Wednesday, January 7th, 2026, I am at the main fruit stand. Relatively quiet, I am very busy; it’s very strange. Strange in the sense that I’m much busier here than I am there.

The people out there are much more animated than the drones here. And I had words with somebody on the phone and barely understood him, but he’s a mush mouth anyway, and I was able to do whatever he requested. I did expect him to stop by the desk to find out who the idiot who answered the phone was, i.e., me, but he did not. Oh, Paddy Miller, will you ever find your spot in this world?

Mike called earlier. He was on my computer, and all of a sudden, a message came up, supposedly from Microsoft, telling him that there was a virus on my computer, not turn off the computer and call this 866 number.

I asked Mike to photograph the messages and have them send them to me, and I called the 866 number, and it turned out to be some guy on the other side of the planet who insisted on talking to the person in front of the computer, and I tell them that would not be possible and that I would call him later.

Instead, I called up Mike and told him to unplug the computer despite it saying do not unplug the computer. After about a minute, Mike plugged it back in, and it all seemed to be working normally.
https://malwaretips.com/blogs/error-ox800vds/

So one catastrophe avoided, perhaps. Since I had gotten the computer from Rafe Dais a few years ago, I sent him a message, but it turns out I didn’t need to. The greeting was basically good morning, Happy New Year, and nothing more than that.

I have been here for a little over 2 hours, and not much is happening now. Anise is having a one-to-one with Yancey and a conference room somewhere in the land of the fruit stand.

Time is crawling.
It already feels like it is going to be a long day, and with a slow passing of 2 hours, I feel that long day situation is taking hold.

So I ordered a Smashburger for 1:15 pickup, which is less than 1 hour away. It’s been good working with Anise today.

Perhaps I would go to bed earlier than I did last night. I believe I went to sleep around 11:00. Mike fell asleep around 9:00, and by 9:30, he was snoring, so I sent him to bed as I sat and watched TV.

He got up around 3:00 or 4:00 a.m. and probably shot a video or two, then came back to bed to finish up his sleep.

I am listening to REM’s Automatic for the People.
I think I am getting better with things, meetings on I don’t have to report every little thought that goes on in my head, especially since those thoughts generally change and evolve into something later on.

Mike’s beloved is expected to come to the East Coast next week, and I mentioned a meeting with him, which may have some regrets, and part of me feels like I’m committed to doing that. Of course, all depends on when Bill returns from his sojourn.

The day before Yancey’s birthday