Crazy cats, rest, and writing.

Hello!  I'm back!  Zombies didn't really get my brain.  Hellcat was just having a bit of fun there.  Or at least I was having fun, pretending to be Hellcat.  Though I still haven't figured out where this email receipt for a "Tuna of the month" subscription came from.

Not Hellcat, but I sure
recognize that look.

I was pretty tired last Thursday night, seeing as I was out late (being incorrigible, no less) and then had to get up extra early for an early meeting at work Thursday morning.  (I actually got excused from that meeting, so I actually gave up that hour or so of extra sleep for nothing, but oh well.) So I simply was too tired to write a blog post Thursday night.  Then I had a busy day at work at work.  By the time I found time in the afternoon, I just wasn't in the mood to try and be all philosophical.  From there, the post by Hellcat came into existence.

Speaking of Hellcat, she's the reason I'm tired today.  Well, part of the reason, at least.  The other  part of the reason is that I stayed up late last night.  When I finally decided to go to bed, Hellcat decided it was playtime.  Now here's the thing about Hellcat:  She has to be near me most of the time I'm home.  That means that if she decides that despite that fact that their six other rooms and a basement she could play in after I've gone to bed, she finds it necessary to rare and tear through my sleeping area.

Last night, it was bad enough that I decided that my best bet was to get out of bed, find her string, and play with her.  It tends to tire her out and calm her down more quickly.  So at sometime after two in the morning, i was standing in my upstairs hallway, dangling a bit of string for my murderous little muffin.  Is there any greater evidence of just how much I love her.  (Granted, my love for her didn't keep me from cussing her out.)

As such, I've been taking it easy again today, which is why this post is so late.  The good news is that I think I've gotten enough naps under my belt that I can go to the diner later tonight and work on my novel.  I certainly hope so.  I want to get one thousands words written tonight and another thousand tomorrow.  If I do, this will make a week when I got four thousand words written total.  To me, that's a great accomplishment.

Tiring Weekend

I'm pretty tired right now.  Of course, it didn't help that I was slightly deprived of sleep on Saturday night.  I didn't leave Manly Bar until midnight, and then I went to a local diner to have a bit of food.  I didn't get home until after 1am and didn't crawl into bed until almost 2am.  Then Hellcat decided to wake me at around 7am, as she needed more food.   After all, she doesn't think she should have to change her schedule just because I decide to be a fool and stay out late.  I couldn't get back to sleep after that, so I was on the low end of my energy levels.  As such, I took it easy on Sunday.  Of course, I usually take it easy on Sundays. 

This year, I think I saw more of the Superbowl than I have in any previous year.  That's because I ended up going out to eat at a local restaurant with a bar that night.  The place was mostly empty except for the bar area, and they had the Superbowl on every television.  And while I spent most of my time staring at my laptop and working on my novel, I had to look up and take a break every now and then.  That meant staring in the general direction of the big television screen about twelve feet in front of me.  I was bound to see some football.  Not to mention commercials.  Heck, I even caught a few seconds of the halftime game.

From a writing perspective, it was a productive night.  I was able to get a lot of writing done, and the two Long Island ice teas I ordered certainly helped tear down any writer's block and silence the internal critic.  So that was good.

Last night, I had some business I had to take care of, so I spent most of the evening running around in my car.  That pretty much killed my plans to stay at home and try to get some extra rest.  Hopefully I'll find time to get some soon before I crash.  I just got healthy again and I'd like to stay that way.

I think I'll stick to beef and pork the next few days

I'm a bit burned out on the Chick-Fil-A controversy right now, to the point where I'm not sure I want to see any chicken regardless of where it comes from right now.  To be honest, there's a part of me that's frustrated that August 1 is now two days in the past and the Facebook posts, tweets, and blog posts^[1] seem to be going ahead full steam.

Yep, this is looking
real good right now.

I'm also frustrated by the ignorance displayed by some of the people still talking about controversy.  People are still pushing the meme that this is about free speech and Dan Cathy's right to say he's opposed to marriage equality.  This just demonstrates that they've been listening to the soundbites a lot of people have been spreading around and haven't dug^[2] more deeply into the issue to learn about the kind of organizations Cathy funnels corporate money into or the kinds of things those organizations do to actively hurt a dehumanize LGBT people.  You know, if people choose to still patronize Chick-Fil-A, I find that hurtful.  I'll get over it, though.  The fact that they haven't taken the time to learn why LGBT people are upset and have simply bought into the "freedom of speech" meme that's floating around hurts much worse and is going to take a lot longer to get over.

I think what really hurt the most is when a friend -- a friend who is very much pro-equality, no less -- offered her opinion on the subject on Facebook.  It was clear that she had bought into the "freedom of speech" meme.  That hurt the most.  Strangers who don't bother to figure out why I might be upset with a company is bad enough.  Friends who don't bother to ask me why I'm upset about something and just listen to what they happen to overhear on social media sites...Well, I'm working on forgiving her....

So yeah, I'm just sad and burned out.

Comment Moderation Note:  This is not an invitation to debate the politics or ethics of this boycott or supporting Chick-Fil-A.  Comments that do so will be deleted.  Commenters who attempt to do so more than once shall find themselves in Tartarus (i.e. banned).  Feel free to talk about how this controversy has affected you on a personal level, but try to keep the focus there.  There are plenty of other places you can argue over whether boycotts are effective, whether LGBT people should be boycotting other companies, or even whether a person can still eat at Chick-Fil-A without being "a hater."  If that's what you want to talk about, please go to one of those other places.  I will not be offended.  I will be grateful.  And you won't find yourself in danger of going to Tartarus.

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^[1]Okay, I'm a little more tolerant of the blog posts, as some of them are really good in that they are nuanced and tend to explore the subject in interesting ways rather than simply being brief moments of outrage and indicative that the speaker is pretty much ignorant of the details of the controversy.

^[2]And before anyone asks, I'm not going to explain those things to you.  Nor am I going to provide links.  Quite frankly, there are plenty of LGBT bloggers -- and bloggers who are allies -- who have posted everything I could possibly say on the subject and have done a better job of it than I can.  If you really want to know "what all the fuss is about," Google is your friend.