The pain

My migraines sometimes appear as psychological issues rather than physical ones.  I described it to mOm and Jeff, because it was absolutely terrifying.  I could not rely on my senses. Thanks to Mike for getting me home.

The barometer hopped rather violently during the time I had the symptoms, going into Saturday morning.

No writing, obvs, and I’m sorry.  I’m taking today off.

Peggy heard about my headache and she and Tom came to visit and provide turkey soup in jars.  I will be eating it with good cheer, knowing that my friends like me enough to bring food.  (Sixers are slowly warming up to the idea – normally you get your own food.)

And I missed Star Wars with Shad and E-boy, which sincerely and egregiously pisses me off, but enh what can you do.

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Not much to report.  Katie went out for an evening without her baby, so I think she really wanted a break; she certainly thanked Suzanne for childcare on FB this morning!  I’m not really a good candidate for care what with the going to bed super early thing….but I’ll look after him any day.

I keep making progress, but it can be very slow.

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Lovely day with Paul and Katie and Alex yesterday – Dax was home but didn’t interact with us much.  Hope he enjoys Black Sails, I dropped it off with Katie. Got the Kaossilator back – he quite enjoyed borrowing it.

Alex is beautiful, and although it sounds kind of creepy, I kept throwing my dress over his head to see what he’d do, and he’d stand perfectly still and make cooing noises, which was adorable.  He yells da da da when chasing after his dad, refers to the boob as babab which is hilarious, and in general seems to be a happy lad when his mum is in arm’s reach.

I didn’t write much, but today is another day !

 

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This is stupid.  I’m going to quit trying to write at all between now and Christmas.  I don’t know if it’s the weather, my mood or what the hell, but I’m just going to stop trying and do other stuff instead.

Hopefully Alex is coming today, we’ll see. Katie too, of course.

Saw Bad Santa yesterday and loved it. Looked it up on IMDB and there’s going to be a Bad Santa 2 Christmas 2016.

 

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I have poured myself two big brown cups of motivation, but it’s like something’s rattling loose in my brain.

Got two walks in yesterday.  It was gloriously sunny.

Check ben ça. I was researching Michel’s swearing, which I have kept to a dull roar because speech in dialect is RACIST.  (Deep elitist sigh.)  I understand that my extremely clunky tribute to the French accent of my formative years is not going to look good, but it’s all part of the extremely not hidden commentary on colonialism which forms the sticky underside of the novels.  The surface being all about surfaces, of course.  The middle is a topologically improbable tangle of matter and intelligence and bad jokes and sentimentality.

Warpup

wrapup WarPup?  eh

 

Checkmate theme.

The history of So Round So Firm So Fully Packed.  1945. Lucky Strikes ad.  1947.  Merle Travis Hymns his Girlfriend’s Ass using that line.  Then other people do.  Then it ends up in a Warner Brother’s Cartoon.  Then it ends up in Elfquest.  God knows where it is now.

Nardwuar the Human Serviette had a stroke.  He is recovering in hospital here in Vancouver.

THERE WILL BE A NEW TINTIN MOVIE in 2016.  Jamie Bell and Andy Serkis are rumoured to be involved again, and Peter Jackson’s directing.

Harrison Ford being interviewed

I: So you wanted Han Solo to be killed off?

HF: Yeah

I: How did you want him to die?

Long pause, eyeroll.

HF: … Food poisoning.

Editor comment: Because that’s such a … dignified way to go to your reward. And at the very last, with his strength almost gone, he can flip a coin to the caregiver and mutter, sorry about the mess.

It’s a Dalek going like this ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Are you good at giving directions?  I am.  It’s all about word order.

And he may walk, the callous asshole.

word count 13832 – but I was editing instead of writing and that’s wut happens….

 

Filk in the morning.

Wow, you hardly have to change the lyrics at all to the Spike Jones song. (The Donald Duck cartoon featuring the song is still pretty funny and there are additional lyrics.)

When der Trumpman says we is de master race
We heil heil right in der Trumpman’s face
Not to love der Trumpman is a great disgrace
So we heil heil right in der Trumpman’s face

When Herr Limbaugh says we own the world and space
We heil heil right in Herr Limbaugh’s face
When Herr Christie says they’ll never bomb this place
We heil heil right in Herr Christie’s face
Are we not he supermen Aryan pure supermen
Ja we are the supermen (super duper supermen)
Is this Not-See land so good
Would you leave it if you could
Ja this Not-See land is good
We would leave it if we could
We bring the world new order
Heil Trumpman world to order
Everyone of foreign race
Will love der Trumpman’s face
When we bring to the world disorder