Month: November 2020

#MondayThoughts: It’s not Friday

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I just titled this post “Friday Thoughts.” Which is all fine and good, except on a Monday that might be a little confusing.

Perhaps I am a little confused.

It’s a fully gray day, it looks like it could snow, and the temperature is just low enough to do it, though we’re more likely to get sleet. Now THAT’S November, but of course it’s the last day of November so…well…yeah.

We are all settling in for a brighter tomorrow, though we still have a fascist-filled today, and waiting that out is no one’s favorite activity. It will be such a relief for the world to stop pointing and laughing come January.

As terrible as these trump years have been, they’ve exposed the rot under the flooring, we can see it all now and if we can see it, we can fix it. And when we fix it, we’ll pour a concrete foundation so it never seeps again.

Anyway that’s me for Monday. Have a great day.

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Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
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#FridayThoughts: Sale priorities

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The sales have definitely increased in intensity this week, and I’ve been spending money. More than I should, that’s for sure, but this year I’ve bought very few things. Even clothing sales don’t bring the excitement they did.

Where would I wear them?

I finally got myself a TV large enough that I don’t have to stand in the middle of the room to read things on it. It was a really, really, really good deal and yet it feels wildly extravagant, especially now. But there are few things I will use more in the coming months.

These times are tough to navigate, although now that President-elect Biden has won, the light on the surface is glimmering, showing us the way up. Maybe that’s what my inexplicable spending spree is about, really, that hope, that optimism for the future.

Or maybe I just want stuff.

Who knows. Either way, spend money, don’t spend money, but have a great Friday and a fantastic weekend regardless.

Check out  my full-length novels (affiliate links): 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
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#ThursdayThoughts ten word photo prompt: Thanksgiving Edition

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It may be Thanksgiving but it’s still Thursday! That means a ten word story.

And while our Thanksgivings may, or do, or SHOULD look different this year, we might as well mark the day with one of our ten word stories.

So long as they’re exactly ten words. No Thanksgiving theme required, either.

Using the image above as a prompt, craft a story of exactly ten words, and then have a great holiday.

Ready? Here’s mine:

Thoroughly misunderstanding “distanced holiday,” Holly found herself miles from home.

#WednesdayWisdom: Thanksgiving hasn’t been Thanksgiving for years

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It’s uniformly gray out today, sky to ground. Probably fog. Or the outside’s gone black and white.

Anything is possible in 2020.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and people seem obsessed with celebrating it as though there isn’t a deadly airborne virus that’s already killed a quarter of a million people. They want to pretend that every year it’s Norman Rockwell and cozy, joyous family time.

And to that I say: give me a break.

If we hadn’t watched people line up for sales, first at the crack of dawn on Friday, then midnight, and then on Thanksgiving itself, then maybe I’d say feel free to mourn a little but still, don’t do the big gathering.

But we did.

We saw as retailers forced their employees to work on this “sacred” day so that people could get blenders and socks at a modest discount. We’ve watched fights break out over televisions; we’ve seen people camping out for sales get robbed; we’ve seen stampedes over gaming consoles.

So this year, let’s not pretend that it’s stodgy Democrats and our stodgy desires to stop the death toll that shifted the tone of the holiday. People did it, voluntarily, for years.

If you can change your plans for a toaster oven at Target, you can change your plans to stop people from dying. And if you can’t, then what the hell is wrong with you?

Anyway, have a great Wednesday, and remember your choices for tomorrow could mean the difference between someone being alive at Christmas and someone not.

Check out  my full-length novels (affiliate links): 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
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#TuesdayThoughts: It’s only TUESDAY?

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I’m having a hard time believing it’s not at least Wednesday, but here we are on Tuesday. It’s gray and wet out, I don’t know if it’s rain, sleet or snow, but we might have any or all of them today. Yay.

I have to go back to the drug store, they didn’t have one of my prescriptions, and the thought fills me with dread. It was not fun yesterday.

Not fun at all.

Meanwhile the states are certifying the election so the tantrum is almost over. But we must never, ever forget these last four years or try to to smooth them over into something better than they were, or we will have them back again.

It’s amazing, no one is telling trump it’s time for him to retire the way they did with Clinton. They’re not saying it’s time for him to go knit and be with his grandchildren. No they’re talking about how Republicans would back him for a 2024 run.

It’s disgusting.

But one problem at a time.

Anyway, that’s it for Tuesday. Have a good one.

