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ZOMG Questions!

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Welp, Rory is at it again, folks, and has really outdone himself this time with a great big enormous mountain of Q’s. Let’s get to it, shall we?

1. What really makes you angry?

Having to answer a million questions on a beautiful Saturday afternoon when I could have been lounging at the beach in my designer swimsuit and chatting up celebs. Grrrr!

2. What is your preferred mode of transport from the following: walking, driving car, train ride, or riding a bike or something else entirely?

Being chauffeured in a limo.

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3. Which would you rather do: wash dishes, mow the lawn, clean the bathroom, or vacuum the house.

I don’t mind washing dishes or vacuuming. They’re both soothing to me, maybe dishes the most because my hands get to immerse in hot water.

4. If you could only eat one meal for the rest of your life, what would it be?

Guacamole & chips, veggie quesadilla, blueberries & vanilla ice cream.

5. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

Including boots, 25. Without boots, 20. This is after intense downsizing.

6. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning for the rest of your day?

A long time, 2 or more hours, because I putter around, make tea, play WWF, etc. If I don’t do all that, maybe 45 minutes.

7. What three items only would you take with you on a deserted island to survive for a week?

Protein bars, water bottles, snuggly blanket, pillows, books. When can I go? (Yes, I know that’s more than 3, pffft.)

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Now onto the misnumbered music Q’s, which I will number properly…

8. What or who got you into listening to music first?

My parents were big music fans. My mom loved Johnny Cash, my dad loved the Doors, and they both loved the Beatles. We had lots of rock records, the album from Woodstock, and soundtracks from musicals.

9. Who were some of your favorited bands/artists as a youngster?

I’ve always been partial to Neil Diamond, Gordon Lightfoot, and the Supremes.

10. Which decades of music influenced you the most as a youngster growing up?

The 1960’s and 1970s.

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11. Did your parents listen to a lot of music when you were living with them in your younger years and did any of their listening influence your own musical tastes?

Yep. Beyond the music listed about, they also got me interested in the Rolling Stones, the Mamas & the Papas, Stevie Wonder, Jefferson Airplane, Elvis, Glen Campbell, and soundtracks from Swan Lake, Zorba the Greek, Hair, My Fair Lady, etc.

12. Can you list your Top 5 musical genres that you listen to frequently today?

I listen mostly to old rock and old pop from the 1960s-1980s. Some grunge, some country, some classical.

13. Aside from listening to music, have you ever learned to play a musical instrument or sing or take part in the musical entertainment industry?

Nope. I’m literally the worst singer ever and have no musical talent at all.

14. What is it you most like about music and how does it make you feel when listening?

Two things. For most songs, I am hugely interested in their lyrics. That’s the most important aspect to me and it’s why I like country music a lot. People are surprised by that, but often country lyrics are really funny. If I can’t understand the lyrics, a song is pointless to me (aka rap, heavy metal, etc.). My enjoyment is more intellectual than emotional, though there are a few songs that give me the feels because of the mood their sound and lyrics create in combination, not to mention the skill of the singer. And then there’s classical music without any lyrics, which makes me feel calm and centered.

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15. Which decade of music throughout your years to date has influenced you the most with regards to your listening today?

Didn’t I answer this already? The 1970s!

16. Do you listen to music daily? If so, is that all day or only at certain times? If not, when do you listen to music?

I mostly only listen to music in the car when I’m commuting to/from work or errands or whatever. I generally do not put on music in my home, though occasionally I get in the mood for it and listen for a while. If I’m alone at work, I sometimes play music on my phone.

17. Do you ever sing, whistle, hum, or dance to any of the music that is playing?

Usually not.

18. Do you have music playing when you are writing or creating? If so, does it further inspire you and help to juice up your imagination, or do you find music can knock your concentration levels off?

When writing creatively, I prefer silence. For other types of work, music on a very low volume is nice sometimes, though I usually don’t think of putting it on. If it’s loud, I can’t focus.

