mon/20211129

Kirby is in a pre-breakfast barking frenzy – and has similarly inspired The Morkie and The Jorkie – as two humans have dared run past the house, this being a different frenzy than last night's frenzy which was caused by dreambarking and waking himself up and freaking himself out.

As noted yesterday in an update, it looks like I've gotten the newsletter issue worked out. Solution involves a descent into DNS record madness, but I can manage, maybe.

Efforts to procure Draculus have failed but at least the fallen tree remains in the other tree. Hoping that the tree guy calls to do the tree guy thing before the idea of rope and chainsaw fun resulting in potential house damage gets too tempting; happy Monday.

Attn newsletter people:

For some reason this morning's dispatch was sent from a different email address. Not sure what's up, but I'm looking into it. For now, just know that it's me; should know what’s going on for the next dispatch. (In other words, check your spam folder, and don't unsubscribe – for administrative/technical reasons; if you hate the content or my writing, feel free; I am working on figuring out this particular mystery.)

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Update: Something weird happened but I know how to fix it - though it involves me diving into DNS records which is a nightmare but I’ll figure it out. Will be resolved by the next dispatch.

sun/20211128

The tree has yet to fall through the ceiling and The Beatles have started noodling around with "Let It Be": to feel like you're sitting with them while they're in the throes of a creative process is a gift – and GET BACK is a marvel – but for now I'm in my own throes of newsletter-dispatching so will cut this short; latest MacroParentheticals will arrive in subscribers' inboxes shortly. Another Sunday awaits.