I am back. After a very long appointment of 1 1/2 hours the short summary in 4 word or less was "get over it." The therapist (not a Dr.) thought the whole birth/camera/privacy avalanche was as nuts as I had in more rational moments. She said I am clearly not a pervert and I was not out of line being upset with being treated like one by members of my own family. She did not condone how badly I acted out this upset, but said that in the course of her work it was not very noteworthy. She thought that my freaking out with depression and guilt was more a problem with not being on the right meds or not enough, and then so easily triggered into crazy thinking. I realized after the meeting that I had indeed cut one of my med doses in 1/2 months ago because it made me groggy. That is that.

On the way home I took my car for its 2 year pollution inspection. Failed. Changed oil and put in miracle gas fluids. Better, but still failed. Went to the auto parts store for new ignition parts. It turns out my used car engine was seriously hacked with mystery parts in a past life and the right parts are not going to be easy to figure out.

Another life pisser, but one I can handle. It makes sense.

LMO, I would take you up on your offer to test drive the software just for the excuse to meet a literal neighbor who has been an unseen friend for quite some time now. You don't even need to bring it, just yourself. How about coffee, or beer on Hawthorne? I walk it end to end every day between 3 and 4.