Endgame in General

I received a phone call from my school advisor. One of the items we discussed was the fact I seem to have a balance on my account with the school.
Both of these degree programs have been paid for through the post 9-11 GI bill. I will confess it has been pretty generous.

As everything government related, from the VA you can’t get a straight answer. When I was flying they couldn’t tell me if follow on training was included. “Submit the claim and see what happens.”
The day after the call from my advisor I receive a letter from the VA. I have $57K remaining
in my post 9-11 GI Bill. My eligibility runs out on 01AUG20. And I have 0 Months and 0 Days remaining.

You nutcase liberals really want the government running your healthcare? Read the previous paragraph and tell me how it makes sense.

It’s Christmas. My tree is up. I have relaxing piano music playing. There is garlic roasting as I make yet another foray into making gluten free garlic bread. I am not optimistic. If this turns out another disaster it will be off to the store with me, buy some Italian bread. Make garlic bread and tell my gluten intolerant in-law to not eat it.

What I really need at this time of year is some sun. (I just had a nice little fantasy of being in the Florida Keys) I love 3 of the 4 seasons in Maine. But the gloom of winter. And when it isn’t gloomy, it is too bright because your eyes become accustomed to the gloom. Fucking melt the snow and put the leaves back on the trees already. We have a long way to go.

I suppose I should heave to and trice up. These two papers aren’t going to write themselves.
I should at least put some effort in.