Greetings, Monday: omicron has yet to arrive in this household, though with K being a (twice-vaxxed, once boosted, and KN95’ed) teacher in the midst of this redstate hell, I’m resigned to it being only a matter of time.

But, in non-plaguery/ohgodiminthisplace news:

Spent the last few drives - to nowhere, to Level 8-4, to the pharmacy that finally fulfilled a CGM / implantable bluetooth signal interrupting device / anti-theft tag / low-blood screecher, to home after flight from in-law Christmas (awesome Christmas haul (COMPLETE CALVIN AND HOBBES and COMPLETE FAR SIDE and LEGO Batwing FTW) aside) – absorbed in Rick Rubin's two-part BROKEN RECORD conversation with Neil Young (Part One / Part Two): Young’s total and frank absorption in his work, how he thinks of it, his ability to sing praises – and openly discuss failings – when warranted, his voluminous archivings – part of me wondered, when Rubin brought up the why of Young's penchant for archiving, if Young's T1D and its requisite lifelong self-data hoarding made him more inclined to keep records of everything he ever did – and recall of its minutae – is nothing short of an inspiration. Do check out both parts.

In The Work, a MainFictionThing logic issue I discussed in yesterday's newsletter has been worked out; thank you, mindmapping. Speaking of, the shift to paid – yes it’s time to start charging money for (some of) my work; I’ve only been in beta for the last 15 or 20 years – is moving ahead well. Switch flipped by Weds if not before then; the day awaits.