I woke up this morning thinking about how the video-making project is related to, an extension of, a radio show I did in the middle of the night thirty years ago in Portland.

It was called: The Millennial Dawn, with your host Hollywood Evansaint Macavity. Macavity being one of the earliest known forms of Vairtere.

But it’s not the Dawn of the Millennium anymore. The Daybreak, maybe, but even then … we know now that it’s also the last millennium, of the human project as we’ve known it for ten thousand years at least. We live in the darkness After the dawn.

I started kicking around ideas and words, which is one of my favorite things to do.

Crepuscular is a lovely word and I always love accented letters …

Crépuscular Millénaire?

It’s early days and even before coffee this particular day; we’ll see.

But this is one tiny part of a tiny part. Just like with yesterday’s question of politics and language.

I looked next at music I could add in to videos that won’t result in a copyright strike.

Digging away some more, it does exist: The 14 Best Sites to Find Free Creative Commons Music

I’m a Digger. Digging is my life.

Then of course there’s the ‘setting it all up legally as an LLC’ part. And banking too?

The electrical on the trailer, now in progress, and the painting of bare metal on parts of the truck (the Evapo-Rust and the Rustoleum are bought but not yet applied).

The trip down to Hell Valley to pick up the RTT, and test drive an e-Bike six miles away from that, and maybe find a place in the big city to responsibly drop off e-Waste while I’m at it. Should I bring the trailer, to haul back the tent in, so it’s not in my way when I do the truck bed? Or could I maybe do the truck bed in the next eight days and leave the trailer at home? If so, I’d need to also teach myself the right way to use my new load straps.

Along with short self-paced courses in using the Garmin 890, and the radar-detector-slash-dash-cam, and the finer points of the GoPro. How do I zoom in, zoom out?

On top of the truck piece and the trailer piece and the YouTube piece and the legal/banking piece and all the rest, there are also existing pieces to maintain. For example, in the days when I performed the Millennial Dawn, I only even had a car sometimes, and if the car broke down catastrophically I just had someone come tow it away; and having it insured wasn’t even an option because I had no money for shit like that. Or a mortgage, or a mortgage and a new blank piece of land in a better place besides. Or a utility bill for an Internet Service Provider. A cell phone. Et freakin’ cetera.

I’m not complaining.

In many ways, I have honestly never been as happy as I am today.

There’s a big complex project happening, and no other human person is telling me what the project is, or how I should be doing it, or how I should be feeling about it as it evolves for better and for worse.

My “living” does not depend on anyone else’s opinions on those matters.

Life in the moment is, for all fleeting practical purposes, Perfect.

And. Complicated.