s n a p p e r h e a d

(if) ⇒ changing direction in an aimless manner with no physical restraint [then] politely attend to the wishes of others by gradually discontinuing to behave in an indecisive manner [and then] in a peaceful state, openly disregard long pointless verbose rants

(because) ⇒ at present the topic under discussion is requesting a decision between these alternatives [either] think in a clear and logical manner and participate in an organized period of unwarranted sick leave as a leader [or] in a childish bad-tempered manner, question the factual information about current visible atmospheric conditions

(also) ⇒ it is obvious to all, those lacking in religious conviction do not [cause] intentional harm, react in a irrational manner, vacillate between [nor] act in a manner reminiscent of forcing a disorganized retreat from a peaceful assembly

(instead) ⇒ in a bitterly hostile manner, declaim for all to hear, those who give "lip service" [and] without becoming annoyed, hunker down and stay in place during the difficult time [until OK to resume] acting in an overtly sexual manner, holding lips to appear sexually attractive while in public spaces, with one or more other people

additional collections of stanzas structured to instruct:

waod poem

personal values in a poetic vocabulary lesson

Design Fault

SQUARESPACE Business Model: Kill Golden Geese Daily

See those metaphorical tight little spaces inside the adjacent squarespace logo? Like entering an IKEA store, you are not supposed to be able to find what you are looking for—or get out—in a simple, end-user-familiar manner. Their business model appears to be (from a month of personal experience):

Impress geese (who have an ability to lay small golden eggs for life) with high-end ubiquitous marketing and impressively up-to-date, shiny, shit.
Kill geese while removing gold egg.
Discard goose carcass.
Wash hands.
Rinse.
Repeat.

This year, I began to move this blog to a modern pay site. In the (near? not-so near?) future, I will "go live" on snapperhead.space which was, obviously, only available at squarespace dot com. For one more tiny golden egg, I can transfer this domain to a different host. Yes, squarespace, you may consider that a threat.

I sent squarespace this email and have not received a response.

          Want to know why some fantastic computer games fail? Because their designers are “too innovative.” This is a lesson you at squarespace need to heed. I am three steps away from taking my sites to a more user-friendly home and requesting a refund for my year (before ever going live).

I just spent ten minutes trying to FIND OUT HOW to change my credit card info (my old card got hacked the day I used it to pay for squarespace - just a correlation, not a causation). It is not under my Profile; Accounts & Security. Also, there's no explanation where to find it at Accounts & Security.

          I feel, at this point, you—squarespace-email-reader/responder—might need to have this explanation provided, because you are stuck in your paradigm - and you think “your way is a better way”. Every other company, which I pay a subscription to, puts payment in a prominent place in my account or profile - or - they tell you where it is placed. You hide yours.

          Related: Your FAQ works fine. Type update credit card; answer is available.

          Related: Your CONTACT US works like a computer game that wants to test your temerity and willingness to solve the puzzle. It took me another ten minutes to find a way to send you this email.

The end of every subject tree ended with another branch of sentences, and a “Do you still want to contact us? take a screenshot and ...”   WTF squarespace - you need to get out of your own way.

          All this does is tell me you hate emails from customers. You despise reading complaints. And, you do not intend to ever peek out at what the industry is doing differently / more efficiently / gaining customer satisfaction better at, than you.

          You need to hire “secret shopper type” users to crawl around inside your over-designed sleek and impressive rabbits warren of a site and make things better or you are going to lose to Wix or Wave or whatever other new site is making things fun and simple, instead of more complicated, on the user end.

          -Veach Glines

I am not surprised they did not respond. Are you?

Semalt SEO Scam - a Blogger's Perspective

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Hire An Older Worker (Covid19 meme)

This flyer was posted on the bulletin board at my office (temporary job with the US Census Bureau). It is a legitimate form published by the US Department of Labor - Senior Community Service Employment Program (SCSEP) encouraging employers to Hire An Older Worker.

Obviously, I added the parenthetical phrase containing too much punctuation and too many capitalized words (because the actual form is humorously over punctuated/capitalized). The form is about the size of a large book-marker, probably designed by a retired grammar teacher who idolized Ben Franklin (200 years and still not a more appropriate poster-codger?), and they had no training in visual design.

If you think my attempt at humor is insensitive, cool your jets high-speed and consider the number of elderly who will not get tested by a doctor because the Medicare program they are enrolled in has a deductible or a co-pay (or both) and a $100 doctor bill means a week without groceries.

Medicare-For-All is not the gold standard (no matter what Bernie Sanders says). Most elderly people I know (or have known) carry an additional insurance policy to cover the 20% Medicare does not cover, or to bridge the gap between the exponentially large cost of prescription medications (not covered by Medicare or Medicaid) or to pay for anything over Medicare's annual cap.

