Globally: We might be fucked more than we realized.
Today’s release of research from Imperial College, London:
Personally: Sweet and sour.
Got the booster shot yesterday. No ill effects whatsoever — nada. They might have injected me with Sprudelwasser, for all I can tell. So fortunate to live in an age of such excellent science.
In other useless breaking news, a visit to the eye doctor today revealed excellent vision — even better than my age. They were particularly astonished at my long-distance sight. Absolutely excellent. And no appreciable need for reading glasses, either, “for at least several more years, if at all” she said.
Today’s MRI of my crippled knee, however, revealed a torn meniscus, as I’ve suspected. The culprit: deteriorated knees due to excessive prostrations and a bazillion hours doing cross-legged practice, all products of my wasted youth.
So, I gotta take it easy. That’s why I only lead the evening chanting during the daily livestream. Even sitting in a chair makes it extremely stiff and painful. Mostly lying down, heavy drinking (collagen), and irritating people during short pokes around the Zen Center on my crutches.