It occurred to me this is one of the original radios, the Zoom of the discussion group. There are such obvious tells. Where the lighters go, when the incense is used, who I owe and what I have to give them. Imagine getting evicted but you get the money from all your stuff and so you get to go do what have you next.

I feel the tension in the chatroom. They are doing okay but there are slaves in the room. I'm not kidding about this! I just found this out! That whole idea of to find your people applies here in that some of us notice this. Gen Z just doesn't care. I've seen it firsthand, and in many if not most ways they may be right.... What I really wonder is why the weed has me just completely ignore this time suck. To schedule this stuff seems efficient when in fact it's a consignment to certain activities in certain places at certain times just like any other event from the past. And, just like church, I make whatever distinctions seem useful.

But outside of the chat, who observes what I have to say here? My fiance sometimes? Some friends as well.

What the technology allows also intrigues me. I can cheat the Zoom by using desktop but that also encourages me thanks to the historical aspect of having blogged to this group before. Not that I'm paying attention to any of it. In fact I'm paying attention to pretty much nothing at this point.

The music itself (and yes-- wait, no, the group counts as radio and not music,) is designed to be paid less attention to-- as in, the less the better. It's like even in my current state they still are cool with having just the numbers at the least. They want to hear what there is to contribute but my going of the distance avoids the anecdotal nature that the host seems to be touching on at the moment.

Same goes for the comedians, and dancers, and so on. My apathy knows no bounds in these realms. I'm more at home in the Neil Strauss groups type radio, though sometimes even there it's less for me at that point. Though I would be better off with a bit less learning and a bit more doing, I'm not convinced that I'm in a place where it's worth it to look past these current energies. I'm turning up the volume of the music and leaving the previous sentence alone, almost like codpast material.

Time to turn the group discussion down. When the girls just begin to have a slumber party time that's when I'm supposed to tune out, but I finally figured out to tune out first and turn off second, rather than turn in first, tune out second, and tune out third after missing dinner!

-Russly