I find myself considering the impossibly complicated calculus of a woman, thirty, three children, single, fully engaged in adult performance, live and public, and, somehow, still charged with the care of human beings who are utterly dependent on her. It seems, at first glance, a kind of absurdity—like trying to balance a cathedral on the tip of a pencil—but, upon further consideration, it is not absurd. It is logistical. It is structural. It is, in fact, a problem with a set of solvable constraints if approached not with naïve optimism but with deliberate, almost military strategy. First, the obvious: time. She cannot perform without time; she cannot parent without presence. These are not interchangeable commodities. They are fundamentally opposed, like pressure and vacuum, and yet they must coexist in some overlapping reality. Therefore, the very first “actionable” principle is rigid scheduling: mornings for children, homework, meals, bedtime—immutable. Outside of these hours, s...
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Imagine the past not as a story, but as a ledger—columns of cost, time, labor, and risk—balanced, unbalanced, and occasionally, miraculously reconciled. Toronto, before the Prince Edward Viaduct, was not merely divided in feeling. It was divided in minutes, dollars, gradients, and gradients translated into fatigue. The Don Valley was a measurable obstruction: roughly 400–500 metres across at typical crossing points, dropping steeply to a flood-prone river plain that turned to mud in spring and iron in winter. A crossing was not impossible—it was inefficient. And inefficiency, repeated daily, becomes destiny. Before 1918, the primary crossings were indirect and limited. The Queen Street bridge (in earlier, more fragile forms through the 19th century) carried traffic, as did rail corridors, but none offered a clean, level, high-capacity east–west route at Bloor. To move from what would become the Danforth corridor into the downtown core required descent, delay, and ascent. For a ho...
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You’d think an app like Raya would be perfect for wealthy people who don’t fit the typical “Hollywood attractive” mold. In theory, money and status should compensate for looks. But Raya doesn’t really work that way. The platform isn’t built around wealth — it’s built around perceived “coolness” : image, aesthetics, social circles, and especially how you present online. Acceptance is heavily tied to things like Instagram presence and creative status, not just money. In practice, that creates a strange dynamic: It attracts people who look like they belong — models, influencers, creatives It filters for visual appeal and curated lifestyle , not just success It often ends up being more about status signaling than actual connection Critics even point out that Raya tends to confuse wealth and popularity with desirability , creating a space that feels more like a high school clique than a dating pool. So if you’re rich but not visually or socially “on-brand,” it can actually...
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The Most Artificially Meaningful Way Possible He keeps coming back to the same idea, turning it over like a stone in his hand, examining each edge: the most meaningful way possible… the most artificially meaningful way possible. The phrasing matters. Not poetic, not beautiful—those are secondary, maybe even distractions. Meaning is the core. And not meaning discovered, stumbled into, or grown over time—but meaning constructed , deliberately, almost aggressively imposed onto reality. He watches stories like Westworld and doesn’t just see plot or character. He sees a philosophy playing itself out through action. Ford isn’t insane in the way people casually dismiss him. He’s worse—he’s consistent. He takes an idea to its logical extreme and refuses to step back when it becomes uncomfortable. There were easier paths. That’s what keeps sticking out. If the goal was to free the hosts, to acknowledge that artificial life had crossed into something real, then there were dozens of alter...
March 24th, Tuesday 2026 – Nickolas of Buffy Dead, War in Iran
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March 24th, Tuesday 2026 – Nickolas of Buffy Dead, War in Iran Check Medium. My most popular post floats there, a tangle of fame and The Beatles, a free version waiting for anyone who wants to read it: https://joe-average123.blogspot.com/2025/05/not-tiktok-breakout-agony-behind-real.html The lesson keeps circling me—fame is fire. Jump in once, then again, then again. Peter stealing food from hundreds of weddings, testing the edges of what he could get away with, daring the world itself—this is fame, or music fame. The Beatles, nearly killed in Germany, learning their craft in the shadows of danger, another proof. And I wonder, which matters more—the risk, the raw thrill that drives courage and ambition? Or the way risk throws you into the impossible, the learning fire, the places where you stretch and adapt, like a car breaking down in the middle of nowhere and suddenly your legs are moving, your heart is moving, and the world becomes the gym of survival? Fame is never given...
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2026 MARCH My Journey Into Self-Publishing: Making My Own Damn Coloring Book I’ve always thought I’d never be the type to publish a book. Too much hassle, too many rules, right? Screw that. I decided to do it my way: a coloring book. Not some cookie-cutter nonsense you see everywhere — my own photos, my own style, my own damn rules. And let me be clear: I didn’t know exactly what I was doing. I still don’t. And that’s the point. I’m figuring it out as I go, hands-on, trial-and-error, learning by doing. Nothing neat, nothing polished, just results. Step One: Picking My Weapon — Amazon KDP Amazon Print on Demand, or KDP, is a miracle if you think about it. No upfront cost, no warehouse of unsold books, just upload and let them print when someone buys. Genius. But “upload and print” is a lie. There’s size, trim, margins, bleed, paper type, cover, interior layout… the list goes on. I went with 8.5 x 11 inches — big enough to color without a magnifying glass, not so huge that i...
