I gave up having cable TV about a year ago, because basically I was paying $110 a month to watch Bravo. And while I DO miss the old movie channel (a LOT), I kind of like having Amazon Prime and also, way down the rung, Netflix.
They appeal to my addictive personality. I can enjoy a show and tend right to my “I liked that. I WANT MORE OF IT” self.
Netflix pisses me off because it buffers. Around four times during any Netflix show, it stops and tells me it’s loading. I’ve Googled what to do, and Netflix ITSELF has a whole rundown of “Here’s how to stop the buffering,” and of course it’s all stuff YOU have to do (all of which I’ve done, to no avail), and as I was going on their site and adjusting this and tweaking that, I couldn’t help but think, “If it’s my fault, why do Amazon shows come to me flawlessly and never buffer even once?”
Anyway, the whole point of me telling you this is to say that this is indeed a golden age in television. There are some really, really good shows out there. But I’d like to say, to every Louis CK and every person who produces Transparent or Orange is the New Black:
Fuck you for making six shows then disappearing for 18 months. Fuck you for that. I watched all the seasons of The Mary Tyler Moore show, which I hate to tell you was 40 years ago AND STILL HOLDS UP. It’s still a good show.
You know how many episodes per season they had? 25. You know how often it came out? Fall through spring. Then next fall it’d be back.
So fuck you, pretentious, oh-we-couldn’t-possibly-give-you-plenty-of-episodes-on-a-schedule lily-livered nincompoops. Fuck you totally. For sure.
The good news about yesterday is I proofread every word of that gigantic project I had to do, and as a final touch, I also looked at the old, lovely, completed version they gave me to compare it.
I picked up the old, lovely, completed version, and?
The copyright date on it was 2017.
My blood ran cold. This whole year, this company has given me Word docs to proof, Word docs that will later be pretty PDFs or whatever, and I am proofing the first round. And now here was at least a second, if not final, draft along with my regular Word doc.
I read the initial emails to me, way back when I started the project. The emails said, “Here’s the Word doc and the PDF.”
I texted, even though it was after work hours, and guess what. Guess.
I looked at the wrong goddamn thing.
THE WRONG GODDAMN THING.
I worked till 10:00 last night trying to catch up. Jesus, Mary and Joseph.
At one point last night, I took a walk, with myself, and felt bad for Edsel.
I felt so bad. But he can’t walk with me till his tighter collar gets here, and till the trainer makes me not horrified to walk him. Sure hope I get lots of opinions and advice re this! Sure hope I also get, “This is not advice, but” followed by advice! Let me pull up a chair and smile warmly at you.
It was good to walk, as I was nervous even walking with myself after what happened. I stopped to photograph the pretty sky…
It wasn’t nearly as dark out as this photo makes it seem. Anyway, I took that photo, and then when I got home I saw I had taken approximately 467 accidental shots of me walking.
I can’t find my real glasses, so I had on my backup 2009 glasses. And no makeup. Break me off a piece.
Anyway, it was good to get halfway back on that horse. Oh! And also…
Ava sighting! I wouldn’t have even RECognized her, she’s so big, but I know her pitty big brother anywhere. “Hi, Ava!” I screeched, and she wagged her tail and pulled at her leash. Am certain her owner was delighted. That’s the brother. In that house is the mom who is super cool, her husband whom I’ve not met, their daughter and son, and the daughter’s two cool kids, one of whom has June hair.
Ava has many people to love her.
I gotta go. I got to get to work and then come home and WORK ON MY FREELANCE, which I thought would be done. Ding dang it.
But you don’t have to buy that. You can buy whatever your little heart desires. Just click the bracelet and have fun on Amazon.