Fri. June 6, 2025: Sticky and Humid

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Friday, June 6, 2025

Waxing Moon

Pluto Retrograde

Hot, humid, cloudy, stormy

It’s Friday! Yippy skippy!

I’m looking forward to a weekend that starts with a lot of housework and the farmer’s market, includes two shows, and a friend coming to stay for a couple of days next week.

I had an interesting conversation with an acquaintance about online stuff. I’ve decided to unsubscribe from some things because the person insists they “don’t do” or “don’t allow” politics. Which, of course, translates to the current situation supporting their white privilege and they skew right. As my yoga teacher said a few months ago, “breathing is political” and that’s even more true now than in previous times. So I am disengaging from those. Also, as my acquaintance pointed out, there are so many who post just for the outrage of it. “Oh, this terrible thing is happening!” While bearing witness is important, what the heck are you DOING about it when you’re not posting? Too many people are posting for the adrenalin hit, not because they are then, later in the post, providing resources to address the situation, or offering legitmate citations or solutions. Another type of poster to shed. Because these people are both draining energy and causing harm. They can do whatever they want on their own pages, but I don’t need to have them show up on my feeds or engage with them. Our paths are different.

There are posters I trust, who have factual information, and also resources and ideas. People who do the best they can to live their lives with some sort of integrity and treat others with basic human dignity. That is where I put my time, so I can take informed action, or get new ideas.

And I also want to balance it out with fun posts, too, because we need to retain joy in our lives. I want to do that as a poster and as a reader.

On a practical level, I have to start marketing again. When I market, I sell reasonably well. When I do not, I do not. Since every day is a dumpster fire, every day feels inappropriate to market, but I have to do it anyway.

I rewrote sections of the outline. I’d written myself into a corner. I had to figure a way out of it. But I think I have. I will do a final proofread this morning and get it out the door! Hopefully, I will also get the notes back to expand the outline on the other series, and then I can invoice for that section.

I was tired by the end of it. And it was hot. It made it up to 88, although not that hot inside. I had the fans going. It was about 80 inside, which is bearable.

Cape Cod Beer sold out to a corporation. I can’t say as I’m surprised, but it’s a shame. It’s a slap in the face to their customers, but that’s the model. Build something, sell it for a lot of cash, it gets destroyed.

Although our local Chinese restaurant here is back in good hands, the one we liked so much. The owners wanted to retire. They sold it. They did not sell out to a corporation. They thought they were selling to owners who would honor the customer base. The new owners were shut down by the health department. The old owners bought it back, cleaned it up, changed the name, and are back serving the people who love them. Which means the lo Mein will taste good again! Yes, I’m a white girl, and lo Mein is a comfort food.

I am angered and saddened by the murder of Jonathan Joss. Not surprised, sadly, and not surprised that the San Antonio law enforcement and community is trying to defend it. It was definitely a hate crime, and these public denials by those who should have protected him don’t change that. May those responsible suffer for eternity. May the dog they murdered hunt them in their dreams forever.

So this fight between That Thing and the Rich Addict – while it’s mildly entertaining, I wonder if it’s just a performance to cover more ICE atrocities. I remain skeptical that it’s a real falling out. What was that little performance meant to cover these past few days?

Hot, sticky evening. I finished the next book for review. I will write and submit the review this morning, and ask for my next assignment. A sticky night meant I didn’t sleep well. A thunderstorm and some rain came through, but only cooled things down a little, and the humidity is still high. We are also under flood watch. I hope I can get my errands in before the weather gets too nasty.

Up early, feeling a bit out of sorts. There’s a lot to get done in the next couple of days, and then some fun.

Late last night, an email arrived saying I was hired for a content writer position I applied to in December, for assignments “based on availability.” I don’t remember anything about it, and the email was a little vague. I will think about it over the weekend, and do some digging into the company. They liked my submission materials. Yay? But shouldn’t there be an interview process involved? The pay is a little on the low side, and there’s no sense of expectations as to workload.

I have two small coverages to turn around today, too. I forgot all about them this week, focused on the ghostwriting.

Have a good one!