Day 686: Sundays are Project Days

A bit of a late start this morning, but gearing up to…

  • Make sauerkraut (with some new / homebrewed fermentation tech)
  • Mood board for an upcoming kitchen reno
  • Planning for a vacation next week
  • Pursuing my latest entirely dumb passion, which is adding artist art to my Plex media server, because gets it wrong. There are 2400 artists in there and it’s a manual process, but if I do 24 a day I’ll be done in three months.


Day 685: Still Sober After All These Years

Well, “all this year and three quarters.” It’s been a tough week! Sick for several days, and that’s knocked me on my butt in terms of recovery — not only physical, and sleep, but also work and ensuring that volunteer obligations are met.

You know you’re busy when two days semi-out of commission means three days of absolute frantic catch-up. It’s not “dropping right back into the swing of things,” it’s re-entering the race five laps behind.

I mean, life and work and stresswise, this is not great. I guess it’s good to feel needed, but it certainly colours the recovery process.

Day 684: Another Short’un

I’m doing all right! I’ve just been HAMMERING sleep for the last few nights; generally exhausted and I guess still on the mend. So exercise is not on this week, which I feel bad about (and Perfect Me is irritated by Flawed Me). But I’m doing all right with food, sobriety continues to be a snap, and I’m motivated to get back on top of things! Just getting over this prolonged illness and recovery hump.

Day 682: Coming Out of It

UGH. Not super sick, but super listless and motivationless — the natural consequence of being flat for a few days. I’m on the mend but have to drag myself to work today; it’s getting brutally hard to keep up at distance, and I also have a volunteer thing after hours that I’ve put off too many times already.  Bah. Bleck. Ugh.

Day 679: Free Software; Fundraising

Give $30 to Audacity yesterday — there’s been a major and very useful update, which lets me create macros; it’s going to be a little easier to produce this podcast, and a lot easier to work on audio projects in general.

I donated to the project. This isn’t something I do often, as we’re not super wealthy (we’re fine! Just not rich), and, well, they don’t ask. But for some non-specific reason, yesterday I noticed the “donate” button on the website and thought “yes, I’d pay for this”. So I gave. It’s a big collective open source effort, and to be honest I’m not entirely sure where the money goes, but I’m happy to support it.

Paradoxically, we just came off a super disappointing funding drive for the radio station I volunteer at. Money was raised, but the lowest level in 13 years of having a funding drive. Part of this is organizational; there’s a bit of a “true believer” fallacy at the station where there’s an attitude of ‘we love this place so everyone else must too,’ and a weakened volunteer culture that is a very slow boat to turn around.

It’s got me thinking about how and where people give, though. This isn’t disconnected from my Facebook musings this week. Patreon has eaten the lunch of a lot of conventional “small non-profit” organizations. I can give to support the podcasts I listen to and the books I read, etc., from the comfort of home. Why go to extra effort? Kickstarter, GoFundMe, etc. all also scratch that donate itch with an extra bonus of convenience and social media cred.

It is not easy or getting easier for fundraisers at a community level, which is a bit worrisome.

Hey, we’re getting pretty far afield from this whole self-improvement thing, huh? Back to it: the point at the jump was that I’m grateful to Audacity, and trying to be more mindful of supporting things that support me, even if they don’t ask for it. This is something I’m hoping to do locally as well as online.


Day 678: Leaving Facebook

The only thing more annoying than talking to people on Facebook is talking to people who aren’t on Facebook. To riff on an old joke about vegans and/or Crossfit:

How do you know if somebody isn’t on social media?

Don’t worry, they’ll tell you.

This is distinctive enough that it’s probably worth unpacking a bit, though — I can’t leave Facebook. I need it for work. And since their business model only works by using personal names and personal information for access, I’ve had to manually delete every friend, page, etc. that I’ve added or liked, change my profile photo and job to say “this is not a personal account”, and hack it back to a shell of a profile of me — bare minimum — which will still allow me admin access to run the things I need to run.

I’m’a not deleting all my old photos, etc., because that’s a crazy amount of work. This isn’t tinfoil hattery levels of paranoia.

I have, though, come to the personal conclusion that Facebook does not make my life better. It makes my life worse. Ironically, since it’s the social platform that most people are on, I still need to be on it and use it heavily for my job. It actually makes my job easier and simpler when there’s a place most people are that I can just put some money into and reach ’em.

It’s not a good place, though.

So I’m taking a… semi-cowardly stance, I guess? I’m not opposing Facebook by trying to take my business away from Facebook. I’m not taking any public action. I’m not doing anything to hurt Facebook, I’m just trying to extricate myself from a bot-driven noise machine that hurts my brain.