We're watching a very nerd-focused gameshow. The question is which of the things on the screen is NOT a Lovecraftian Mythos being.

Contestants and my husband: ...???

Me (howling with laughter): "Ble'Maer'Tybach" isn't an eldritch being! That's just asking where the bathroom is in Welsh with apostrophes moved around!

No one is putting points into that skill except whomever wrote the question and me.

Things have been busy lately and my anxiety is going up. So it's time to go back to my Animal Crossing island! According to everyone I talked to, it has been 2 years and 5 months since I last played.

First animal I talked to: "Great. I'm seeing ghosts. I knew it would happen someday."

I got the divination kit I supported on Kickstarter that is created by two people whose work I love and I'm excited that they worked together!

Also, I'm at a point in explaining how I read with playing cards that is moving past learning card meanings and into practice. I'll probably be talking about dice sooner than I expected.

https://open.substack.com/pub/diydiv/p/reading-the-details

My girl caught a bug! 🌱💚 She's a Cape Sundew. If you're considering raising plants instead of children, keep in mind that Cape Sundew is easy to care for and you can be proud when they eat bugs.

I have successfully knitted my first sweater! Same techniques as one a human would wear, just a lot fewer stitches. #CoSoKnitting

#CoSoBooks The book I was trying to remember was "The Coelura"! I think I had just read "The Ship Who Searched ", so I picked up "The Coelura" when I saw it in the store.

#CoSoBooks , please help me remember the title of a book I read in the early 90s. SciFi/Fantasy novel. Pretty short for novels then. Paperback copy had a blue cover, and the title was in fancy iridescent letters. I think the story was about some kind of sentient iridescent cloth fabric.

Baby rattlesnake got in the house! Cat scratched at our bedroom door to get our attention, then went down the hall and kept it cornered until we showed up. Cat was not bit. Baby rattler was carefully removed and let go in a nearby field.

There aren't enough spirals in my art. Gosh... I guess I'll just have to spend more time makin' art! 😊

The things I mishear give us great entertainment, though! The combination of obstructed hearing and delayed auditory processing often does that. It happens more often when hearing disappears on one side.

I still don't know what was said in a commercial last night, but it probably wasn't what I heard. "Chicken balls falling apart."

I periodically lose my hearing in my right ear because of other things going on in the right side of my body. It lasts for a few days, then I wake up one day and can hear again. It lasted for two weeks last time, though. Hearing disappeared on that side two days ago and I already want it back this time.

Everyone in the house likes to hear me play instruments, but another human being in the room with me will paralyze my hands. That's why I play for non-human animals.

People are now lingering outside of doors because they know the music will stop as soon as the door opens.

Okay, so communicating with humans hasn't been my specialty today. But I sat outside and played my ukulele for a while, and a few birds came and perched near me. I'm pretty sure one of them was the titmouse I've seen at the bird feeder before. I love sharing my yard with the local birds.

It seems my ability to effectively communicate didn't wake up with my body today. I hope it's getting some good rest. It has a lot to make up for tomorrow.

Now that The Harvest is upon us, I give my annual warning: Stay out of the corn fields!

Remember the neighbors's son who disappeared into the field back in the late 80s? Of course you don't. When the corn field consumes you, it consumes ALL of you.

It's not a new thing for him. I mentioned earlier that the cats enjoy it when I play. They also are very sensitive to my presence. Cats get Very Concerned when I have a seizure. They try to be little nurses if I'm sick. I think he was just getting really happy about how relaxed I was as I played.

Just can't get to sleep tonight, so I took my ukulele to the gym. I don't want to wake anybody else up, and sound doesn't carry through the house from the gym.

I'm relaxing and my hands are just doing what they do with little thought from my brain. I've been playing "Margaritaville" I don't know how long, and there's a weird feeling. Why am I messing up these chords? I snap back into the physical present... there's a cat rubbing his head along the neck of the ukulele!