- Favorite cover of a song.
- Go!
- I don’t have favorites of anything, really.
- I like lots of things, and depending on the mood, sometimes something climbs to the “favorite” spot.
- Ephemeral Favorites.
- I’m overusing that word.
- Was listening to Ruelle’s cover of “Where is my mind?”
- Was playing when I started typing, anyway.
- Last night, I started thinking about writing.
- I know, I know.
- But specifically, scripts and books in terms of paychecks.
- When a movie gets made, for instance, they’ll pay the actors millions, even cutting them into the profits of the film.
- RDJ got north of $75 million for Avengers: Endgame, I think I read somewhere.
- The Director gets his millions.
- The writers, however, the people who come up with the story, get a pittance in comparison.
- “For WGA members, the minimum for a first draft screenplay is around $106,000, and rewrites and adaptations start at approximately $54,000.”
- What the actual F.
- Without the writing, without the idea, you have nothing.
- I don’t deny acting talent, but c’mon, those people get paid because they’re pretty.
- Now’s a good time in history to be pretty.
- Always better to be pretty.
- It’s another inherent bias.
- Back on topic: Not everyone can write worth a damn.
- How is it they are always underpaid?
- Started thinking about this because one of the guys in the clan shared an article about the death of SEO and the responsive rise of authentic influencers.
- Like people writing their own content and developing a following for their ideas.
- Followed for being thought leaders.
- Which harkens back to the beginning of the internet.
- Sounded nice.
- I’m not sure I believe it.
- I’m not sure the algorithms would let that happen.
- Zuck has already said he wants meta products to be less about people, and more about fill your head with content generated by AI.
- I’m not a trend guy.
- I react negatively when we try to do things the way everyone else does them at work.
- I write content based around the idea of developing a relationship.
- If you don’t …
- Nm.
- Revisiting material.
- That happens when you’re still sitting on the couch with your laptop on your lap.
- NP: Metallica, “Welcome Home (Sanitarium)”
- When this song plays, I see my bedroom in the house I grew up in.
- I remember climbing out the window to go skate the half-pipe in the backyard.
- I remember the music as I fell asleep.
- Again, repeating, but I used to play that tape in my Panasonic boom box on my headboard at lights out, and I’d usually be in Nevernever Land by four or five songs in.
- Sometimes, Master of Puppets (album) throws me into memories, full spectrum.
- Smells. Sounds. Sights.
- I’ve had that a couple of times lately when I’ve been outside (without the music).
- Catch a smell and I’m a teenager again.
- It’s bizarre.
- Something yesterday threw me back into leaving the house on my skateboard on a summer morning.
- I remember those years better than my 20s.
- Or my 30s.
- Hmmm, I wonder why.
- I won’t go into the work rant again.
- I don’t have to
- You know.
- I wonder if our memories get worse because of rote repetition.
- If you’re not creating new pathways, your brain falls apart.
- “Variety is the spice of life.”
- Yeah, might be the secret to longevity.
- I made an “old” quip to Kaia last night at bedtime along the lines of “I’m old, my brain doesn’t work.”
- She got onto me, told me my brain worked fine.
- “Okay, my short-term memory sucks.”
- I can’t even remember what I told her I couldn’t remember.
- Just now, I had to ask her what we were talking about that I couldn’t remember.
- Ah.
- Bringing the cat upstairs to her room.
- Of course.
- I’ve never been good at repetition of anything.
- Boredom … it means different things to different people.
- Some people use it when they have nothing to do.
- I can have a million things to do and still be bored af.
- I hate the word, but a lack of “engagement” is the thing that causes boredom for me.
- Disinterest destroys me.
- (Directly fueled my Internet addiction.)
- I see it in the kid, too.
- Another thing for which I owe her an apology.
- Disinterest fuels procrastination.
- And dissatisfaction.
- “Oh, well then, do something that interests you.”
- Would love to, except I have to work.
- It’s already this way.
- AI’s going to make it worse.
- If I had to work an assembly line, I’d … think self-harm thoughts.
- Yeah, let’s nosedive into the weekend with this subject matter.
- As with everything, we make decisions that change our paths or keep us on them.
- I had a therapist, when we’d talk about this stuff, he would always bring up my values.
- Would talk a lot about choice.
- We make choices according to our values.
- Mine would be family and taking care of them.
- I go to work because I need to have a paycheck to provide what I can for my family.
- I don’t see it’s a Choice in modern society.
- Man.
- Okay … ah, I think Daft Punk’s Tron soundtrack is better than most their albums.
- I don’t even want to post this.
- I will because I’ve got time in on it.
- Debbie downer, eh?
- Pet peeve: fingerprints on my laptop screen.
- Check out The Glitch Mob, btw.
- (“Band.” Kinda. Do you call electronic artists bands?)
- They have a couple of remixes that are spectacular.
- Like the one of “Seven Nation Army.”
- (Trust me, queue that one up and listen to it in the car.)
- I’m rolling with the Liked Songs playlist again.
- Played some Moby while I was shooting up my antibiotics.
- “Flower”
- I have so many syringes I feel like a substance abuser.
- …
- You guys still wear watches?
- I love watches.
- I’ll probably never stop wearing them.
- Honestly, I’m not sure if it’s the watch or having something on my wrists.
- I’d roll killer bracelets, too.
- I bought one that’s got a bunch of brass skulls on it.
- On the left, there’s my Citizen field watch Steph got me like 17 years ago …
- On the right, some blue/gray/navy/black friendship bracelets Kaia made.
- I’ll never take those off, unless it’s an MRI or surgery and they make me.
- She put little happy face beads on the second one.
- Which is ridiculous.
- But here we are.
- Just a ray of sunshine.
- Not a pocketful, mind you.
- You thought I’d forgotten.
- Try this one: “Disparate Youth,” Santigold.
- When you text, typos ruin the joke.
- Every time.
- Especially when you’re making fun of someone or something.
- Running long today because I’m sitting here typing.
- Lists aren’t narratives.
- Should’ve stopped after the sunshine shit.
- Ah well.
- Thanks for stopping by.
Short-Term Memory Issues
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