#ThursdayThoughts: Bring new life to what feels old.

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It’s gray and it’s rainy, and I’m already thirteen things ahead in my mind, which really isn’t fair to you, frankly. So I will try to redirect my mind to the moment, where we just hang out for a little bit and chat about the little things and the big things and the good things and the awful things.

Today is about a curious thing.

I just opened Scrivener for the first time. For anyone who doesn’t know, it’s software specifically designed for writing, with attention to established formats for various types, like fiction or scholarly articles or various forms of screenwriting.

I always thought–beyond screenwriting which is very complicated and does not lend itself to a flow state for writing–Word alone would do.

Not sure what they’ve done, it’s a culmination of constant churning, I think, to justify a subscription rather than a purchase, but I am finding writing in Word choppy and frustrating. Too many bells that ring into empty rooms, too many whistles that no creature can hear in any register while it’s harder and harder to find what you do need.

Upon opening, Scrivener looks complicated, but from what I can see, it’s really only broken down into parts. I like the ancillary documents you get when opening a new project, I was just playing around with the “location” worksheet which will be helpful in the project I want to use as tester.

The world goes on and things change and it’s possible this program can make my life a little easier, removing one of the nonwriting complications from writing.

It’s possible it’s a new and shiny way to sharpen my pencils, which has always been my family’s metaphor for procrastination.

But you don’t know unless you try. Habits are ingrained, they can be tough to shake, but sometimes doing things a little differently can bring new life to what feels old.

Anyway, that’s it for me on this Thursday, have a spectacular day.

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#ThursdayThoughts: Happy cannot be stolen.

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No idea what the weather is doing today, and I think it doesn’t either. It’s somehow both sunny and cloudy but not partly of either. Weird.

Yesterday I went to the dentist, who is very far away, and it turned into a whole day. It wasn’t too bad, aside from the cleaning, which I never enjoy but has to be done. I really adore my hygienist, though, she was brand new when she started with me and so conscientious. The best part is she loves what she does.

She’s one of those people whose whole life is falling into place, bit by bit. She recently got married, in the time intervening our appointments. It’s amazing how life changes in six months increments.

Or doesn’t change at all.

The rhythm of life is not the same for everyone, though. A beat of a different drummer can be used pejoratively, but why? We are all fundamentally different, one way or another.

We cannot measure ourselves by anyone else’s score, musical or numerical. That way only unhappiness lies, as can we live only our own lives and no one else’s. And we just see the outside anyway, how would we know what the inside is like?

I hope all insides are happy, frankly, no matter the shape and form. Maybe that seems like a tall order, but I don’t think it should be. Unfortunately too many people work far too hard to make it not so, especially for others, as though a limited amount of happy exists and they want to hoard it.

It doesn’t work that way, as happy cannot be stolen; it will turn bitter and disintegrate to dust.

It can be dampened though, or poisoned, so think about that before you become the kind of person who tries, as though taking it away from someone else will make you feel better.

Anyway, I’m not sure where I’m going, as I feel like I already got there, so I will end with this: it takes nothing from you to have joy for other people’s joys.

And with that I wish you a wonderful Thursday.

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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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#ThursdayThoughts: Only under John Roberts’ joke of a Court.

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It’s sunny, still chilly but I am feeling much, much better. I think allowing myself rest for the last couple of days really did the trick. Still a little bit sneezy but very manageable.

What isn’t manageable is the fact that SCOTUS is hearing arguments that trump should be able to throw a coup if he wants, or at least that’s what the bits of argument we’ve seen boil down to. Right now they are determining whether he has “immunity” from prosecution for criminal acts while president.

I think the issue is limited to his actual time in office but I’m not exactly sure.

But that is one of the most outlandish things to normalize in a sea of normalizing the unthinkable. If a president is immune from all criminality while in office, what is to stop Pres. Biden from giving trump the Navalny treatment right now? What is to stop Pres. Biden from jailing all the conservative SCOTUS Justices the minute the ruling comes down?

Essentially it would be a granting of unlimited power to the person with the most power in the United States. How can anyone seriously consider that to be a possible interpretation of the Constitution?

Let alone handing that power to someone who has already said if he gets it again he will use it for revenge. None of us thinks Pres. Biden would actually do the things I just listed but trump has said he would be a dictator on day one, and would use the office for revenge.

Remember when an appellate court asked if immunity meant trump could use Seal Team 6 to assassinate a rival? And trump’s lawyer gave that a thumbs up?

Do you think trump wouldn’t? Because I think he’d make good on his promise to shoot someone on 5th Avenue.

This is ridiculous, and that the Court is giving it any consideration is equally ridiculous. So should SCOTUS say sitting president is immune, or worse, a president, no matter whether sitting or not, has “absolute immunity,” I think that would have to be put to the test. Because if it applies to trump, it applies to everyone.

And he’s not in the White House.

Hopefully he’ll never see it again, but that doesn’t mean someone as despicable, as self-serving, as evil won’t get there some day.

Possibly not the most uplifting post, but reality is reality. I hope you have a good Thursday regardless.

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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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#ThursdayThoughts: If you’re behind on your boosters, boost up.

