Clarissa's Blog

There is a type of conservative that allows himself to be openly anti-woke on one single topic but then feels the need to compensate for this great act of daring by presenting “the conservative case for every leftist lunacy.” One almost wishes he didn’t take a stand on that single topic.

My sister travels with her own coffee maker.

My brother-in-law travels with his Apple TV.

N travels with his water filter pitcher.

I travel with my bullet-journaling supplies.

Do you have anything unusual you just have to bring on your travels?

Isn’t it weird that everybody gets COVID-vaccinated for free in the US, even foreign nationals? Why is taxpayer money being spent on vaccinating foreigners from countries with “free healthcare”?

If they had money to travel, why don’t they have money to pay for their own medication? We aren’t distributing free insulin or Tylenol, are we?

I could never understand why I should care about this kind of thing:

Last week I talked to an incoming student who is 24. She recently bought a house with her 23-year-old husband. I know the neighborhood. It’s very cute. I haven’t heard any information on things being a lot easier for a young couple in France, Italy, or Japan. If life is better here, who cares that somebody has more than most?

What’s really interesting, though, is that the people who do care have absolutely no problem with a transfer of billions of dollars of taxpayer money to Pfizer and Moderna for “free vaccines.” COVID created 40 new billionaires in the pharma industry. It exploded Walmart’s profits by allowing it to eat thousands of small businesses. All of this was aggressively defended and promoted by the people who can’t stop fretting about “wealth inequality.”

As if I wasn’t already getting about 5 million more emails than I want to get, now people have to follow up on each email that sets up a meeting with another email to clarify how I feel about meeting in person and not on Zoom.

I’ve been physically present at work in my office every work day since July 1, 2020. Now they are asking me if I’m comfortable? Stop treating me like a precious vessel already.

Today, I walked for 30 minutes in the afternoon heat along a busy road that’s undergoing construction and felt amazing. (If you are from this area in Florida, I won’t have to explain about the eternal construction on Estero).

Back home, I hide from the heat indoors for months and still feel like I’ve been run over by a gigantic, angry lawnmower.

It’s not the hot weather I find so hard to tolerate. It’s the particular brand of hot weather nastiness that characterizes Southern Illinois.

Maybe I should look for a job in Florida. It would be such a relief not to feel like an invalid several months out of a year.

I made a dish of chorizo caviar lentils with tomatoes and fresh herbs today that is a work of art. I travel with a collection of condiments to make this possible.

Caviar lentils are small black lentils. I no longer wear black clothes but I love black foods. There’s no actual caviar in the dish.

Fifteen or ten years ago, the colors of my closet would be 90% black. And this is today:

This is the vacation wardrobe. The one I have at home is obviously larger but the color scheme is the same.

Here at the resort, there’s a beautiful old desk and am old leather desk chair. As a result, I already have added 777 words to my new article on Ana Iris Simón and we are only two days into the vacation.

Also, I discovered that heating milk before pouring it into coffee makes it taste enormously better.

There are two categories of clothes in which I have a superabundance of items: house dresses and night gowns.

I brought a lot of stuff to Florida but no house dresses or night gowns. There was so much choice and choosing which ones to bring took so much time that I forgot to pack any.

This is what happens to some people’s personal lives. They options are so abundant that they end up with none.