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Rainy Day (& Lots of Stuff)
The rain is coming down outside. It's pleasant to be inside and hear he raindrops while I work through a final read of chapter 16 of the iPhone in Action book. I've got a good chunk of work that will keep be busy through the next several hours, but then I'll be happy to get started on a 4-day weekend.
(Lucy, as always, is less pleased by the rain.)
All Alone. Kimberly is out of town. She left for Florida to visit her ma yesterday morning. Based on the phone call I received, she arrived safety about fourteen and a half hours later. Ah, the efficiencies of modern travel. I remember those bad 'ole days when I could only take a direct flight to where I'm going, and I was told that arriving 30-60 minutes early for a domestic flight was fine. It's so nice that our high leader George Bush with his most respected war on those dirty terrorists living in our midst, combined with thirty years of deregulation in the airline industry have done away with those days.
In any case, I have the house to myself until Sunday. I kicked off that freedom by doing some chores last night, fortunately in advance of today's rain (though it was threatening even then).
Bike Maintenance. When I bought my bike last month, I was told to bring it in after 30 days for maintenance. Today is the 30-day mark, so I brought it in yesterday night. The staff at Missing Link was as always very helpful, but I was bemused by their lead question, which was, "Have you ridden 200 miles with it yet?"
Now, I can't think of any time in my life where I'm ever likely to have ridden 200 miles in a one-month period. Back when I worked for Chaosium, I rode 5 miles back and forth each day, which is about 25 miles a week, and thus a little more than 100 a month. When I was in High School I rode 4 miles back and forth to school each day, or about 20 miles a week, plus over to Scott and James' house a few times a week for gaming, for another 3 or 4 miles each time. At best, that's maybe 32 miles a week, or 130-140 a month. Lately, I've been doing 11 miles to Endgame each week (though only today if the rain lets up), a 10-20 mile adventure most Sundays, and some other scattered travels, such as riding to roleplaying. I can count maybe 120-150 miles since I've bought the bike, but not 200.
Who rides 200 miles a month!? (Apparently, people who buy their bikes from Missing Link.)
So I'm bringing the bike back a couple of weeks from now.
Hair Maintenance. I like always going to the same 'ole hair cutting place. That's because on occasion when I go to a new hair cutting place I get a psychotic hair cutter that I really don't want having anywhere near my neck and eyes with sharp objects. I still distinctly remember a very crazy hair cutter that I got when I had the misfortune to go to a Supercuts here in Berkeley. So, I try to stick with the same 'ole.
But last Sunday I tried to go out to my favorite place and found that it only had one stylist working ... and a line. Then I went back yesterday and found that they're now closed on Tuesdays. They've stopped being able to run credit cards in any case, which also annoyed me.
I don't think my favorite hair cutting place is long for the world. I'd guess they're trying to charge too much for their chairs, and thus are having a hard time keeping them filled. So I went to a new place to get my hair cut yesterday. It's much closer to my house anyway. And neither of the stylists who were on seemed to be crazy.
Books. I'm planning to do some reading over the break.
I was very pleased to discover, when I stopped by the comic shop yesterday, that War and Pieces, the climatic 11th volume of Fables, was out. Truth to tell, it was a little anti-climatic after the superb volume 10, but still a good read.
I have a hoard of other comics to read, borrowed from libraries through Link+. I started off on the 18-issue X-Men: The End yesterday, and was pleased to find it quite good. Anything that Chris Claremont has written in the last 20 years has been pretty hit or miss; it was nice to have a hit (so far, at least).
I was also very happy to discover that the library had a copy of Princeps' Fury in for me, the fifth Codex Alera book. I expect I'll write about the whole series when I'm done, as it's another of those recently written epic fantasies that I've been reading.
Two hours after I started this journal entry, it looks like the rain may be leveling off. It it really is done, that should make it early enough to bike tonight (safely). Meanwhile, I'm getting close to done with chapter 16.
(Lucy, as always, is less pleased by the rain.)
All Alone. Kimberly is out of town. She left for Florida to visit her ma yesterday morning. Based on the phone call I received, she arrived safety about fourteen and a half hours later. Ah, the efficiencies of modern travel. I remember those bad 'ole days when I could only take a direct flight to where I'm going, and I was told that arriving 30-60 minutes early for a domestic flight was fine. It's so nice that our high leader George Bush with his most respected war on those dirty terrorists living in our midst, combined with thirty years of deregulation in the airline industry have done away with those days.
In any case, I have the house to myself until Sunday. I kicked off that freedom by doing some chores last night, fortunately in advance of today's rain (though it was threatening even then).
Bike Maintenance. When I bought my bike last month, I was told to bring it in after 30 days for maintenance. Today is the 30-day mark, so I brought it in yesterday night. The staff at Missing Link was as always very helpful, but I was bemused by their lead question, which was, "Have you ridden 200 miles with it yet?"
Now, I can't think of any time in my life where I'm ever likely to have ridden 200 miles in a one-month period. Back when I worked for Chaosium, I rode 5 miles back and forth each day, which is about 25 miles a week, and thus a little more than 100 a month. When I was in High School I rode 4 miles back and forth to school each day, or about 20 miles a week, plus over to Scott and James' house a few times a week for gaming, for another 3 or 4 miles each time. At best, that's maybe 32 miles a week, or 130-140 a month. Lately, I've been doing 11 miles to Endgame each week (though only today if the rain lets up), a 10-20 mile adventure most Sundays, and some other scattered travels, such as riding to roleplaying. I can count maybe 120-150 miles since I've bought the bike, but not 200.
Who rides 200 miles a month!? (Apparently, people who buy their bikes from Missing Link.)
So I'm bringing the bike back a couple of weeks from now.
Hair Maintenance. I like always going to the same 'ole hair cutting place. That's because on occasion when I go to a new hair cutting place I get a psychotic hair cutter that I really don't want having anywhere near my neck and eyes with sharp objects. I still distinctly remember a very crazy hair cutter that I got when I had the misfortune to go to a Supercuts here in Berkeley. So, I try to stick with the same 'ole.
But last Sunday I tried to go out to my favorite place and found that it only had one stylist working ... and a line. Then I went back yesterday and found that they're now closed on Tuesdays. They've stopped being able to run credit cards in any case, which also annoyed me.
I don't think my favorite hair cutting place is long for the world. I'd guess they're trying to charge too much for their chairs, and thus are having a hard time keeping them filled. So I went to a new place to get my hair cut yesterday. It's much closer to my house anyway. And neither of the stylists who were on seemed to be crazy.
Books. I'm planning to do some reading over the break.
I was very pleased to discover, when I stopped by the comic shop yesterday, that War and Pieces, the climatic 11th volume of Fables, was out. Truth to tell, it was a little anti-climatic after the superb volume 10, but still a good read.
I have a hoard of other comics to read, borrowed from libraries through Link+. I started off on the 18-issue X-Men: The End yesterday, and was pleased to find it quite good. Anything that Chris Claremont has written in the last 20 years has been pretty hit or miss; it was nice to have a hit (so far, at least).
I was also very happy to discover that the library had a copy of Princeps' Fury in for me, the fifth Codex Alera book. I expect I'll write about the whole series when I'm done, as it's another of those recently written epic fantasies that I've been reading.
Two hours after I started this journal entry, it looks like the rain may be leveling off. It it really is done, that should make it early enough to bike tonight (safely). Meanwhile, I'm getting close to done with chapter 16.
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