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Today's Keyboard Smash
Aug. 1st, 2020 05:15 pmPoint the first: my succulent club has announced that we'll have a virtual meeting next week for August. I have duly installed Zoom on my desktop computer, which I'm not...precisely thrilled to have on my system. But I will roll with the times this once.
I'm objectively aware that I should be happy about this. It's virtual, so I don't have to wring my hands about the choice between seeing my gardening buddies and NOT DYING. Even so, I find myself feeling--nothing in particular. It doesn't feel real, for one, because very little feels real these days. All events feel fictional for me, because for me personally, nothing prior to this has switched to virtual. So I think my brain just files it under "things that won't really take place" and abandons any emotional investment at the door.
I also have a certain amount of trepidation to hear any updates from the club members. This is a hobby predominantly populated by the elderly and/or disabled. I don't expect everyone to join a virtual meeting (see above re: elderly, for a start), so it's not like I'm going to be counting heads to see if everyone is accounted for. But there's a distinct fear that they will announce this or that member has died. That's a real possibility. I don't want my gardening buddies to be horribly dead. That's not a request I expected to need to voice, but here we fucking are.
Point the second: I'm going to try sharpening my kitchen knives tonight. I have a rather old whetstone and a whole bunch of knives that literally cannot be made any worse than they already are. So! Experimenting time! Hopefully, I will report back to you all tomorrow still in possession of my full allotment of fingers. I have watched one (1) Youtube video, which is definitely as much expertise as a person needs when handling sharp objects with a goal of making them even sharper.
:D
I'm objectively aware that I should be happy about this. It's virtual, so I don't have to wring my hands about the choice between seeing my gardening buddies and NOT DYING. Even so, I find myself feeling--nothing in particular. It doesn't feel real, for one, because very little feels real these days. All events feel fictional for me, because for me personally, nothing prior to this has switched to virtual. So I think my brain just files it under "things that won't really take place" and abandons any emotional investment at the door.
I also have a certain amount of trepidation to hear any updates from the club members. This is a hobby predominantly populated by the elderly and/or disabled. I don't expect everyone to join a virtual meeting (see above re: elderly, for a start), so it's not like I'm going to be counting heads to see if everyone is accounted for. But there's a distinct fear that they will announce this or that member has died. That's a real possibility. I don't want my gardening buddies to be horribly dead. That's not a request I expected to need to voice, but here we fucking are.
Point the second: I'm going to try sharpening my kitchen knives tonight. I have a rather old whetstone and a whole bunch of knives that literally cannot be made any worse than they already are. So! Experimenting time! Hopefully, I will report back to you all tomorrow still in possession of my full allotment of fingers. I have watched one (1) Youtube video, which is definitely as much expertise as a person needs when handling sharp objects with a goal of making them even sharper.
:D
