Tell Me Something Good

 Something to celebrate—on Thursday I walked one and a quarter miles all in one go. Well, to be precise, I sat down for quick rests (less than five minutes per) after each quarter mile.

Still, this is the most I’ve been able to do in an exceedingly long time. I’m talkin’ multiple years here (as much as six—maybe more). PROGRESS! Yea me!

I took yesterday off. Today’s gonna be warm as Hell (in the 50s!) so I’ll attempt another 1.25 mile walk but outside, in the fresh air. Wheeeee!
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I’m now following Elmo, Cookie Monster and Oscar the Grouch on Threads. Why? FFS, do I not deserve a fuckton of joy and silliness in this life? OF FUCKING COURSE I DO! So do you unless you’re a Cheato worshipping, misogynistic racist with more guns than brains.

I also follow Bodega Cats, Poorly Drawn Lines, a zillion photographers and half a dozen (or more) folks who post nothing but pet pics.

SEE, it’s not all doomscrolling! Honest!
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From my new read, Sy Montgomery’s The Soul of an Octopus:

Clams don’t even have brains.

Neither do Republicans. I don’t see them on the menus of fine seafood dining establishments though. Probably they taste like a sewage soaked sponge cake.  *blech, hurl*
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Remember that Dementia Don adoring Nazi lover who was so awful that even his dimwit Kardashian wife dumped him? Yeah, him. Apparently he makes some kind of music that relies heavily on riffs from popular musician’s work. My understanding is that you must obtain permission to incorporate and record these melodic phrases. Of course.

Apparently, Mister “Music” contacted Ozzy Osbourne, wanting to use a sample from the Black Sabbath hit War Pigs. Oz said no. Dude recorded his little ditty, including the sample, anyway. I’ve read that the music thief did this with a Chaka Khan song too. (asked, was told no, used it anyway)

Not cool, not cool at all. I hope Oz and Chaka sue the fuck outta this pile of dried weasel puke. Nazi Boy should probably stick to designing those ugly ass sneakers of his. He doesn't seem to have the imagination or brains for the music biz.
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One more quote from Montgomery’s The Soul of an Octopus:

I’ve always harbored a fondness for monsters. Even as a child, I had rooted for Godzilla and King Kong instead of for the people trying to kill them. It had seemed to me that these monsters’ irritation was perfectly reasonable. Nobody likes to be awakened from slumber by a nuclear explosion, so it was no wonder to me Godzilla was crabby; as for King Kong, few men would blame him for his attraction to pretty Fay Wray. (Though her screaming would have eventually put off anyone less patient than a gorilla.) If you took the monsters’ point of view, everything they did made perfect sense. The trick was learning to think like a monster.

Yes. I've always related much more to Godzilla and King Kong than those nasty asshole “heroes" who were trying to off them. Also Frankenstein’s monster. No one gave him the chance he clearly deserved. Humans—we’re the real monsters.

Cynical? Pessimistic? Who me?