Some are really really asleep. Like, if you don't know the guy laying there sold out the U.S. to the CCP AND raped kids AND is the son of the current acting POTUS, you're pretty dang asleep. And if none of that bothers you, you might wanna check your humanity card for expiration date because there's something wrong with that.
Some probably can't help how asleep they are, but it's time to wake up now.
Yeah, Pinky sox are back!!! 😁 I think these debuted in 2014.
And waking up is hard, yo. But sometimes ya gotta pull it together and adult, dammit. (Movie screenshots from Love and Debt, which kinda looks to me like a documentary style story, a snapshot of America before NESARA/GESARA rolls out.)
Click for some really pretty coffee. 👇
Some are programmed to stay asleep, some are willfully asleep. I'm with Stan here.
The Luke and Matthew conflict only strengthens how this looks like denominational differences. 😂
The awake are soooo so ready.
Everything you need is in this site. 👇 Click it.
And be sweet to each other no matter what happens. Kindness is logical. None of us can avoid what is coming, and we'll all get through it together.
This is a long boring meander through web presence between memorial weekend activities that pulled me off game, but if you needed a time filler, there is a mystery that I solve a little ways down that involved a little bit of stalking.
I tried putting myself into google search again for sport and came up with a puny cross cutting of a smattering of my accounts that hardly gives me credit for ANYTHING. Years of stuff is so blocked that it's like I barely exist. I mean, I know I've never been a big thing compared to a lot of people, but I used to have pages of search on me just because I have so much standalone content out there. And as many years as people have been looking me up trying to find more Lexx and stuff (I can see in stats that some people keep my name listed in 'news' queries across browsers instead of listing my stuff into readers), you'd think I'd at least be a noticeable blip on a really scaled down search, so I guess that big bad shadowban was pretty personal.
Bing says we're still cool, though, and they aren't afraid to be seen with me in public. In fact, I'm wondering now if this kind of self organizing search directory is why publishers keep calling me... 🤔
I think it's hella cute this is the lead-in on my entire web presence now. 😂
Now I'm cracking up, page 4 of bing search highlights this from twitter ahead of everything else I've ever tweeted.
Ok, this is really interesting. Verified accounts? I don't think they mean me, surely. So I'm checking out the tweets listed here, which I'll link to sources. I found this on page 5 of bing search.
First tweet was a bunch of stuff I was screenshotting into a thread. Did bing just verify that JFK Jr is verified?
Second tweet is obvious, Ellen is a verified actor and I run a fan group, so it was natural to pick this up.
Pretty sure Stephen must be verified as well, since he's published. It's really interesting how bing is marking my tweets about what it claims is verified people. I wouldn't have blinked an eye except JFK Jr was right at the top of that list...
Btw, I think Stephen was Frodo in the original LittleLexx.net fan forum from way back, and I think you can still find his forum posts there since Myke salvaged that forum.
I just had the funnest web mystery search. I wanted to see how many search pages on google would still have Janika Banks in them, and by page 5 it had thinned out so much already that I nearly didn't even see this. My guess is that MAYBE they had my twitter feed on their dotcom? Except I never tweeted anything about a cute salad with a fork like that.
So naturally, I had to go see what the what, right. But just before this page would show up, something would blip on my screen first. I tried getting into this page and wound up in spam hell.
So I decided to get positioned for a quick screenshot of the blip, which turned out to be this. Note the recent date of the web snapshot. I didn't trigger that, so someone is still messing around with that page or something.
Who is @IamBill46? o_O
And then it hit me to click 'view source'. I love view source, we're like buddies going back years.
I *think* what is happening here is there are share buttons to social medias. I have no idea why a particular interactive tweet that I made is featured.
But then I thought hmmm, I can look up that other user, right.
Nope. His account is just as suspended as my @janikabanks account.
BUT, we actually have a 👉 tweet history. 👈 Apparently a whole group of us were part of Bill's routine although sometimes it was just me replying.
This is an example.
I think I kinda remember Bill, so I started wondering what he got suspended for (probably canceled, like me), and wondered if he was anywhere else online. Yep, I found his name again. Took a little digging, but there he is.
Hi, Bill. 😊
That was cool, huh. But let's get back to what in the world Pinky had to do with ever4day!
Thanx to this screenshot, I realized I was looking at source code on an old deleted wordpress blog. I go back years on wordpress myself, maybe I used a share button on a post I liked.
So I tried doing ever4day.wordpress.com and got nowhere, it's gone. So I simply put ever4day in bing search and got this single link.
Which took me to this new source code. That's it! Pinterest is archiving these old links, and apparently I shared a post to pinterest one year and that is how Pinky wound up bonded forever to ever4day.
Wonder if Angie Vogel is still selling something that is neon glow. Looky this, she migrated to a dotcom! Click on it to check it out.
And here we go, the neon glow. 😁
And now I've gotta say something obvious to google.
You guys shadowbanned the crap outa me, but you are still web caching an old deleted website with my twitter user name in it????
I'm not going to weep when the old junk is wiped out for the new internet.
On a whole other side note, I also ran into a sweet fan edit mourning the big Harrison loss, and of course I've archived it offline so it will never be lost. Fans are precious. You are so welcome.
