Thanks to work stress and high levels of heat and humidity at night what sleep I manage has been of low quality. I feel hung over and did nothing to earn that feeling.
Already we are well into August. even ten years ago I would have enjoyed all of the heat and humidity because I would be out at the lake several days a week. Now that I am in my late fifties that is no longer quite so attractive. Now I just want some peace and quiet, and maybe a nap.
Reading
Earlier this week I finished Colleen Alles’ latest book of poetry Luminescence in Season. Colleen is a friend and reading her work is always a joyful experience.
Writing
The Grand River Poetry Collective has issued a Call for Submissions for a time capsule project. I have a couple of first drafts in my journal, and more bubbling around in my head. The poems will go into a vault, to be unsealed in 2076. I might still be around, though I will be very old. Full details at the GRPC website.
Weekly Writing Prompt
Subject: Robots, Espionage
Setting: Mountains
Genre: Weird Fiction
Listening
Ray Bradbury‘s short story “There Will Come Soft Rains,” read by Burgess Meredith. The story takes place on August 4, 2026.
Interesting Links
- “Welcome To The Resistance: Meet The Workers Dodging (And Sabotaging) Their Employer’s AI Mandates” (Luke Plunkett, Aftermath) – Over the past eight months I have transitioned from developer, to centaur, to reverse-centaur in my main work project. So has everyone else on the team. As long as the tokens are abundant we can continue to move fast and break things. We make the beds we lay in.
- “Days disrupted: Across the world, the Iran war is reshaping everyday life” (AP) – The war started by syphilitic rapist Donald Trump is doing what Trump and his lickspittles intended: making everyone who isn’t untouchably rich poor and desperate. The end goal is to cause sufficient unrest to be able to implement martial law and begin the wholesale murder of his political opponents in the name of freedom.