Perhaps if I hadn’t waited until the last moment, I’d be able to share photos of the iris. Three purple ones are in bloom, the smell – intoxicating. I stopped to inhale them after joining a group of bees, wasps, and other flying insects at the pink lilac bush on the roadside path. I truly thought its early buds had suffered from the frosts, but I coaxed it and encouraged it to be strong. I took a few shots of the spectacular bush knowing I can never capture its pale pink beauty, but even those I couldn’t get to send through email. So, I updated my email. And it didn’t work. I updated the photo app. I thought – let me send a simple email first – to see if that worked, and now I guess Elon and Bozos have decided I can’t send emails from my phone, let alone photos. I could last month. Gee, what’s the thing that changed since then?

Can you see how far back I’m rolling my eyes at Google and the crapware under the guise of Generative Anti Intelligence that they seem to have stuck into everything like it’s a teen penis?

I honestly hate this race to make the worst incel programs that glitch when you look at them. I’m joining a chorus, I know, but really. This is ridiculous.

From this wave of recent stupidity, I learned I cannot trust a friend any longer because he’s now wearing spyware. Unbelievably, he thought it was fine to violate people’s privacy (and drafts that had never been online) which is insane since those things scream HIPAA no-no. Until I told him about class-action malpractice suits that I would make sure his name was included in, and how his insurance likely does NOT protect him from this sort of privacy breach – only when it occurred to him he personally would be financially liable – did he stop defending his butthead action of reading a story sent to him through the mail while wearing those hideous metaglasses. He’s not feeling well. I wonder if the “better vision” he claims he has from those things is the thing making him sick. AI is making me sick.  

At a meeting an environmental rights woman who says she champions artists, passed around a Generative Anti Intelligence rendering of a float that as explained was going to have people dressed up throwing boxes representing books, as well as chicken people catching eggs. There were more things, but it is for a parade that begins in less than a week. I’m sure ChatGP told her this would be easy and volunteers would appear like magic. Maybe they will, but I couldn’t believe she didn’t think to ask an artist to sketch out the little cartoon she had made from “her ideas.”

I do apologize for being so down on this crapware, but I have taken up pen and paper and I’ve been spending a lot of time in nature. I planted peonies today and most of the houseplants were moved outside for summer. I’ve been piecing together a “thing” floating around in notebooks. It started with two…flash sized bits that are not part of a novel and I’m learning to pick out notes on a mini keyboard in the shape of a green hippo in case it turns into a musical.

Sounds exciting, doesn’t it? It does to me, a very happy Luddite who had a working phone until this latest nonsense. I hope you are well. It’s been rough emotionally to see no one that claimed their second amendment was important is doing a blessed thing to defend their fellow Americans being abused by these ice agents or stopping the military from entwining with the Israeli military – I mean – what the f are you doing, guys? Pretend I’m Jody Foster if it helps.

Ah well. Another month down. I read “Yesteryear” in a day – what a romp. I read “Remarkably Bright Creatures” in a day – lovely and twee. I am up to 3 books read for the year and since I can’t even access my email contact list on my phone anymore, I guess I’ll be reading even more. F the tech.

Thank you for stopping by and for the read! Sorry for the lack of photos this month. Cheers and good tidings to you!