Veterans-Health-Care-For-All is the tarnished-gold standard. With all the flaws of a VA hospital or clinic, they do not send you a bill, or cover only 80% or have a cap on annual services.

Sommerzeit's Mailbox

other mailbox art:

Santa Claus' Mailbox

AULDLANGSYNE's Mailbox
Avril Poisson's Mailbox

ÔSTARA's Mailbox
Serling's Mailbox

some image excerpts by Chad Abromovich at Obscure Vermont and by Jamie Wheeler

trichotillomania or alopecia or scabies (oh-my)

          "Good stuff back? Good?"

          "Nah. Tray full-a pumpkin bread. That'z zit."

          "Paws. How many brightcycles has it been GerAld? Feels like more than two full paws!"

          "RanDal, dere'z corn-grease in-a cage up here. Also, the tallones up-next-over-there still haz thiztle seedz. But GerAld don mind sweet bread here. Not like da-normal brown stuff. Kind-a niz. Muz-a gave tithe thiz mornin cauze not hard yet."

"Yea. Saw tallone with colors ontop placing the tithe two naps ago. Went down to mine because sand-colored-quiet-predator was out at the same time. Then forgot. Yea."

"Smell anythin down low? Whoah. Da-spook goin on wid your tail RanDal! You tryin-a look zactly like GerAld?"

"Oh this? Yea. Well. No. RahNee said. After over visiting yours after last-longsleep. RahNee especially appreciated how LouAnn has used all GerAld's tailshed as lining. Said it was shit-hole amazing how much warmer and more comfortable Ger-Ann's is. So. RahNee pulled some of RanDal's. To line Ran-Nee's. Oh."

"Old-silent-owlz up-da-moonz-azz dat muz-a hurt! Mine fallz out on itz own. Know all bout dat? Right RanDal? Bout all my rattailz GerAld hairz?"

          "Yea. Well. No. LouAnn told RahNee. Last greencycle. Tailshed runs in GerAld kin, yea."

          "That'z waz laz-greencyclez story. Now. But, fore last bright moon. Went spookin. Round-acroz danger-stone river. Near the widewater crossin?"

          "Wow. Scary. Never been that far. Scary-wow, wow."

          "Saw DelMar wid samez tailshedz."

          "Thought DelMar sqasked by machine on rocky-stone river. Cackel-black-owl food. Thought?"

          "Dat waz DalMar. Iz not Dall. Dell. DelMar?"

"Yea. Well. No. New name. Yea."

"DelMar'z no kin of GerAld. DelMar iz tuftearz-kin. Not obviouz. Have-ta look close. Now. DelMar iz startin kin with ShaLoo. RanDal knowz bout ShaLoo? RanDal liztenin?"

          "Yea. Well. No. Hear loud-black-clumx-predator. Claws on wall. Might need to climb. If tall one opens wall. Listen. Know little about ShaLoo from other-talk. Yea."

"ShaLoo haz bezt tailhair lined kin den. Ever. Bezt bezt. Get me?"

"Yea. Well. No. You nap with DelMar in, in Del-Loo? Yea?"

"No! Shitz-bath RanDal. Lizten. Two greencyclez back. GerAld waz spookin and ShaLoo wanted ta spook. GerAld spent almoz entire floodz-cycle in ShaLoo'z. Next moon I lose a patch of tailhair. Also. DelMar never had tailshed before now. And he tells me..."

"Oh. ShaLoo is giving it away. Oh."

"Atz right. RanDal? Maybez not tell RahNee? LouAnn might chaze me outta the much warmer and more comfortable tailshed-lined Ger-Ann's. Maybe wait til coldcyclez overz an mudcyclez started ta tellz RahNee?"

"Sure. One condition. Nap together for a few paws, until a patch falls out of mine. The old three-hole-skunk-burrow lost smell but is much-still-axoided, sure."

"Whatz da fox-bat-spook ..?!"

"Nap GerAld. Not spook. RanDal and GerAld are kin. Does RanDal remember GarAnn's sister was RayDol's nan? Remember RanDal? Nap."

"Who knowz kin back seven nanz?"

"RahNee knows kin back twenty nanz. RahNee talks. RanDal listens. Want to start kin with RahNee and never spook again. Tailshed is a prize RahNee will cherish. No more plucking pain for RanDal and RanNee's will be warm and comfy."

"Okz. Napz it iz, cuzin RanDal, GerAld'z rattailed kin. Napz it iz. And. GerAld'z gonna borrow comfy from RanDal. Warm and comfy. Nize."

more fiction storiez connected with photoz:
Hue, Sue, and SF Heros

The spaces between NOR MAL and OP EN
The Denouement of Tomes I've Borrowed or Own