Currently reading: One-Sentence Journal by Chris La Tray 📚
I searched for Mastodon apps on the iOS app store and an advert for “Truth Social” appeared at the top of the results. Good grief. Way to go, Apple.
I was listening to a film podcast and the hosts thought it pretty funny that someone would call a film a “picture” these days.
That’s still pretty common in Scotland.
People talk about “going to the pictures” or will ask “what picture did you see?”. I still say it myself.
I’m glad it’s still here.
Logged on to Twitter for the first time in ages today. Pretty much everyone I follow is still there doing their thing. I think talk of its imminent demise is premature or the product of wishful thinking by some.
I couldn’t see one blue tick in my timeline which was a relief.
My mum passed away recently after a short illness. Less than a year after my dad. I’ve spent the last three weeks in a bit of a daze, doing nothing, as neither passing has really sunk in yet. They both lived to a good age, a small comfort, but you should never take your parents for granted.
I’m testing the new Post/Update to Micro.blog Drafts action.
I’m not a big Nick Cave fan but this New Yorker interview really resonated with me. Nick Cave on the Fragility of Life
I watched The Ipcress File for the umpteenth time. I can watch it again and again despite knowing all the twists and turns of the plot. It’s also my favourite Michael Caine film. 🎥
It’s that time of the year when foxes start making their nocturnal noise. I woke up in the middle of the night to what sounded like someone getting murdered at the back of the house. It’s a horrible racket.
😳 Hello insomnia, my old friend.