19. What was the very first concert you ever attended and also the last one and how many concerts have you seen from the first to the last in total?

First, Journey. Last, Hotel California (Eagles cover band). Maybe a dozen in total.

20. Do you prefer to listen to music and appreciate it that way or are you more likely to be more physically involved as in dancing?

I’m never likely to be physically involved in anything!

Bitmoji in comfy chair with remote

21. What sort of system do you have to listen to music at home and do you “collect music” or purely listen?

My system is to stick a CD in my player or find stuff on YouTube. I do buy music occasionally and have a lot of CDs, both pre-packaged and homemade. I hear there’s this newfangled thing of storing/finding music in the cloud, which sounds magical and mysterious. I’ll look into that someday…

22. How important is music to you?

I think you can gather from my answers that while I enjoy music, it’s not that important to me. I’ve met people who are absolutely consumed by it, and that’s not me at all. Sometimes, in the car, I prefer silence so I can concentrate on the crowded roads and also my own thoughts. Of all the arts, I rank literature and poetry at the top, then painting, sculpture, photography, etc., and music last.

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The Monday Peeve 74

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Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the TMP tag, link back to me (or not), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen. I have feelings!

OMG, why are grocery stores so annoying?! I’ve thought this for a while and at the store today (Saturday, Jan 30) decided it would make a good peeve. The carts are annoying because they don’t work properly, probably because of the anti-theft wheels. Since people are too mushy to imprison shopping cart thieves, I HAVE TO SUFFER. Unless you have a bad back, you won’t understand how struggling with a cart causes massive pain ~ it is not a mere inconvenience to coax the stupid thing another 50 feet. Cart-shamers can eff right off. I sometimes put my cart away; other times I just leave it between spaces. People are paid to retrieve them, so pffft.

But that’s not actually what I came here to crab about. Today I’m more irritated with product placement inside the grocery stores themselves. Forex, I was searching for golden raisins (for my famous red cabbage recipe) and saw an aisle labeled “Dried Fruit,” so of course I ASSUMED raisins would be there. NOPE. Well then, how about near the applesauce and canned pears and stuff? NO, NOT THERE. Where then?

Oh. They’re in the “Natural Food” section across from fresh veggies. Ugh. I also needed apple cider vinegar and silly me thought it might be near oil because oil & vinegar, amirite? WRONG! It’s next to the salad dressing. Don’t even get me started about Kosher salt and caraway seeds, neither of which I could find at all. I almost bought Himalayan salt because IT WAS PINK, but then I saw it was like six bucks for a little bottle and put it back due to failing to win the lottery.

I could have made this into two peeves, but it’s not like I have a hard time coming up with new things to complain about every week!

UPDATE: I’ve been to Target since I ranted and guess where they put coffee? By the tea, right? WRONG! It’s next to booze. 🙄

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Facebook and Oreos

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Rory has some new quickie Q’s for us today…

When was the last time you wore a woolly hat and is it coloured, patterned or plain?

Hmm, I wear cute hats sometimes for fun, but I’m allergic to wool… The last time I wore a warm, cozy knit hat was when I visited my daughter and SIL up in Northern California at Thanksgiving. That hat is a million vibrant colors, patterned in abstract triangles and such, lined with fake fur, and has purple and turquoise braided ties. Here’s a fun one…

St. Patrick’s green hat

When was the last time you experienced a wardrobe malfunction – what was it and where were you?

Probably a couple years ago at work when my shoe fell apart and I had to tape it together until I got home where I threw the whole pair away.

Why do things become popular with people?

Could be that they’re convenient or fun. Many times they are addicting even past the point of being fun and were deliberately designed that way, such as Facebook and Oreos.

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On a scale of 01 – 10 how angry are you right now for no other reason apart from you just are?

My baseline is 5, not 1, and I’m around a 6. Today has been annoying from the minute I woke up with a migraine. I took meds, which left me jittery and irritable. Things kept going wrong as I went about my early chores, from grocery shopping to vacuuming. I was in a huge rage and wrote/scheduled two Monday Peeves because of it (productive anger!). I’m better now but still wary.

