I can, of course, do one of those posts that says “I’m doing a post just to let you know I still exist.” I certainly have done that before.
If I did one of those every month it would seem like I don’t have anything to say about anything except for just that I exist.
But every once in a while it can be used to just let people know you haven’t quit at least wanting to blog.
Some people probably think it’s a lazy post, but others will understand. You want to let people know that you are OK. You want them to know that you want to blog.
Maybe you got too sick to blog, or you got too sick to remember to blog.
Maybe you weren’t too busy to blog but too busy to remember to blog.
Maybe you meant to do it that day and kept realizing you needed to do other things you might forget to do if you didn’t do them right now. Next thing you know it’s midnight and you didn’t blog. So you figure you better do it tomorrow because you need sleep. Then it doesn’t work out again, repeat, etc.
If this were your job you’d have a schedule but it’s not your job. You would like it to be your job but people either laugh, roll their eyes, or just say, “Yeah but that’s not realistic.” You maybe even feel like you shouldn’t be trying to do it, because of skepticism from others. By “you”, I guess I mean me, by the way. But you might have some similar experiences.
Anyway, just keep trying, I guess.
Having the time to blog might to some seem a major factor in being able to blog regularly. But these days you could write and publish a blog post while sitting on your toilet and no one would necessarily know or care. For the record I am not sitting on the toilet right now, but it really wouldn’t matter if I were, would it?
Right now I am sitting with a few of my cats waiting for some stomach meds to settle stomachs before we eat breakfast. Ambrose takes 1/4 of a Famotidine (Pepcid) and I take Omeprazole (Prilosec).
That may or may not be anything significant to the wider world, but it is what is happening right here right now.
And there is what I realized the key is.
It doesn’t matter if it is significant.
What matters is it’s what I feel like writing about.
It cooled off enough to turn the air conditioner off last night and I clearly hear the birds outside since windows are open a bit.
I will have to turn it back on by noon or so I’m sure. I don’t breathe well in humid hot weather. Neither does asthma kitty Misty, and now that Ambrose is getting very sick, neither does he.
I will need to write here about his illness.
Anyway it’s about time to get some breakfast.
Actual cameras, either a separate camera connected to a video recorder, or a camera and VCR combination in one unit- the camcorder. Oh, and oh yeah, you recorded that video onto a tape- which essentially is this super long plastic ribbon coated with magnetic particles. It’s a miracle they worked as well as they did.
That I could just pick up this tablet I am typing this on and make a video is still amazing when I actually think about it.
That the tablet I am typing this on exists is in itself still amazing when I think how recently a device like this would be used by characters in a sci-fi show.
That I can pick up a phone that does what this tablet does and is also a phone feels like it should be blowing my mind every time I realize that it’s true.
There is not a video here though. Just some thoughts about making them.
Thanks for reading.
Bye, for now.
I was thinking about many of the jobs I didn’t get in years past.
On one design art job, at the interview the man who was interviewing me literally told me I was too pretty to sit behind a computer all day. He was an old man and this was the mid 1990’s, but I was still taken aback that he actually said this. He also said I’d get so bored doing this work and indicated I should think about being a receptionist where people would see me. I said no I’d rather be at a computer because it’s what I like- and I’m shy about greeting people and stuff like that. He said I’d surely pick it up easily, as though I were looking for a pep talk on my potential for being a receptionist instead of trying to say, hey! I actually like computer work !
I left before knowing if they had a receptionist type position open or what because I was creeped out by then.
Edit: obviously I know general thinking of women as just their looks still happens… I do wonder though how many men could still be saying a woman is too pretty to sit at a computer given the prevalence of computers everywhere these days, including at the reception desk. That’s what my post title means.
Do you ever have people tell you not to worry about this or that because “It’s nobody else’s business anyway?”
I imagine you do.
Well you know what the problem with that is?
There are just so many people out there who decide to make everything about everyone their business, while of course insisting all of their own stuff is not your business at all.
That’s the problem.
It’s my position that- regardless of any legal definition- if you have the right to life then a guarantee of being able to receive health care has to be part of that right. You can have the liberty to refuse care but all possible care has to be available to all persons regardless of ability to pay or life for all practical purposes has ceased to be a right. Given how much said health care can cost it isn’t enough just for the care to exist to say it is available to people. It’s not like how you can buy generic store brand foods or get your clothes from a thrift store to try to cut your own personal costs down. You can eat what the nutritionists recommend, work out like a competitive athlete, and still end up with poor health. It doesn’t even have to be your own genetics that get you. There are car accidents. Criminals harm people. Corporations can dump unauthorized toxic waste. You name it, it can go wrong, and for someone somewhere it will.
If you say the Constitution doesn’t cover health care, you might as well say that this document doesn’t specifically mention things like the air having oxygen or water not containing poison. As far as I can tell it doesn’t, but that doesn’t mean we don’t need oxygen or that the government can simply say poison is good for you and make this true. I don’t have to be a constitutional scholar to understand that it couldn’t possibly cover everything, especially when technology is involved. Not only have many communicable diseases common in the 18th century been mostly eliminated here, but lives can be saved in a multitude of ways that would have seemed impossible back then.
You have people all the time saying that just because the founding fathers didn’t mention automatic weapons doesn’t mean that we don’t have as much right to them as simple handguns or rifles- so when it comes to being alive and staying that way, why can’t the same concept cover modern medicine as well as the old basic stuff like food and shelter?
And how are you supposed to be able to pursue happiness if you are unable to pay for a medication that is necessary for the continuation of your life? What if you might be able to technically remain alive but can’t continue to work without those meds? See I know some folks are going to say “get a job ” as the answer to everything but so many people do indeed have jobs yet still can’t pay for medical needs that such answers are laughable. Or they would be laughable if we weren’t talking about life itself often being what is at stake.
I’m so tired of folks acting like this can be just some intellectual political wonk discussion that emotion and ethics both can be left out of. If you honestly do think people have a right to live you can’t just act like health care is the same as a shirt or a toy or a chair. It’s not.