#making predictions

[okaydays]

I think Wille is going to redraw the heart on his hand in the finale

[heretherebedork]

Predictions for Tonhon Chonlatee:

The absolute 100% antics continue for another episode or two with a few bits of seriousness inbetween.

Then we start to see more serious moments. More of them, more commonly, likely starting with Chon and moving to Tonhon then Ai and Ni.

Somewhere around episode 6-7, we’ll start to see a bit of a flip. More serious, less antics. This is also the point where they’ll start pushing Ton’s emotions with Chon and the beginning of his actual realization/denial of what’s happening.

By episode 9-10, the antics will basically have disappeared/been relegated to moments in the backgrounds. This is when Ton will realize what’s going on truly. We may get some cute, romantic moments in this as well, depending on how this goes. But this is also the Danger Zone.

And by the end we’ll be bawling.

[jamiekins14]

okay so i was thinking about the synopsis for the upcoming episode right? about how beth and dean experience growing pains with their role change. 

i’m thinking that maybe this is gonna end up with them (mainly beth?) realizing that the two of them need to work together on both of their aspects of their lives, or something like that.

like, yeah, the car business needs to cater to women a little bit more, but what else does beth know about cars? and yeah, dean needs to step up more around the house, but based off of the teaser and stuff, he clearly can’t do it by himself.

maybe they can both steer the ship, you know?

idk, just a thought. 

[thedaveandkimmershow]

So the topic today is transitions.  There’s the one right in front of us, of course: Summer to Fall, not-school to school, warm air to cool, cooler, cold air... bright, long days to dark, short days, and the middle of the year... to the end of the year.

What can I say?

It all has an impact on how we feel.

Aside from those mostly environmental factors in our lives, there’s a host of both macro and micro ways in which our days move from one act to the next, from one state of being to the next, from a particular way our days are constructed that gives way to something different. Sometimes intentionally...

Sometimes not.

I was actually thinking about these things this time, last year.

At my age, it’s easy to believe I got life handled because gosh I know so much. But the truth is, I know what I know. I learned lessons from what I experienced to date… and for sure were I in grade school again, jr. high, high school again, college… I’d be waaaaaay ahead of the game. For sure I’ve got better comebacks than I once had. Or maybe 20-30-40-years later I finally hit on the things I should have said.

I’ve got better study habits. I’m better at prioritizing. And while I don’t have the brain capacity I once had, I know how to make information stick.

I could go on. But that would be a resume. Not a map through what lies ahead.

As we embark on the next 25, how do we engage this part of our lives as if we know what we’re doing? As if we’ve done this before.

As if we got this.

It’s wishful thinking in the extreme, but the world in which we live manifests a chaos and instability that calls for something more than…

Actually, I don’t know what it calls for. I just know that in a constantly changing environment, you gotta roll with it. There is no such thing as “settled down”. We will need, in this next 25, to make a series of short-term decisions about the shape of our lives together. We’ll need to do that because it’s unlikely that the basis upon which we make any decision is stable enough to sustain those decisions more than a few years. 

Photo by Filios Sazeides on Unsplash

I won’t lie. That last sentence still seems right.

It’s unlikely that the basis upon which we make any decision is stable enough to sustain those decisions more than a few years.

At the time I wrote those words the first time, our days were constructed in a way they are not now. For example, Kimmer’s transitioning out of the job she had at the time... and transitioning into a pair of jobs, one in Ballard, one in Bellingham.

Yesterday, in fact, she trained up in Bellingham for a few hours... then came back down to Lynnwood mid-afternoon for an appointment at her private clinic. 

Today... it was Ballard.

It’s a transition that’ll play out over this month, culminating in some very busy weeks. And months.

For me, at this time last year, there were three editors at one of my Seattle gigs where now there are two. Which opens more opportunity, has opened more opportunity. More gigs down there.

So even on that basis alone, this September’s stunningly different from the last. The heart of which has to do with the decisions we made about Kimmer’s work life.

Photo by Fabien Bazanegue on Unsplash

As I continued to read, something else resonated...

Pro Tip: The brightest, loudest elements of our environments aren’t necessarily the most relevant in the long term.

