A pro tip for writers on Windows: FocusWriter—I dunno, perhaps it has Mac and Linux ports, but for my purposes on Windows 10, it is a delightful, distraction-free writing tool.

I set the theme to a black background with white text, and then use Segoe UI as the font since its the Windows 10 system font, i.e. the font that is best designed for the environment...or so the theory goes—it's why I use it for my body text if you're coming from the same kind of box as mine and something different if you're visiting from a Mac, phone or on a console aboard a UFO hovering above Groom Lake.

And since I'm at the crossroads of almost-42-year-old eyes honored with all the macular degeneration that such an honor is entitled, I cranked up the font to whatever is readable while still possessing the nimble, cat-like dexterity for travel in Xanadu of Lexicon.

I'd wear glasses, but, then I'd miss out out on my ethereal vision of the world. When I drive off to the county dumpster for household trash, Samwise Gamgee rides shotgun in my truck as the Nazgul gnats take chase with our departure.

Sometimes, we do not seek clarity. Take this quotation by Bill Bryson from his The Body: A Guide for Occupants:

Microbes are not the only inhabitants of your skin. Right now, grazing in the divots on your head (and elsewhere on your oily surface, but above all on your head) are tiny mites called Demodex folliculorum. They are generally harmless, thank goodness, as well as invisible. They have lived with us for so long that according to one study their DNA can be used to track the migrations of our ancestors from hundreds of thousands of years ago. At their scale, your skin to them is like a giant crusty bowl of cornflakes. If you close your eyes and use your imagination, you can almost hear the crunching.

I'm making a shift in The 13th Expedition, my metaphor of a yacht into the sunset is now a speedboat!

I am rockin' it! Into the 17th day, I feel ALIVE! I wouldn't argue that my body is now ready to burn energy.

As of this morning, I am a subscriber to the Black Rifle Coffee Club, which for me, is three bags (12 oz each) of whole bean coffee each month. I specifically chose its Murdered Out option, its extra dark roast option for I gotta have my dark brew. BRCC's description:

From the deepest, darkest corners of Colombia, we present to you our darkest roast. Murdered Out's smoky, smooth flavor will fuel your midnightops or your morning commute.

Hoorah!

The veteran-owned and employed BRCC also gives its consumer the opportunity that for every bag purchased, they donate one to the U.S. military, leaving it up to the customer to choose which branch. I nearly chose the Marines, until I saw that they now include.... THE SPACE FORCE.

I didn't even know we had the Space Force, but it's something new to 2020. I say sign me up and I'll blast those Martian commies right outta space! I gotta send coffee to those service men and women who are brainstorming the genesis of our 22nd century military.

There was a pull to open a Google account. I know—I said in the past how I pulled up and climbed out of that whirling vortex. You see, I wanted to add additional functionality to this site, that I can submit a form to update a Google Sheet which is in turn, read by a plugin to update future bar, line, and every other graph under the sun.

Ultimately, I resisted this approach because of my realization that the management of all that nonsense would exceed the time savings of data entry.

And while I've shared my thoughts on Google in the past, nevertheless, I still use Google Charts because it's more of a passive relationship. And honestly, even if I did go beyond my strict diet off 3rd party cookies, Google can get a pretty good idea of our browsing habits by tracking Google font calls (if they do, who knows, but I would in their position). Though I don't apply any Google fonts to my site directly, I'll still have a plugin or an embed that will call up something.

And I do have an Android phone, albeit one not connected to Google Play and applies alternatives instead (Aurora and F-Droid).

On other fronts for 2020, in addition to my offline approach to social media, I'm also going cold turkey on "news" media. It all feels like I'm being shelled by ideological propaganda. Instead of stuffing my face from the media buffet, I want to select strategic foods that are dense with nutrition instead of the HFCS-infused, caramel-covered dung of the masses.

Who knows? By January 2021, maybe I'll be sitting in the mud with everyone else as we make and share our pies together.