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It’s gray again, and I think it’s going to rain but I thought that yesterday and we got a minor sprinkle or two. Although today it’s the whole sky so who knows.

I got a COVID booster yesterday, I was behind, and I also got an update on tetanus, the vaccine with whooping cough, which you are supposed to get every ten years. Both of my arms are a little sore, and I’m feeling a bit tired.

Whether that’s down to a very small reaction to the vaccines or just being tired or even the weather, I don’t know. I mean the arms are obviously the vaccines but still better than getting sick.

Much better.

Instead of rambling (what make it different than any other day?!) I’m going to wrap it up here, but I hope you have a fabulous Thursday and if you’re behind on your boosters, boost up!

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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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#ThursdayThoughts: The Next Thing

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It’s gray and rainy, though not raining right at this minute. My brain is already on The Next Thing, when I need it here, in the present, right now.

Isn’t that always the way.

Lists running through our heads, a nondescript voice telling us to hurry up. However quickly we go, it’s not quickly enough, The Next Thing is always waiting.

Always.

But that’s also the thing. It’s still there, whether you speed through the current thing or not so why not make it wait for you? Let it practice its patience.

There’s no real reason to rush through everything just because there’s something else beyond it. There will always be something else.

Always.

So take a deep breath, maybe the first deep breath you’ve taken all day, take a nice sip of whatever beverage you have, or grab one if you don’t have one at the ready, and let’s just enjoy this moment together.

Before The Next Thing.

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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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#ThursdayThoughts #ThursdayTen ten word photo prompt: Technically.

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Image: @Dcroucher (Fake movie poster for a movie called “Offline” in electric blues and blacks. A robot man with blue laser eyes against a cityscape; there are two figures in the shadow of a bright light behind them on a road inside the robot man’s chest)

It’s another gray, rainy one, and this morning I have a lot of thoughts, but instead of talking about them, why not do a #ThursdayTen? It’s been a while. This one comes courtesy of DCroucher again, who conveniently has set up an online shop.

SO! #ThursdayTen! Remember how to play after all this time?? First time? Let’s go over the rules!

Using the image above as a prompt, write a ten word story. EXACTLY ten words.

Since it’s a movie poster, that can take the form of a tagline in this case, if you want, or plot, or simply the story.

It’s up to you!

It’s always up to you. Except the ten words part.

Ready?

Here’s mine:

Humanity is the problem. Taking them offline? AI’s perfect solution.

#ThursdayThoughts: They are bad people.

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It’s sunny today but apparently I have a headache, which makes sun less than ideal. Drats. Not too warm, either, even here at the end of March, but it has to warm up eventually, right?

Right?

I am watching republicans be even more abhorrent than their usual abhorrent over the Key Bridge and I find it so incredible that anyone would vote for these monsters. Blatant racism using direct substitution for racist words; claims that the federal government shouldn’t pay for a major thoroughfare like the bridge, even though that is, as a matter of fact, one of the roles of the federal government.

They are terrible, terrible people and yet people pretend that their being bad people is a different point of view.

It isn’t. They are bad people.

They hide behind complete twisted versions of religion to justify their actions, to pretend they are not bad people.

They are bad people.

And it’s time we told them so. It’s time we didn’t let them hid behind boring words or whistles so loud they are train whistles, not dog whistles.

If someone says something to you, in person, online, that reveals bad character, tell them so. Let them know they should be ashamed. It is not your job to make sure they don’t feel bad about being a bad person.

People should feel bad about being bad people.

It is more rude, more impolite, more inconsiderate to be a bad person. They certainly aren’t concerned with the feelings of others so why should their feelings be anyone else’s responsibility?

They hide in the demands for politeness.

Bad people don’t deserve politeness.

And that’s it for me today. Have a great Thursday and call out a bad person.

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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.
And download Better Living Through GRAVY and Other Oddities, it’s quick and weird!
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#ThursdayThoughts: The unreformable core.

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It’s another day of blahness, the sky is blah, the weather is chilly blah, I am blah. I’m also sneezy.

Playing “cold or allergies” roulette.

Not my favorite game.

Yesterday I punted when it came to this blog, and here it is today and I supposed I can’t just kick it down the road to tomorrow. I mean I could, but then tomorrow will show up and and here we’ll be again. Time to pick up the ball and run, which I guess means I am playing both sides of this metaphor so…

Seems hectic.

I’ve been thinking today about how we are who we are, wherever we may be, whenever we may be. I’m not talking about ideas or beliefs which can change over time or with more information, but the very core of us.

The basic underlying human in us. And as I write this, I am realizing this is a real “don’t look down” situation, because the more I tried to define what I meant the less I started to know what I meant. Or rather the less I was able to quantify it.

Beneath the trappings of identifiers, or maybe in a full amalgamation of identifiers, there is a core to us that doesn’t seem to vary much, from the time we can remember all the way around to the next time we can’t remember.

Some people are very comfortable with that core, they know it, they accept it, and they are surrounded by people who know and accept it, even enjoy it. Others of us may have an uneasy relationship with it, a teetertotter of acceptance and attempts to carve something else out of the uncarvable.

