@theartguy Thanks for the rationale for CW. Good to be reminded especially with ideas that had never occurred to me like using it to hide long rambles.
Reminder that unlike on Twitter, Mastodon allows for Content Warnings (CW). These let others decide if they have the mental energy to deal with certain topics (politics, current events, bigotry, etc.) rather than you deciding for them.
You don't have to refrain from talking about those subjects here, but please make frequent use of CWs for those of us who use Mastodon as a refuge.
They're also good for hiding spoilers, joke punchlines, and long rambles, but don't forget their primary usage.
The office is hot, too hot. The air-con not working again. My brain feels fuzzled, yep, fuzzled and I can't seem to concentrate on work. I sip hot tea. Hoping that it will focus my thoughts.
No good.
I stare at my to do list but it blurs and bounces at the back of my eyeballs. I pickup my glasses and head to the library. It's always cool there. #smallstories
@tellio I opened the door of our small tin shed in the backyard. He had moved one of my storage tubs into the shed and it was angled, oddly, on top of other things. Inside I saw the outline of written music.
Many memories flooded back. Music played, sessions with others, learning, teachers, scales, emotions, sharing music with others. I wondered why I kept the cello music. I no longer had that instrument now.
I could not throw it out. I softly closed and locked the tin door. #smallstories
There's been some discussion about custom emojis on Mastodon, and some people are worried about copyright, attribution and so on.
IMO, it's a fools mission. Whenever there's a scenario where something cannot be controlled or enforced, I think it's silly to try. Educate, if you want, but don't expect technical solutions to impossible problems.
Since we are on a mockingbird jag, let me start us with a playlist: https://goo.gl/xQqwQM@Algot@dogtrax join in as you can and want. Let the "idea" sink in as it will and manifest as you wish. After your crazy week is over we can do more or just shift direction. Here is date to shoot for to do a Hangout: October 29.
@dogtrax this messing about and mixing around and dwelling closely with the 'text' (whatever modes that is) are what writers do. It is what writers are. We try to get into our own skins and then we breathe in and out via the instructions of other writers in how to breathe. That's called 'text'. Or so it has always seemed to me. So let us get together by being aware of what we are doing, share, remix etc. for a week or so, then get together for a Hangout? A podcast? Finally?@Algot
This cycle is part of a longer social capital feedback and feedforward loop. I rejoice in the back and forth, the oscillation, the share, the riff. In fact, let's start a podcast called "The Riff" where we play back and forth for a couple of weeks on an agreed upon 'theme' or somesuch.
I freeze bananas just before they reach the liquefaction stage (aka compost). I filch them from the freezer later and put them in smoothies. Unfortunately, the problem then transmutes into the proliferation of frozen bananas getting freezer burned. The moral of the #smallstories is that with bananas and so many other modern food marvels, you can't win. You can only come in second. Banana gonna do what banana gonna do.
@ampersand I freeze them just before the liquefaction stage and them put them in smooties. Then the problem becomes the proliferation of frozen bananas getting freezer burned. It just shows you that at least with bananas you can't win. You can only come in second.
I have been listening to Neil Young's new release of 1973 songs, "Hitchhiker". Everything he wrote is at the heart of every mixtape that might define who I am. Then Walter Becker of Steely Dan had to die. One by one all of the signals behind these mixtapes is winking out. When Young dies, I suppose it is my time to leave this hollowed out past behind for...what? Is music the motive force that through the green fuse drives the flower? It feels like it this morning. #smallstories