I had never uploaded a video to Youtube before yesterday. It was an interesting thing to do on my computer with my screen reader. I was glad I had some sighted assistence because my screen reader (NVDA) went bonkers during the upload process trying to keep up with each new dialog.
I spent a good portion of the day asleep. I think the primary reason for this is that I didn’t really sleep much at all yesterday and my body wanted to play catchup.
A few weeks ago when it was announced in a National Enquirer story that Hulk Hogan had been caught on tape making racist and homophobic remarks I wasn’t even a little surprised. Sure, as a child of the 1980s and early 1990s I was a card carrying Hulkamaniac and as a result I was disappointed to hear the news. But that is not the same thing as being surprised.
I generally assume that famous people from athletes to celebreties and especially politicians are probably hiding something. This way when that something is eventually found out I am never caught off guard. If they’re not hiding anything then that is just a nice bonus. The point is that these people are not actually people I know and as a result I need to be prepared for anything that might come out about their personal lives. But, it is because I don’t know them really that none of them are what I would consider to be a hero in my life.
I have approximately two heroes in my life. I call these two people mom and dad. Today is mom’s birthday, so I will write about her. My dad’s birthday is on 9/10 and that is when I will write about him.
No featured image because as I explained the other day I have no available photos to use. However, unlike with my dating relationships, I do actually know with a 100% degree of certainty that photos of myself with my parents do exist.