After a week of Claritin detox to make sure the tests aren’t getting skewed, finally went to the allergist and got tested for 60 different allergens.
Turns out that the source of my misery is nothing less than … grasses. That’s right. The lawns of suburbia are killing me. On a scale of zero to four, scored a four on timothy grass, whatever that is, and a three on bermuda grass, which is exactly the grass I mow every other week.
On a positive note, I scored a zero on both cats and dogs, which means the cats can stay. Am much relieved as, despite their catty attitudes [rimshot], I do enjoy their company.
Interestingly, there are no cures for allergies, only treatments. My inner cynic wonders a little bit if that could in any way be related to the fact that you can sell treatments for the life of the patient, but a cure only once? Nah, that can’t be it.
Includes The Incomplete Book of Running, Aching God, The Murderbot Diaries, Lies Sleeping, The Consuming Fire, and Rendezvous with Rama.
Did you know Las Vegas is kind of nutty?
Includes Hollywood Dead, Tales from the Loop, Things from the Flood, The Court of Broken Knives, and Port of Shadows.
Nic has a retinal tear and has his vision is saved by a laser.
Includes The Storm Before the Storm, White Trash, Calypso, Tell the Machine Goodnight, Prince of Fools, and Provenance.
The Internet tells Nic to install Ubiquiti gear in his house, so he does, and now he has thoughts.
What I wish I’d known when I started podcasting.