"A cult is a religion with no political power."
Partly cloudy with a pissy sort of rain that waited until I started driving home.
I shall not say where, but just that I started playing Monopoly again. And that I dislike thousand island dressing and always forget that. Also have re-discovered iced coffee because I am like the Columbus of caffeine, only without all the slavery and nasty renaming of cultures because I do not know where I am.
I have not. That is a lie. I have very little. Three hours and some change and my eyes droop and my hid dips but when I lie down my brain will now quiet down and drift. Just drift away and I will no longer be tired but asleep and ahappy.
Walked a bit in the morning and enjoyed it. Thinking about starting up the “Zombies, Run 5K” again, maybe because I can only jog about a block before my back tells me no more, no more, we are done. Also helps with the no sleeping, seeing the rising sun brighten the neighborhood while my blood starts to flow is better than a cup of coffee. Also, coffee is great.
Finished Perks of Being a Wallflower and a Goosebumps book (insomnia based) for the 100 Banned Book project. Reviews soon. Started Summer of My German Soldier, but I cannot get into it as easy as I have been. Maybe because I am tired, maybe because I am having trouble shifting gears after the brutal nostalgia trip that is Wallflower. Beautiful book, though.
Started listening to two new podcasts:
Freakonomics - it is what you think it is in all its NPRish charm that takes its cues from This American Life. The most recent episode (and the one that convinced me to become a regular listener) was ironically about quitting. Go figure.
Drunks and Dragons - a few average folk playing D&D. Not for everyone, but great fun if you need something to rattle on while you work and give you a few laughs.
Also rocked on my morning walk by the news from the Yeah, It’s that Bad crew. I hope that the most recent was not their last (although if it was, it was still a great episode). I talked to some coworkers about it and they looked silly at me. One mentioned it was like when a TV show gets cancelled, but that’s not it. Podcasts are generally more earnest and personal than TV shows, the amateur “anybody can do it” nature allowing for actual growth and development of the people on the other end. That the YITB crew were to abruptly end for sad reasons hurts me after all the laughs they have given me, all the time passed. Feel like I listened to those guys grow up (and for one, get married and start a family) and it is sad to see them go. At least when Juice ended Tales from the Liberrycast, I had some warning.
I hope I can give a heads up if anything ever happens in my life...
The library continues. I have begun to have an issue when others in my periphery are talking (about productive stuff or not). It irritates me and causes me to stop what I am doing, even if my headphones are up high. Is this some weird defensive thing from the lizard brain? Identify threat, Debbie identified (talking about how her cactus is shedding or some shit), enter rage. I blame the tiredness. I need to relax and get some sleep. I am sensing a theme.
None done today. Besides this, and I don’t count this because I do not have to make up my own life. Did work on some graphics and recording for the podcast, so that’s on schedule. Did have an idea about a YA book series that has tremendous potential to never happen because who has two thumbs and is easily distracted? Look a kitty!
Weirdest news story of the day
I leave you, beautiful people, with Sir David of Grohl trying to remember his spirit animal.