I made a Thing (also, DW is not crossposting, wtf?)
This is not something that would be amazing for anyone in their 40s and younger, I bet. But for me, it is somewhat astounding that I have successfully made and posted to YouTube (and, this evening, after my sister has seen it will post to Facebook) a video of photos of my mom over a soundtrack which is her singing a Christy Moore song called "Unfinished Revolution", which I wrote about a couple of entries ago. I've never made a video, even of just still photos. I feel accomplished when I fucking make Google Slides shows, though I do that probably once a month or more often, at school.
Tech comfort levels are on such a continuum! My father and stepmother are visiting for Xmas, and they cannot even manage to stream ANYTHING from my computer to my TV (which is how it is set up; I don't have cable... or TV... except that now I do because my father's insatiable appetite for sports and TV news is such that last year I got Xfinity Streaming, so although I never look at it in between his visits, here it is...) Honestly, Mary cannot even think to use Google to search up... oh, anything. The weather. A map. Any fact whatsoever. Is that really how all seventy-plus year olds are? My dad has made the giant leap to being able to like posts on Facebook. He also doesn't comment publicly anymore, thinking that he is writing privately to the OP. But that is the extent of his expertise in technical matters.
Once RQ has seen and approved the video, I'll add it to this unprecedented second entry in one month.
We are having Fakemas today... my sister and her family went to LA for Xmas and got back yesterday, and we're going to do our own present opening this evening here at my house (which is a first; usually it's at RQ's but she seemed pleased to move it here this year). 5 PM ish. My presents for people this year are... I dunno. I like them! They're pretty political/tchotchke based, though. Bernie action figures, Radical tea towels, prints by a local artist from my sister's and my childhood, a Jacobin subscription, and art supplies. Oh, and some cute blue and white fake Willow ware tea mugs -- my dad is into blue and white decorating accents (I am not kidding about this; he has a frustrated interior designer inside... who a) likes to arrange all their hoarded tchotchkes, and b) has already put three of MY decorative objets into a small-to-big order that satisfies his semi-raging OCD) and tried to steal an old mug from my childhood claiming it should have been his in the divorce. Um, no. So I got him (and my nieces) a "Calamityware" tea mug with what at first looks like a classic Willow ware pattern, but when you peer more closely, has aliens and zombies and dinosaurs mixed in. "Things Could Be Worse!" is the advertising slogan. I kept one for myself, too, as well as the matching small teapot (having already gotten college niece a teapot and electric kettle for her dorm room, in September). I also gave myself one of the Bernie action figures.
Tech comfort levels are on such a continuum! My father and stepmother are visiting for Xmas, and they cannot even manage to stream ANYTHING from my computer to my TV (which is how it is set up; I don't have cable... or TV... except that now I do because my father's insatiable appetite for sports and TV news is such that last year I got Xfinity Streaming, so although I never look at it in between his visits, here it is...) Honestly, Mary cannot even think to use Google to search up... oh, anything. The weather. A map. Any fact whatsoever. Is that really how all seventy-plus year olds are? My dad has made the giant leap to being able to like posts on Facebook. He also doesn't comment publicly anymore, thinking that he is writing privately to the OP. But that is the extent of his expertise in technical matters.
Once RQ has seen and approved the video, I'll add it to this unprecedented second entry in one month.
Click to viewWe are having Fakemas today... my sister and her family went to LA for Xmas and got back yesterday, and we're going to do our own present opening this evening here at my house (which is a first; usually it's at RQ's but she seemed pleased to move it here this year). 5 PM ish. My presents for people this year are... I dunno. I like them! They're pretty political/tchotchke based, though. Bernie action figures, Radical tea towels, prints by a local artist from my sister's and my childhood, a Jacobin subscription, and art supplies. Oh, and some cute blue and white fake Willow ware tea mugs -- my dad is into blue and white decorating accents (I am not kidding about this; he has a frustrated interior designer inside... who a) likes to arrange all their hoarded tchotchkes, and b) has already put three of MY decorative objets into a small-to-big order that satisfies his semi-raging OCD) and tried to steal an old mug from my childhood claiming it should have been his in the divorce. Um, no. So I got him (and my nieces) a "Calamityware" tea mug with what at first looks like a classic Willow ware pattern, but when you peer more closely, has aliens and zombies and dinosaurs mixed in. "Things Could Be Worse!" is the advertising slogan. I kept one for myself, too, as well as the matching small teapot (having already gotten college niece a teapot and electric kettle for her dorm room, in September). I also gave myself one of the Bernie action figures.