Fri. Dec. 22, 2023: Of COURSE There’s Drama Going Into a Holiday Weekend (Headdesk)
image courtesy of Gordon Johnson via pixabay.comFriday, December 22, 2023
Waxing Moon
Chiron, Uranus, Jupiter, Mercury Retrograde
Sunny and cold
I hope you had a lovely Solstice.
Yesterday ended up being far more complicated than I expected. Because heaven forbid we should just slide into the holidays with peace and joy, right?
Today’s serial episode is from ANGEL HUNT:
Episode 96: Randolph Neville’s Reading
Lianna’s guide tries to give Lianna information during the reading, but constant interruptions prevent it.
Tomorrow’s serial episode is from DEADLY DRAMATICS:
Episode 46: Another Dead Body
A man’s body is found nearby. Is it Jake?
The sun came out for a bit yesterday morning, which was lovely.
Too funny: My horoscope yesterday morning said that January was going to be more social for me. I laughed and laughed, because I usually hibernate Jan. and Feb., especially with the weather around here. And yet, people are getting in contact to plan getting together! Weather-permitting, I will.
The tickets are all set to take my mom to the opera on Dec. 30. The museum even gave me permission to use a specific parking spot (the individual got in touch to offer me his designated slot) so that my mom doesn’t have to walk so far. They are so nice there.
I managed to edit/upload/schedule four more Legerdemain episodes. Got the log lines done. I already did next week’s graphics, so popping everything into the video templates today shouldn’t take too long.
So, Substack: The response to the concerns that they are monetizing right wing extremists is unacceptable. The whole “we don’t like them but we like their money” is ridiculous. There have been red flags for months, including the writers who claim you can just curate the extremists out of your feed and it’s all good. Which isn’t the way it works. And the people defending keeping the extremists on the platform (for profit) aren’t out there working against those banning books or getting on school boards to keep the extremists off – because they’re being paid by said extremists. It’s not about free speech, it’s about profit, and this façade they’re putting up pretending they’re free speech advocates isn’t fooling anyone except their fellow profiteers.
I’m so tired of being told I should be nice to and/or ignore people who are steadily stripping away my rights and would kill me, given the opportunity. No.
I never looked at Process Muse as a newsletter, but more like a column. Most newsletter platforms aren’t appropriate for it. So, I’m looking into options. Which dilutes making a big, dramatic exit from Substack, but it’s not like I’m a huge public figure. I’m leaving so that I’m walking my talk, not to make a big public statement. I’m looking at my options. I won’t lose any income from moving it, since I never used a subscription/paywall for it (loss of income is a reason some authors are giving to stay).
That research ate up more of the day than I hoped.
I nearly forgot to put the Cornish hens into the crockpot, but I managed it by late morning, and used the “high” setting instead of the “low” setting.
Yoga was good, although I wasn’t diligent enough in the week between sessions, and felt the difference. I have to do some of these core/lower back exercises EVERY DAY. No excuses.
When I got home, I received information about a somewhat nasty rumor that someone in my previous location (with whom I’ve had no contact in SEVEN YEARS) has been spreading. It’s completely ridiculous, and I can’t understand why the individual who started it bothered.
What’s the point of spreading a lie about someone who is no longer a part of your life? I’m baffled.
So that was all exhausting.
But the Solstice dinner was lovely, as was the ritual after.
I did not sleep well, in spite of the fresh fleece sheets, and had a series of bad dreams. But it’s sunny today, probably the last sunny day we see for a week. I was going to head down to Pittsfield on the hunt for something in one of the grocery stores down there, but I don’t need it until next weekend, so I’ll go on a day next week that isn’t totally stormy and awful.
On today’s agenda: some writing, across several projects. Platform research. Next week’s episode videos. And maybe a whole lotta nothing.
Tomorrow is known as “Nameless Day” or “Between” in the Celtic calendar, because it’s a day between tree months. So tomorrow, I am going to make up as I go along, and do exactly as I wish!
Have a lovely holiday weekend, and I’ll catch you on the other side!
