Ideas of March

So I know itโ€™s been a few weeks since I posted a weekly update. Letโ€™s fix that.

First of all, my title for this post is not a typo. I chose it purposefully to try to draw you in.

And here you are.

Huzzah.

Life had been happening and with those changes I just havenโ€™t had the mental bandwidth to write anything. Okay, strike that. I havenโ€™t had the capacity to write anything that anyone else would read. I wrote quite a bit in my journals. 

And to be clear: these are good, necessary changes – but I also love routine and any changes to that routine can (and often do) send me into what my therapist calls tells me is โ€œsurvival modeโ€. 

Am I working on getting an official autism diagnosis? Why yes, yes I am – regardless of the official government stance that autistic people contribute nothing to society.

I mean, Iโ€™ve already contributed more to society and am a better person both morally and ethically than any person in the current administration. 

Thatโ€™s another thing thatโ€™s been weighing on my mind: the continued erosion of trans rights even as internet keyboardists continue to say no rights are being taken away, that the laws are just โ€œprotecting kidsโ€ or โ€œkeeping accurate recordsโ€ or โ€œallowing normal people to opt out of [my] delusionโ€.

Hopefully you all see that each of these arguments is a straight-up lie from the pit of absolutely evil, but if for some reason you (a) still believe there are โ€œlegitimate concernsโ€ about trans people and (b) are somehow still reading my blog after all these years . . .

Well, letโ€™s just say I have questions. For starters, to quote Mindy Kaling as Kelly Kapoor on the super US version of The Office:


I am doing a lot better today, though, and for that Iโ€™m glad. For starters itโ€™s relatively cool after a few hot days, and Iโ€™m thankful for each cool day we have because when it gets warmer Iโ€™m going to need to have maintenance done on my AC unit yet again. Yes, thatโ€™s right. the work done months ago didnโ€™t fix the problem and turning on the AC turns on the hear, and more often than not the emergency heat. thatโ€™s not an electric bill I was glad it receive, I tell you what. 

Unfortunately the cool weather is also brining severe weather, and last Thursday we had FIVE tornadoes touch down near us. And not only that, but the warning came right as I was going on my lunch break, so I spent my โ€œlunchโ€ hunkering and bunkering down with my coworkers in the most โ€œsecureโ€ part of our building. 

Then when I was leaving work I found the pair of nesting geese sheltering against my car, forcing me to get in via the passenger door. Papa Goose saw me through the driverโ€™s-side window and glared & hissed at me as if Iโ€™d betrayed him. 


I received art of two of my TTRPG characters! 

In our Cyberpunk Red campaign, my undeniably & unashamedly queer anarchist Rockerboy K2 runs with the buncha jackasses known as The Runaways. To them, money and fame are just added bonuses to what really matters: the music. In a city where the loudest voice wins, K2 plans to be deafening. 

Art by dubiousartiste 

In our D7D campaign, Leaf of Autumn is a Damphir Tabaxi assassin/rogue and battlemaster/fighter multiclass and has been brought to art-life by Kali Samutratana Kul (online at kalidels.carrd.co)!!

Is Leaf a rare male-presenting Tortie, or is Leaf an Orange Cat permanently touched by shadow? 

Why not both??

For my non-D&D folks, a Damphir is like a half-vampire, and Tabaxi are a catlike species. 


Letโ€™s see . . . In did a fair but of cooking, making tomato chicken and rice, spaghetti, a frozen steak and mushroom pizza, a version of a cottage pie, and burritos (which I forgot to take pictures of). The other day (on Friday the 13th), Chipotle was running a buy-one-get-one deal on burritos if you showed them your tattoos but out chipotle ran out of burritos almost immediately and so I just made my own filling in the crock pot. It was really good. 

I also went to a cookout and had burgers and hot dogs but I did not make them, I only enjoyed them. I brought the buns and condiments. 

One day Krystal and I went out to a local cafe for supper and the live music was excellent and I won a free drink when the performer asked if anyone knew the name of the band that played โ€œ5,000 Candles in the Windโ€ on the TV show Parks and Rec

The answer: Mouse Rat 

I had a mushroom pot pie and we split beignets for dessert. 

The day after that was the day I made the cottage pie, and enjoyed it with the windows open as a spring rain rolled through. 

This last week a colleague passed away. I did not know him well, but I would have liked to. He always said hello to me and treated me with kindness and respect. He used my pronouns correctly and often used my emails as examples of the โ€œright wayโ€ to get help from Information Technology Services. I am sad he has left us far too early and far too young, and my thoughts are with his family, friends, and those that knew him far better than I did. Youโ€™ll pardon me for saying

Fuck Cancer 

Some of you might not like to see me swear, but in this case itโ€™s appropriate. In fact, I donโ€™t think itโ€™s forceful enough. 

Itโ€™s strange to me to find joy when everything says I should be in a depressive spiral, but this week I learned that Stephen Colbert has observed the ending of the American penny by commissioning a Late Show pressed penny machine and now I want the set. One of them even has the picture of a smaller penny on it!

Thereโ€™s also a Discworld Bestiary being published this fall, and Iโ€™m excited about that. 

GNU Terry Pratchett

I also became a Grunkle, which Iโ€™ve determined is still an acceptable nonbinary version of great uncle despite it being a portmanteau of โ€œgreatโ€ and โ€œuncleโ€. While Iโ€™m glad my nibling is apparently already a fan of Scooby Doo, I am concerned that the clock is ticking and I will run out of time before Iโ€™m able to move to Oregon to run a roadside tourist trap under an assumed name while cataloguing supernatural occurrences and fighting off inter-dimensional entities that mean us harm until the day my great-niblings arrive and we have hijinks and shenanigans until defeating them for good (??) together. 

Perhaps Iโ€™ll start by buying a fez. 

Well, that about wraps it up for me for now.

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