The release of the "Ride the Dragon" CD has been pending for some while but I've kept thinking maybe I want something different on there. Something I want more than that is to accomplish something and getting it done would be a big bang.
It's amused me from the start that it will be censored on Facebook without even listening to it because of the CD cover.
The graphic won't be changed because I like it and also because the comedy of being banned for cartoon boobies is worth far more to me than sales which might otherwise come.
Ed: what if it doesn't get banned?
Then I guess then I'll need some other excuse when people don't buy it.
Ed: more likely it's because you don't lift a finger to market it!
I'm guessing you may think I'm not aware of this. Even so, market, for me, means going to get some fresh French bread and I do that willingly. Besides, if I make marketing any more than that then I have to give up the freedom to speak freely and I won't.
The charge to release the CD was paid long back so all I need is to upload the songs and let it rip. If I get cracking on it soon then it will happen in a few hours but more likely it will be later in the evening.
This comes after another visit to VA today and I returned with a fistful of expensive antibiotics and, everyone's favorite crazy maker, steroids. This is to try to knock out the huge congestion in my chest which has persisted for months. I haven't written so much of the medical aspect of late but nothing improved and I've been more or less content that things aren't getting quickly worse.
There's quite a bit of darkness and I have no intention of going into any of it. VA asks every time if I'm depressed and of course I'm depressed as poverty and illness will drop anyone down. The next question is whether I feel suicidal and I don't. Ms Kersa was asking me about that since she's quite sure I'm crazy and wanted to be sure about the situation.
I emphasized again only a fool would not be depressed when things suck beyond all imagination but still that makes it all the more important to find things which don't suck.
Ed: therefore the CD?
Yep
Note: I've written from time to time on infectious 'superbugs' but that's not the situation in my case since I have been refusing them. However, today Ms Kersa listened to my chest and she wasn't having any refusal. She said this one is expensive but I don't know how much or why.
The depression of late hasn't been overwhelming but it got one sight deeper and much of that revolves around the feeling of hopelessness, being trapped, etc, etc. Poverty is a large part of that so the latest thinking is to open a Patreon account and look for some support that way.
Ed: why should anyone do that?
If you like Ithaka then you have a reason. I'm not looking for charity; I'm looking for support. It takes quite a bit to write the articles for Ithaka even if only in the time it takes. So that's what I give and it's a reason I think support is valid. I won't post advertising since the next thing after that is some wanker starts hustling a porno site with pics of nekkid cheerleaders. It's not going to happen here.
Ed: what's wrong with nekkid cheerleaders?
Nothin' ... so long as you're nekkid with them but they have no business here.
I told Ms Kersa that VA was a large part of my hope when there isn't a whole hell of a lot it elsewhere. I told her that makes her an important person in my life. She hugged me. I couldn't believe it.
I've remarked before about the love in her heart since she came in for work at six in the morning to get me started in the program when I first went to VA. I can't even imagine the difficulty for her in helping all these beater vets who are in such a hell of a mess and without a heart the size of a mountain I don't believe she or anyone could do it.
She hugged me. How about that.