Well, dear readers, once again I have watched no motion pictures. Once again, I have not listened to a single note of music, not even a G-flat. So, what the HELL am I supposed to write about in these here notes, answer me that. I usually fill the first paragraph with such ephemera, but I can’t, can I? Oh, let’s be clear – I did watch a few Tube of You catfishing videos. If you’ve never seen these or don’t know what it is, check it out. It will amaze you and it will boggle your mind, where perfectly reasonable but lonely people will be catfished by scammers on dating sites or elsewhere. It all goes along nicely until the object of the mark’s desire suddenly has an emergency and needs their “hunny” to send them money. And they do, and then the emergencies never stop and the hunny money keeps on rolling in. Now, most of these men and women who fall for this are certainly of an age and vulnerable. But when you hear the amounts of money involved you will shake your head and wonder at how easy it is to scam these people. This will go on for years, and we’re talking money well into six figures, hundreds of thousands of dollars, bank accounts depleted, houses sold, and even when these people are shown the proof of what’s going on and that the photos of the people they think are their girlfriends or boyfriends are cadged from the Internet, they STILL won’t believe it. They go to the people who expose these scammers, ask them to find out what’s what, and when they present the information, they STILL send money and STILL won’t break it off. It’s horrible to hear these stories. All the scammers are men from Nigeria or places like Nigeria. Nothing ever happens to them, and they just keep doing it. You would think that people would wise up at some point, but apparently, they don’t. I also watched a few frauditor videos, these despicable first amendment idiots who go out with their cameras and cause trouble. They’re all like sovereign citizens, but it’s not really about that, it’s really about followers, views, and monetization. There is one fellow who is the worst of them all, a big blowhard who has filed hundreds of lawsuits, not a one of which he’s won, he threatens, he won’t let people get a word in edgewise, he calls himself a constitutional scholar but admits he got all his information from Wikipedia, he calls himself press, but has no press credentials but what is it really about? Selling his merch. He’s been arrested numerous times, has skipped out on warrants, and he’s just the worst example of a piece of merde you will ever see. And apparently, the icing on the cake is that he’s a failed actor.
Yesterday was okay. I got ten hours of glorious sleep. I didn’t get to bed until three, but only because I got some good ideas while in bed and got up and wrote three pages, just to get them all down before I forgot them. Then I slept soundly from three to one. Once up, I answered e-mails, ignored a text, then instead of futzing and finessing the fourteen pages, I first took what I wrote last night at two in the morning and got that all smoothed out, since I’d just done a really rough version. By the time I finished that, I was five pages ahead before even writing one new page. I ordered a Marco’s pizza, then began futzing and finessing the fourteen pages from the previous day. That went pretty quickly actually, then I had the pizza, then I wrote six new pages for a total of eleven.
I took a break, wrote three more, for a total of fourteen and then just before starting these here notes, I wrote an additional two just to finish some dialogue I’d started. That put me over 70,000 words, so let me just say novella my ASS.
Today I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I’ll futz and finesse, write new pages, eat, write more new pages, and then at some point, I’ll watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow is more of the same, although first she of the Evil Eye comes and I’ll beat a hasty retreat for a bit. I may also see a matinee of a show, but if not I’ll definitely see it on Sunday.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up when I’m up, do whatever needs doing, futz and finesse, write new pages, eat, write more new pages, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: It’s Friday – what is currently in your CD player and your DVD/Blu and Ray player/streaming device? I’ll start – nothing. Your turn. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, happy to have never been catfished and even happier that I never will be. The only catfish for me is fried, baby.