Okay, well, 2026 got off to a rocky start. The president of the United States staged a military strike on a sovereign nation, kidnapped it’s head of state and announced that we’re going to run the country until [some vague hand wave about “proper transition of power,” as though this mook has any notion about that]. Oh—and we’re going to take all their oil. Representatives of finance corporations are already getting their shots for the trip to Caracas to see how they can suck all the wealth out of the country.
So—I’m going small for my gratitude today.
Many years ago—in the Before Times—on the recommendation of
my hairstylist, I bought a SodaStream so I could make my own sparkling water. I
don’t add flavors, I don’t try to turn it into Coke or Fanta; I just make sparkling
water.
I'm not sure how much cheaper it is, but the SodaStream allows me to indulge in this small luxury
without adding to the plastic burden of the planet. I’m grateful that I can do
this and drink as much as I like. (Or, as much as I feel like making.)
At time of writing, mid-day on Sunday, I’m on my second
bottle of the day.
It’s good to stay hydrated in these times, so I’m grateful
to have this little extra to help me.
©2026 Bas Bleu
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