Please list three really funny films that have made you laugh out loud over the years?

Analyze This ~ hysterical spoof of mob movies starring Robert DeNiro and Billy Crystal. The Heat ~ Sandra Bullock and Melissa McCarthy as funny cops. We’re The Millers ~ hilarious Jennifer Aniston flick.

What are five of the biggest mistakes that people make with their lives in your opinion?

Quitting school, choosing unsuitable romantic partners, having kids too young, buying stupid things they can’t afford, and failing to PLAN! Yes, life happens while you’re making other plans and the gods laugh at plans, yada yada, but just because plans don’t always work out doesn’t mean you should live like a mindless butterfly.

Orange butterfly and flowers

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Grumpy Share

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Melanie starts the week with a fresh set of SYW questions. I’m still in a big bad mood over WP blocks ruining a dozen or so of my posts last night. 😡

Is it necessary to trust someone you like? (friends, acquaintances or co-workers with whom you have no familial ties)

No, and I don’t trust many of them, if trust means do I think they’ll “be there” for me if I need help or whatever. Some I trust for this, but you never really know how people will behave until they do something, or don’t. Most relationships are transactional (I don’t necessarily mean money), so as soon as you can’t do something, poof! For example, there was someone I thought of as a good friend who dumped me when I didn’t want to go on a hike that would have hurt my back. Poof!

If we’re talking about trust as in do I believe they won’t steal my wallet, that’s just a bare minimum of allowing someone into my life.

Do you hold grudges? What do you do when someone really irritates you?

Yes, and I think it’s smart to do so, at least after you’ve given someone a few chances. Why would you want to forget how they are and allow them back to dump on you again? People don’t change. I don’t mean I allow thoughts of them to consume my days, but a certain amount of ill-will is important to maintain so I don’t forget. In my younger days, I would forget, let them back, and ugh disaster. This is especially true in dating type situations.

When I’m really super duper irritated with someone long-term, as opposed to a flash of annoyance, I try to get them out of my life as fast and as thoroughly as I can.

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What’s the most sensible thing you’ve heard someone say?

This too shall pass…

Is crying a sign of weakness or strength in adults?

It’s not a sign of anything other than a biological process. Some people cry easily, and on cue, and some don’t. I try not to let it influence me one way or another. Hell, I cry at the dumbest things, and it means nothing.


GRATITUDE SECTION  (Always Optional)

What small things were you grateful for this week?

Grateful for the ability to waste a bit of money on my new painting hobby, which I’m enjoying a lot, even though I’ll never be great at it. It’s a wonderful break from the screen, though of course I follow along on YouTube tutorials!

Midnight Raven
Midnight Raven

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BONUS B*TCHING #PoiMe

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Idk what the hell happened, but I had to delete my Song Lyric Sunday post just now, plus about a dozen past SLS posts. Somehow, I messed up my reusable block when I created next Sunday’s SLS post tonight and it affected many posts. WP wouldn’t let me edit today’s SLS post, remove the block, save new text… NOTHING. But next week’s scheduled post previews correctly, which makes no sense. I didn’t hate the blocks at first, but now I’m fully on the block-hate bandwagon. I also hate that everything about WP now is geared to marketing and money-making rather than writing. I wonder how long actual bloggers will stay here given what a pain in the butt blogging is. BTW, I hate blogger too.

I just paid the $48 to renew WP, lol. Figures as soon as I do, I end up in a rage at the whole site. Even more annoying, I already wrote my Monday peeve and don’t want to substitute this for it, but I need to rant now, so I can’t make this next Monday’s peeve. ARGH!

