I will spend the rest of my days trying to figure out why the left edge of the laptop is perfectly parallel with the left edge of the photo while the right edge is at an angle. Overthinking it just now has given me a headache. Anyway, my laptop is ready for travel (at least to the nearest coffeehouse).
Welp, another doctor’s appointment, another medical professional insisting I’m fine. I’ll be taking another fistful of ibuprofen if you need me.
I can see why people go all RFK Jr. on their health care and take monkey hormones for headaches or something.
Newsletter time. Get your Friday issue today.
Working on the Tuesday edition. Took the new (refurbished) laptop to the coffee shop in LaGrange for the first time today and was pleased with how much I could do.
I’m surprisingly productive when I’m not in the home office surfing YouTube and reviewing my Etsy inventory. Now that I’m starting to get freelance work, I may set up regular coffee shop time during the week.
Elote ice cream. That’s corn, for the uninitiated. It’s like frozen creamed corn with a touch of sweetness.
Second iced adeni chai (or Yemeni chai, depending on the coffee place) of the week. Caffeine leaves me slightly crampy these days, but I needed this. Thank you, MOTW Coffee & Pastries in Lombard, Illinois.
A day late in pimping this in this space: the first of hopefully many Tuesday newsletters.
I really hate time-for-the-dumber-of-our-two-dogs-to-get-skunked season. Now the living room smells like Dawn dishwashing detergent and death.
Somewhere, in a room dripping with ketchup and rage, Donald Trump is asking somebody who Eugene Debs is.
Today is the first day I noticed the tornado siren testing in town since I was laid off in March. The siren tests used to puncture the first Tuesday morning of the month as my work day began.
I guess I had slept through the others since I got sacked. Until today.
The one thing that makes Halloween tolerable for me these days.
A blessed Caturday to those who celebrate.
This week’s newsletter has landed. Or fallen. Whatever.
Been spending entirely too much time watching studio/home office makeovers on YouTube. I realize that watching these as piles of paper and art supplies and “inventory” build up behind me is … wrong.
The video game and anime “Uma Musume Pretty Derby” has pulled my teenager into the horse phase she never had as a little girl. Now I’m selling her fandom sticker, based on a Tumblr photo meme, on Etsy.
Whether you like animated Japanese horsegirl mashups, horses, or just ridiculous imagery of anthropomorpic equine cartoons laughing at you, pick one up at the Etsy shop for your absurdist enjoyment.
This happened Sunday a few miles from our house. ICE thugs broke the driver’s side window of a family SUV and pulled three people out. I had no idea of this until a day later. Just sickened that the danger is getting closer and closer to home.
Quote of the week: “There is no HR in entrepreneurship.”
All the more reason I’m going the portfolio career route. In all the months since I was laid off, I have not missed dealing with HR people.
(Source: The Strategic Thinkers Podcast)
The e-commerce keeps on coming! You can now find me selling books on Biblio at Fluffbucket Books.
This makes me unbelievably happy.
It’s here, friends. Read and subscribe.
For those who say they voted for Trump because government waste needed to be cut. Thanks a whole lot for this.
Maybe it’s finally time to unplug my LinkedIn account.
This week’s newsletter has landed. Read, subscribe, etc.
I have a freelance proofreading assignment due Friday that is giving me PTSD, and I’m cramping up and behind on artwork and e-store shipments. I haven’t felt this miserable since before I was laid off.
There’s meaning in this, I’m sure.
I hate that I got a facial the other day and now I have a huge zit under my lower lip. I’d like to think I’d be done with such things at 59 years old.
Watching tonight’s game with great interest tonight. I strongly suspect the Brew Crew is better equipped to take on Satan’s Team™️ in the NLCS.