And still others of us may reject that core completely, bury it under a laundry pile of other things, throw in an unreachable well, try to pretend it doesn’t exist and never existed.

But it always surfaces, that core, and in many ways it puts life on a loop. Sometimes you can even see the repeat coming but the core does not bend, it does not sway. It remains.

The only thing to do, I suppose, is not fight the core. The core will be there, regardless. Adorn the core with knowledge; with the twinkling lights of new experiences, whether real or borrowed through fiction; dress it up in ways of understanding that other people are also doing the same.

And with that, I wish you a lovely Thursday.

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: Seriousness intermission with a some TV, Netflix edition.

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It’s grey (or gray? was that ever settled?) and rainy today, not right at this moment but probably soon. I may end up in the rain or not, that’s up to the weather at this point.

It’s been a week of serious, heavy topics and I want a little break in our little space here, so I’m going to talk about some stuff I’ve been watching lately, and then if that makes you want to talk about some stuff you’ve been watching lately, seems like a good deal.

First, Girls5Eva, which used to be on Peacock and moved to Netflix. There are three seasons including the newest one; all of them are available now. It does worry me that it means that Netlflix won’t be making more, but it’s a gem, no matter how many episodes there are. I’ve decided to watch from the beginning again and then into the new season. It’s even funnier the second time; the first I didn’t know what to expect.

Outstanding cast, relatable characters, and wild talent. Highly recommend.

Second, Blown Away, also Netflix, they’re all Netflix, as it happens, is a competition show about glassblowing. Though it follows the elimination one by one method, it’s really more about the art than anything else, and the finished products are incredible. There’s something special about this particular show, I’ve tried some of the other less conventional creative challenges and none are quite as compelling as this one.

Maybe it’s all the broken glass?

There are four seasons now, so that is a nice bingeing opportunity, if you’re so inclined.

And finally, I’m early into this one, but I’m enjoying Doctor Slump, a Korean drama on Netflix. It’s the story of a pair of high school academic rivals who hit their lives’ low points at the same time, and it has, at least so far, a good emphasis on mental health. Currently there are a number of doctors protesting plans to increase medical school admissions in South Korea, though I wonder if some of the conditions depicted in this drama are an underlying current of the protests.

It’s tough to know, because we don’t get the full picture here, but it’s not the first drama I’ve seen showing the Korean medical system as unrelentingly demanding, not that training for doctors in the US is any easy stroll. And of course it’s a drama, so it is, by nature, dramatic. No one should take Grey’s Anatomy literally.

What’s very real, though, is the approach to treating mental health in this show as any other ailment, also deserving of recovery as opposed to mere coping. There are still two episodes to air as I write this, not that I am close to caught up, so I can’t say which way this one will go, but a friend I trust with these things assures me it’s a very fun watch.

So that’s what I’ve got moving across my TV right now, please feel free to share yours and have a perfect Thursday!

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.

#ThursdayThoughts: How to shut down talk of Pres. Biden’s “age.”

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Ok so it’s as sunny as it was on Monday, but half the temperature, which is weird because it looks the same. It certainly wouldn’t feel the same.

I had some real life conversations in which the topic of conversation was Pres. Biden’s age. Not concern about trump saying he would be a dictator. Not concern about trump saying he would use the position for revenge and claiming he could assassinate his political enemies if he wanted.

Not concern for a party that says its goal is to end democracy.

But Pres. Biden’s age.

It’s really easy to end it, though, because that conversation is a game of let’s pretend, it’s shutting a door on a raging fire and pretending that the problem is the thermostat.

So here is how you fix that. “Pres. Biden’s age.”

Now you might be tempted to talk about how trump is the same age, practically speaking. And you can throw that in there. But the key is to control the parameters of the discussion. That is what that person is trying to do by limiting it to Pres. Biden’s age as an issue.

So reject it.

“Pres. Biden’s age.”

“Or you have fascism.”

This point is easily demonstrable and most people know it. At this point it’s very difficult to argue it’s hyperbole to call someone who has declared his intent to create a fascist state fascist. Examples abound. This way you have changed the subject to what really matters.

“But what if something happens?”

“That’s why we have a vice president.” Now this is definitely an end to that because few people will admit their real concern is a president who is a Black and Asian woman. But no matter what their objection what is your answer?

“Fascism.”

There’s another tactic. “Aren’t there better nominees.” This one is also easy. “No there aren’t, and Pres. Biden will be the nominee so here we are and either we can get on with it or…”

You can say it with me this time.

Fascism.

No one wants to include this reality in the conversation because then there is no conversation. The consequences are beyond dire at this point, there is no choice, no dilemma, only an America in the future or not.

You are going to annoy people. You are going to make them mad, or maybe you will simply make them think by framing it in a way they haven’t considered it before because everyone professionally framing leaves the hard truth out of the picture.

Whatever the issue, the alternative is fascism from a man no one can any longer say to take “seriously but not literally.” From a party who is making that intent clear with legislation all over the country.

Because we know he means it. We know they mean it. They already tried to overthrow the Constitution on January 6.

That’s it for today, have a great Thursday.

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.