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Or I'll put it up tomorrow (today, if you see this line) if I have nothing else to say.
* My laptop will be back to its shiny self on Monday. They called late in the afternoon to tell me the part is in, so, yay. But since they probably wouldn't have gotten to it Friday anyway, they said, why don't you just keep it for the weekend and we'll do it first of next week? I happily agreed with that plan.
* Last time, I mentioned us finishing the Prime series The English, and how good it was. I didn't mention, and should have, how wonderful its soundtrack is. It's fairly standard for premium streamers to use modern-day music as the soundtrack to earlier-set period pieces. Netflix's Peaky Blinders is the first I can remember to do this; Bridgerton, which we never watched, also became famous (and even inspired a musical and a lawsuit) for the same thing. The English goes with a more Americana spin of 21st century CDs to its late 19th century tale. Mazzy Star brings us out of the second episode; while the finale ends, literally, with a cover of Paul Simon's "American Tune" by a band I know I've heard of named Crooked Still. Before that, though, is a tender track called "Long Time Traveler" (a good name for anachronistic music) by another group I think I've heard before. But I must've only seen their name in credits or articles, because I never caught the pun in their name until I heard Eleanor read it off the IMDB page for the episode: The Wailin' Jennys.
* My stop at the gym yesterday got official recognition I just saw. I knew it was a personal record for me, but imagine me, coming in first in any kind of athletic competition:
Yup, it’s taken me just over 63 years, but I’ve finally figured out how to succeed over the competition in matters of physical activities: Outlive it.
* And oh, and I just paid my car off.
Go on, make your Little Tykes jokes. But it’s been through six years, 80,000 plus miles, a couple of fender benders and an annoying tendency to set off its own panic button. And now JARVIS is all mine:)
(Buzzo, WRUR and Record Archive have been along for most of the ride.) Been a long time since we've just run out the course on a car purchase. We've traded them in, turned in the two other leased Smart cars, totaled one (Emily's), donated one (my first hybrid, given to Emily to replace the totaled one when I got this one) and sold one (her car before the totaled one). Two more years and Eleanor's hybrid will join JARVIS in payment-free nirvana.
I think that's enough to make this its own post.
ETA. No wait, there's more!
No Snowmageddon yet. Not predicted to be as bad as the one in November, but we're due for a good dumping as a lake band moves north later this morning for a few hours. We are hopefully saving the worst of it for later, when it moves back into the Southtowns and will be just in time for a nice dish of ice cold Fish. For now, though, it’s kind of pretty.
And I did an actual home repair thing this morning!
::passes smelling salts::
We have a three-station temperature sensor. The base also reads the temperature and humidity where it is located, while Eleanor placed the other three in places of extreme stragedy: her growing area in the cellar, outside on the patio, and in the garage freezer.
(The latter is a very effective way to make sure her dumb husband doesn’t leave the freezer door open.)
A few months ago, she dropped the base station, and we ordered a new set. I kept the sensors from it, though, just in case they would be important later. (You know, like the three drawers of computer and audio-visual cables we have.) Not two months later, the freezer sensor stopped transmitting. I got on the old Amazon chat thing and JoJo talked me through it.
Cleaning the battery compartment didn’t help. (Eleanor had already changed the batteries but that didn’t do anything.) But then I remembered to mention that we still had the three perfectly good sensors from the first set, which just didn’t have a base station to talk to anymore. JoJo talked me through how to sync the three sensors of choice with the new base station, and within five minutes everything was transmitting. I’ve returned them to their original locations, and while it took some time for the new readings to register, Eleanor tells me that’s not unusual. All were reading appropriate frigid temps by the time I got back from walkies. They will get back to me later so they can close out their ticket with high marks, which are definitely deserved.
Hopefully the Bills can do the same tonight at their own Highmark:)
* My laptop will be back to its shiny self on Monday. They called late in the afternoon to tell me the part is in, so, yay. But since they probably wouldn't have gotten to it Friday anyway, they said, why don't you just keep it for the weekend and we'll do it first of next week? I happily agreed with that plan.
* Last time, I mentioned us finishing the Prime series The English, and how good it was. I didn't mention, and should have, how wonderful its soundtrack is. It's fairly standard for premium streamers to use modern-day music as the soundtrack to earlier-set period pieces. Netflix's Peaky Blinders is the first I can remember to do this; Bridgerton, which we never watched, also became famous (and even inspired a musical and a lawsuit) for the same thing. The English goes with a more Americana spin of 21st century CDs to its late 19th century tale. Mazzy Star brings us out of the second episode; while the finale ends, literally, with a cover of Paul Simon's "American Tune" by a band I know I've heard of named Crooked Still. Before that, though, is a tender track called "Long Time Traveler" (a good name for anachronistic music) by another group I think I've heard before. But I must've only seen their name in credits or articles, because I never caught the pun in their name until I heard Eleanor read it off the IMDB page for the episode: The Wailin' Jennys.
* My stop at the gym yesterday got official recognition I just saw. I knew it was a personal record for me, but imagine me, coming in first in any kind of athletic competition:
Yup, it’s taken me just over 63 years, but I’ve finally figured out how to succeed over the competition in matters of physical activities: Outlive it.
* And oh, and I just paid my car off.
Go on, make your Little Tykes jokes. But it’s been through six years, 80,000 plus miles, a couple of fender benders and an annoying tendency to set off its own panic button. And now JARVIS is all mine:)
(Buzzo, WRUR and Record Archive have been along for most of the ride.) Been a long time since we've just run out the course on a car purchase. We've traded them in, turned in the two other leased Smart cars, totaled one (Emily's), donated one (my first hybrid, given to Emily to replace the totaled one when I got this one) and sold one (her car before the totaled one). Two more years and Eleanor's hybrid will join JARVIS in payment-free nirvana.
I think that's enough to make this its own post.
ETA. No wait, there's more!
No Snowmageddon yet. Not predicted to be as bad as the one in November, but we're due for a good dumping as a lake band moves north later this morning for a few hours. We are hopefully saving the worst of it for later, when it moves back into the Southtowns and will be just in time for a nice dish of ice cold Fish. For now, though, it’s kind of pretty.
And I did an actual home repair thing this morning!
::passes smelling salts::
We have a three-station temperature sensor. The base also reads the temperature and humidity where it is located, while Eleanor placed the other three in places of extreme stragedy: her growing area in the cellar, outside on the patio, and in the garage freezer.
(The latter is a very effective way to make sure her dumb husband doesn’t leave the freezer door open.)
A few months ago, she dropped the base station, and we ordered a new set. I kept the sensors from it, though, just in case they would be important later. (You know, like the three drawers of computer and audio-visual cables we have.) Not two months later, the freezer sensor stopped transmitting. I got on the old Amazon chat thing and JoJo talked me through it.
Cleaning the battery compartment didn’t help. (Eleanor had already changed the batteries but that didn’t do anything.) But then I remembered to mention that we still had the three perfectly good sensors from the first set, which just didn’t have a base station to talk to anymore. JoJo talked me through how to sync the three sensors of choice with the new base station, and within five minutes everything was transmitting. I’ve returned them to their original locations, and while it took some time for the new readings to register, Eleanor tells me that’s not unusual. All were reading appropriate frigid temps by the time I got back from walkies. They will get back to me later so they can close out their ticket with high marks, which are definitely deserved.
Hopefully the Bills can do the same tonight at their own Highmark:)