spring forward

Darn cold. 

The saying in North Texas is 

“Don’t plant anything until 

After Saint Patrick’s Day. 

The city of Dallas’

Answer to the homeless question. 

When building new infrastructure,

(I drove these same roads in high school)

Is to take away the Under The Bridge part. 

The new bridge supports are vertical. 

Not sloping. No where to camp out. 

Ramadan is coming. Pinterest picture. 

That means more food. 

Muslims fast - DRY FAST-

All day during Ramadan. 

Then feast at night. 

Better be strong   

So much food. Armies of food. 

Keep studying BitCoin. 

When the boy sleeps, I pop in my air buds

And grab a podcast or two. 

In addition to Biden liking Crypto,

Republican Asshole Governor 

Greg Asshole Abbot now likes it!

Well, he likes the Centralized version. 

BUT

He won’t let MetaMask operate in Texas. 

No DeFi (decentralized finance) for you! 

They see a good deal but won’t let it 

Run free and do what it’s intended to do. 

Texas is well known for treating 

The citizens like children. 

They think we need to be 

watched and regulated 

“For our own good!”

With his buddy Fled Ted

Ted Fuckface Cruze. 

They actually said that BitCoin should be

The official currency of Texas. 

They actually said those very words. 

Knock me over with a DogeCoin!

I agreed with them. 

They even made a giant BitCoin Facility 

-it’s called “mining” - like mining for gold- 

Each server is like $10,000 

and they have thousands of servers. 

Always running codes. 

 They chose Western Texas as HQ. 

Using *gasp* Wind Power. 

*blink*blink*

How against the GOP grain they are! 

Now, instead of growing pot,

The antidisestablishmenttarianism 

hippies of today are mining BitCoin- 

In grow tents. It’s big big money. 

But, the amount of data that’s required 

Is increasing exponentially. 

Gone are the days of an IT DUDE

Running code in his dorm room

From his fancy Dell laptop. 

That his Nana gave him 

When he went off to Uni!

Slept ok. Crazy dreams. 

The first day I saw a computer,

In about 1995, I literally could not sleep 

For a week. It was when 

Windows was overtaking DOS. 

The same is true for this. 

It’s like Claire (Outlander) time traveling. 

Except I’ve seen the future. 

The future’s so bright

I gotta wear shades… and be in shape! 

There you have it. 

I’m still trying to fast. 

And do snake juicing. 

I need to a tart earlier in the day. 

It’s cold at night but hot in the day. 

hulking down

you wouldn't like me when I'm hungry

The Intermittent Fasting Experiment has been going on for 2 weeks or so. It's intermittent, so it's hard to say!

All the slow times, the boredom, the random thoughts, watching the days and the clock tick by...

All that was fine and good. I watched my simple and sometimes silly thoughts come and go. Kinda like watching those big puffy clouds roll by on a lazy summer day.

But then came a thunderstorm. Only it wasn't thunder, it was my stomach rumbling! And for the first time in a very long time, I was hungry. Very hungry. The kind of hunger that's hard to ignore.

I drank water, hoping it was just thirst, or some other mixed signal. Nope, this was the real thing. The wolf at the door, so to speak. How bad could it be, I remember asking myself. Well, pretty freakin' bad. Luckily, I have read the Atkins books and put in place little safeguards. I filled the fridge with low-carb snacks and easy access high-fat munchies.

I knew this day would come. I just didn't think it would be today.

So I ate. Cubes of cheese, a little bacon, a few macadamia nuts. I had actually eaten a little lunch today, so I really couldn't be that hungry. Blood sugar was 90 - I'm such a "nerd" I took my blood sugar so I could rule out hypoglycemia...all in the name of research!

I finally settled down after making a big steamy cup of bullion/broth. I mixed chicken and beef flavor. I figured the broth was a good choice because by now I was more sick than hungry.

What was this phenomenon? It could have just as easily been the end of a low-carb era for me.

I know now this weight loss agenda will require more work and diligence than I ever thought. I told this twisted story to a fellow Atkineer who said "welcome to my world!"

In the past, I have yielded to just about any craving my body had. It seemed like a good idea at the time! But now, watching my body's reactions and waiting for the cravings to pass... it's hard, to say the least. Wow!

fast times

why call it a "fast" when it feels so "slow"?

These days I am trying to "slow my roll" (so to speak!) and not live in such a hurry.   On days that I practice my intermittent fasting, I found an old feeling has returned to my days.  Profound boredom!

Very long slow days.  Days that don't feel like time is passing at all.  

Days that were once filled with drive-thru meals, and cokes. Eating, shopping or cleaning up after eating.  And planning.  Always something...

Intermittent fasting has shown me that I had a much deeper food-centered life than I once thought.  I feel lonesome, like I just lost my best friend.  It's like a major project has reached completion.  Now what can I do with my time?  Does eating cover up this boredom?

Quick - dash off to work! Run to the store! Eat fast!  Fast food!   It's too much and not enough.

The intermittent water fasting is going just fine.  

I have had absolutely no physical hunger whatsoever!  Maybe a hunger for "something else."

Eating is something we all do, so in a way it connects us all.  And to voluntarily restrict my food intake, either by fasting or just cutting way back, I sometimes feel as though I  "left the fold."   There are so many ways to connect to people; food is just one.   Maybe food became an "idol" and the human connection became nothing but a means.  

Intermittent water fasting is not for everyone, but it is for me, at least for now.  Even on days when I don't do it perfectly, the results are still there. Even with the occasional bout of boredom and hunger.

I skipped lunch and I didn't die!

a brand new day

I read blogs after I sit around thinking about things. Everything I think I just came up with - viola - someone else has already done it and blogged about it!

I sometimes miss a meal at work. I don't always add more food at the next meal. I mean, in theory I wouldn't have to!

Someone I knew intentionally skipped the occasional lunch at work, then donated the money that would have been spent on going out. Someone else I know skips lunch on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday to save on calories. (Plus a couple of bux!) It's like a mini, hidden society, right here in our midst!

Intermittent fasting is all over the Internet as a good way to miss a couple of calories. Most people think of it as a cleansing experience. Of course, it is not for people with blood sugar disturbances, etc, etc. Or for people who are not ready for the "down-side" of fasting. It can be a challenge.

I look at pictures of myself. I never thought that person would be me! Someone else, but not me. So I thought... what would it hurt? Would it really hurt my fat arse to miss one meal every now and then? Would I be hungry? Maybe a little inconvenienced? Frustrated? Would just the thought of missing one single meal send me so far over the edge of insanity that I would turn and destroy myself with donuts? Just because I want something, do I have to give it to myself every time?

Am I really so out of control (after missing a meal or even delaying a meal) that I must not see food, or look at a picture of food, or even think about food at all?

I skipped lunch yesterday and had an extra glass of water. I spent the time instead exercising! An extra 30 minute walk. I was already in ketosis from low-carbing, so I had no hunger at all!

It was more of an experiment than a goal. I did indeed skip lunch and I didn't die!