"Work with what you got, not what you hope for." (75)
A long and tiring day. Sunny, and our high was 75˚F.
But at least I went Outside today, which means I did not go thirty days without leaving the house, only twenty-nine.
I was up at 6 a.m., and by 6:45 I was writing. I did 1,188 words on this thing that I am writing. And I needed to be at McWane about eleven to talk with Jun Ebersole about the photographs and illustrations for MP2. Which is how I got out of the house. That went well, and I was back home by 1 p.m.
So, the first half of the day was fairly exhausting. These days – and people can laugh all the fucking want – just going out can be an enormous investiture of energy, and it means that day a lot of other things that should get done want get done. I'm not happy about this. I am, in fact, ashamed of having let myself become such a hermit. But it is what it is.
Today's movie was Drew Pearce's Hotel Artemis (2018). I love this film so much.
Anyway...since I'm bitching, last night was sorta awful. Just chronic health stuff. But because I felt to bad to do much of anything else, I gave Andor a try. I'd been skeptical, if only because Rogue One is my favorite Star Wars film, and I didn't want it besmirched by something inferior. My fears were in vain. I am impressed by how thoroughly adult in tone it is, quite unlike Disney+'s other Star Wars series. Also, whereas (and this is one many lots of people didn't "get" the film) Rogue One is a certain subgenre of WWII movie, the band of misfits thrown together on a suicide mission (think The Dirty Dozen, Where Eagles Dare, The Great Escape, etc.), Andor is, so far (I'm about to start ep4), a less common sort of WWII subgenre, the war heist (Kelly's Heroes, for example). And this pleases me greatly. So far, there's just really nothing I don't admire about Andor.
On to other things...
REPOST: Okay, so, we've brought in about one quarter* of what I'm hoping we'll make off this fund raising/taxes-suck thing with the Big Cartel shop. So, I'm upping the ante. If you buy an audiobook, you get a FREE color monster doodle**. Those things are rare, kiddos. Limit one per customer. And remember, if you'd rather donate than buy something, use the "subscribe" feature: at top and bottom of the page, and no, you will not be charged for November, just October, Any sum suits your fancy. Also, if you'd rather just PayPal us a donation, that works, also. That's dreamingsquid(at)gmail(dot)com. And thank you all very much.
* We're a bit better than that now, but we still have better than halfway to go.
** Almost all the audiobooks have sold, so if you want in on this, hurry. But Spooky's tie dye really rocks.
Okay. Gonna go take it easy until tomorrow.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
12:20 a.m. (Some days, if just sucks to be an ornithomimid.)
But at least I went Outside today, which means I did not go thirty days without leaving the house, only twenty-nine.
I was up at 6 a.m., and by 6:45 I was writing. I did 1,188 words on this thing that I am writing. And I needed to be at McWane about eleven to talk with Jun Ebersole about the photographs and illustrations for MP2. Which is how I got out of the house. That went well, and I was back home by 1 p.m.
So, the first half of the day was fairly exhausting. These days – and people can laugh all the fucking want – just going out can be an enormous investiture of energy, and it means that day a lot of other things that should get done want get done. I'm not happy about this. I am, in fact, ashamed of having let myself become such a hermit. But it is what it is.
Today's movie was Drew Pearce's Hotel Artemis (2018). I love this film so much.
Anyway...since I'm bitching, last night was sorta awful. Just chronic health stuff. But because I felt to bad to do much of anything else, I gave Andor a try. I'd been skeptical, if only because Rogue One is my favorite Star Wars film, and I didn't want it besmirched by something inferior. My fears were in vain. I am impressed by how thoroughly adult in tone it is, quite unlike Disney+'s other Star Wars series. Also, whereas (and this is one many lots of people didn't "get" the film) Rogue One is a certain subgenre of WWII movie, the band of misfits thrown together on a suicide mission (think The Dirty Dozen, Where Eagles Dare, The Great Escape, etc.), Andor is, so far (I'm about to start ep4), a less common sort of WWII subgenre, the war heist (Kelly's Heroes, for example). And this pleases me greatly. So far, there's just really nothing I don't admire about Andor.
On to other things...
REPOST: Okay, so, we've brought in about one quarter* of what I'm hoping we'll make off this fund raising/taxes-suck thing with the Big Cartel shop. So, I'm upping the ante. If you buy an audiobook, you get a FREE color monster doodle**. Those things are rare, kiddos. Limit one per customer. And remember, if you'd rather donate than buy something, use the "subscribe" feature: at top and bottom of the page, and no, you will not be charged for November, just October, Any sum suits your fancy. Also, if you'd rather just PayPal us a donation, that works, also. That's dreamingsquid(at)gmail(dot)com. And thank you all very much.
* We're a bit better than that now, but we still have better than halfway to go.
** Almost all the audiobooks have sold, so if you want in on this, hurry. But Spooky's tie dye really rocks.
Okay. Gonna go take it easy until tomorrow.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
12:20 a.m. (Some days, if just sucks to be an ornithomimid.)