Yesterday was a sort of hectic day. I had to clear the snow from the driveways so I could get out and head off on an errand. That kind of interrupted the usual time I like to take in the morning for the site and for reading up on stuff. Today is sort of back to normal but when I looked around there wasn’t too much to review.
There were the usual atrocities by the Dems and the usual useless hand waving by the GOPe. Blah, blah, blah. There was that nice piece of news about DeSantis going after the Social Media sites that discriminate against conservatives. It’s encouraging to see that a few red state governors have some desire to help us. Excellent. May twenty more do just as much. Then we’d have something to talk about.
And since the news didn’t take much time, I started thinking about what is meaningful for me to do with my time and with my website. One of my fans said I should do more with the photography side of things. He likes the macro stuff I do and thinks I should put it up on YouTube as a slide show montage thing. That sounds kind of interesting. I’m also thinking about publishing some art books with the landscape and macro stuff. I also have been neglecting my fiction writing during the inauguration excitement but now that things are slowing down, I really must get some discipline and put in the hours to move those projects along. I’ll put up links to these other things here on the site.
On the local front I’ve had some friends show interest in putting together the first local chapter of the He-Man Woman Hater’s Club. High on the agenda for the club was hammering out the rules for the poker game. There were some who wanted to allow for a high stakes option. I was completely opposed for a couple of reasons. One is that I want to allow for the widest possible socio-economic inclusivity (there is that word sneaking in!). Even the least of my brothers must be able to enjoy the benefits of manly camaraderie. The other is that I’m a truly awful poker player and I don’t want to be beaten by Camera Girl if I lose the milk money. The next question on the agenda is whether sandwiches will be premade or assembled as needed. My opinion was that each man must build his own sandwich and that only a few sandwich building breaks should be allotted. Otherwise, the game would become too fragmented. Of course, chips and drinks can be snagged at the end of every hand. And finally, the type of poker was debated strenuously. Some of the younger guys said it should be strictly Texas Hold’em. Having been raised on draw and stud poker I resisted this idea. But I went as far as to agree that some limits be made on the side bets for high spade and other distractions.
All of this was very gratifying and sound. But what brought us all up to a halt was setting the date for the first game. After all we’re still in the “lockdown.” If we assemble at someone’s house, we’ll have to shut our lights as we near the driveway and camouflage the parked cars for fear that the neighborhood Karens will rat us out to the storm troopers. I mean, I like a good ham swiss and mustard as much as the next guy but getting tased and thrown in the local COVID tank with the other sinners is a bit much. We tabled the item with the understanding that it would be in April or May.
But just talking to the “boys” about some old-fashioned male bonding was inspirational. It’s good to be making plans again and living in the future and not just dwelling on the nightmares of the recent past. If you think about it, other than this COVID crap the government really doesn’t have much of a stranglehold on what adults do with their lives. Lying to the authorities and our bosses at work will become second nature the way it does in any totalitarian state but we can still be ourselves with our friends and family. And one day we’ll pull the whole thing down around their ears and march them off to the gulag as payback.
So today is a good day to plan and get things done.