Yeah. I like waking up in an ordered world--not radically different from the one I went to sleep in. I have lived the alternative too many times. And no, not because I did not take my meds.
Change is good as long as it is gradual and non-disruptive, right? Sounds good but I think I am running short of coil--so what the hell! And if someone else made it happen, they can be blamed any existential crises that may leap up out of the abyss...
Fotofora believes in recognizing talent. Let's thank Mark Keefer for seizing this bulls bollocks and leading us forward to a brave new world. BTW, my wife thinks that I ought to be on some kind of meds...
So Mark and I have been brainstorming on this for a bit. Things are moving along at a measured pace, mostly due to cleanup of the detritus from the brainstorm. The matter of the "real" title name is still floating about. The Thursday tie is significant, otherwise, it's Words/No Words with a different title. Well, it will be anyway albeit on Thursdays... The Canon Thursday King is dead, long live the Prince...
I diverge. So we need a new node title with Thursday in it. The first thought I had was 'Turpitude Thursday' but turpitude flows better with Tuesday, as in "Tuesday Turpitude." After some reflection, I decided that neither one was a terribly good idea, and sauntered off for a cup of coffee.
This can result in some flash of inspiration; most often it leads getting sucked down some series of unrelated rabbit holes.
THAT is the danger of sauntering about unsupervised. My family once bought me a Tee shirt that says "In my defense, I was unsupervised." That pretty well captures it.
To conclude and expand further on the subject, my favorite cat gave me some insight.
Bear you see, is not an average orange cat. I sometimes think he is smarter than I am, but I don't spread that information around a lot. Frankly, he is smarter than quite a few people I know. I spread that around even less...
Ready for it? I was feeding (
spoiling) him at his feeding station and said, "This is quite the cat cafe you have here, buddy." Then of course some old TV commercial for cat food, 'Cat Cafe' started playing in my head and I could see the cute dancing cats.
This was yesterday, a Thursday (cosmic serendipity, right?), and suddenly it all made perfect sense!
Thursday Cafe
Please consider it if you will--without the dancing cats, of course. They are no longer germane to our process. If something else more catchy occurs to you, shout it out. Creative process is such an uneven struggle.
Now, I am going to call the wife and see what sort of meds she was thinking about.