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 In half an hour I start a new regimen: Turn off all electronics at 7:00 pm and have a one hour wind down before bed. Actually prepare for bed. I've been needing to do this for a while. Normally, I just stay up until I start to nod off. No more. De-stressing and listening to my body. This is the way.
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I'm doing everything this evening.
There's going to be rain tomorrow, so instead of slogging laundry through the parking lot during a deluge, I'm doing it tonight. In fact, any chore that I would have to trek outside for gets done tonight. I am also trying to get a rather long blog post put together as a final "here's why - especially after January - you should reconsider supporting centralized corporate social media platforms with your engagement." I'll post that to my Facebook page, then, after the 15th of this month, I'm out. Done. Will not be back. Am I cutting off people I know? Yeah, probably, but I'm going to leave my account up with the pinned post telling folks where to find me. After that it's all them.

And then I just need to stop banging my head against that wall and move on.

My head is all over the place. The ADHD is really slappin, and OMG I HATE THE RICH TEXT EDITOR ON DW MAKE IT DIE IN A FIRE.

It's all broken and I hate it, thank you.

*EDIT* 
Edited for clarification. I'll be leaving Facebook, not DreamWidth. Thank you, [personal profile] zesty_pinto, for pointing it out my faux pas.

 


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 Yup.

 

That was some shit.

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 I'm so over it all at this point.
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 We've been getting ready to be besieged by tourists for the CMAs and Fanfest at work.

Chaos.

I have 10 glorious days off afterward. I need to get time with family in, as well as some productivity. Sis has been making attempts to reach out to me. I need to go and see her more often. She worries about how much time I spend in front of my computer.

PopOS Linux has been treating me well. Next step is to get a larger SSD and clone my current OS image to it. THEN will come the downloading of  ESO and all the new content!

The weight I lost last year? It's all back. I need to start my appetite suppressant again. The bout I had with double pneumonia last year knocked me off my regimen.

Apart from that, all is well.

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 Welp, I did it.

 

I finally made the switch to Linux. Pop_OS, to be exact.

 

So far, great experience. PopOS has Nvidia and AND GPU support baked in, so no wonky graphics issues yet. I still have to see if I can get Elder Scrolls Online to run through Steam. THAT will be the test. I may change the desktop environment later.

There WERE, however, some casualties. My external hard drive that I had gotten to backup my Dropbox stuff can't be mounted for some reason. I was copying over files from a 2nd internal drive I have, and it stalled out, freezing up everything. I rebooted, and now the drive can't be mounted. I'll need to research that later. The other casualty was I never Exported my Free Tube playlists, so now I have to build those over again. I'm not too broken up about any of that, though. The main thing is no more Windows, and just in time.

"Why 'just in time', Dane?" you may ask.

Because Microshit is introducing a "feature" that will be screenshotting everything you do on your computer. Here's a link for the gory details. First impressions: This looks like a massive legal nightmare and HIPAA violation. It's also a dream for surveillance capitalism and the state.

If you don't rely on Windows for work-related stuff, folks, I suggest getting out. NOW. Be it a Linux conversion, switching to Mac, whatever. They are going to keep shoving AI down our throats. Myself, I'm trying to get out of big tech environments as much as I can. If anybody out there has any questions, or is just curious about the experience, just message me here or leave a reply. I'm happy to help in whatever way possible.

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There's too much.

Too much media.

Too much noise.

Too much stuff to keep up with.

Too many notifications.

Too many ads.

Too much war.

Too much capitalism.

 


 

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 I returned to work this week, and it was good to get back to a daily routine. One thing that has come out of the pneumonia experience is the apartment will be getting an air purifier. As I get older, I need any edge I can get. The health insurance I receive through work has been a major Godsend. My ER room bill alone was $3300 before insurance. I owe about $172. I'll take that. 

In a locked post I talked about a bizarre issue with my new phone (One Plus 9 Pro) where it looked as though I couldn't turn it off. Every time I pressed the power switch, Google Assistant popped up. I couldn't find anything worthwhile on any forums regarding this issue, but low and behold, one of my work buddies has a bit of experience with the One Plus brand. It seems - for whatever reason - that the default setting for power button behavior is to activate Google Assistant. Deep down in the settings menu, I was able to change the setting and YAY I can turn off my phone now.  

