Put this in shell.
In case you want to feel healthier,
We are your reliable assistant.

-latest #spamadvice

Abidness?  Abidnescence?  Yes, I know neither of them are real words, but I couldn’t find a good one to describe “situation normal modulo armadillo tendencies”.

The medical adventures continue, but there’s nothing dire to report.  My ear continues to ring, and we’re looking at possible causes (my MRI was textbook ordinary, which disturbed me a little).  I discovered that having an ear worm distracts me from the ringing, so I’ve been trying to listen to a lot of catchy music in order to induce one.

I have also discovered that ear worms are less likely to happen when I am trying to induce one.1 Hey, at least the ringing doesn’t wake me up at night.

Otherwise, there is a staggering amount of nothing to say these days. It’s all positive nothing, though, so there are no complaints contained in the current armadillo space. Stuff abides, y’all.

1I suspect there’s a journal article in that, but I’m not motivated to go learn everything I need to know about quantum biomechanics in order to pretend I know what I’m talking about.

Sic Transit Transact

Don’t even think about buying thoughts.
-Today’s #SpamAdvice

I started this post on the 23rd of February. I typed in the advice that I’d gleaned from my spam comments, saved the draft at 4:37 p.m., then was sucked into the gravitational pull of everything that’s going on. Snow days, illness, work and school, shake, rattle, repeat, not much of it really worth dwelling on at length, or at least I hope, because I haven’t had the time to do so. Okay, I haven’t had the time to do so in a manner that inspires me to produce self-indulgent garbage content that I deem suitable for public consumption.

Yeah, it’s taken me a solid hour to write this post to this point. It’s not that I’ve been sitting here staring at the screen, no: for every sentence you see here, I’ve written three or four, decided they were things I couldn’t or didn’t want to say, and deleted them. It … alright, I’m not always like that. I cut loose on my friends’ Slack last week while @bhoneydew was out of town on business, we were on snow day number #15 and I was pounding my head against the draft of the fourth book project I’ve taken on since December, and oh, dear lord, looking at the back scroll makes me want to invent a time machine, hop back a week, and tie socks around my fingers because I Did Not Let Anyone Type A Word In Edgewise.

And now we’re at an hour and a half, so I’m going to post this darned thing and probably disappear for another month.

Conversations with Never

Blog Management


I just wrapped my Data Modeling class.  I did well, despite the universe’s best efforts to derail my final project.  The project was a case study that was supposed to take a month and a half:   I wound up having to do it over a weekend of back-to-back fifteen hour days, after having spent most of that week crunching out a last-minute work project.

The case study reminded me of just how good my Penguin of Self-Doubt is at making me see things that just aren’t there — or rather, miss things that are right where they’re supposed to be.  When I submitted my assignment, I added a note to my instructor apologizing for the things I’d left out, because wow, there were a lot of things that I just didn’t have time to cover.

Her response was more or less “Huh?”

Surprised by her surprise, I went back and read my submission — and said “Huh?”  She was right.  I hadn’t actually missed anything I’d wanted to cover.

Unfreakingbelievable. I could have sworn on The Book of Bittman that I’d failed to write to those points.

[NaNoWriMo Update] Days 17-20, Point of Penguination

Day 17: 3,203
Day 18: 2,316
Day 19: 787
Day 20: 1,921
4-Day Total: 8,227
Total Word Count: 45,116

The Internet is not good for me.  I was going to name this post after the technical term for when the momentum of a flying object begins to slow and its trajectory starts to curve toward the ground.  Since I’ve never taken physics, I don’t know what that technical term is, so I went to look it up…

…wound up spending a half hour learning about the life and work of Emmy Noether …

…and I still don’t know the technical term for when the momentum of a flying object begins to slow and it starts to drop.

This will probably bug me all day, that is, when (or if) I have a moment of free time to be bugged by the voices in my head.

Fortunately, the only reason I didn’t hit my 2K-a-day-every-day word count goal was because I was busy, not blocked.  And, hey, my antagonist and female main character are both doing better.

[NaNoWriMo Update] Days 14 – 16, Eating an Elephant

Day 14: 2,254
Day 15: 2,040
Day 16: 2,548
3-Day Total: 6,842
Total Word Count: 36,889

My antagonist is still being less than awesome, and his antagonist has now started suggesting that I start describing her as the love child of Godzilla and Olivia Pope. I’m not quite to the point where I want to swap their roles around, because doing that would require deleting almost, uhm, everything, and we’re not doing that right now, boys and girls, oh, no, we are not.

And then there’s my female lead character.

I don’t want to talk about my female lead character.

I’m not sure I even want to say “I just ran her through the ‘If I Am Ever The Hero’s Own True Love’ section of the Viable Paradise Overlord List, and she failed horribly,” but I just did, and yes, she so did, so she needs some work, too.

On the bright side, I’m still enjoying the work.

Step By Step, Click By Click…

[This is a reply to a comment made in response to The Scrivener problem I wrote about in my last NaNoWriMo update. Since the reply got a little long, I decided to turn it into another blog post.]

Dear James,

Thank you for checking in on me and offering some assistance with Scrivener.

Here’s a walkthrough of what I was doing.  Please me know if you still believe I’m doing something wrong here (possibly there’s a preference in Windows that I haven’t set), or if there’s a chance that I may have a bugged Windows Scrivener installation.  I have yet to uninstall and re-install the program.

Mac Scrivener


Step #1: Opening Scrivener. The ‘new project/open project/open recent project’ screen appears, as expected.  All files listed here under “Recent Files” are stored on Dropbox.


Step #2: Looking at the Project.  


Step #3: Closing The Project via File>Close.


Step #4:  After the Project is closed, there is nothing left on the screen but the ‘new project/open project/open recent project’ screen.


Step #5: Re-Opening Scrivener.  The ‘new project/open project/open recent project’ screen appears immediately.

Windows Scrivener


Step #1:  Opening Scrivener.  Hey, look, no ‘new project/open project/open recent project’ screen!  Two projects are open already, one of which is the same Dropbox project I was looking at on the Mac.  The other is a blank project that I have stored on my Windows Desktop.


Step #2: Closing the Dropbox project via File>Close Project. 


Step #3:  Only the Desktop project is now open in Scrivener.


Step #4:  Closing the Desktop project via File>Close Project.


Step #5:  Quit and Reopened Scrivener.  Wait.  The Desktop project automatically opens!


Step #6:  Reopened the Dropbox project, and chose File>Close All.


Step #7: Quit and Reopened Scrivener. Again.  And … this time the Dropbox project automatically opens!

[NaNoWriMo Update] Day 26, Persistence is Foible

I’m sitting at 45,051 words right now, after a day where I put in 2,400 words (in about 2.5 hours) and the majority of the penguins are yelling “Are you sure?  You haven’t finished what you wanted to write about today!”.

The majority.  I think the rest are napping.  And I dread what will happen after Never (The Penguin of Self Doubt) finishes eating the truckload of marshmellows that have been dumped into his cell. Or maybe ‘dread’ isn’t the right word.

Yeah, I haven’t finished what I wanted to write about today, but I’m stopping while I’m ahead.  I do not want to hit 48,000 tonight and then find it magically impossible to push through the final 2K until it’s midnight on the 30th.

Not that it matters, but dang it, now that I’ve caught up, I might as well cross the finish line.