Afternoon popcorn all fiber and crunch lightly salted

 

What is getting read?

RantWoman from time to time looks at stats for her blog. Today looking at monthly counts, besides items actually posted in the last month, this item has 34 hts
http://rantwomanrsof.blogspot.com/2010/02/hot-fresh-compost.html
RantWoman is curious: who is reading. What rises? Do readers have any questions? RantWoman is struck by the point that she herself is in a number of places completely unsure what she was talking about at the time.

But various notes:
RantWoman never did get a support committee for her blog. At this point, RantWoman gets to live with her own choices about content. If nothing else, think of the blog as a perpetual prayer.

Considering that RantWoman's email currently abounds with people in serious need of prayer, think of the blog as test bed. RantWoman is TRYING to filter some tendency toward hyperbole, also some seriously awkward passive aggressive stuff she is still trying to outgrow. In other words, fun guaranteed all around.

Technology: RantWoman now owns a number of forms of technology to expand her ability to access content in all kinds of ways provided RantWoman remembers each device's unique sets of commands, swipes, and quirks. RantWoman can now theoretically go to any branch of the Seattle Public Library and find at least one Windows computer with several accessibility tools including the ones RantWoman uses and others RantWoman knows are important to other people.
RantWoman is also struck by the shrubbery moment. The shrubbery moment has an email backstory. Owner of shrubbery at one point wrote RantWoman and email something like "you did not have to sic a social worker on me but thanks. This would be only one of many moments where RantWoman grows tired of people who do not get it, who RantWoman wishes would recognize something insightful and important.

 

And in other Popcorn Kernel contributions to the day:

Eliza Skinner is a comedian (@elizaskinner) tweeted at 2:55 AM on Wed, May
01, 2019:
Anxiety: hey are you awake?
Me:...
Anxiety: ARE YOU AWAKE?
Me: I am now.
Anxiety: SOMETHING IS REALLY BAD.
Me: Oh no - what is it?
Anxiety: I DONT KNOW.
Me:...
Anxiety: I CAN START LISTING POSSIBILITIES.
Me: No, that’s ok
Anxiety: TOO LATE, HERE WE GO!
Comments ran heavily toward "I can relate."
More than one person has suggested the word anxiety is on point around RantWoman.
Who? What? I mean besides endless pedestrian bus interaction with the built environment....
Earth to RantWoman, BREATHE. No, no one is going to prescribe RantMOM valium on your behalf. It doesn't work that way. And by the way, about sleep....