Y2/D322 - Tired

I got up early to do laundry - the best time to do laundry is at 6 AM on a weekday, unfortunately, it's also only possible when I'm working remotely or have the day off. Because I'm usually off to the train by 6:35 am, and on the train by 6:45-6:50, then on the second train by 7:15, which leaves at 7:29. There's too many steps, cross-walks, and lengthy platforms to cut it close.

I did not venture outside - but I'm told it warmed up a bit. And it was sunny outside the window. Now, it's getting overcast again - which does not bode well for the rest of the week. If it's too icy on Friday - I'm calling in a Personal Day.

BYT managed to get me 2 hours of Comp Time. They apparently shot it down, until she informed them that she ordered me to do it.

Me: So you lied to them?
BYT: Yeah well, I'd have told you to if I thought of it.
Me: I did it because I didn't want to miss the deadline.
BYT: Yeah, I'd have done the same thing.

I have mixed feelings about BYT as you can well imagine.

Anyhow, after talking to mother (who is wrestling with how to handle her taxes digitially - she's a luddite, I want to strangle her accountants), and taking a hot shower, washing my hair, I made "Keto" (basically low in sugar and carbs and grain free) brownies for desert. [Keto unlike Paeolo has no issues with butter - the more the better.] I'll make dinner shortly. (I know it's in reverse, don't care. The desert takes longer.)

Mother: 90 year olds can do their taxes online.
Me: Yes, well, not everyone is the same.
Mother: I should be able to do this - but my computer keeps crashing on me and I'm worried.
Me: Maybe talk to my brother? He uses an accountant...(I don't - I use Turbo Tax, but guided my mother through her tax accountant's system over the phone - isn't something I can do.)
Mother: I didn't call him yesterday to see if he'd call me, he didn't.
Me: He didn't? Well Phooey on him. He doesn't get a cookie.

Technology has become the bane of my existence. Tomorrow, I get to figure out how to get Zoom on my work computer. It works on my laptop. Tech doesn't work equally on all computers - or so I've discovered.

I've avoided becoming a BFN on either Soap Twitter or FB, do not want. There are crazy people on line. It's why I'm leery of fandoms, because I was (albeit briefly) a BFN in the Buffy fandom. It was not pleasant. Again, crazy people. And having anonymity - makes them crazier.

Soap Twitter fought over whether someone can lose a birth certificate, or not be able to find any record of it. I'm like, really. Yellowstone did that already on its show - and it's a hyper-realistic show. Also, I know people who have had that happen - they were adopted, no one told them, and they didn't look at their birth certificate closely - most don't.

Now they are making fun of a male character who is allegedly a Virgin and can't drive.

Our society is overly obsessed with sex and cars and not in a good way.

They also can't figure out why the media critics think the soap has the best writing - they are right there. Although when it comes to media critics, I'm always wonder what they are comparing it to. Because that's an important factor. If in comparison to other daytime soaps, then I suddenly feel vindicated for not watching the others. (Not that I cared one way or the other.)

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I wore a mask to do laundry - mostly out of habit, considering no one was down there or in the hallway, and I was mostly by myself.

I finished The Worst Guy an independently published contemporary romance available for free on Kindle Unlimited. It was rec'd by SmartBitches, and better than expected. Smartbitches is kind of hit or miss in the rec's department.

It's about two smart surgeons with narcissistic fathers and bad childhoods, who hook up during conflict resolution therapy. I found the male lead adorable, the female lead - I kept wanting to smack, but she was more relatable than most.

I'd say it was a better contemporary romance than most. Probably because it was independently published and broke some of the rules and tropes. Publishers are insanely inflexible when it comes to stylistic choices in genre.

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Okay off to make dinner, watch my soap, and veg...here have a picture:

Stuff I found ...

Neil Gaiman interviews Art Spiegelman (Wrote MAUS0

Watch on YouTube

"As a result, we ended up in a world where we're all in the spin room being spun as opposed to being taken back to see what is being done to us." [He's discussing giving into the cynicism seen in later incarnations of Mad Magazine, and not believing in anything greater than ourselves and power and control and greed. See Rudy Giuliani.)

This is a fascinating video about creating comics and the art form. It's also an amazing conversation about MAUS, comics, Mad Magazine, perception, and the Holocaust. It's worth listening to.

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Hmm...in a related event, Whoopie got suspended from the View.

ABC Suspends Whoopie Goldberg from the View

Whoa. Not that I care about the View.
( the Whoopie fiasco )

Words matter - if you have a platform. Not if you are just talking to yourself in your own apartment. Well they do, but you're the only one who will care - and possibly the walls, and maybe any ghosts listening in.