My guess is that, while my focus is drawn by shiny and fast and loud… the threads running from our past through our here and now into our future… those threads are probably not visible from the direction my eyes get turned. Our present is always in motion, is my point. There’s always stuff going on to which we’re not paying attention. 

Important stuff.

So these days, I’m looking into the dark, the silence. I’m looking where the light’s not pointed. Where the sound’s not coming from. Where the news... isn’t. I’m looking at and I’m looking for things that don’t draw attention to themselves in any given moment. Basically I’m looking for Time’s equivalent of boulders amidst whitewater rapids.

They are threads running through time and place, my time and my place, and, if you look at them a certain way, they constitute pixels that will eventually form a new picture, one unrecognizable from the picture that constitutes our present.

Of course it’s fun to think of myself as a master of my past. But the next 25 will require some different kind of skill set. I’m not even talking about jobs or careers. But of how we will be in this future. How we will interact. How we’ll consider ourselves. How easy or difficult it’ll be to just be. To exist, co-exist. To become more.

Photo by Michał Parzuchowski on Unsplash

That also still seems legit. At least the heart of it that calls for a relentless sort of focus. Because a year after I wrote those words, the signal to noise ratio is bunching together: more noise, less signal.

Cacophony... is the word I’m looking for.

According to Miriam-Webster:

1: harsh or jarring sound: dissonance 

2: an incongruous or chaotic mixture: a striking combination

—a cacophony of color —a cacophony of smells

A cacophony of news.

In the meantime, technology’s changing. Automation. AI. Machine learning.

The nature of our jobs is changing. A good thing... right up to the moment those jobs can be zeroed out by what tech can do.

The nature of our republic has changed. Gone are the days of any sense of stability. From now on, our laws, our objectives and the strategies we employ to achieve and sustain those objectives, will swerve all over the road. Every 2, 4, 8 years. Maybe less.

Social media is capable of so much in real time.

So yeah.

A foundation... is not something we’re counting on. That’s just what is.

Whitewater rapids.

Photo by Julie Thornton on Unsplash

It’s a useful thing that we’re improvisers. Helpful that we’re used to looking for puzzle pieces that might fit together differently. Really, really swell that we know how to make it all up on the fly and run with it. Useful that we’re not super wedded to settled down.

If we have to, we can hit the road in any number of directions... for any number of reasons. Scottsdale, Arizona, for example, is one of many options we’ve taken a liking to.

But that’s for later.

For now, it’s a year later. No surprises. Nothing that ran us off the rails. Not one thing beyond our abilities to handle. 

And I’m very okay with that.

A year from now?

Well...

We’ll see. 

I’ll let you know how this all worked out by the time we get there.

:-) 

[resplendentcarcass]

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[chickenoptyrx]

For DBZ asks: 6, 12, and 20? (Love your art btw)

Preciate ya :D sorry there's not much of it rn

6. Which saga is your favorite? 

As much as I love android arc/ cell saga, I think saiyan saga was definitely the one I rewatched the most both as a kid and now- you got the intro of a lot of new lore, gohan in the wilderness, and goku/vegeta fight! Even the anime filler is p much all good in this saga

12. How long have you been watching/reading the Dragon Ball series?

Since I was a little kid! :D my parents hated it and my grandma would only let me watch 1 show before i hadta go outside, so I'd hafta pick either DBZ or dragon ball (sometimes I could watch both without her noticing tho)

our city library also had some of the manga but I had to read those there- my mom only let us check out 'real' books. Also me and my friend learned the fusion dance and did it.. too often. god we were cringe 😅 (overly long explanation, I know, but I almost miss how hard it used to be to be for me to get dbz content) oh but- gonna add: I didn't really draw dbz stuff ever- not til just the last few years. Idk why

20. If you could hang out with one character, who would it be?

Imma actually go w yamcha. He seems chill, plus he'd totally be down for camping/hiking/bein outdoors

[hrh-spinach]

Okay, my end of show prediction under the cut…

Jimmy goes to prison?

That’s really it.

My big Nostradamus prophecy.

Also… as painful as that would be, I quite like the idea of a final shot of him behind the glass in one of those prison phone call cubicles, waiting for a visitor. The Gene moustache is gone. He picks up the phone, and Kim is on the other side with her phone to her ear. No words exchanged. Just looks.

Now I gotta wait lol. See how wrong I am.