Facebook and my blog

Facebook, in an effort to stop the various nefarious activities that screwed with not only it’s site but social media in general, has stopped ‘allowing’ WordPress to automatically post to it.  That means that if you are seeing this, it’s probably because you subscribed to it (thank you), you saw it on other media sites like Twitter, Linked In, or I posted it on Facebook (if I’m not in Facebook Jail, funny, not funny).

I understand their rationale but for people like me who are fairly active on Facebook, they are preventing ‘free’ advertising which is what their ultimate goal is.  As mentioned in my Facebook Jail article (which, ironically got me put IN Facebook Jail for posting it), they’ve screwed me over many times when I pay for advertising or they put me in jail when I post too often or too much.  I get that, they have to control spammers, but really, their site is ideal to post in the various groups I am in.  I occasionally do pay other posters to post about my books, after all, I have to watch it or I’ll be in trouble with Facebook (which happens often enough).

I really hope the improvements on Facebook actually work, however, it’s like pulling teeth these days as their site goes through updates (without telling us).  They learned their lessons by not announcing some of their updates as people in general don’t like change and think their opinions will matter with such a large company.  Good luck with that, all you are doing is bitch’n and moan’n about something YOU have no say in.  We are the product, not the powers-that-be and once you realize that, the better.

Meanwhile, if you have subscribed to my blog, thank you.  If you are reading it for the first time, thank you too!  Enjoy my books!

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The Fidget Cube

My girlfriend is a FIDGETIER.

I know it.  She knows it.  We accept it.

It is particularly annoying when you wish to cuddle and she lasts only a little while before the twitches start, usually in the legs or feet, and she has to move.  I used to take it personally, but I’ve learned, she just HAS to move, she MUST move, or she’ll implode or something along that line.  That would probably be messy.  I have learned to accept and look beyond her fidgeting.

However, my sense of humor gets the best of me sometimes and I couldn’t help myself.  I saw this little gadget on line somewhere, probably on Facebook, and I thought, that is PERFECT for her.  I MUST get THAT.  Now, to be fair, I’m a gadget freak, maybe a nerd would sound better?  I love gadgets, do-dads, and dust collectors.  I think that compensates for her fidgeting, don’t you think?  Anyway, back to my story.  I ordered this little item here:

I had to order it.  It was so PERFECT for my girlfriend.  I KNEW she could not POSSIBLY have one.  She does not collect things.  She does not have useless gadgets lying around (I do, and someday, that may be a bone of contention).  She doesn’t have dust-collectors.  She’s a minimalist.  Why she likes me, I have to say it must be our scintillating conversations and my outrageous sense of humor…yeah, right.

Well, it took well over a month for this Fidget Box, also known as a Gadget Box, also known as a Stress Cube, to arrive from China. (Notice it reads FIDDET CUBE, figure THAT one out).  Fortunately, I told her that ‘something’ was coming.  I did NOT tell her WHAT.

Today she received the envelope that it came in.  She said the oriental writing was so obscure she couldn’t have sent it back if she wanted to.  I laughed.  Then she told me when she opened it, it did not have instructions.  I laughed so hard, I cried.  She said she was looking for a USB port to plug it in.  She flipped the switch, she pushed the buttons, she rolled the ball, flipped the dial, and as she is telling me all this I’m only laughing harder, and HARDER!  I finally explained, it didn’t NEED instructions.  It did EXACTLY what it was supposed to do.  It made her fidget, it made her think, it had her concentrate on it as she tried to figure out WHAT it DID! E

I haven’t laughed that hard in ages, and, fortunately, she got my humor in this case.  She too joined in as she told me her trials and tribulations in trying to figure it out.  It only made it funnier to me.  Then I remembered that old joke, how to keep an idiot entertained:

My girlfriend is not an idiot, she is one of the most intelligent women I have ever met, but I did tell her the joke and we both laughed as it hit the funny bone in this whole story.

Meanwhile, it now sits in a place of honor on her desk, waiting for her to fidget with it, and, I hope, provide her with inane and random laughter as she thinks over this conversation and plays with it.

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DC and Conference IX

We went out to Karaoke (no, I do not sing) at a gay bar downtown and Karen Badger, her wife Bliss, Liz Hodge, Robyn Lynn, Velvet Lounger, and Elizabeth (sorry don’t recall your last name) all went.  Judy Comella arranged it but the van was a little crowded and I ended up with her on my lap, a hilarious moment as you can see.  20160707_19142720160707_191433

You can’t beat watching some wonderful talent and I have to say, everyone ELSE could sing, I could NOT…oh well, I can enjoy THEIR talents and the atmosphere at FREDDIE’s!

Stay tuned, the final blog on the conference is coming.  Watch for it!  Meanwhile, enjoy some reads over at my website:

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Doctored is Available

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~Doctored~ A Teaser II

Doctored 3-d.jpg“So these guys are lugging in my supplies by their backs and on donkeys, and I didn’t realize why I was tied up to the donkey.  You know, led by a rope?”  Deanna was regaling them with stories of her travels and they all smiled appreciatively at her description.  “It was as I slipped off the narrow trail, face first into the mud, and started sliding down the steep slope, hitting tropical plants with my unmentionables that I realized…that rope that kept me from falling down the mountainside.  That was a good idea!”

They all started laughing, nearly choking on the beers they were sharing.  “Oh, my gawd, Deanna!  Did that really happen?” Magda wiped the tears away from the corner of her eye as she smiled at the story.

Deanna nodded.  “Yeah, I’ve been to some pretty funky places.  But, you know what?  It’s one of the greatest things about what I do, seeing the sites.  When they hauled my ass back up from that taut rope, I looked at that donkey and the phrase ‘kiss my ass’ had a whole new meaning.”

They all collapsed into laughter again at her imagery.

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Looking for gay, bisexual, or transgender people

I get Dear Abby to my mailbox everyday…today I read this and I thought I would share it on my blog to help others who might be able to participate in this, please SHARE ~ K’Anne

Psychiatrists Reach Out to Gather Information on LGBT Experience– March 31, 2016 –

DEAR READERS: A group of distinguished psychiatrists, the Group for the Advancement of Psychiatry (GAP), needs help from some of you. They need feedback from gay, bisexual or transgender people, many of whom have experienced conflicts with their faith because of who they are attracted to or their gender identity. Many, while attempting “conversion” treatment, experienced great emotional distress, but never considered consulting a mental health professional because they had been discouraged from doing so by their faith community. Knowing the struggles you have experienced could benefit individuals who need help and haven’t gotten it. Your input is important. It will give GAP psychiatrists a broader representation of people than they could get from any other source.

Thank you in advance for taking part in this important study. The Internet address to send your comments is mary.barber@omh.ny.gov. For those who don’t have email access, GAP’s mailing address is: P.O. Box 570218, Dallas, TX 75357-0218. In the past, readers have been generous in “telling it like it is,” and I hope you will continue because your experiences are important. Your participation may help to effect positive changes in the treatment of patients. — LOVE, ABBY