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Close The Book

During my forced poverty, I’d created a list of books I wanted to read, well listen to on account of my vision, and I’ve been able to start getting through the list.

Sadly, one of the ones near the top of the list doesn’t show an audiobook on Apple (my preference), or on Space Cowboy Jeff’s station. But I’ve been trying to get through a couple of the others. By mistake, I bought a book by this British Anti-Capitalist Feminist author. I only got about a third of the way through before I moved onto Katie Herzog’s book.

Not sure what I think about it, honestly. I just have never had the constitution to do that much. Should I be envious? No, but in a way I am? I just can’t let myself get that out-of-control, and never have been able to.

My wife and I have been together for twenty years. I think she’s seen me drunk twice, maybe? I can, and do, set up limits on myself. “Dry January?” Been there, done that, wonder what benefit I got from it.

But I’m sure I’ll keep whittling through the list over the next few weeks. Still being cautious with spending, though there isn’t the urgent reason for it. But, much like the abstaining from alcohol, I guess I get accustomed to a routine.

Speaking. of that, I’m going to do a mini writing streak later this month. The prompt cards my wife had gotten me as a gift willl get use. I’m sure they’ll get more in November.

I do have to give the totes-didn’t-used-to-do-evil company credit for its OCR capabilities in their app.

It’s neat.

Things.
Get.
Better.

And not because of government.

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Really Haven’t Moved

Following last week’s revelations about the Massie loss, I’ve found myself in an odd situation. My determination, then, was that I’m not going to ever vote for anyone who supported the release of the “Epstein Files.” The one Louisiana Republican who actually was the sole vote against, on further research, seems more than a little off his rocker. My rep, Don “Replacement Moran” Beyer Volvo wasn’t there to vote. Didn’t take long for me to find yet another reason to vote against him. Whatever.

But Bridget Phetsey had a Dumpster Fire dispatch that largely mirrored my take on the reactions.

I’m sorry. I don’t believe in your space laser conspiracies. And I think a lot less of you because you’ve signed on to them. Bridget is pretty consistent with her 1990s feminist views on many subjects.

But that makes me a Christian Nationalist Rapist, right?

Elon Musk famously tweeted this cartoon. Do I necessarily agree with Elon? Nope. I’m farther right than he is on the X-Axis, but socially I’m pretty far to “the left,” even if some of those views have moderated as I’ve reconsidered faith teachings. When I was in college, I would have agreed with pretty much wide-open contraception/abortion, and I was in favor of capitol punishment.

While I now don’t want to see either eliminated, I’m not a fan of either.

I think I have a start of a long OWT on all of this, if I can find the energy to distill it.

Let’s see how I feel after some coffee.