Kegging as a health risk
A second computer has gone into nowhere land. Blame it on “Wonky Windows”. More than likely, the ingestion of some “pushed” update means that the machine boots, complains, reboots and we start all over again. Hardly a productive state. I’m tired of reading diagnostic hints; yes, switching to Linux might be worth some analysis, but right now getting data onto an external store is a priority.
Talking to one of the kids, who has just completed a Gaspe vaycay. I asked about the choice of their specific destination, and it came down to the peninsula being full house. Almost wonderful for the owners of motels and restaurants, except for the reduced numbers permitted by health services. I guess some beats none, when you’re trying to earn a living. Dogs are not welcome, because it could spook the salmon, I learned.
In one of those unusual weather moments, two hurricanes have made landfall in a very small area (near the Gulf of Mexico). The season is far from over. Up here, we’ve had nothing, yet. A bit of rain would go well (spare us the wind).
Schools and colleges around the world are preparing for the fall semester, and some have already tasted the bitter beer of coronavirus. On one campus (UND, in case you have the sweatshirt), students returned to campus, started things off with a keg and managed to infect 408, so far, according to an online “dashboard”. Impressive score for less than three weeks, with an educated clientele. From what I’ve read, classes will move to an online mode (shades of U Phoenix).
