Friday, September 26, 2025

Hey there What the Fuckers, What the Fuck Buddies, What the Fuckeneers, it's me Joe Humphrey. Listen... are we good?

Just kidding. I mean, it's me, but I'm not actually ripping off Marc Maron. It's a joke, okay?!

It's almost 2 am, and I've been awake since midnight. We get our keys to the new apartment tomorrow morning. Or this morning, I guess, in a few hours.

I'm beyond excited! We both are. It's almost twice the size of our current place, and it's gorgeous, located on a hobby farm that's not so far out in the boonies that I feel isolated, yet removed enough to be peaceful. There are goats and chickens, and a view of the ocean from our living room window.

Like, this is from our driveway. I'm amazed at how lucky we were to find this place. That's why it's been a minute since my last post. We've been super busy getting ready, and I haven't been really doing much else.

However, I did get a chance to work on my next book after my current WIP. It's based on a short story I wrote called TS13, about a popstar who's also a vampire. As you can imagine, the identity of the pop star I based this character on was not meant to be subtle at all. In writing my new version of the story in a longer format for actual publication, I will have to bury the foundation of the person I based this on in conflicting details, so it's not quite as obvious. I'm not looking to get sued, but I do have a pretty clear idea in my head of who this character is, outside of their inspiration, and it's different enough that I'm not worried about it.

THAT said, it's also a lot of fun. A pop star that's a monster is kind of an interesting thing to write about. For me, at least. I think it could be really cool.

The story (so far) is called Scout's Arrival, and it's about a singer/songwriter in the middle of her meteoric rise to success, as she navigates being a vampire in the public eye. It's sort of a sequel to my other books, but only insofar as it takes place in the same world and features vampires. However, it doesn't involve any of the same characters or circumstances. I suppose it's part of the broader literary Joe-niverse, but it's definitely its own story.

Survivor 49 started this week and we're caught up. It's already feeling like kind of a dud, to be honest. I usually feel this way at the beginning of a season of US Survivor, because I don't know who anyone is, and it's hard to follow anyone in particular because there are so many people. It does a good job of dividing the contestants up into three camps, so the groups are more managable, but we're one episode in, and there's only really three or four people I specifically remember, and one only because he's a Canadian correctional officer, which is like, pretty much the shittiest job a person can have. Going on TV and labeling yourself a prison guard is a good way to get everyone to not like you. Because who likes a friggin screw?

I do call prison guards "screws" because I saw Waylon Jennings casually call one that in an interview, and even though I'd heard it before, it just sounded like a real low-life thing to be, so that stuck with me. It really is too. I've met a couple of correctional officers in my time, and I wouldn't want to spend more time with any of them. No offence if you're a screw, but yeah, no thank you.

Since people are getting fired and worse for not properly mourning Charlie Kirk, and I work for myself, I thought it would be a good time, for the record, to say exactly how I feel about things.

First of all, trans rights are not only human rights, but essential human rights. The right not to have to live a lie. The right to exist comfortably in your own skin. The right to not be persecuted for how you express your gender, because it really, really shouldn't matter how someone else does. I'm far more concerned about a kid's ability to exist without feeling like they want to die (or, for that matter, be shot by an incel with an AR15) than I am about a narrow minded parent's inability to have a conversation with their janky kids about trans people or gay people or any other person just trying to live their lives in the general vecinity or on TV or just trying to exist at all.

So with that said, I'm going to, for the sake of clarity, say that I'm not sad that Charlie Kirk was killed. I saw his neck explode in that video and knew I was watching him die, and I felt not a single thing but relief, because he was a force of evil in this world. He made it his singular mission in life to terrorize, demonize, insult, and marginalize black people, gay people, women, immigrants, disabled people, and anyone who didn't fit into his standard of what a "real American" was, and he encouraged others to do the same. So fuck him, and fuck anyone who is posting about how sad they are that a father and a Christian and a husband was murdered, because people are trying to turn him into the MLK of peices of shit, and I'm not gonna watch that happen silently.

With that out of the way, I have to find time in the middle of the move to see One Battle After Another, the new PTA movie. I hope I can see it in IMAX before friggin Avatar comes in and occupies the IMAX theater for a few weeks. James Cameron is possibly one of the most annoying things to happen to cinema in my lifetime.

OKAY

THAT'S IT.

OKAY? BYE!