Tyler Weaver's Blog, page 9
August 30, 2021
Awake, Sort of
Always trickier returning to the Main Thing after a day away on the newsletter (though I did have fun assembling it, the NL, from the fragments of the month: will continue to do so); have to get more disciplined about and detailed in my "Note to Tomorrowself" document: no idea where to start – or where the beginning was – this morning. Handwriting metric a possibility. But ugh, metrics.
Started using Trello as a digital replacement for the physical cards and scraps and sticky notes that have become unwieldy. So far so good: thinking I'll write an Informality/Process(ing) piece on my current worktools; might be a good way for me to better understand the shifting of my methods towards the digital since I've started using the M1 iPad for everything (example: I'm not sure that SPOKENSOFTLY would have existed sans switch), the lone exception being my calendar: I prefer a physical entity, a cheap 2021-22 desk planner. (And my handwritten journal remains the key essential, nearly a decade and a half on.)
Podwork this afternoon (and all week, really): aiming for Friday release for the next episode, and the one after that for middle of September, though it might be earlier. The dogchildren require sustenance; on with the day.
P.S.: COUNT ME IN, a documentary on drummers, is fantastic. It’s currently playing on Netflix.
August 29, 2021
Another Sunday in the books. Unsurprisingly, I remain ter...
Another Sunday in the books. Unsurprisingly, I remain terrible at small talk, especially when I’m possessed of none of the shared memories involved in said diminuitive talk. Now I have to go make hot dogs.
Newsletter Sunday / Macro Inbound
Words failing because I've written a lot of words about words so I'll just say goodmorning and move on and issue the general thing:
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THE WOLF MAN (1941) is still brilliant. And tragic as hell. Claude Rains's face when he realizes what he's done...
Sunday Sunday...
August 28, 2021
From the Archives: An Interview with Wallace Stroby
From 28 April 2021: novelist Wallace Stroby and I discuss his latest novel, the brilliant HEAVEN’S A LIE, the process of processing, and so much more. You can listen here - and subscribe to new episodes via RSS, Apple Podcasts, or your preferred podcast app.
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On his namesake’s birthday, Kirby gets his Marvel/Kirby collar.
(Also) Reading:
My complete reading list, from 2013 to the present, lives here.
"Don't eat me: I'm trying to make this so it doesn't strangle you"
– me, to Kirby, as I attempt to adjust his collar / fit a new one on him because he grew overnight. Again.
(It does seem that I'm naming these morning curtain risings – for the time being – after things I've said to the dogchildren in the predawn.)
Currently +/-0830 in the morning, the sun is shining, and the AC is alive with the sound of riding lawnmowers circumnavigating tiny lawns; I've been back here for more than ten years (after ten glorious years away) and I'm still unable to reacclimate myself to that particular heartlandic phenomenon...
Speaking of: in-lawn fun awaits this afternoon; I'm already sneezing like a motherfucker – high allergy alerts in the inbox – might as well add tall mowed grass to it while I bake in the afternoon sun. Delightful, yes; I hate weekends.
(At least I get to listen to podcasts.)
What I do love is what this space is becoming. I'm happy here, sharing whatever strikes my fancy to no one in particular. Questions as to why I continue to waste my breath on social media abound. (To hold your breath is to waste it, as Alan Watts says.) Perhaps as this space slides out of beta, I'll have a better answer for myself other than 12 years of addiction and habit.
In full TSR0007 edit mode (and interview mode, for 0008 on Tuesday) so the comics thing will shift a bit to the backburner... aiming for 0007 release next Weds, more likely than not will be next Fri. August's MacroParentheticals lands in subscribers' inboxes tomorrow morning.
On with the day, whatever it may look like, bleary-eyed and etc...
August 27, 2021
The next TSR interview is done and The Morkie is resting ...
The next TSR interview is done and The Morkie is resting her head on my foot while Kirby snores and I stare into space: I'll get more comfortable with posting small ephemera throughtout the day here eventually. Because ephemera.


