"Yeah, well, you know, that's just like, uh, your opinion, man."

Cave on Colbert

06:40 Wednesday, 14 August 2024
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Well worth your time.

We watched Downsizing the night before last. I loved the movie very much. I need to watch it again, because there's a scene I want to recall more clearly, having to do with Ngoc Lan Tran's experience in the TV box, and all the other losses she experienced.

That came to mind listening toward the latter part of this interview.

All personal transformation is a form of loss. It's unsurprising to me now, that loss can prompt it. Initiate it. That hasn't been clear to me before.

"There are no coincidences."

Nick's Red Hand Files, and the letter selected for this interview, also reminded me of the thing Kottke posted almost a month ago.

The letter from E.B. White.

I have some quibbles, or questions maybe, about the value of hope versus faith. Later, maybe.

Things looked very grim a month ago. From E.B. White's letter:

Sailors have an expression about the weather: they say, the weather is a great bluffer. I guess the same is true of our human society — things can look dark, then a break shows in the clouds, and all is changed, sometimes rather suddenly.

Colbert quotes Cohen from Suzanne:

He said all men will be sailors then, until the sea shall free them

"There are no coincidences."

It speaks to us, if we pay attention.

Sometimes, you can feel it.

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Data

07:48 Wednesday, 14 August 2024
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Walked sans sticks this a.m. No pack. Out before 0500, encountered one walker, one bicyclist and two or three cars. Not bad.

Jupiter and Mars were very close together. Left the E-M1 Mk3 outside on the pavers behind a column to warm up while I was walking because the dew point was above the temperature outside. Update: Er, inside I mean. The camera was at 75°F, and the dew point was at 78°F, so fog-city on the glass. (Also, avoid zooming a zoom lens until it's at ambient temperature. No need to suck saturated air into the lens.)

It was 80°F, 94% humidity. "Feels like" 88°F.

But I swung my arms and sweated. 16'48" pace. Couple of mosquito bites.

Got home and tried to use the camera to snap Jupiter and Mars. Too tired, sweaty and hot to be patient. Mental snapshot will have to do.

The Fluke IR thermometer was still on my desk. Out of curiosity, I went out and checked the road. 90°F surface temperature a little before 0600.

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Sunflower

07:05 Friday, 14 August 2026

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Yellow and orange sunflower blossom.

USPS let me down yesterday. No MegaFlash in the mailbox. Should arrive today.

Haven't heard anything more about the GLP-1 prescription, nor the results of the sleep test. I suppose I should check in with them.

Took along the E-PM1 again this morning. I noticed yesterday in On This Day... that it was a year ago I had the same sort of yen for the Pen. Weird. It'll probably go back in the drawer again soon, probably when I start feeling like I need to be carrying a long zoom.

Mitzi and I went to a presentation by the Schuyler County Historical Society at the Watkins Glen Welcome Center. The Schuyler County Museum is over in Montour Falls, but it's still undergoing renovations and about a month behind schedule. They should reopen next month.

Two of the three brief talks presented discussed the Haudenosaunee people, and their experience during the Revolutionary War. There's going to be a book discussion group about the Sullivan Campaign that I think I want to participate in join. ("Never end a sentence in a preposition." Mrs. Perretta.) That was a military campaign ordered by George Washington as president to drive the indigenous people from their lands and villages after the war.

There's a lot of history that I don't know around here. For instance, Massachusetts claimed a lot of what is now New York State. There was some dispute that was ultimately settled in Massachusetts' favor, and apparently they just sold it all off to land speculators and it was ultimately incorporated into New York anyway. Apparently Connecticut claimed a piece around here too.

The latest struggle in the new house is choosing a front door. Why should a front door cost more than $10,000? Yet, they do. No wonder we have a housing and affordability crisis.

And the documentation for the rough opening size is sometimes conflicting. Brad built the bucks for the three-panel sliding door and the front door yesterday, but he's going to rebuild the front door buck to make it a fraction of an inch wider because of the aforementioned conflicting information.

Plus, it gives Mitzi a chance to find a cheaper door.

As for me, I'd just like to get this HVAC thing resolved, or get on the GLP-1, so I can feel like I'm making progress on something, instead of just marking time here.

Max the Electrician gets back from vacation next week, so hopefully we can get on his schedule so we can get the power line going, so we can get the water line buried, so we can backfill the excavation.

But the beat goes on, even if it's just marking time.

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