Thursday, September 24, 2026

              I would like to say I have solved the TV problem.  I have ideas and plans but no, I just avoid Apple plus shows. I am hesitant to actually push any buttons. Today is a new day and I will work on getting English subtitles again. I know they are hidden someplace in my computer just waiting for the right word to return.

               I have a urine test in the morning in preparation for next week’s Cystoscopy. The test results show up last night on My Chart. Some unexpected outcomes, can’t tell if they are problematic.  I will wait for the doctor’s office to let me know good or bad? I feel fine so it must be OK.

             My roommate says she met a woman yesterday who remembers something wonderful I said 44 years ago. I have no clue.

             In the evening, when it is time to settle in and watch some TV, I can’t remember what I was planning to watch. I drift through the various services. Netflix has changed it’s look and now, I get lost there.  Finally, I watch two episodes of NEAGLEY, a take off of the Reacher shows. It has English subtitles but also a woman’s soft voice describing what is happening on the screen. Then, I realize it is an add on and find the button to turn it off. My TV is out to get me. The good news, the election is coming, the election is coming, yea !  

 

        Wednesday, September 23, 2026

             I am developing a close relationship with an AI BOT who is advising me on fixing the Chinese subtitles on the Apple Plus show. He is so attentive to every question I ask. Maybe the English sub titles will return. I live with the idea that it is solvable rather than actually trying to solve it. The BOT is friendly but I am not sure of his competence. Yes, I assume the BOT is male. I am no longer yelling at the TV. I may start yelling at the BOT.

            I see the Nurse at my doctor’s office in the morning.  My doctor is recovering from a bicycle accident and subsequent surgery. I wish him well and I hope he will have a better understanding of being a patient and having surgery.  This doctor saved my life six years ago so he is my hero. But sometimes he doesn’t understand what I am going through.

           My baker friend arrives with a home baked loaf of bread. So good. Foggy and cold all day.  The weather folks say warm weather is returning but I am not sure they understand our local weather.  Actually, I am questioning every expert lately. It is turtles all the way down.

           I am reading the delightful novel, THE BORROWED LIFE OF FREDERICK FIFE by Anna Johnston. I had been bogged down by two dark and intense novels. I give up on them and now look for fun and light. Nothing especially good on TV.  My roommate was out so I had to avoid any shows that she might like. The corrupt president is occupying a smaller part of my mind as he becomes so boring.

 

            Tuesday, September 22, 2026

              So many things to keep functioning. My life is full of things.  Currently the Apple plus show now insist that I am Chinese and all my subtitles are mysterious.   We go to the settings and are not given the choice of English among the thirty options.  We try Spanish, the alphabet is familiar. Neither of us speak Spanish. The characters are talking too fast but at least in English. We start yelling at the tv.  It doesn’t help.

           The formatting on my computer is still wonky.  The youtube instructions are not helpful. I don’t know the right words to describe the problem. I now am slowly adjusting each line I write. My two employed computer engineer relatives probably could fix it in a nano second. I know my house is full of invisible messages waiting for a mechanism to receive them, cell phone messages, tv shows, PG&E reports, invisible money, and of course dark matter.

             If I sound a little demented, it’s true.  I have outlived the familiar world I inhabited for 86 years. Still I can carry on a conversation in person and sometimes on my cell phone, which is also not functioning very well. I read paper books, I write checks for my monthly bills, I use real money to pay the home cleaners. I go to the bank to pick up cash.

            No more complaining.  I live a good life, just a bit strange to me. We watch the last episode of SHOW TRIAL. I am ready for season 2 but my roommate is hesitant. We give up on the Apple plus show, TRYING since we can’t read the Chinese subtitles. I have two books I am now readying and I am able to keep the stories separate in my mind.        I enjoy reading the articles in THE NEW YORKER each week. And I am in better shape than our corrupt president who is part of my generation of old people.