It is Tuesday morning, 27 September 2022, and my to-do list has grown as much as it has been reduced.
Yeah, it’s kind of like that on a Monday, right?
Coffee is made, and as soon as I am done with this missive, I’m going to whip up a little chili and eggs to get me started on this day. Office chair issue is resolved for the most part – I ended up taking parts from four different chairs to create one working unit, so I have dubbed my new creation “The Frankenchair”. It gets the job done, but I won’t expose it to any fire.
I’ve got three things I have to get done this morning for work. I also have some voice-over work I need to complete for a friend. I hope my voice is at the right timbre for the project.
One swing of the axe at a time, keep chopping wood.
There’s plenty of other stuff going on in the world. Putin is calling up conscripts to serve in his military… and all of the men are heading for the border to get out of the country. Better to live in another country than fight in an unjust war against well-motivated local residents. Ol’ Vlad really didn’t think this through.
Hurricane Ian is hitting the interior coastline of Florida, with sites set on Tampa/St. Petersburg. I’ve got friends in the are, and I hope they are all safe.
Protests by women in Iran are growing worse. A woman was killed while being held in custody by the “morality police” whatever the hell that is. The men in that part of the world are generally weak when it comes to women’s rights, blaming women for men’s inability to control their more primal instincts. In that part of the world, rape isn’t rape unless it was witnessed by other men. A woman’s word isn’t enough. I would guess a western-style rape kit isn’t going to get close at hand following some sort of sexual trauma. Time to get with the times, y’all. Women deserve equality… get used to the idea.
I hope the world is treating you better than you deserve.
Peace y’all.