Speaking of Sunday night rants, let’s talk about Medium, which I b*tched about last week. I took the advice offered by several peeps, cancelled my subscription, and faded away. I have 47 posts there and will probably make another $5.00 (same as last month). As soon as I quit “clapping” (liking) other writers’ articles, my claps disappeared, proving that it’s just a bunch of BS, unless you’re one of the very few big fish who gobbles up a huge share of the pot. Even though a subscription is only $5/month, I don’t want to contribute that to the top writers who write about making money on Medium. Geez, what a racket. It wasn’t about making money for me though ~ it was about being read and just having my words OUT THERE in another venue. But since I didn’t perceive the place to be a community of people who CARED what I wrote, I switched to thinking okay maybe I can make some money. Nope. Bleh.

Anyway, thanks to all who responded last week ~ it was helpful. I’m just TIRED of doing things that aren’t fun and don’t generate results. I mean, I WORK a real job full-time, plus more, so I don’t need hobbies that cause me stress. That’s why I quit writing poetry on Twitter a while back and it’s why I’m not interested in writing another novel or poetry compilation to plop on KDP. As I asked last week, what is the effing point?

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What Is The EFFING Point? #PoiMe

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I’m super bummed out again. I don’t know why I thought Medium would be a good place for my writing ~ not only am I never going to make money there (beyond pocket change), but there’s almost no camaraderie. There can’t be when you need to read as much as possible, react briefly, and move on… hoping others see you and add you to their following list. I’ll never get as many hits as a tech writer or someone who goes on (and on) about politics or making money or whatever the hell people can’t resist clicking. Barely anyone cares about poetry or fiction or personal essays. It makes me so annoyed I refuse to click on the “trending” articles ~ why is the Medium algorithm helping the popular writers, those who jabber on about tech and money, instead of assisting others in becoming visible? Welp, I’m thinking of canceling my membership ~ why should my $5/month help support someone writing about writing for money instead of engaging in ACTUAL WRITING? Eff that!

And it’s not just me. I see great writing there, really excellent poetry, funny rants, solid flash stories… all with minimal recognition from other readers because the site pushes articles about bitcoin, Trump, or having a colonoscopy (the first three trending stories in my feed today). It’s super discouraging. 😢

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I know we’ve talked a lot about the “hit & run” in Blogland, but the difference is that here I feel like I “know” some people and have valuable interactions with them… Sadje, Fandango, Angie, Melanie, Rory, Di, Barbara, Jim, Ashley, et al, plus the people I knew already from other venues, such as Keera, Roy, and AD. There are more in both groups, so please don’t be upset if I didn’t mention you ~ those are some of the people I saw in my latest notifs. Point is, interacting with these folks makes the “hit & run” bloggers tolerable. I understand that the majority of likes here are from bloggers who don’t know me, won’t ever care about my writing or buy one of my books, and only pay attention to me (for the nanosecond they do) in hopes I’ll follow them down a link-strewn path to some garbage video where I’ll be assaulted with ads. However! The small community of kind and fun folks who continually interact make WP a happy place to hang out.

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I have spent so much time writing online for the past 20+ years. Usenet, blogs, Facebook, Twitter, yada, and now Medium. Not to mention that I’ve written actual books! And… nothing. Minimal book sales. Scant interaction on the other sites. Why do I keep wasting my time? I just don’t even know. I really don’t. Maybe I’m just not good enough or funny enough or poetic enough. I AM NOT FISHING FOR COMPLIMENTS. Please don’t. It’s actually worse for people to keep saying they like my writing (I know you mean well, so thank you) when the evidence is in that I can’t make it as a fiction or poetry writer, not even as a small side hustle. I do earn money via business writing, but I’m not talking about that now. I’m talking about the writing I love to do. Fiction and poetry. 💖

If I’m only writing for the love of writing, then I’ll do it here on my blog exclusively where I’ve enjoyed writing and interacting all along and where there’s no money to be made in the first place, so I don’t have to obsess over the lack of it flowing my way. It’s not like I’ve neglected my blog or anything, but I’ve spent almost all my other free time the last couple months on Medium, and it’s just depressing to me now. I can’t help but see the parallels to dating. It took me many years to acknowledge that I hate dating sites, dislike meeting new men who are going to judge me as a romantic prospect, and don’t even want a relationship at all under these crummy conditions. Since I’ve quit trying, that area of my life is calm and peaceful because I’ve filled it with more family time, friends, reading, movies, and painting. Why shouldn’t I do the same with the writing venues that are causing me distress? (I’m not dumping Twitter because it’s a good source for info, but I haven’t written poetry there lately.) That includes putting out more books for Amazon Kindle, where they’ll just sit on a virtual shelf growing mold like old banana bread no one wants.

