I love the low-key “Let me tell you the correct pronunciation of the word you just used” that Jeopardy hosts do.
As an Animal Crossing veteran [I don’t want to admit how many hours], it’s fun to use the Dream function to tour other Islands at random. I happened on one today that validated some of my own design decisions. But also I was judge-y. My house had more rooms. My museum is more complete. Etc.
Looking West on Margaret Street on Saint Paul, Minnesota’s East Side
A little fog this morning
My Posts are Full of Errors Because
I know. I know. The reason why my chats and emails and posts all seem the same is hurry. First, I’m usually writing in a browser (as I am now), instead of a proper text editing tool. I don’t have a workflow more sophisticated than Get The Idea Out And Hit Send ™. Secondly, while I do one or more cursory re-reads, I’m operating from what I know I intended to write, which is often different than how my fingers hit the keys, and different still from assumptions that autocorrection tools make.
Identity and a Kind of Answer to a Question
A long time ago, I spent time with my mom in research libraries looking at microfilm and microfiche, looking for records proving lineage. On one side of the tree we were building were real and true blood ties. On the other, the lineage of the man who adopted me as his own and gave me his family’s name. I grew up in a blended family. Both sides contain some of the best humans I have ever known.
Happy Christmas to all! And to all a good night!
Then he got an idea. An awful idea. The Grinch got a wonderful, awful idea!
Santa Claus Is Back In Town sung by Elvis Presley
The Venn diagram of the music I like and the music any other human likes will have some narrow overlap. My experience tells me you would rather tell me about the music you like. Anything I share in return is too weird. There a very few individuals who are as curious as I am. I adore them.