Today was my day off, so I slept in a bit. After I got up, it was just slack city after that. I guess I kinda needed it, but that makes tomorrow extra busy on the domestic front for me. I desperately need to clean the apartment after being too sick to do so.

There's probably more, but I'm running out of steam for this post.

 

 

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 Dear Shane,
 
Well, bud, here we are. You've checked out, and I'm still here, and somehow, that seems a colossal ripoff to me.
I wish I had gotten off my dead ass and wrote to you while you were still with us in body, but when you just drift through life, putting off stuff like that can lead to regret, and that, dear Shane, will be my drink of choice tonight. Regret.
 
I regrest that I never put pen to paper and told you how much your music meant to me. About how after a breakup with a lovely girl, I put "Rainy Night in Soho" on repeat, cried, and drank Bushmills till I passed out. I regret never telling you that "Rum, Sodomy, and the Lash" was one of those rare albums I'd actually rush back into a burning building to save. Or telling you how you ignited my pipe dream of moving to Ireland to become a drunk poet. I was never very good at poetry, it turns out. I think it's a curse, personally, or maybe just karma biting me in the ass in this life.
 
I'd watch interviews with you. Some hosts were thoughtful, and could see the poet and story teller behind your sloshed expression, and slured speech. Some treated you as a clown. 'Let's have one with McGowan! He'll be tanked, and it'll be a riot!' And then I saw how you could intelligently answer one of their dumber questions, and they would be taken aback. There's something to this McGowan fella.
 
You and The Pogues ignited my own curiosity about my Irish heritage, and I came to know my ancestor, Kate Murray. She sailed from Cobh in County Cork bound to the port of New Orleans. Her and her parents. But only Kate would wind up reaching America's shores. Your song "Thousands are Sailing" really brought that home for me.
 
But Shane, you mad bastard, I'm glad I found you. I'm sad we couldn't share a pint, but you still made me smile, think, and even weep a little from afar. You didn't consider yourself a hero, but goddamn it, you were, are, and will always be to this kid born in the Irish section of Chicago. Belting out the song "Navigator" at the top of my lungs as I drove down I-35 in Dallas, or making people scratch their heads at karaoke here in Nashville when I sang "Body of an American" complete with your slurred pronunciation. Let's face it. If you're gonna karaoke The Pogues, go all out. I even had a pint in my hand.
 
Shane, I will miss you. I wish you could see all the lovely tributes to you. You are loved, dear Shane, so very loved.
 
I'll be having a glass of Tully tonight for you. I will light a candle, and I will have The Pogues on repeat into the night.
 
Your Mate You Never Met,
 
Dane
 
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Joe was the best friend I never met.

Incidentally, I don't care how many times i see this video, when the camera shows the members of Rancid, and pans over to Lars, I just wanna give him a hug.

 


 

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 I'll let this message I posted in the Notesnook Discord speak for itself.

Yes, a fucking notetaking app made me cry.

 

"This is a thank you post, not so much a suggestion.

Discovering Notesnook is a BIG thing for me. I have ADHD, and Evernote was the answer to a lot of prayers for me. It was the one, central app I could go to consistently to organize my thoughts, make lists, keep tabs of the names of people I just met. When I say it was everything, I mean it was EVERYTHING.

Evernote went the way of most other "free" online applications: It started out good, then lost its way. Over a year ago, the Android app started crashing on my phone. The app wouldn't even open. Evernote decides to limit the number of devices. Constant, intrusive ads for upgrading your account. I exported everything to Zoho Notebook, and was convinced Evernote was dead.

Now there is Notesnook. When I opened up the web interface, it was like opening up the good old Evernote. I learned of the feature set, then exported all my notes from Zoho over to Notesnook. One of the things I recently started doing was creating an agenda for when me and my aunt have our weekly lunch dates. I just got done mapping out things I want to talk to her about, so after we part, I won't be thinking "Dammit! I wanted to tell her about such-n-such!"

You developers have given me back one of the best tools to help me navigate my neurodivergent world. I cannot adequately put into words what that means to me. I hope you all realize that your work isn't just another app. It can impact lives.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you."

