Saturday, April 27, 2019

April 27th 2019

Spudguns! how's it going?  So much for my blogging every week. I have no idea where the month has gone, but it's flown by.

We are sitting at 187 Days till Hallowe'en.  Sadly, as of late, that Hallowe'en countdown I do every day, is about the only thing that separates the days for me. Everything blends too much into each other lately.  And of course, things break down. The world seems to be breaking down all around us in one big swoop. Getting ready no doubt, to rebuild itself into something new.

Eventually, that has to happen. It's why society goes bonkers for all these zombie/post apocalyptic movies. A safe reminder that in order to have rebirth, first there must be death and destruction.   Makes me a little queasy but that's just me.

I was having a conversation about this earlier this week with a friend of mine. We were talking about how the planet Uranus has just shifted from one zodiac to the other. It's interesting because it's one of the larger planets that spends nearly a full decade in each zodiac. Trust me, it's a long story when you get into stuff like that, but massive worldwide changes are the point of the plot.

It's the little nit-picky day to day stuff that does me in. Does most people in actually. Otherwise, we wouldn't have the saying straw that broke the camel's back. 

Anyways, that's about it for my zombied brains today.

Thursday, April 4, 2019

A random Thursday

Spudguns!, we are 210 Days till Hallowe'en. 

I sit here more and more staring at my social media pages feeling the pressure to add stuff to them. Isn't that the craziest feeling? That strange expectedness to keep producing candyfloss. That ever turning surface noise we've gotten used to. Well, I blame the audience. Oh yeah man, righty-ho righty-ho. If my generation was the white-noise television generation, than this new desire for constant social media flabbering is more than just the next step in the greedy love me generation. It's like here's the cliff  my lemmings jump.

You know I'm right. You hate to admit when I'm right, but I know you know that I know I'm right.

Sadly, as I just confessed, I'm far from immune to the social media fill me up phase of things. I'm just spent out man. Totally drained of love and emotion from the lingering talons of the media machine. That crazy followers count that screams how many people are willing to worship at your stone cold feet. I don't think I can handle watching it spit and sputter in the degrees it does like it's lapdog of despair.

Last year, it became all about trying and failing horribly for me, to make a series of posts, videos etc that connected into something. My facebook page had some mild success with keeping my own interest, therefore making some sense. But everything else suffered under the weight of it. This year, as I return to blogging, the only thing I've been able to put my mind into is the daily Hallowe'en countdown. And I'm not even doing that in the style my readers expect.

That's where my mind's at today.