Ignoring obsolescence
A special shout out to the DJ on the radio. Not only did he mention the time, but he threw in the day of the week. A small thing, perhaps, but when you are retired and relatively housebound, such things go by quickly. I’m now good for another few days.
Seismologists have reported a strange ripple, picked up with very sensitive measuring equipment. The theory is that an underground chamber filled with magma may have collapsed. In other, unrelated news, Bitcoin values continue to decline rapidly. Too early to call this a crash, but if your wealth is kept on a piece of paper in the back section of your wallet, maybe you should consider alternatives. Again, I mention that these two news stories are unrelated. (Or are they?)
I continue to learn about emerging programming languages via Slashdot. So, what’s in a name? I ask that, because I have NO idea. I stopped paying attention back when the alphabet was all up over the letter C.
Not that this matters, but my old smart phone just took another lurch towards obsolescence. The OS is no longer supported in the Google Play Store. I know, it’s been years since I proudly took home the shiny gadget from a local boutique. And it’s also been years since I cared (though less). I don’t need a phone to call nobody, and my iPad has a much larger screen and better battery life. I guess I’ve moved on.
Meanwhile, I’m going to skip local trivia. Having a “can’t see worth sh*t day”, and it is so embarrassing when I fail to recognize those around me.