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I am not Right, nor Left.
I don't even stand in the middle.
I just don't feel like being a part of it.
I just want to stand outside of it all.
No pundits.
No talking heads.
No nations.
No flags.
No patriots.
No sides.
 
I'm just.... me.
 
Does anybody else out there feel this way? Am I just crazy?
Mind you, if I am, I'll take crazy over "the norm".
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 Had a do fuckall day yesterday. I WANT to do that today, but there is too much to do.
  • Laundry (the never-ending battle)
  • Call mom
  • Taxes (ooooh the executive dysfunction ramps the fuck up on this one.)
  • Sort mail
  • Cook a lunch for tomorrow
  • Irish lesson(s)
And now for a bunch of random happenings/thoughts via bullet points because HEY bullet points:
  • I recently got me an electric kettle for making tea and whatnot. Loving. It.
  • I have been the most consistent with my Irish lessons than any other language I have attempted on Duolingo. I am seriously loving it.
  • I spent too much money and bought a Bo Horvat (#14) New York Islanders jersey. My interest in hockey has been somewhat rekindled.
  • In the realm of languages, I have discovered the YouTube channel Learn Arabic with Maha. Please stop me before I pick up a third language.
  • My knees are shit, and I need to buck-it-the-fuck up and schedule an appointment with my doctor about them.
  • Eye doctor appointment the 11th of April.
  • My Discord server has become somewhat more active. I'm enjoying that.
Oh, and I'm trying to get sick, apparently. The barometer can't make up it's fucking mind, so I'm fighting that.

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I got thrown into FB jail for the next few days. This is the third time I've gotten the algorithmical ban hammer, so I'm more than a little done.

I started the draft of a farewell post that I'd like to share here. I'm not completely nuking the account, but I'm not going to be signing back in after I post and pin this final note.

At some point, you just have to say "Fuck you, Zuck. I'm out."

Draft is as follows:

I haven't been able to post lately because my account here has been hit with multiple restrictions, due to posts that "violate community standards". I'm not going to go into details. Suffice it to say, I disputed the suspension, but it was for naught.

I'm done dealing with the algorithms. I'm done with Zuck. I had deleted my previous account, then covid hit. I started this one to keep in touch through lockdown. Well, the latest algorithmical BS is - for real -the final straw. I'll be logging out, and won't be coming back. Messenger will be gone from my phone as well.

I've been going through a bit of a sea change, folks. One of my friends here commented once "I noticed a change in your energy." That's pretty apropos. My energy has changed considerably. In the past year-and-a-half, I have found a new (yet very old) faith, a renewed interest in my Irish heritage, and a sharp re-focusing of what I want out of my online and tech life. I have recently thrown my support behind a certain pachyderm-themed social network, and have started de-Googlefying my life.

Big tech is re-shaping our lives, relationships, and the landscapes of entire countries. It's a technological and economic feudalism. I don't want to support that system, or at the very least, support it as little as possible. I don't expect folks here to follow me wherever I go. Everyone has family and community connections on here they have to keep up with, and that's plenty understandable.

But here is something to think about: there's plenty of you out there that this platform has jaded. "What's the point? They're going to get my information anyway. It doesn't matter."

And that, folks, is where they got you. It's insidious AF. They got us believing we have no power, and no agency. That is BS.

It DOES matter. YOU matter.

If you want to keep in touch, email me at lastofhisname@protonmail.com , or many of you can reach me via text. My Linktree has the platforms I'm active on: https://linktr.ee/lastofhisname

If any of that's too much of a hassle, well, it's been a slice.

In love, faith, and hope,

Dane
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 I really don't care if it's a liquor company ad, this is absolutely beautiful.

Heads-up: Have tissues on stand-by.

 

 

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 1 day suspension from Facebook for being a bad Dane.
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Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
 
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
 Turns again home.
 
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
 
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.

~Alfred, Lord Tennyson


 
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 Why is it when I sit down to compose a meaningful post, I'm all-of-a-sudden so damned tired and need to go to bed?
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 I have too much to say on the whole Twitter Exodus. There is this excellent thread on Mastodon about it, though. Probably more eloquent than whatever I could come up with. I also need to get more engaged here. Not gonna lie, Dreamwidth pisses me off sometimes, but it's the closest thing to old LiveJournal there is.

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