Yeah, you’re never going to forgive me for last week, are you. Sorry about that.
We all know sad songs, I write them; I cry while singing them. What makes a song sad?
‘there’s a hole in daddy’s arm where all the money goes’ is pretty sad. DAMN THAT JOHN PRINE, and RIP
What’s the saddest song you know?
There used to be a site called Bee Dogs. It’s been archived somewhere, but if you’re looking for something to cheer you up (except for the poor dorgles who’ve been stung, sigh) google beedogs images and enjoy the thousands of beedog costumes people have stuffed their canine companions into over the last thirty years!!!!
Now think about how most of those dogs are dead. Christ I’m an asshole. Crying yet?
Well hello folks! To be maudlin, that is, tearfully sentimental, is not at all hard for me. I cry readily, although with irritation because if go longer than 30 seconds or start sobbing, it messes with my head and makes my eyes feel scoured.
Today I want to be maudlin about me auld mither. She is loved and respected and honoured because she’s lovable and respectable and honourable. She’s a fan of science so she does change her mind from time to time about quite important things. This makes her unusual. Her kindness, quick thinking and competence are a wonder to experience.
Continue reading Inaugural Maudlin Monday
So for 2021, this blog is going to change up a bit. There will be at least one drafted post that goes live every day. (I’ve started pre-posting awready.) The hope is that I will put together useful or historical facts or just … information that’s easy to find arranged by subject PLUS post a song every day.
Now this involves many different KINDS of posts; some will be PDF’s, some MP3s, some videos, but there will be a song a day. I thought about posting it to youtube, but…. it’s a toxic waste dump that I have virtually no control over. And yes, some of the song posts will be from previous posts, but there will be a particular category: Song a Day 2021
And then, if I have the energy, I’ll write about laundry and cooking and grandson goo and boring domestic shit and progress on my writing projects – that none care about but me.
The point is that I am going to highlight my lifetime of achievement because I’m tired of always thinking to myself that I haven’t accomplished anything in my life. Taken all together, why yes I have. I was autistic and had ADD and mental health issues the whole time, too.
I’m considering password protecting my content or at least some of it, and I’m considering moving the blog to a VPS, after non-definitive discussion with Jeff.
I’m also thinking about money and immortality, a lot, but it’s nothing bad. I just want to eat steak for a thousand years while I drink beer and write nasty shit about misogynist slurs like Jordan Peterson.
By the way mOm the cat poets are Lu You and Liu Zhongyin