Music: vinyl
2021-06-04 01:15 pmI must be getting old: I just ran across an article in Wired with the title "New to Vinyl Records? Here’s What You Need to Know".
Didn't notice any hill, though.
I must be getting old: I just ran across an article in Wired with the title "New to Vinyl Records? Here’s What You Need to Know".
Didn't notice any hill, though.
I must be getting old. {No, Dad, you've gotten old. Get used to it.}
Wednesday I left my bifocals at work and wore the computer glasses home. The prescriptions are close enough that I didn't notice until I went looking in my bag for the computer glasses. And yesterday I forgot both my usual bill-paying session, and my Thankful Thursday post. I haven't done a Songs for Saturday in weeks.
So much for momentum.
Nevertheless, I've been sleeping better, taking care of myself more or less, and getting quite a lot done at work. We went out to lunch Wednesday to mark the end of R and P's contracts; a tasty Indian place called Tandoori Oven. It seems to be a Bay Area local chain. Tasty and inexpensive. I still like buffets, though.
And R finally "got" what I was trying to explain to him yesterday about PTYs, with the result that everything is now working. Go us!
I also started work on thinning Plink's neck a little. I'm trying to get it down closer to where my other guitars are, to make the thumb barre on D and F a little easier. I think I'm about halfway there, mostly using a scraper.
Back to forgetting. I spent almost all of yesterday evening out in the living room with Colleen; it's possible that I was distracted by her food porn TV, and perhaps just by being away from my familiar desktop. It's definitely easier to work on the large screen, and I'm more likely to pay bills when I can actually reach out and touch them.
Some links, including fan "mail" for Wheelin' in comments to ysabetwordsmith's "Hard Things" post. Yay!!
( raw notes )My walk yesterday was interrupted by finding a garage sale across the street with a lovely red tablecloth and a set of wire baskets for $1 each. It was interrupted again by a blood-sugar crash -- apparently what I'd had for breakfast wasn't quite enough. Ended up nibbling all afternoon. The Rose Garden was pretty, though.
I made fajitas for dinner. Easy except for juicing the key limes.
Played a game of scrabble with Colleen and the YD (who suggested it). Fun; we haven't done that in a while. Colleen and the YD played another while I went back to the office and played with Google Chrome. I miss a few features from Firefox, but the speed boost and tiny resource footprint are worth it most of the time. I'll switch back to FF when I need printing or flash, which appear to be missing in the Linux port at the moment.
Spent a lot of time puttering and decluttering. Made good progress, too, though I'm feeling a little guilty about not doing $work.
You know you're a caregiver when a normal-looking turd in a bucket is a welcome sight.
You know you're getting old when you start collecting pill bottles for storage instead of baby-food jars.
I just dropped my younger daughter off at her junior prom. Since her boyfriend is non-local, she's taking her best female friend. They make a gorgeous couple.
Prom dresses have changed a lot since I was that age.
I'm not that old, damnit. Never mind that some people my age have grandkids. I don't want to hear it.