My recent spate of productivity notwithstanding, I am not feeling the 'push'. I'm at a loss for the spark, the ember that can be fanned into a flame. I am at sea-ish.
I am feeling defanged.
Maybe it is not really true, but I don't feel as if I have 'bite' these days. There has been little that has truly gotten my blood up or hackles raised or antennae a'twitchin'. Well, there was this Google targeted ad regarding transgenic mouse models that piqued my interest, enough so that I clicked on the ad to see what it was all about. Weird shit that keeps popping up in my Google dashboard...it took me a few minutes to figure out why that one showed up, and realized it was because of an e-mail I received from the one and only King Of New York Hacks in response to a comment I had on his post on genetically modified organisms. I know the technology is out there, and in my logical/academic brain I know why it exists, but isn't it a bit unsettling to have something tracking what you write electronically, for the purpose of supposedly giving you what you want or are interested in? It's akin to those annoying Microsoft routines that keep trying to "suggest" when you type or their pop-ups that say things like "Windows has detected a problem. Click here to see the solutions Windows has found for your computer". That last is a good one; it keeps showing up on my laptop because I turned off the annoying-as-all-hell automatic update function, which was constantly interrupting my work sessions because it would try and update without giving me any warning. I felt a bit like I was in some bizarre re-education camp where "We know what is good for you, Gumbo...and resistance is futile..." and they keep trying to get me to swallow the blue pill...They claim it is for your own protection, but really it's just a fascist way for Microsoft to gloss over the fact that their operating systems are so full of holes and patches that want to try and fix them surreptitiously, under cover of "new and improved".
The way I see it, if the product was truly good to begin with, there would be no need for a constant stream of "updates". And truly? Even if it is a useful update, I don't want them to just do it without my knowledge, consent and actual authorization. So there.
Wait, did I just go off on a rant, a small one?
Hmm. Maybe I still have a fang left. Anyway, having said all that, I am in dire need of a jump start. The fire is low, and I need to heat the house. If you have any suggestions for funk removal, please let me know. I'll be sitting here, on the couch, quietly gnawing on a crust of bread.