1. notes on stuff I've either partially written or still haven't gotten to:
Sharing more reading and music and etc this year. How did mother never read Betsy-Tacy?
"Criminals flourish when no credible system exists to adjudicate the claims of their victims." (I no longer have any idea where I was going with this.)
Code switching v. the dog whistle
The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya
Love, Chunibyo & Other Delusions
la goutte qui fait déborder le vase...
Exquisite Timing: Perimenopause and the Bee Gees
mittelschmirtz Livvy ovaries overlapping Medium 1977 letting it happen as it happens
3 oz gin
1/2 oz maple syrup
3/4 oz lime juice
“Fully functional. I am programmed in multiple techniques. A broad variety of pleasuring.”
2. My daughter said my blog has been depressing lately:
For some reason, I apologized. I mean, in my head I was thinking I’m probably going to do a lot of light-hearted little posts soon, and then she followed up saying the posts are also too long…
I like to vary the length. But the online blog thing keeps changing. People like pictures with a bit of text stamped onto them, and they like short pithy essays, and for some reason, they like, or at least like to create, very very long recipe posts with endless repetitive photos of eggs in a bowl, and then eventually a list of ingredients and instructions.
But it seems that they get scared if you get beneath their skin about really personal stuff they can’t do anything about. Well, sure, I get that. And it’s never been my intention to expose myself all that much online in that manner, anyway. Yet I can’t apologize for it and feel very good about what that means. So I kind of take back the apology. At the same time, if I have any more cruel depths to share; elements which occasionally rise above my shallow, superficial mien, I’ll just go paint or bake a lot of cookies and see if it sinks back down into the belly of the beast in which it usually resides. The world has enough to be going on with this season.
3. I liked writing better when the screens were larger. The keyboard on this 11-inch MacBook Air suits me perfectly, but I'd rather be typing beneath a much larger page. I don't see how that can be really just me.
Stay tuned, if you want to. I'm in the mood to fool around.