Yesterday, on National Peculiar People Day, this peculiar person attended a protest of peculiar and dangerous actions committed by the peculiar people running my peculiar nation.
When I went to visit the wonderful family of my recently deceased, beloved cousin Marilyn yesterday, we practiced our faith by reciting the mourner’s Kaddish. We also honored her memory by sharing stories about her kindness, generosity, love of life, and commitment to her faith, family, and friends.
I had faith that two of my dear friends would do well with scheduled surgeries this week, and they did.
I have enough faith in the power of peaceful protest to show up for this event in Boston today:
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Do you see faith in my other images for today?
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Here’s what I find when I search for “faith” on YouTube:
When I look at the news, I see injustice everywhere.
Injustice is also at the center of Griffin Dunne’s autobiography, which I’m currently reading.
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In 1982, Griffin Dunne’s 22-year-old sister, Dominique Dunne, was killed by her abusive ex-boyfriend and the injustice of the justice system was appalling — her killer was released after serving less than three years in jail.
Overwhelming levels of injustice make me feel helpless; I assume I’m not alone in that.
Do you see any injustice in my other images for today?
In yesterday’s blog post, I shared that I was giving up negative self talk for the month of January.
In yesterday’s Coping and Healing group, we talked about negative self talk. The group members wrote down familiar negative self talk and shared theirs with the rest of the group. Most of us tore up the paper with our negative self talk and threw the pieces away.
My negative self talk included:
You’re too selfish.
You don’t do enough.
You’re too old.
You make too many mistakes.
You’re stupid.
It felt good to share that negative self talk, rip the paper into tiny pieces and throw it all away.
My good son Aaron told me yesterday that he is learning the language Toki Pona, which means “language of good.”
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In Toki Pona, “pona” means good and I hope you see pona in my images for today.
I’m working on a good cover for the AI version of my good song “Everybody’s Somebody’s Asshole.”My good son with my good husband. Doesn’t this look good? This is Miriam, our very good server at Bar ‘Cino, who also plays “keys”!My good relative Deborah recommended this good book. More good food, at Le Madeline.
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Here’s a good video about the good language my good son is learning.
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Thanks to all the good people who are here for this good blog post, including YOU!
I’m not psychic, but my prediction is that humans tend to make predictions, especially around the new year.
My prediction for 2026 is that Trump will say and do things that will cause more chaos and pain in this world. I would like to make the prediction that he will be stopped this year, but I feel less sure about that prediction.
You may have some predictions about the images I’m about to share.
My prediction is that I will not consume any alcohol but the Daily Bitch will.
My prediction is that the news will often worry me but that I will live my life anyway, including going back to work on Monday.
Another prediction is that my son Aaron will continue to share music I like, as he did last night.
Here’s what I find when I search for “predictions” on YouTube:
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My prediction is that some of you will comment on this predictions post.
A safe prediction is that I will end these daily blog posts with thanks to YOU.