Good Morning Blogstonia!

Spring Semester is coming to a close. I’ve finished one of my classes. It was a Journalism class about how social media has drastically changed the news industry. My other class, an intro to art, also had a module about the possibility of social media engaging in behavioral modification and the art community’s protests against the commodification of personal data used for that supposed modification.

I’m not a big believer in Behavioral Psychology, which is the basis for some people’s fear of social media. Despite the claims of its founder and the researchers who followed, Behavioral Modification has never achieved its promises. So, I’m not particularly worried about “Big Other” replacing “Big Brother” as the new, scary monster. Facebook and Twitter are showing cracks. Impermanence is ever showing it is the only thing permanent in existence.

Anyway, I’ve decided it’s time for me to make an effort to resume blogging. I know it’s been a hell of a draught. Until the breakfast post of the other day, I’ve not put out anything for months. I’m not going to make any promises of newfound motivation. Hell, this might be the last post for months to come. Still, I’ve got a feeling Blogging will find its way back from the brink of obscurity.

Eat Your Hearts Out….

The Castle
I made this!

On second thought, maybe you all don’t eat your hearts out. That would be cannibalism. Plus, I’m suspect about some of you actually having hearts.

37 Years Ago Today

I took my last toke and drink. 37 years sober y’all!

Resumption

Just Keep Running

Forgive me Blogsphere, for I have sinned. It has been 2 months and 14 days since my last exercise.

However, today I’ve resumed exercising. I purchased a new Cateye so I can track my stats for my bicycle rides. Then there’s the treadmill. And since I’ve a stationary bike stand for my Specialized, I will be working out in the basement until the road/trail conditions improve. Also, most of my winter running gear was purchased when I was 20 or 30 pounds lighter. By the time I get back down to that weight, it’ll be summer.

Anyway, I’m catching up on posting my stats.

Kevin Drum is Back!

Kevin Drum is my Blog Father. He was the first political blog I ever read. He even once visited my first blog “Rook’s Rant’ which has long been retired from service, and left a comment or two. Anyway, after having blogged on his own back in the early 2000s, he became the blogger of two magazine sites……

You know what? I’ll let him explain:

I started blogging in 2002 at my own site. In 2004 I got hired by the Washington Monthly and then moved to Mother Jones in 2008, where I blogged and wrote for the print magazine for 12 years. Finally, in 2021, I came full circle, leaving MoJo to once again blog at my own site.

https://jabberwocking.com/

Good Morning, Blogstonia!

The Castle
Behold my Bedhead and be amazed!

It really is too early for this “ xxxxxxxxxxxx.” Feel free to replace the x’s with a word of your choice.

It’s Friday!

The Castle

I work 10 hour days, so it is for me.

[scene in the kitchen]

Tina: It’s not Friday yet.

Me: Well……..

Tina: Shut up!

[I walk away laughing a quiet, maniacal laugh]

Castle

The Castle

I’m in heaven. Castle is now available on Hulu.

A Quick Good Morning

The Castle

I’ve little time, so I thought I’d quickly say good morning. You all be on your best behavior, please. Yes, that is right. I didn’t tell you to behave because none of you are capable of behaving properly.

An Eclectic Post

Eclectic

So, I decided to attempt one today because it has been such an incredibly long time since my last post. However, my mind is blank. Nothing is pressing upon which I wish to write. I have no struggles needing to talk out to get a different perspective. Hell, I can’t even come up with a title for this post at the moment. No doubt, one will bubble up from this low expectation stream of conscious chatter.

Sigh. I guess I can recap.

Obviously, I’ve not written about any exercise. A while back, I switched from running to using Nordic Walking Sticks. However, my back continues to be bothersome. I decided to take a break. My last activity was on September 20th. I managed a long walk, but it paid hell on my back. Hence the break. However, I plan to attempt a walk or run today. I haven’t yet decided which.

Another area of my life upon which I have not written is education. I ended up dropping out of two semesters in a row. I just didn’t have the mental capacity to stay focused. I was quickly overwhelmed and found myself unable to muster the motivation to work on assignments. Well, that seems to have changed. I once again signed up for classes. Two, as usual, for the six-credit minimum to qualify for loans and scholarships. I find I can muster up the motivation to get my work completed on time. I also find I can get through assignments with relative ease. The prior semesters saw me struggling to comprehend class expectations.

Meanwhile, I have been moving through three different jobs over the past two years. The one job I lost due to, well, being fed up with the incompetent leadership. I finally decided to stand up to the mistreatment and was fired for “insubordination.” That’s corporate-speak for not being willing to put up with being mentally and emotionally abused. The following job found me working for a company that had no leadership at all. The owner, who titled themself as “Program Director,” showed up for all of three or four hours a week. And when they did show up, it was to proclaim edicts that would leave us unsupported. When the mandates didn’t deal with our situation, they would apologize and state they should have probably gone with what we wanted. When another problem arose, they would repeat the cycle. I have now found a new job. Suffice it to say; I don’t usually post about current employment. However, I will make a small exception and say I am happy with my job. And that’s all I have to say about that.

Wait. Was that a feather that just floated past?

Okay, let me backtrack a bit. I forgot to mention during my expounding on education that I received high praise from one of my instructors. They informed me I was a “powerful writer.” I would pat myself on the back, but my stiff and sore body does not allow for such actions. Oh, and I figured out a title for this post.