1.0Welcome to Scottys Bloghttps://scottysblog.com/homeScotty Hawkeshttps://scottysblog.com/home/author/scotty-hawkes/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="70UXLkEzKb"><a href="https://scottysblog.com/home/a-tough-weekend/">A tough weekend</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://scottysblog.com/home/a-tough-weekend/embed/#?secret=70UXLkEzKb" width="600" height="338" title="“A tough weekend” — Welcome to Scottys Blog" data-secret="70UXLkEzKb" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://scottysblog.com/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script> I feel like shit. Total, utter, abjectly miserable shit. Just to set the context, in case it doesn't leap off the page as you read this cheery pile of old cobblers. My skin hurts. It feels like someone has injected a thick layer of poison right under it, such that even a pat on the […]