I guess all the high fructose sugar has caught up with me and my biggest fear has come true. I have Type 1 Diabetes, the one I guess I can control with diet and exercise and not insulin which is the less fun one. I still get to check my sugar with that cool little machine like a car checks it's oil so I have that to look forward too but I don't get to stick myself in the hip.
My biggest fear and the reason I am taking all this seriously is that I don't want to go blind. I would put a gun to my head if I went blind. You will all know that I have gone blind by all the huge explosions that happen simultaneously all over the world. This signifies the destruction of all my 'Caves of Cool' which are triggered to implode the second my heart does.
You know my enemies want my secrets. However, don't worry, all of you who have worked with me all these years will get your instructions delivered in large brown envelopes. Keep them secret. Keep them safe.
Remember - There must always be a Cave of Cool and ONE DAY, one of YOU will have to carry the legend on.
Also, this chart is stupid. Of course those wounds didn't heal quickly - they were BULLET WOUNDS and HARPOON WOUNDS. Jeez, if those healed quickly I would be in gun battles with squids every second day.
I was to suppose to have sudden weight loss??? Great. I am the only person on the planet who doesn't lose weight on either heroin or diabetes.
Vaginal Infections - Those she brought in with her and that may have added to my sexual problems....not that I am saying I have any....HAD any. I am still the stallion I was at 18....well...24.
Of course I am always tired. You try swimming from 25 miles offshore when your one man submarine is torn apart by a giant squid...THEN fighting that squid all the way back to the safety of land. Let's see if you don't need a nap when you reach the beach.
I just thought the blurry vision was all part of the vaginal infections. 'nuff said and my bad.
And the tingly fingers and toes I blamed on my desire to wear tight socks and mittens. I had my mittens taken once and it's not a cold you soon forget, laddie Jim.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.