Yet again, I guess, but likely forever this time.
Hadn't necessarily thought it would be today, but I did sort of foresee this coming this time. In short, time to say good bye.
There's too much stuff, and far too much negativity in my life. Some of that may be coming from me, but most of it, objectively, is coming from elsewhere, and worst, from my supposed friends. In short, I've been ponzi'd enough.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice...well, I should have known better I suppose.
I'm leaving Twitter, or rather, Twitter is leaving me. They've mucked up my account, seek to blame me for that, and refuse to respond to my emails seeking clarification. They claim they changed my account because it was supposedly hacked. However, even after doing that they're posting stuff on my account. So...obviously that's a failed system. I'm not going to go through all the garbage of creating a new account...assuming they'd allow that...and then try to rebuild the networks I had there. It's not worth the effort and time, and, candidly I doubt many people will miss anything I had to say anyhow. I'll miss some of the links that tweets provided, but I'll manage somehow. With the election nearly over a lot of them will likely go away anyhow. Objectively I think I'll miss Paul Krugman the most, which is strange since he's not a personal friend. Oh well.
I'm not posting any more of The Listener. It takes far too long to format and fix the text to conform with HTML, and nobody's reading it anyway, so it's a net gain in my time and no loss to anyone else. As a public service it will also clean up the friends page of everyone who has me on their list too, so it's a win-win.
I'm going to stop posting any pictures from the shop too. Again, nobody cares except one troll, and I don't need to keep feeding the troll. He can crawl back under his bridge and do whatever trolls did before there was internet. No loss to me, and probably no loss to society as a whole either.
Not that I was getting many anyhow, but I'm not going to take any more commissioned pieces. It's not worth it. They only end up causing problems, partly because they don't seem to meet the needs of the customers and partly because they cause me all kinds of problems. Like I said above, I should have known better...but, this one is on me.
In short, I'm going to write what I want, without regard to whether or not anyone else cares. For those who don't believe it, I will state once again that I will finish Berlin, I will finish the Opera, and I will finish both Devon McHenry books. I will complete the stuff I've started in the shop, although I have no idea what I'll do with all that garbage once it's done. My living room/gallery is filling up with stuff (completed stuff) and it's going to gather dust I guess. Maybe I'm more like JF than I knew. Accelerated decrepitude is a real bitch.
Now, since I'll have all this extra time, I think I'll do a complete cleaning of the kitchen in the next few days. I mean strip it down to the walls, pull everything out of the cabinets and scrub. It needs it. Badly! I can probably fill a couple bins for Goodwill in the process, and that's also a plus.
I can't afford to fix the damage to the truck, so it will just remain, but there will be no "next time." If you're driving while yakking or driving while texting you can just hit me. I won't care, but you will when the dust settles. I'll own you...and I'll play every card a legitimate victim gets to play. If you want to knowingly break the law then I'll gladly help you enjoy the consequences.
Well, that's pretty much it. I have some vague hope that I'll have a working laptop again, but that's an open question right now. If it doesn't work, I won't be surprised, just out some bucks for nothing. If, by chance, it does work I'll be able to pull off the remainder of the Prometheus pictures I promised to Cynthia, and I believe that is the only outstanding promise I have made to a friend. At that point I can shut down the Ponzi scheme and everyone will be paid off in full.
So...one less hassle in your life. I guess that's a good thing. If not, well...I tried.