I might have slept three hours. Stomach trouble. Again. I gave up at five a.m. The sun did not rise today. The fog just got brighter. Our high was 64˙F.
I had a 10:15 a.m. doctors appointment. I gave a lot of blood. Afterwards, we went by the pharmacy. We were back home around noon. This is the first day I went outside since January 20th, when I spent a few hours at McWane.
Ten days.
The blink of an eye.
I could try and focus on the positive. Like
the very real possibility that TiKTok is going to be banned in the US. It's already banned on many college campuses and on all government and WiFi. Oh, and on state-owned devices in 28 of the 50 US states. Banning it nationwide would take at least one toxic thing from our lives. It is almost unimaginable the damage it has done to young people and children. And it poses an enormous security risk from the Chinese. So, hopefully, I'll soon be doing a happy dance of its idiotic grave.
Today's Robert Aickman was "The Inner Room."
Lisa Loring, who played the original Wednesday Addams in the TV series (1964-1965) has died.
I am so goddamn tired.
There are five more copies of
The Variegated Alphabet up at Dreaming Squid Sundries. Yes, it's expensive. But it was not written by AI, and AI did not generate the drawings. It's genuine human-made art. And humans have to pay rent and eat and keep the lights on.
AI. Sure thing You should read Harlan Ellison's "I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream."
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
11:39 a.m.