The Custom Bluesky Feeds I Need

As we find ourselves somehow in the peculiar admixture of Martin Luther King Jr. Day, what would have been the seventy-ninth birthday of David Lynch, and the second inaugural of Mine Furor, one thing from the first reign of the latter that I did not miss already has returned: what I’ve decided to term the Distraction Discourse. You know the...

Me among the Douglas firs Today began with the death of David Lynch. I’ve mentioned Twin Peaks any number of times here, being the most central of his works in my life. Of what of my blogging that’s been restored so far, the earliest mention relates the night in 1990 that I tried to dream of Bob. Twin Peaks premiered when I was in college. I...

Recently I switched my breakfasts from a simple bowl of oatmeal to a breakfast skillet of frozen hash browns, frozen sausage links, and eggs from a carton. This fairly straightforward decision became something of a minor ordeal third thing every “morning”, after cleaning up and getting dressed, because the frying pan that’s part of my GreenLife...

So, I have talked a lot here about catastrophizing and the fact that I find it a critical flavor of autistic scripting. Underpinning this is the idea that anticipatory anxiety is better than compensatory, because the latter actually can lead inappropriately and disastrously to fight, flight, freeze, or fawn. It was on my mind this week because...

Former candidate for the position from District 3, Jon Walker (tagline: “He’s Boring”), has been insisting for days on Bluesky that “voters were repeatedly told” that the Mayor would have the tie-breaking vote, period—including in the matter of the Council electing its own President. Yesterday, I addressed what the Charter provides on this count....