Check out  my full-length novels (affiliate links): 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
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#MondayThoughts: recycled

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It’s brightly sunny this morning, I’m not sure if it’s warm or cold, it could be either here. Even in January with the temperature in single digits, the sun can shine merrily away, as though laughing at its own joke.

The election is done and over and yet the most pathetic man on the planet–without hyperbole, he genuinely is the most pathetic man on the planet–whines and cries and throws temper tantrums because he refuses to understand he lost.

And he did lose.

Bigly.

I’ve got errands to do, but errands in this era bring a specter of apprehension, as here we are in the midst of this terrible pandemic Republicans have fanned into roaring flames. I hope when sanity takes over leadership, there will be consequences for their depravity.

So that’s all I have today, the same few thoughts rolling into a brand-new week. I’m too tired and annoyed for a Monday morning, gotta leave yourself a little room to expand.

I’m going to try to get my frame of mind a little on the better side and get my things done. You have a great Monday.

Check out  my full-length novels (affiliate links): 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
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#FridayThoughts: Give yourself a break

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I decided to give myself a break by ordering groceries. The virus numbers are soaring, and while the first time we went through this, there weren’t enough shoppers or deliverers to go around, this time it seems there are plenty.

And it’s amazing how easy it is. No girding resolve to go into a store, no vigilance at remaining six feet from everyone, no treading and retreading aisles.

Thank goodness for the people willing to do it.

It’s been a long week, a stressful week when really it shouldn’t have been. Everything should be settled by now, things smoothly rolling on toward change, but alas, they are not. Instead we are held hostage by the delusions of an incredibly stupid narcissist, who is held up by the people around him pretending his delusions are reality.

Fun times.

So accept that now is stressful and difficult, and give yourself a break in some way, whether it’s taking a routine chore off of your plate, doing something you love for a little slice of time, or buying yourself a present. Be nice to yourself.

That’s it for me today. Have a great Friday and a fantastic weekend.

Check out  my full-length novels (affiliate links): 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
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#ThursdayThoughts ten word photo prompt: Perspective

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When we get to Thursday we hit our #ThursdayTen! In just ten words, write a story based on the photo above.

Exactly ten words.

It’s super easy, except in that it’s hard.

Ready?

Here’s mine:

Finally through the dimensional barrier, stuck, Kevin felt gravity dissolve.

#WednesdayWisdom: We are not made of politics

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Sure there’s a lot going on, and the situation feels volatile, though in reality, it’s likely much less so than it feels. President-elect Biden won by every metric, and the pushback against reality is disorienting.

But there are other things besides politics. I posted what I thought was a throw-away comment on twitter about how long my hair has gotten during the pandemic, and to my surprise, people were happy to chat about hair.

Just hair.

All minutes of all days don’t have to be dedicated to this absurd political climate caused, I will emphasize, by one side and one side only. It’s so typical of narcissism that the world becomes the narcissist’s world, and here trump is trying to do that literally.

We don’t have to allow it.

He can stomp his likely tiny little foot all he wants, for once, the world will not conform to his outlandish demands. And we don’t have to feed him energy for his temper tantrum.

So let us roll our eyes at the last days of the pathetic geriatric toddler and just talk about something else. It doesn’t have to be hair.

Have a good Wednesday.

Check out  my full-length novels (affiliate links): 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
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See what I’m writing on Medium.

#TuesdayThoughts: Tweezing the tick of evil

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As the sun sets on the trump regime, all I see are Republicans trying to inflict as much damage as possible upon their own country to serve their own ends. It’s nauseating.

There is this thing about powerful men, and let us be clear, it’s always men, where the entire world must conform to their whims. Thousands upon thousands upon thousands of miles away in Russia, normal people try to live normal lives while putin slakes his unquenchable greed and megalomania; here as COVID burns free we watch as the trumps and the entire Republican party laugh and laugh like demons in a nightmare.

There is real evil in the world, and it appears that evil seeks power.

Thanks to the foresight of some people who lived hundreds of years ago, and people who lived at the beginning of the last century, plucking trump off the skin of America like a tick is not impossible. Come January, no matter what he says, he will be gone.

But, like that tick, he’ll leave behind that nasty head in the form of the Republicans still in control. Hopefully we can dig that head out in Georgia in January.

And that’s Tuesday, ended on a gross metaphor. Have a great day.

Check out  my full-length novels (affiliate links): 
Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only)   
Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) 
Her Cousin Much Removed
The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
Peruse Montraps Publishing
See what I’m writing on Medium.