Good Saturday, y’all. It’s hella early, but that’s because Shawshank is opening today. He was up earlier, Pippin didn’t even have a chance to start crying this morning. I’m chilly; unfortunately, I had a warm night, which made for a miserable morning.
I did clown shit again last night. It gives me a similar feeling as when I cosplayed Tank Girl at Comic Con a decade ago – I just don’t care. It’s the ultimate infusion of DILLIGAF attitude. I’m not me.
Before dinner, I managed to get Fansly’s dumb streaming system working. When I say it’s dumb, I mean it’s DUMB. I kept seeing people talk about how there’s a bot, you can pin messages, etc, and figured it was similar to what TikTok’s stream chat offers. Nope! I saw no bot. Not like it mattered, as I was only trying to make it work with my tech in the first place. I played “Balatro” in an empty chat, then switched over to Clapper.
I checked this morning, and did some digging. There is a bot, but it’s not official. Sanctioned by Fansly, the bot was made by someone who – probably like me with my Audrey system – decided that what Fansly offered was shit and built their own.
However, the basic stream works. I can deal with the bot on another day.
We have a packed day scheduled. Shawshank is working until lunchtime, then he’ll pick me up and we’ll drive out to Slightly BiggerTown to do the weekly shopping. We’ll come home, put things away, and if there’s time, Shawshank can sit for a few minutes. He’s working tomorrow, so his mom is doing Easter dinner tonight. I have to clean up my streaming corner before we leave.