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# My Journey Into Self-Publishing: Making My Own Damn Coloring Book I’ve always thought I’d never be the type to publish a book. Too much hassle, too many rules, right? Screw that. I decided to do it my way. A coloring book. Not some cookie-cutter nonsense you see everywhere — my own photos, my own style, my own damn rules. And let me be clear: I didn’t know exactly what I was doing. I still don’t. And that’s the point. I’m figuring it out as I go, hands-on, trial-and-error, learning by doing. Nothing neat, nothing polished, just results. --- ## Step One: Picking My Weapon — Amazon KDP Amazon Print on Demand, or KDP, is a miracle if you think about it. No upfront cost, no warehouse of unsold books, just upload and let them print when someone buys. Genius. But “upload and print” is a lie. There’s size, trim, margins, bleed, paper type, cover, interior layout… the list goes on. I went with **8.5 x 11 inches**. Big enough to color without a magnifying glass, not so huge that it fe...
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1. WWIII on its way or not, so maybe finally learn how to cook something besides instant noodles. 2. WWIII on its way or not, so charge your phone like it’s your emotional support device. 3. WWIII on its way or not, so stop arguing online—you’re not winning the internet before the end anyway. 4. WWIII on its way or not, so maybe download movies instead of trusting Wi-Fi will survive. 5. WWIII on its way or not, so find out where your flashlight is (it’s never where you think). 6. WWIII on its way or not, so learn your neighbor’s name—you might need their Wi-Fi password. 7. WWIII on its way or not, so keep snacks stocked because stress eating is undefeated. 8. WWIII on its way or not, so remember passwords without needing “forgot password” every time. 9. WWIII on its way or not, so maybe back up your files—history doesn’t care about your drafts. 10. WWIII on its way or not, so finally deal with that “I’ll fix it later” thing. 11. WWIII on its way or not, so don’t start 12 new hobbies ...
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Typical Annual Funding for a Starting Artist Source Typical Amount per Year Notes Small government arts grants $1,000 – $3,000 Often project-based; competitive; may only get 1–2 awards/year Nonprofit / emergency artist funds $100 – $1,000 Usually one-off or very small; requires application Music-specific development grants $500 – $2,000 For demos, equipment, or promotion; need portfolio or plan Crowdfunding / fan support (new fanbase) $0 – $2,000 Depends heavily on outreach; early stages usually minimal 💡 Realistic annual total: $1,500 – $5,000 USD/CAD for most starting artists, sometimes slightly higher if you are very proactive and successful at multiple small applications. ⚠️ Important: These are not stable, guaranteed incomes. Grants are typically one-time, and eligibility or award amounts vary year to year....
Jennifer Guide To Everything
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Jennifer Guide To Everything Formally Tiffani Get It by Phil, Zeno and Dr. Scholz If you’re stepping into music and you don’t know this stuff, you’re about to get played. Hard. There are three books that will save you from signing your soul away. All You Need to Know About the Music Business by Donald Passman is the bible. Every contract trick, every hidden cut, every royalty scam—he breaks it down so even a moron can see it coming. Read it. Learn it. Live it. How to Make It in the New Music Business by Ari Herstand is your playbook for doing it yourself. Forget the labels, forget the gatekeepers. He tells you exactly how to build fans, get your music out, make a living without getting screwed. If you aren’t running your own shit, someone else is, and they’re taking the cash you worked for. Music Royalty Collection Guide by Eli Rogers is the money map. All those streams, shows, and plays? Most artists don’t see a dime because they don’t know how to collect. Rogers...
Saturday Log – Appendix March 14th, 2026
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Saturday Log – Appendix March 14th, 2026 Scholz . Dave and Zeno So Walmart was supposed to come between 12 and 2, which is already a time window that tests one’s sense of temporal patience because it’s literally two hours (and yet socially one still manages to build up a sort of psychological expectation around it, which is dumb, but you do it anyway), and of course they didn’t arrive at noon or shortly after, as any rational human might have hoped, but only around 1:30, which counts as technically “on time” if you’re taking their word about the delay they reported at 1:00 (a delayed acknowledgment of a delay—meta-late—adding an extra layer of waiting-while-wondering-what-waiting-really-means). I was freezing, physically cold but also in this weirdly abstract state of “frozen time” that accompanies any scheduled-but-not-certain event, for about an hour and a half, mostly upstairs because there was literally no point going downstairs to move around or distract myself, and...
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Scholz History Rant I was on YouTube. Some man, alias Destiny, posture fierce, voice trembling with self-importance, declared that everything is unprecedented . Literally everything. Every breath. Every blink. Every fart in the multiverse. He meant it. He believed it. And I believed he had inhaled the last of human common sense. Technically, yes, you could make a pedantic argument that he’s correct. Molecules never repeat themselves exactly. Quantum states fluctuate. Big deal. Congratulations. You have redefined “unprecedented” to mean “every infinitesimal speck of existence.” By that logic, vacuum is novel. Gravity is unprecedented. Your breakfast cereal is a historic anomaly. History itself is a hallucination. Absurdity. Utter, delicious absurdity. And yet. Here is the inconvenient truth for our YouTube philosopher: humans are stubborn creatures, addicted to ritual, bound by continuity, allergic to novelty beyond a point. Let’s review. Holidays & Celebrations Ch...