I woke up in the middle of the pile of creatures in bed this morning. Pippin and Chaucer managed to be both on and between us simultaneously. The rain has moved out just long enough for us to enjoy a very bright sunrise. We’ll enjoy it while we can. According to the weather reports, the clear skies will be short-lived, unfortunately.
I couldn’t get my head on right yesterday, and didn’t do anything of importance. I wanted to take some photos, but the deeply overcast skies meant the indoor lighting was especially bad. Instead, I put on something skanky and loaded up the Clapper app for a live stream over there. If Clapper were a meme, it would be one of those “Mom, can we have _____? …. No, we have _____ at home” memes, but about TikTok. It’s terrible. Clapper is the MeWe of short attention span theater: all smut and nuts. But….. they offer tipping, and I have no shame.
At the same time, I am not good at being sexy and alluring in a live stream. All the other creators on Clapper sit there and jiggle. I made $0.50 while I spun poi in a tiny nighty. I put on real clothes and switched over to TikTok after a bit. I’m more comfortable being a gremlin than a siren.
I figure today will be similar. Shawshank is working, and we’ll see what I can accomplish in a day. It’s spooky season, and I need to take some pics.