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Good Riddance 2020

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Welp, the last day of 2020 began fittingly. I went to bed early last night and then was wide awake at 2AM, so I doubt if I’ll be able to stay up until midnight tonight to kick 2020 all the way out the door unless I manage to take a nap. 😴

What a poopshow, amirite? Wish we could purge the whole thing from our memories, except for the part about my adorable grandson being born. I am not a fan of playing games over Zoom, though it’s better than nothing. Oh, somehow I managed to “lock” the keyboard of my new laptop, which sent me into a towering rage before dawn. I had to google on my phone how to unlock it, but that didn’t help, so I restarted. I don’t understand why turning off and on fixes stuff, but wev. It’s always the last thing I think of, even after all this time. I am typing this on my laptop now, so all is good until my next meltdown.😜

Bitmoji frustration

I’m no stranger to making resolutions, but like most people I don’t stick to mine, so why bother? The only thing special about tomorrow is the psychological aspect regarding the year number… nothing really changes. We are still in this plague, still have to wear masks, not socialize, not eat in restaurants, yada yada. I have flight credits, but they’ll likely expire before I’m all vaxxed up. 🙁

I made a new Facebook account in April after staying away for over 2 years, and while it’s nice to reconnect with peeps WHO DON’T READ MY BLOG, that’s the only thing good about it. So much repetitive bitching and boringness otherwise. I have never understood why people feel a need to link to news articles there or quote massively from them as if we can’t find CNN for our own damn selves. It’s not like the news isn’t in our faces 24/7 every time we log on to any device. It’s so irritating!

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I have been trying not to read the political stuff on FB, or participate in it, same as on Medium and here in blogland, though sometimes it’s impossible to resist. Occasionally I retweet political stuff I agree with, but I don’t comment, even when trolled. It’s still a big waste of time. I guess if I were going to have a goal for 2021, it would be to read even fewer political posts and articles than I do now. There is nothing to be gained from it and every time I spend an hour reading that crap, there goes a poem that might have been written or read. I think of it this way ~ poetry can bring beauty into this world (or at least attempt to do so), while political jabber only ever takes away from beauty. It’s all stinky trash.

So yeah… the ending of this awful year hasn’t made me feel especially galvanized to take bold action to shake up my life. There’s really nothing much I can do at this point, except keep on keeping on. And you know what? That is good enough. I’ve long since abandoned the notion of perfection, as if that’s even remotely possible to attain, and while my habits can be tweaked for the better, I’m pretty okay with my mediocrity. I look forward to doing exciting things again, such as having a veggie quesadilla inside a restaurant at a table with friends and playing a board game in person afterwards. Yeah baby. Take me back to 2019, when we didn’t know how good we had it. I suppose that’s a “privileged” thing to say, but at least I acknowledge this.

FPQ102: Scaredy-Cat 🐱

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Fandango provocatively asks…

What do you fear the most?

I’ve been pondering Fandango’s question all morning. My greatest fear, specifically, will depend upon the day. If I have to drive a long distance, or at all sometimes, the fear of an accident looms large in my mind. Yes, most accidents happen close to home, but they’re also a function of time spent on the road. But WHY do I fear a car crash (which is something I think about often?) Can the elements of this fear be coalesced into an overall theme?

