Adult Entertainment
It's not explicit enough to attract Bad Things to a computer--I hope!--but it is too clearly "adult content" to be posted here. What David B. Clear drew today. If you're not on his Substack list, if you get on it now and ask for the cartoon about "why my wife gets upset," you'll probably get it because he's a nice guy, and you will laugh.
Decorating
If you have all the ornaments, do you need a tree?
Photo shared by Joe Jackson at TheViewFromLadyLake; Google credits a foreign YouTube account.
The advantage would be that the cats could still pull down individual ornaments, or tangle the fishing line holding them up, but they couldn't knock a tree down onto anything smaller. Also you could claim to be doing something novel, maybe trendy, in the event that something happened to the tree. It would be more festive than claiming a last-minute conversion to the literal reading of that text in the book of Isaiah that advises, "Learn not the ways of the heathen...for the customs of the people are vain; for one cutteth a tree..."
Unless, of course, you actually believe either that (a) decorating a Christmas tree is a sinful piece of extravagance, which on my budget it certainly is, or (b) your evergreen tree should be left standing and decorated for the birds. This web site respects both of those positions.
Pharmaceutical Concerns
If you watch wholesome family-oriented TV channels or shows, the TV industry guesses that you're probably a grandparent, and blares ads for patent medications at you every six minutes or so. So even if you don't own a TV, you can probably sing the tunes for O-zemmmm-pic and WE-GO-VY!!! For those outside the US, then, these are currently popular patent medications intended to treat diabetes but now madly popular as weight loss drugs. In fact, while the Ozempic commercial stays within the bounds of suggesting that diabetic patients ask their doctors about the drug, the Wegovy commercial tries to lure all kinds of overweight people into what appears to be a parade through the streets celebrating the drug.
In both formulas the active ingredient is semaglutide. Semaglutide is toxic. So I was dismayed to read that an e-acquaintance is going on Ozempic for weight loss. It may be a little safer than amphetamine, but not a lot.
Dang, Gentle Readers. We can do better than this. Michael Moore tried to do it, but failed. Youall are very quiet on this site, but I know some of you are less quiet elsewhere. I'm not as fat as Moore is, nor as famous, so I'll try it. We can do daily walks and post our mileage, sights seen, and any weight loss or other measurable benefits...here, or on Bluesky. If you are already on Bluesky and would like the hashtag to be "WalkWith(your name)", skeet that hashtag to me. (Skeeting is to Bluesky as tweeting was to Twitter.)
Scams
Clickbait headline: "Reverse neuropathic pain by squatting in this position..." I don't know whether the spammer is using my e-mail address for all targets, or is using a program that inserts the recipient's e-mail address where the sender's address ought to be. Whatever. In any case, I didn't send it. I don't do spam. Click that "Report" button and report it to your e-mail host if you get any such garbage purporting to be from me, or from yourself.
Social Media
It's stopped raining so I'm not sure why the Internet was still fading in and out. I suspect it had something to do with those obnoxious Microsoft "updates" to programs nobody wants. Anyway, here's a short rant about the current state of social media, which may or may not have posted as a comment on someone's blog post about leaving F******k.
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Instagram is even worse. Last (spring? summer?) I saw an article in the newspaper about a cat rescue I might have been able to help. Person's only contact information was Instagram so I set up a quick temporary account and sent a DM inviting person to e-mail me. Within hours Instagram was screaming that this was some horrible violation of their rules. I had looked at the rules and seen nothing about not sharing your own e-mail address. They didn't say which rules I'd broken, for how long I was banned from Instagram, or whether it had anything to do with some other account with a similar name, or WHAT was going on. Just screeching hate, IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID, YOU HORRIBLE PERSON! Let's just say, I want nothing to do with Instagram, now. Not ever. And using it is not a point in anybody's favor. I never had any respect for F******k, always warned people not to use it; I'd warn people not to use Instagram too. X isn't bad--it just doesn't work as anything but a place to consume the content of its paying customers, which I rarely want to do. I don't mind seeing a little more of the rich and famous, now and then, but what Twitter was really good for had been fast communication about weather and road conditions. In some people's minds phones could replace that function but, as we know, when anything needs to be said about weather and road conditions phones don't work. Even before Verizon killed phones.
MeWe seemed nice but I never figured out how it works, if it does.
Bluesky was started by Jack Dorsey to replace the original Twitter, and seems to have a chance of doing that, but it's not there yet. But it has landscape and pet pictures, and John Scalzi, Barb Taub, and other cool kids use it.
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