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across something like 14 hours
Tuesday, June 23 2015
It's been raining every day for many days now. Today there were at least three thunderstorms, the first of which snuck up on me this morning while I was out walking the dogs. The thunder came closer and closer and then came the rain, forcing me to hurry through the forest several hundred feet up the Stick Trail. I got back to the house and collapsed into the couch, exhausted.
It was one of those days where I was repeatedly distracted from the things I would have preferred doing by rambling Skype calls with Marc, one of the guys with whom I work with in Los Angeles. Such calls don't produce much in the way of billable hours, but they effectively sabotage my ability to do anything else. The kind of work (and play) that I do requires serious mental focus, and any distraction can unwind that focus in an instant, resulting in long mental refractory periods. Of course, part of my problem is my willing complicity in any form of procrastination. But talking on Skype is one of the most miserable ways I use my computer. I don't like how vocal communication seizes all (or nearly all) the channels of my attention in real time. I much prefer a text chat window, which is a lot less synchronous and thus easy to ignore. Unfortunately, though, Marc apparently does not like communicating via text. And he thinks nothing at all of intruding into my life on the slightest whim, including at 11:00pm. He also gets up early (on the West Coast), meaning the range of time during which he could bother me stretches across something like 14 hours.
When I wasn't being distracted by constant Skype calls, I'd occasionally spout nonsense on Facebook via my troll Suzy, who is adamant that the Confederate Flag stay flying in South Carolina and other places in the south despite its recent associations with a murderous white supremacist. She also insists she's not a racist, even though she recently posted this:
HAY FACEBOOKERS I JUST HAD A IDEA!!! IF SLAVERY WAS STILL ALLOWED THEN THEM KELLERD FOLKS WOOD OF NEVER BEEN KILT BECAUSE THEY WOOD OF BEEN OUT PICKIN COTTON! MAYBE WE COULD FIX ALOT OF WHAT IS WRONG WITH AMERICA BY BRINGIN SLAVERY BACK! NO MORE HIPPITY HOP MUSIC, NO MORE SAGGY PANTS, AND NO MORE WELFARE! KELLERDS WILL HAVE TO WORK AND PULL THERE PANTS UP! JUST THINKIN OUTLOUT!!!
Today, she defended herself against purported racism accusations (which weren't actually coming) by posting this:
SOME PEOPAL HAS WRIT TWO ME SAYING I IS A RACIEST! BUT I AINT NO RACIEST! I NEVER SAY THE N-WORD! I JUST WANT THEM PEOPAL TO PUT DOWN THERE MALT LIQUOR AND JAZZ CIGARETTES AND PULL UP THEY PANTS, STOP BUSTIN RHYMES AND GET THEYSELFS A JOB!
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