Busy, Busy, Busy
Mar. 27th, 2025 08:53 amWhen I went to visit Black Chicken in the morning, she was brooding on her eggs. When I went to see her in the afternoon, I couldn't lure her out of the henhouse for anything. Was she mourning her companion? Or did she remember the predator that snagged Brown Chicken?
I fed her corn tortillas, & she crouched down to let me pet her.
Back at the casa, I beseeched Molly Mabel Cat: Communicate with the spirit of Brown Chicken! Let me know how she is. Let her know that I miss her.
'Cause that's the way I roll.
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Meanwhile, I have been busy, busy, busy.
TaxBwana was not quite as much of a slog as it was on Monday, mainly because my clients were very nice, and I ignored the other tax preparers.
And once I got home, Adrienne's little campaign manager Brian—an impossibly fresh-faced senior at Northeastern University in Boston—wanted to Zoom.
He's written a platform statement, which I will incorporate into Adrienne's website, although that, too, has been a slog—mainly because I'm supposed to be building it in SquareSpace—a platform I know nothing about. Hitherto, my website design experience has been confined primarily to WordPress websites and old-time HTML docs powered by CSS engines.
SquareSpace is one of those out-of-the-box website solutions. It does have customization options, but they are buried four layers down. SquareSpace would prefer you to use one of their AI-powered templates: cookie cutter templates, seeped in ubiquity. My mind rebels against them. I suppose I need to start thinking in terms of utility, not originality: There's no reason at all why Adrienne's website needs to be creative.
And also I need to hunt down a couple of SquareSpace tutorials on YouTube.
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I'm applying, too, for a summer job as Director or Assistant Director for Gardiner village's summer recreation program, which means hunting down references & customizing a resume from all my volunteer gigs (since I haven't held a real job in going on 15 years now.)
I went through the usual Who would recommend me for anything? self-abasement ritual, but, of course, Marty & Flo (TaxBwana) and Ellen (Vision of Wallkill) are leaping all over themselves to be references, so, you know, I don't quite understand why I put myself through unnecessary anxiety. Some part of me must like anxiety.
I have a fair number of writing clients still, so strictly speaking, I'm not desperate for the $$$.
But times are troubled-er & troubled-er.
Diversification seems like a prudent strategy.
I fed her corn tortillas, & she crouched down to let me pet her.
Back at the casa, I beseeched Molly Mabel Cat: Communicate with the spirit of Brown Chicken! Let me know how she is. Let her know that I miss her.
'Cause that's the way I roll.
###$
Meanwhile, I have been busy, busy, busy.
TaxBwana was not quite as much of a slog as it was on Monday, mainly because my clients were very nice, and I ignored the other tax preparers.
And once I got home, Adrienne's little campaign manager Brian—an impossibly fresh-faced senior at Northeastern University in Boston—wanted to Zoom.
He's written a platform statement, which I will incorporate into Adrienne's website, although that, too, has been a slog—mainly because I'm supposed to be building it in SquareSpace—a platform I know nothing about. Hitherto, my website design experience has been confined primarily to WordPress websites and old-time HTML docs powered by CSS engines.
SquareSpace is one of those out-of-the-box website solutions. It does have customization options, but they are buried four layers down. SquareSpace would prefer you to use one of their AI-powered templates: cookie cutter templates, seeped in ubiquity. My mind rebels against them. I suppose I need to start thinking in terms of utility, not originality: There's no reason at all why Adrienne's website needs to be creative.
And also I need to hunt down a couple of SquareSpace tutorials on YouTube.
###
I'm applying, too, for a summer job as Director or Assistant Director for Gardiner village's summer recreation program, which means hunting down references & customizing a resume from all my volunteer gigs (since I haven't held a real job in going on 15 years now.)
I went through the usual Who would recommend me for anything? self-abasement ritual, but, of course, Marty & Flo (TaxBwana) and Ellen (Vision of Wallkill) are leaping all over themselves to be references, so, you know, I don't quite understand why I put myself through unnecessary anxiety. Some part of me must like anxiety.
I have a fair number of writing clients still, so strictly speaking, I'm not desperate for the $$$.
But times are troubled-er & troubled-er.
Diversification seems like a prudent strategy.