Adventures du jour! Ugh, last night was the kind of restless night that used to drive me outside for long walks that went on for miles.–In Vemillion (South Dakota) I used to walk out to the river in all weather, or rollerblade; in Iowa I used to take this defunct set of train tracks out […]

Adventures du jour! It feels like my brain’s gonna melt early today, so I’m gonna jot some things down before they’re gone, then call a friend and go read books. If the hormones give me a break I’ll write; otherwise I’ll just weather it. Last night I tried to listen to a friend’s video and

Adventures du jour! I’m in a mood. The bright lime flavor of my soul has slid over to red wine vinegar. Acerbic. It’s probably hormonal, although I’m at the stage of life where my period is so chaotic that who knows. I always go into a minor panic mode when I catch on that my

I’m not getting Lizzo underwear ads anymore, just boring clickbait ads. I feel like this could make a good extension of the Midjourney AI experiment. What prompts should I use in Google to get some interesting ad results?

Adventures du jour! After running across such upsetting thoughts about creativity and success yesterday, I shouldn’t have been surprised that more trauma and other junk shook out last night and this morning. Writing went okay, but I hit mental capacity again. I wrote a couple of hundred words on stuff I knew wouldn’t work (so

Adventures du jour! French onion ramen accomplished, and it was magnificent. MWAH. I typed up notes for my fellow food nerds, which are posted on my FB timeline and on the blog (in comments). I got tickets to Hadestown! There’s a theater in Tampa that gets a ton of shows, and they’re starting up again

The Lizzo ad algorithm project. The good part of looking up clothes for one of my characters is that I get goth clothing all over my Facebook feed. The weird part of looking up clothing for one of my characters is watching the algorithm go, “Hm. She doesn’t like *these* pieces of clothing, so let’s

Adventures du jour! My friend Jamie’s dog Jasper died yesterday, a dog whose presence runs through the hearts of everyone who met him and got seduced into throwing just ooooone more ball. My heart hurts for her and Mike, and Rosie (their other dog) too. Jasper was the kind of dog who reminded people how

Adventures du jour! After spinning myself up about something, I got a sinus infection (not a surprise). I took a bath and played Baba Is You for a while. Baba Is You is a delightfully simple game about WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK I’M A WALL NOW redefining meaning. I didn’t get very far but had

Adventures du jour! Jesus fuck my hips are sore today. I’m mostly gonna write about yoga-slash-mind-body-practice; you’ve been warned. What I’m finding out lately about yoga are things I knew at one level, but didn’t know at this level until recently. Now that I know things at this other level, I need to restate them