Content with my weekend
Partly need, partly perception. As my four day weekend winds down, I’m content. I’m ready to return to my daytime role tomorrow, without stress. An unexpected reprieve from the treadmill.
A few things changed. A new dog to distract us. Another auction win, with another lens for that shelved hobby. A family meal. All without incident. I’ve had a chance to watch some good movies, read some good literature, eat some good chocolate. There’s little chance of a return to winter. A respite from routine. By this time tomorrow, I might be remorseful, but for now I’m at ease with the world. Shades of Desiderata.
On to other things. A recent study points out that owners of hybrid cars are unlikely to repeat the experience. We contemplated adding “greener” to our lives, but a quick exercise in TCO and we decided to stay with the ordinary auto (albeit smaller). Electric isn’t here, yet… I heard my first Volt (my only one) last week, and I haven’t spotted one of the fancy plug stations yet. Imagine the chagrin of knocking at the proverbial farmer’s door, asking if you can run your extension cord across the front forty. That’s where things are at, right now.
Another story details the (inevitable) hackability of the next generation of smart meters for the electrical distribution system. The example was simple. If you are larcenous by nature, would you drop thirty thousand for some solar panels, or three hundred for a “reprogramming” of the system used to define your energy debt? For the sake of the economy, I hope the meters get smarter, faster.
