I had a productive day which included swamping out the shower stall, thus getting even dirtier for the purpose of finally getting myself clean.

Then weedwhacking my beard and washing my hair for the first time in about two weeks. (Being so very dirty was at last starting to bother even me.)

I was rewarded with an actual eight hours of sleep and a gentle waking: caffeinated even before the weekly noise of the trash truck shattered the relative neighborhood peace.

This morning I am roasting fresh Chiapas beans and dipping a toe back into these more digital waters. I generally block ads on all the browsers except Tor, but today I did see this one.

It struck me as an insidious consumerist ploy.

My head is in a strange place these days. You don’t have to tell me.

This is the antidote