I've made it up to the dwarf chapter and now I'm producing granite and suddenly everything is more expensive than ever.
Soon all this will be a distant memory, like the chapters before. One day I'll probably relinquish that lava egg because I'm not the kind of player that can toss out diamonds every time I need a province expansion.
Meanwhile, I've been hitting the chores around the house little harder this week while I run through a couple more TV show marathons in the background while I distract myself from a blood pressure dose change. Everything's all good, mostly getting off an older med I was on for years that really isn't doing an ideal job while I ramp up a newer one doing a more fantastic job.
Ran into this sweet study on nighttime hypertension, it's extremely helpful.
The problem is simple. Doctors love aggressively pushing meds that squash defiance, like breakout blood pressure, and then they ignore other problems like, oh, I dunno, someone completely stopping breathing in their sleep even on full CPAP until their osat is low enough to create cardiac distress (that's a much nicer sounding phrase than experienced) and waking up is its own hellish nightmare while a whole body hangs in there during oxygen level coming back up and delivering to trillions of impoverished cells, including a very cranky heart, and they look at me blankly and suggest it's psychological. 😑
So my older med is cut in half now over the last week, and voila, I'm waking up BEFORE it gets to that scary part now. Imagine that...
I see sleep doctor next week, will be exciting moving to the next step of discussing bipap now that we got the med problem figured out.
You don't play around with central apnea. You just don't. You know how many people die in their sleep every year? Lots. I refuse to be a statistic over 'maybe it's psychological'. Seriously, 3 different doctors and a nurse told me that in the last 5 months. Yes, I've been dealing with this problem FOR 5 MONTHS. I've had a hospital stay watching heart and a sleep study watching breathing, but bless their little decompartmentalized hearts, no one ever crossed the streams to do both at once, even though I asked them to. Heart people didn't measure osats and sleep study didn't measure blood pressures going crazy. Funny, you'd think that would be a natural direction to go in for cardiac distress in one's sleep.
Also, there's a warning on that old med not to give it to patients over 60. 5 months till I'm 60. And doctors wonder why patients are noncompliant sometimes. My confidence in the medical field this year is even more underwhelmed. Also, when someone starts suggesting that maybe covid causes that when I have a negative test and no other symptoms (hey, we all know covid is this magical thing that can afflict us magically out of the blue like magic, gosh darn any kind of science), what the hell, I'll go do my own medical research. Hence the link up there. Yeah, they used to do this thing called "research".
Anyway, I'm a little more tense than usual between being cranky about that and trying to stay calm about another daughter popping a baby soon in an area well known for its hurricanes, so gaming and chores it is.
Discovered this week that this really old fave came back, so I saved it into my stash. I love fans so much.
I give up for now. I was looking through an old private blog from ages ago for some of the Jack/Johnny stuff I archived about mixing in and out of a couple of fandom areas, but I was so wordy back then that I just spent 2 hours buzzing through only 3 months worth of words. But what the heck, have something else. You're welcome.
Flashbacks from 2007.
Finally got some pictures loaded. These are all from yesterday.
I woke up to this.
This was out my front door.
When I went outside to see Jaizzy, I took my camera with me.
One brave cardinal didn't fly away when I walked by.
I love the way ice recreates the world.
Jaizzy's favorite cherry tree, with the branches weighted down to the ground.
There is a squirrel right in the middle of this picture. It's not the big fat one I spoke of earlier.
He thought he'd move over so I couldn't watch him...
I don't know if the squirrels can even get on their feeder, much less dig the corn out from under the ice.
This was an old hen who outlived the entire flock, and for some reason went into a hard molt just in time for an ice storm. Jaizzy is the star of one of my first ever confessional posts at walking in the air.
Jaizzy was SO glad to get out, even though she was freezing cold. She wolfed down part of a leftover pork steak and some more cornbread.
The really dark red you see on her wing and chest is new feathers coming in.
The quills on her belly between her legs are fluffing out a little. Right now to me it looks like she got a 'buzz cut'. That will get a lot fluffier over the next couple of weeks.
Poor thing still looks so scrawny and raggedy.
Today she's as happy as a tourist at a clam bake with a margarita in her hand. I made her a little taco salad out of last night's leftovers, and she went after it like a kid with a Christmas stocking and then walked around grazing while I popped the straw bale open and cleaned out her nests. (We never got to it over the weekend.) We didn't have long, about ten minutes into it we both started getting rained on, so I scattered the rest of the straw around her run and she came in admiring the new 'tile' and had to go try out a nest pronto. She's still molting old feathers around the new ones, and the dandruff is making me crazy, it gets all over like a dog shedding, and makes her water and everything all yucky. I'll be glad when she's all done with that. I made it back into the house before I got soaked to the skin, but my hair is still dripping. The temp has dropped ten degrees in the last 20 minutes, so I timed that one pretty good. She's done for the day.
Random pics from last year's two biggest ice storms. And this was nothing compared to just north of us, where trees actually exploded from their sap freezing.
Guess I need to orient, half a day slipping by and I'm not finishing the things I wanted to get done. I love you guys. Hope your weeks are going well.
