One of the fig plants is leafing up nicely. Don’t know if they’ll fruit this year, but at least they’re alive.
The sun is finally out today, so I’m hoping to carve out a couple of hours to attend to plants before the rain and gales come back.
The spam bots seem to have figured out how to defeat double-opt-in when subscribing to the newsletter. I’ve spent time over the last few days deleting them out of the subscriber base by hand. This means I’m constantly checking, constantly looking at the stats, looking at the open rate and waiting for spam reports to appear. I have therefore made the executive decision to say Fuck It and ignore the stats from now on. Making a shortcut that takes me straight to the new-post window and past the dashboard. I’ll look in once a month, and if crucial figures have fallen hard, I’ll take a torch to the list using some kind of automation.
Can’t help but wonder if someone’s yoked Gmail to a LLM and figured out how to get past Captcha gates and automated the opt-in responses.
OPERATIONS: Newsletter went out yesterday. I have two story documents and one dev document in front of me that I really want to get into – an artist and I are talking about doing a big project together and the references we’re throwing around are wonderfully crazy.
COMMS: Inbox 59.
LISTENING:
READING: re-reading some Artaud for work reasons (UK) (US+)
LAST WATCHED: There was a new episode of MOONSHINERS: MASTER DISTILLER. Go ahead, judge me.