A Good Day For Cleaning
May. 4th, 2026 06:29 pmI decided late last week that trying to go to any of the Reds vs. Cubs games this week would be a fool's errand. This meant that I could work on other things today rather than planning to get to the ballpark early. Earlier than *usual*, in fact, because the Cubs moved up the start time of the game from 6:40 to 6:10 to try to avoid the incoming rain.
You will not be surprised to learn that the game is currently (6:30 PM) being delayed by the rain which seems to have arrived rather earlier than anticipated. My father, the meteorologist, would have been amused, I'm sure. I need to see what my wife, the meteorologist, thinks about this when I head downstairs in a few minutes.
In the meantime, I took K out to Red Robin for lunch today, because she has been craving their steak fries for a while. When I got home, I started working on cleaning off my desk -- you may remember this project from a month or more ago -- so that I could find Gretchen's marriage license for her marriage to Doug, which we had to retrieve from the County Clerk a while back for a project that is *still* not completed, but which it was required for. It was discovered finally and has been united with *our* marriage license so that we have all (I hope) of the necessary paperwork to take to the Social Security office tomorrow and beg for mercy.
The problem is that none of us have *any* functional medical insurance at this point in time. We have applied for Medicare, but that is not yet active. We can pay for COBRA (which we will end up doing for the kids), but that will not actually *cover* anything useful for Gretchen and me, because we are eligible for Medicare, even though we do not yet have it.
The decision to manage the COBRA this way is a particularly venal one by Oracle management.
Which circle of hell do the traitors get consigned to?
You will not be surprised to learn that the game is currently (6:30 PM) being delayed by the rain which seems to have arrived rather earlier than anticipated. My father, the meteorologist, would have been amused, I'm sure. I need to see what my wife, the meteorologist, thinks about this when I head downstairs in a few minutes.
In the meantime, I took K out to Red Robin for lunch today, because she has been craving their steak fries for a while. When I got home, I started working on cleaning off my desk -- you may remember this project from a month or more ago -- so that I could find Gretchen's marriage license for her marriage to Doug, which we had to retrieve from the County Clerk a while back for a project that is *still* not completed, but which it was required for. It was discovered finally and has been united with *our* marriage license so that we have all (I hope) of the necessary paperwork to take to the Social Security office tomorrow and beg for mercy.
The problem is that none of us have *any* functional medical insurance at this point in time. We have applied for Medicare, but that is not yet active. We can pay for COBRA (which we will end up doing for the kids), but that will not actually *cover* anything useful for Gretchen and me, because we are eligible for Medicare, even though we do not yet have it.
The decision to manage the COBRA this way is a particularly venal one by Oracle management.
Which circle of hell do the traitors get consigned to?