Word-whore. I write 'em. I talk 'em. Information, politics, media, and the cybers. I drink. I use bad words. All publication is a political act. All communication is propaganda. All art is pornography. All business is personal. All hail Eris! Vive les poissons rouges sauvages!
My week of Monday 21 to Sunday 27 July 2025 saw very limited productivity and quite a lot of sleeping, alas. But at least both king parrot couples visited me, and both males insisted on being fed separately from the rest of the avian babble. Oh, and there was a new music podcast. You should listen to that.
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Well then, my week of Monday 23 to Sunday 29 September 2024 represented quite a change. Last week was good for me. This week less so. Was I fighting some sort of lurgi? Because by the weekend I was sleeping for most of the day and got almost nothing done. And most of the birds abandoned me.
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