11th
May
2022
Sometimes, all I need is a push. Or a pull. The arrival of a harrow in the field below here reminded me that the seasons have changed. And so, without further reflection, I decided to start the “dewinterization” process on the RV. Familiar, enough that once I started, I didn’t stop. Check the main tank, and then add water to the overflow line. Tighten the drain plug on the hot water system, and turn the other valve that allows water to go in. Reset the various drainange stopcogks. (some that I’ve never actually seen). That was trickly to explain to herself, who assumed tha everything I do is written for others to follow. Finally, start the pump and try the faucets. All good. I did say that this was familiar territory. We’ll not leave town, just yet, but I’m out of excuses.
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10th
May
2022
I continue to fixate on the change of seasons. Call me a dreamer, but I do want to prepare the RV for any movement. That involves getting the various subsystems ready for human occupants.The process is a familiar one. I’ve played the game, year after year. Took notes, because that’s what my time in tech taugunt me. But, this year, things are different. Suddenly, I cannot rely on visual cues.
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9th
May
2022
I’ve figured out a new way to explain my life, in its current iteration. I have become “like the lawn tractor, in the garage”.
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8th
May
2022
Here we are, in early May. The kind of Sunday when students convocate, pets lay in the sun (if they haven’t escaped protective custody). Calls home to family. All of the above. And with that, certain questions that are vexing.
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7th
May
2022
Supper, this evening, is a small enigma. Not because I didn’t enjoy it; I did. Cleaned the plate right off. I’t mare of an identify question. What did I eat? Depends on who you ask.
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6th
May
2022
Call it the long game; I am living with two iPads, and today the (newer) big one got its skin (screen protector). Now I can slowly transition my habits. Remember, long game. I’m under no pressure to go new, other than the common sense of a better screen. I’ll get there.
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5th
May
2022
I have a new game, for 2022. It’s called “Mystery Controls”.
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4th
May
2022
I try. I really do. I know that “the news” is important, even when I can’t seem to find any. We did have some sort of alert peacon on phones (I don’t actually use a cellphone, but). Noise that I was subliminally aware would happen at a given hour. That out of the way, I continued to search for content with content. The only story of note is that Season 3 of the Derry Girls has launched. Not here, over in the UK and Ireland. We won’t have access for many weeks (thanks for nothing, Netflix). There might be a “workaround”, so I’ll work around that possibility.
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3rd
May
2022
Our neighbours (to the south) are a fascinating group. Fascinathing history, fascinating customs, fascinating laws In fact, the citizens then to be very (loud and) proud of their laws. A common practice is to pass a law, brag about the wisom (sanctity!!) of a given law, and then to spend a fortune trying to repeal a statute. Part of the wonder of a nation that is so divided unto itself.
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2nd
May
2022
In a central location, near the kitchen, we have a clock. Mechanical. Old school. And “it” proudly announces the progression of the hours with a really fake bird voice. Not even a close approximation. My only salvation is that it uses a twelve hour sequence. Imagine if I had to accept precision, with a twenty-four hour series. Many birds have died for less egregious actions. I think there’s another clock, in a box in the garage. We had retired it, because of an accumulation of grime inside. I could have “dueling cuckoos”.
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