I'm throttling my tracking updates to one an hour.
My package left Chicago O'Hare Airport on Monday, by plane I suppose.
Since then, not a dicky bird.
I am doing my nut.

My staying put and getting well fit.

I spent all day yesterday teaching in four inch stilettos while coming down with something.

Today I have tested negative for covid and not left the house.

Serious question. Is the plug versus gulp joke just too filthy?

The other gig I did yesterday https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=17Frd_6ZT6M also about differential operators.

I collect jokes.
And I think hard about how to tell them.
But I don't do gigs badged as comedy.

I feel comforted by having actual mathematics as the baseline of what I'm trying to put across. After that, laughing is gravy.

I think you have enough information to recover the joke, but not enough information to recover my delivery of it. My professional dignity is intact.

The year was 1999, and we were telling jokes about COBOL programmers in cryogenic suspension.

I once told J a joke, like "T told me this great joke. You should hear it. <tells joke, uninterrupted>"

J then says "In fact, I told T that joke, but shit, the way you deliver it!".

> finds hair stuck to frock on right boob

fun fact: this is valid COBOL

@pigworker

hair looked stray because coming from direction of right armpit

my hair is not the longest it has ever been, but is getting there

finds hair stuck to frock on right boob
moves to discard it
finds hair is still attached