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1. Pain. Well, duh. Most normal creatures try to avoid physical pain, and yay I am normal in this respect. But wait! I don’t always avoid things that cause pain… sometimes I will exercise when my back hurts, knowing it’ll probably hurt more later. Occasionally, I’ll drink alcohol, knowing a raging migraine is likely to result. Hmm…

2. Logistics. I can’t stand annoyances, and what is more annoying than dealing with the mountain of paperwork, phone calls, repair, rental car crap, on and on, after an accident? I try to avoid this sort of garbage in general and become utterly enraged when some life glitch throws a bowl of logistical pretzels in my face. So, maybe I’m terrified of being inconvenienced?

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3. Surprise. I hate surprises. HATE THEM. I don’t want to be shocked by anything new, since I struggle through the days as it is. It’s all I can do to work and write given my chronic pain issues without some new thing coming along to smash my routine to bits. This is definitely up there with my major fears, and we could generalize and say it’s basically why I quit dating. Because…

4. People! An accident means dealing with people, in all kinds of unpleasant ways. Maybe I hurt someone, yikes. Even if I only damaged their car, they could be furious and mean. Maybe it was their fault, but they’ll lie about it, and I’ll have to deal with that. There could be police questioning me. I’ll have to tell my insurance guy ~ I like him, but still. If I’m hurt, I’ll have to talk to doctors and nurses and medical insurance people. It’s just all so horrible and unpredictable.

5. Anger. But I like some people, and even love a few. I look forward to talking to these folks. I just can’t tolerate angry, mean people who act in unpredictable ways. I am afraid of anger. I guess that’s my main fear. Angry people are super scary. Angry dogs scare me too. And angry bears? Gahhh! You don’t know what angry creatures will do because they’re irrational and possibly violent. And I should know because I too am angry person and have done many irrational things.

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The Monday Peeve 65

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the TMP tag, link back to me (or not), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen. I have feelings!

And here we are again in a world gone mad. I find it helps to focus on the little things, like soap. Actually, maybe soap is not so trivial when we’re washing our hands 857 times a day. Right? So, I’m all for helping out small biz and non-name brands, but wtf is it with hand soap dispensers that the minute you stray from the meganormous corporations, you get crappy dispensers that don’t work? It drives me nuts! Softsoap (owned by Colgate-Palmolive), Dove (Unilever), and Dial have no issues. You buy the bottles, you twist open the cap whatsit, and they’re good to go until the last sud ~ hey, why can’t I have one sud? Why is it always suds? Annoy! Anyway. When I try off-brands like Meyer’s or Trader Joe’s or whatever, the cap whatsit either fails immediately or soon after opening. Right now, in my bathroom, I have an almost full bottle of Meyer’s with the cap mechanism lying off to the side because it quit working. Now, I’ll end up wasting soap because I pour a blob into my hand, which is always too much. Also, Trader Joe’s shampoos are annoying in similar ways ~ the bottles are made of some material that’s hard to squeeze and the conditioner is too thick to get out of the container without massive pounding. This all hurts my poor hands.

Done with them. Done!

The Monday Peeve 62

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the TMP tag, link back to me (or not), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen. I have feelings!

Okay, so today’s peeve is another techy one. Saturday night, I began to play games over Zoom, as you do, and my camera wasn’t working. WTF? This is a brand-new laptop! My last laptop had a non-working camera, among other issues, so I was really upset. I tried everything, reset the privacy buttons, restarted the computer, googled the issue, asked Zoom for help, asked Lenovo for help, etc. My roommate, who is much more technical than I am, was also stumped. I couldn’t focus on the games because I was so upset. I texted my daughters to bitch and complain, as I do.

My eldest asked me if I switched on the privacy screen. What? I don’t have one. So silly. Then she explained that there is an eensy weensy teeny tiny button at the center top edge of the screen. I couldn’t see it at first, but I felt it. HOLY CRAP THERE’S A SWITCH. I must have turned it on when I wiped my screen with an eyeglass cloth (the best way to safely clean finger smudges)… I switched it off and VOILA the camera began working. Yay! I went back to my games.

But the peeve is… why when both my roommate and I googled this problem did the easy, obvious solution not pop up first (or at all)? God, that was maddening!