Hunkering Down IX


ixteenth day of hunkering down from our last round of social separation. I’ve said before that I do spend some time learning about posting techniques. Learning has always been an adventure.1

Yesterday I decided to share some of my published work in case you’re not one of those who bought a copy. Thus, I’ve added a new page, < GP 13. My plan is to post a chapter each day, then move it to I, JMB Say. That process has started, so you’ll see the next chapter on < GP 13 and the Forward chapter on I, JMB Say. If you prefer a paperback or Kindle version, just search the title on


hile hunkering down, we found some old black and white negatives.2 I discovered my scanner doesn’t get a good workable image with which to work and my negative scanner can only process 35mm.

I was compelled to find a work around. After several experiments, I found a good, but somewhat time-consuming system. Knowing a negative needs to be back lit, I used my iPod with a white background to provide it. 3

The actual working first image is a closeup of the negative.

The photo can be cropped on most smart phones, but I use GIMP or Corel PaintShop Pro.

I convert the image to greyscale and reverse it to get a nice photo.


unkering down postscript: The reality of today is that it took longer to write this post4 today than it did to process a negative once I learned how!


unkering down random: I never wanted a mullet, but with the barbers closed I’ll have one soon.

  1. Well not always – back in the early days I often avoided it. 

  2. Greyscale in photo processing software. 

  3. The sticky note is to keep the negative flat. 

  4. Inserting and sizing media also. 

Hunkering Down VIII


ifteenth day of hunkering down from our last round of social separation1. As I mentioned in an earlier post, I have been keeping up with several projects. I have many things to say, but… Arthur, one of the Ritus brothers has attacked my wrist again, so typing is a little slow. Whine-whine-whine. It’s hard to get out of the house for cheese with my whine.

I’ve decided to share some of my published work in case you’re not one of those who bought a copy. Thus, I’ve added a new page, < GP 13. My plan is to post a chapter each day, then move it to I, JMB Say. If you prefer a paperback or Kindle version, just search the title on


unkering down postscript. None today!

  1. pinochle group 

Hunkering Down VII


hose who know me would say I never lack for words. Today all I can say about hunkering down is hard to do and nothing is new under the recent sun is:



unkering down postscript.

Note to unseen vendor behind the drive through menu board:1 I must say, in reference to your inquiry about the inclusion of ‘fries’ with that2, an authorized reply is: based on clinical observations the characterization of specific criteria for order supplements, the fully integrated digestibles test program necessitates that urgent consideration be applied to the political correctness of such supplement which presents extremely interesting challenges to approved food subsystem compatibility testing.

  1. I won’t be offended if any reader considers this blog site filler. 

  2. ‘that’ being implied by eating combination norms but clinically and program undefined at this time 

Hunkering Down VI


xcept for a concerted effort in late 2016 this series has been an exception to my random time between posts. And keeping current with the theme of this series, I say, “Probably no need to mention that there is still very little new under the recent sun — news remains full of difficulty. This one is on the 13th day after our last social gathering. But does going to the grocery store count as a social gathering? We were planning to go this morning, but the kids picked up a few things for us yesterday1. We could survive on what we have, but some things don’t keep forever, so that’s what we’ve been eating first. I’m still wondering if we should start the 15 day count over after having been at the store2.

Do any of you remember root cellars? Home canned fruit and vegetables?3 Most of us octogenarians remember our mothers and/or grandmothers spending days putting up (canning) the most recently ripened garden stuff. Of course, in these days, canning is more expensive than buying off the shelf unless someone in the home has the time, skill and garden. My maternal grandfather even cured their own bacon. Ah the good old days when they had to work dawn to dusk just to survive.


unkering down postscript:

Yes, I am getting some other writing done. I have two revised short stories for The First Line Journal nearly finished, a contribution to Chicken Soup For The Soul ready for a last look, and I’ve done some work on the two unfinished books you can see on my writings page. My goal is to have both finished by late June or early July.4

  1. After I posted HD V 

  2. A moot point now 

  3. I called green beans gray beans, because they took that color after a long time in the jar. 

  4. You’ve probably noticed that I’ve learned how to put visible footnotes on my site pages. 

Hunkering Down V


hive1 blogs in a row about hunkering down being hard to do. Probably no need to mention that there is still nothing new under the recent sun — news continues to be full of difficulty. This one is on the 12th day after our last social gathering, but there were only eight of us. I’m wondering if we should start the count over if we go to the grocery store. If that’s the case, we’re on our 5th day. ?????????????

So, why didn’t I start posting daily on the first hunkering day? I could come up with a reasonable and fairly lengthy story as to why – I do write fiction, you know. However,2 unless otherwise noted what I say in this forum is real in thought word and deed.
As afore mentioned, we’ve been out of the house to walk and to get the Honda issue settled. Yesterday morning, we decided to use some of our Starbucks stars at one of the few drive-through venues in town. We, however,3 did get the notice from SB that even drive throughs may be closed. That’s OK, I usually keep one or two bags of product ahead. The only time, however,4 I’ve had more is when gifted at Christmas. Three times, however,5 when returning from a dental mission I had 10 and one time 20 direct from the Dominican Republic roaster.6
Strange things happen during these times! We sent a short video to our granddaughter – just to get a smile doncha know. Turns out we had an old number in our contact list and had a short non-confronting text conversation with the new user. Needless to say, we removed the contact number. I could consider sending a photo to everyone in the list to check if we have correct numbers for each contact. Nah!
Some things never seem to stop.7 During the last week I got a call about my account was in arrears and I should call an 800 number to verify – the rest of the message was garbled. And the other random call implied that I won an all expense trip for two at a Florida resort I’d visited before.8
Some of us did have an incident on that trip. Check it out.


unkering down postscript:

You’d be right in thinking I’d never be able to make a song with the tune to Breaking Up Is Hard To Do9 and find a way to start it similar to “down dooby doo down down, comma comma”

  1. Phive comes from when I drove a Phord truck 

  2. My first however of this page 

  3. If you weren’t counting this my second however 

  4. Number three 

  5. #4 

  6. I’ll post about one of those adventures later. 

  7. Nothing is new under… 

  8. Never did an overnight in FL except at the airport on the way back from a DR mission trip. 

  9. The song by Neil Sedaka or one of the others has this line four times at the beginning.