Evidence of Jorkie approval.
Backyard patio work continues with couch placement (The Jorkie approves of her new guard/barking station as does The Morkie of her in-ground pool) and fire pit prep. And now for more bricks.
EarBliss, 06aug2020: AND THEIR REFINEMENT OF THE DECLINE, by Stars of the Lid.
Daily running route yard signage report for 06aug2020: 110 houses, 7 Tumor/Pestilence signs (+/-0), 0 Biden signs (+/-0); 88 days and 11 hours remain until the 2020 election.
📚 Reading, 06aug2020.
Meanwhile, at Parenthetical Recluse… Fortnightly Adventures in Cyborg Sleep Deprivation.
Parking lot office day.
Daily running route yard signage report for 05aug2020: 110 houses, 7 Tumor/Pestilence signs (+/-0), 0 Biden signs (+/-0); 89 days and 12 hours remain until the 2020 election.
Meanwhile, at Parenthetical Recluse… Of Systems Thought About So I Don’t Have to Have More Thoughts About Them.
Links, 04aug2020
How the Pandemic Defeated America, via The Atlantic.
Wong Kar Wai Sets ‘Blossoms Shanghai’ As Debut Drama Series, via Deadline.
This New Jersey Coronavirus Poster Is Freaking Everyone Out, via Bleeding Cool.
The Coronavirus is Never Going Away, via The Atlantic.
What we don’t know about what to expect on Election Day, via The Washington Post.
Thousands of Households Have Received Mysterious Seed Packages. Every State Warns Against Planting Them, via The Daily Yonder.
Trump is resurrecting the census’s horrific history, via The Washington Post.
Daily running route yard signage report for 04aug2020: 110 houses, 7 Tumor/Pestilence signs (+/-0), 0 Biden signs (+/-0); 90 days and 09 hours remain until the 2020 election.
Meanwhile, at Parenthetical Recluse… Once More, with Feeling: I’LL BE GONE IN THE DARK.
Quoted: Nick Cave, 04aug2020
“In my experience, lyrics are almost always seemingly just not coming. This is the tearful ground zero of song writing — at least for some of us. This lack of motion, this sense of suspended powerlessness, can feel extraordinarily desperate for a songwriter. But the thing you must hold on to through these difficult periods, as hard as it may be, is this — when something’s not coming, it’s coming. It took me many years to learn this, and to this day I have trouble remembering it.”
- Nick Cave, in his latest Red Hand Files dispatch.
EarBliss, 03aug2020: ENDESSIAH, by Treha Sektori.
With the addition of cup-bearing Baby Yoda to my desk, any mental fuckeries can be defused with a glance and an imagined sip of broth.
Daily running route yard signage report for 03aug2020: 110 houses, 7 Tumor/Pestilence signs (+/-0), 0 Biden signs (+/-0); 91 days and 11 hours remain until the 2020 election.
Meanwhile, at Parenthetical Recluse… Doomscroll / Buzzkill / Baby Yoda.
Links, 02aug2020
Monk’s dream deferred: a record in limbo, via The Economist.
Democrats demand answers from U.S. ambassador after reports he asked Brazil for favor to help Trump in 2020, via The Washington Post.
Bill Barr Has Done This Before, via ProPublica.
TikTok, Trump, and Our Kids’ Attention, via Kevin’s Meandering Mind.
Alexander Vindman: Coming forward ended my career. I still believe doing what’s right matters, via The Washington Post.
The Lincoln Project’s plan for preserving the union: Drive Trump out of office by driving him nuts, via The Washington Post.
Figured out a solution to the the aforementioned timesuck problem: installed Forest on the iPad and I’ve started turning it on during non-working hours. Bye random checking/scouring out of boredom, hello set times for scouring/connecting.
Daily running route yard signage report for 02aug2020: 110 houses, 7 Tumor/Pestilence signs (+/-0), 0 Biden signs (+/-0); 92 days and 12 hours remain until the 2020 election.
Screen Time would be a lot more useful - I think, anyhow - if you could limit your number of app opens as well as time.
A wordy - though update-laden - 15th dispatch of MacroParentheticals is on its way to inboxes; the week ends, the week begins.
Saturday.
