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Goal Within Goal Within Goal

So I am doing this 50 songs in 90 days challenge thing. If you have spent more than two seconds on this little pagey page you might have seen me post something about it.

July 4 through October 1. 90 days. Three calendar months. I also have a personal sub-goal along with the 50 songs thing. It’s to do an RPM Challenge style album in each of the three months. That’s either 10 songs written entirely within the calendar month, or 35 minutes of music. In July I somehow, magically, ended up with 20 songs. In August I only managed 14. Those combined with a few songs that were started in one month and finished in another had me at 42 songs on September 1st. That means that in order to finish the album in a month for September I have to get to 52 songs. Okay. I can do that.

I have a third goal now. It’s a mini-goal based on the three times in the past that I have completed the 50 songs in 90 days challenge. The first time was 2014. I ended the 90 days with exactly 50 songs finished. There was a 51st song but I never finished it. I still haven’t. The next time I completed the challenge was in 2020. I finished with 51 songs. Suck it, 2014! I beat you by one! The next time I pulled it off was 2021. I finished with 52 songs. Victory is mine, once again! 2021 rules, 2020 drools!

That leads me to this year’s goal within a goal within a goal. This year I want to get to 53. 50 songs completes the main challenge. 52 will give me the secondary challenge. 53 will give me the third challenge. I have 40 songs complete right now and nine more in progress. I have to finish those nine and then add four more.

I can do it. I think. Yeah, I can do it.

But first… it’s bed time.

PS: Still not watching the debate, but social media (which I know is an echo chamber based on my personal political beliefs and all) is hinting that Vice President Harris is effectively mopping the floor with the fascist fucker’s Nixon-esque flop sweat. Sounds epic.

Debate

Tonight is Presidential Debate night here in the USA. I am not watching.

Any time I see that fascist piece of dog shit I want to punch something as hard as I can and I really don’t want to cause any damage around the house tonight.

Fuck that fascist asshole. I hope Vice President Harris verbally kicks his ass all the way back to the stone age from whence he came. Prick.

Optimism?

I can admit when I am wrong. It doesn’t happen often (that is sarcasm, it happens constantly) but when it does I can fess up to it.

When the media was going on and on about Joe Biden dropping out of the race I was very much a pissed off red head. No way. We held the primary. He won. That’s it. Yes he is old, but the nazi orange shit clown is old too and Joe is WAY more stable than that putz was even in his prime. I wanted Joe to stay in the race.

Then he dropped out. Shit. That’s when something I didn’t expect happened. Kamala Harris stepped up and somehow… magically… unified the entire party. Suddenly we were all on the same page and ready to go. Had that ever happened in my lifetime? Maybe late in Obama’s first run we might have felt something like this, but I don’t think it was this intense. Maybe it’s a social media echo chamber kind of thing where the algorithms are only bringing me people I agree with (yes, I know that’s a big part of this) but come one, folks. The transition from the Biden campaign to the Harris campaign was electric. It felt GREAT.

I will admit it. I was wrong about wanting Biden to stay in the race. Given what we know now, that would have been the wrong move.

Now we are adding Tim Walz to the ticket as Harris’ running mate and that unified feeling has intensified times a billion. Where has this guy been all of our lives? I feel so good about the state of things right now that I could almost be described as… I don’t want to say it but… I could almost be described as feeling patriotic. Almost. Who the hell saw that coming?

Harris/Walz in 2024. I might want to throw some more money at them. Bring it on!

Unity and Stuff

So… Biden is dropping out of the presidential race. He endorsed Vice President Harris. I don’t know how that is going to work as far as the convention and the nomination process will work over the next few weeks but…

I was really pissed off and feeling like the universe was kicking me while I was down…

But then…

Depression turned to anger which then turned to passionate determination.

Kamala Harris is going to kick the shit out of that nazi fuck. She’s going to be a human fire hose who pressure washes the filth out of our country. Hell yes.

I may or may not have just donated a few bucks to the Harris for President campaign.

Maybe in some weird, unexpected way, all of this ridiculousness is going to unite us against the fascist scumbag. A boy can hope at least, right?

The Last Full Day

I wanted to take tomorrow off so that I could glue myself to the television and gleefully watch the Inauguration. I’m actually in a place at work where I need to take vacation time or I’ll lose it, so Wednesday the 20th seemed perfect. Unfortunately, I have FIVE meetings booked on the 20th. There are things going on at home today too, so I took today off instead. I’m actually doing the opposite of what I would have done tomorrow. I’m trying to stay away from the news, mostly.

Today is trump’s last full day as president. The twice impeached, terrorist, baby cager who has killed hundreds of thousands of Americans via Covid-19 is about to leave office. One part of me is thrilled beyond measure. Most of me is scared shitless. After the events of January 6th when his cult graduated from whack jobs to terrorists, I have been terrified of what comes next. We’re down to the last 24 hours or so and if something is going to happen, it’s going to happen soon.

On the plus side, we’re a day away from having actual adult non-narcissists who are capable of simple human empathy in charge of the Covid-19 response and the vaccination plans. Assuming the coup d’état is behind us (pretty please?) then the longest, most nightmarish four year stretch of my personally experienced American history is almost over.

An Agonizing Wait

The wait is killing me slowly. Like, the five day wait for the end of the twice impeached one termer’s first and only term is just too much to handle. The end is so close, yet so far away. So desperately far away. Cheeto can do so much damage in five days.

Biden gave a speech about Covid-19 plans today and it reminded me of what it used to be like when we had a president who was presidential and not a vindictive, petty, buffoon, toddler man. Remember? Remember what it was like to have a real human being as president and not a spray tanned cheeto with a blob of steel wool stapled to his head?

Five days. January 16, 17, 18, 19, and then the day it happens, January 20th. It’s going to feel so good to have a grown up in charge again.