/2 Right now it's late nite. I'm trying to decide keep working or try to get an earlier start tomorrow. I'll try to wind down, do a few tasks without much exertion. I was exhausted this morning after a full day packing yesterday. I'm enjoying the process. Finding right-sized containers for the belongings I'm keeping feels good. I still feel that I have too much of course. I'm moving with care & not anxiety. I think, if a loved one were here helping me we would not be fighting. I'm the loved one!
I've been making progress on my move out & therefore away from fedi most of the time. I'm streaming sometimes as I pack—check https://humanissome.org for links to videos. I'm living in a state of dilemma: I have more to do than can be done in current time available; I have to make exclusionary judgments; it's hard to affirmatively decide to leave tasks incomplete. I'm accustomed to flubbing on tasks due to physical inability or an external time limit. It's harder to stop when it's up to me. 1/2
Content warning:PastPuzzle
Part guessing (mostly guessing) + educated guessing + intuition. It's an always challenging puzzle when none of the events are known to me. It's possible to get 3/4 on first row & still not solve. There were many other possibilities for the last digit & I got lucky with what felt right.
#pastpuzzle en-190
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https://www.pastpuzzle.de
#ScribesAndMakers 4. Tell us about your audio recording experience.
Recording pretend radio shows was a favorite childhood activity. In school I spoke on microphone as emcee or announcer many times. At college I volunteered for Recording for the Blind. I never heard the results but I enjoyed doing it. I also became a college radio DJ & made tapes of some of my shows.
Is there such thing as live audio streaming? Internet radio, I suppose—strictly online, not a simulcast. Could be fun.
Later is okay
#resolutions 2026. When I make resolutions my style is to identify a major goal or 2 & give myself the year to do it. I will explore hosting my own #PeerTube instance using FediHost. I would get the home that I want with my own domain & my "flagship" material would be non-commercial, as I want it. I would also feel greater motivation to produce videos for longevity. It won't be easy. My current flow is to stream off the top of my head & I can't afford FediHost's streaming tier. I'll think on it.
This vibe is so good.
From: @livetapes
https://heads.social/@livetapes/115648664535079941
I was looking into tapestry app. I don't think it's for me since I get all my "necessary" scrolling on Mastodon-only apps. That could change some day, but I don't anticipate it. I had thought that tapestry might be something to show others who aren't full-time fediversians because it aggregates multiple media feeds. I can imagine it appealing to many users. Personally I have no interest in starting a new relationship with an app that wants me to subscribe or to show me ads. I'm good here.
2/2 author's imagination. Either he could not foresee equality, or he supported inequality, or he was writing for a narrow (& narrow minded) audience. Yes the book endures, so is no doubt beloved by some. It won't be by me. Even if I enjoy the story its character flaws prevent it from being timeless. I'm talking not only about what *I* think of this author; it's obvious that he couldn't conceive of me. He put the limits into his work, it's not something I'm doing. I'm just responding.
"It was written for its own time," I thought as the sci-fi book described scientists smoking indoors. A scene of regressive gender banter came next. "It's not written for me at all. I may get something out of it, but it wasn't made for posterity."
I've heard unenlightened views described as products of their time, often in the attempt to defend historical figures. In this case I'm reading a book that's come through time to be with me—written mid last century. I see the limits of the 1/2
A task occurred to me and since it's past bedtime I thought, "That's a tomorrow problem." A common enough expression, I believe, but I immediately reconsidered the word 'problem'. See, I'm trying to unlearn negative thinking that permeates the language I use. I took a side jaunt into humor {the cliche that problems are opportunities; a Mr. Show line that 'mistakes' are 'opportunity-stakes'}. Jokes aside, I'm not trying to reframe something bad as good. I want to stop labeling a neutral as bad.
Good news from Santa Fe & New Mexico: establishment of minimum wage linked to expenses that goes up automatically (finally!) & universal child care. (I don't know why this news is being delivered by monster puppets.)
https://youtube.com/shorts/4ggLcoMtWg8
#betterWorld #humanissome #workers
Living with chronic physical impairment teaches me about mental loads & aware of limitations in general. Someone is trying to reach me & it is important. So far I've left them unanswered. I know this person. If I reply to acknowledge & say that I'm not up to discussing the topic yet they are very likely to start into it. Many don't acknowledge or accommodate for mental burdens. They'll feel tired & drained but only in retrospect. I try to plan for it because my physical endurance is low.
I guess I slept well. I slept soundly anyway. And I slept late.
I dropped something off the bed, inverted myself to see where it went. It had rolled under—hey! Look at all that stuff! I can reach everything except the best thing. I should get it now so I don't forget. No, I've changed. I'll remember later.—🤩
Pertinent to the video 1 post up, I've experienced improvements in concentration & mindfulness in recent years while languishing financially & physically (related). In the still rare moments when function overpowers pain I am competent. *Swoon*
#askFedi #psychology Have we reached a point of acknowledging "money sickness" that afflicts hundreds of millions? I'm wondering what money-related disorders are in the DSM. I doubt it goes as far as I would. For instance the attached refers to scratch off tickets as a simple pleasure someone cherished whereas I consider that money sickness. There isn't joy in rubbing a coin on cardboard to make litter. It's the money sickness. This view once got me chewed out on Facebook. I know I'm extreme.
I flipped the way I look for things & get better results. I don't push with aggression. I don't exhaust myself moving things around. I offer a friendly invitation to that info in my head, do something else, & wait for it to come to me. With a confusing dash of anthropomorphism—I *am* a human; these are *my* thoughts—today I imagined the thoughts I seek as autonomous entities whom I hope will consent to spend time with me soon.
Y'all, I may be romancing my mind! 🙃
p.s. I may not be using Doctorow's term exactly right, but the reason I choose it is that it's an example of corporate abuse that prevents society from functioning. Every transaction I now create a new forwarding email address to delete later. I know that no corporation will respect or even comprehend consent. If I unsubscribe I'll later learn that they have 6 separate news feeds that all must be unsubscribed to be left alone. Enshittification is the norm. It's the age. I loathe every purchase.
Enshittified world update:
My uncle died. That part of this story is human and natural. He was 86 and died peacefully. I needed a new suit in a rush. I'm an artist of little means, fortunate that someone kind wished to buy a suit for me. We went to Men's Wearhouse figuring it would be the fastest option. Even though I didn't pay they registered me as the client who would pick up the suit. That part went fine.
In the 5 days since the transaction they have emailed me 11 times.
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For example, The Simpsons was once my favorite show at a formative time. My thinking has no doubt been influenced by their satire, as no doubt many millions of others could say. Despite all that I suspect that the greatest impact of the Simpsons is the money it put into Rupert Murdoch's pocket. I am not certain whether any cultural product can enhance the human experience on earth if it is simultaneously doing more harm—my variation on McLuhan's the medium is the message.
Existence is at stake.