1. It’s been grey and foggy and cold here the last few days, and it can stay that way for the rest of eternity as far as I’m concerned. It’s good tea weather, and I’ve got a room full of books both unread and worth rereading. If I stay in my little cocoon, perhaps reality will agree to stay out of my little cocoon. It never works like that, though, so I will enjoy the autumn chill while I can.
2. Never blog about your workplace, no matter how much you have to say. Nothing good can come of it.
3. Something is raiding our chickens and stealing all of our eggs, which I find unacceptable. It might be rats – the rat poison I set out has been eaten away completely twice now, though I see no signs of the raids slowing down so far. It might be possums – though there isn’t a gap in the pen big enough for a possum, really. Rats can get in through anything, but possums require some space. Might be something else. At least whatever it is has left the chickens themselves alone, so far.
4. I spent most of yesterday morning replacing the under-cabinet radio in our kitchen. This really should have been a half-hour job but I managed to turn it into a much longer task, mostly because I couldn’t quite get the holes I was drilling in the cabinet to line up with the pre-existing holes in the radio. I am kind of hoping that I don’t have to replace this one anytime soon, as it is entirely possible that the bottom of the cabinet would collapse in a pile of sawdust if I did. As it is, our dishes have more than adequate air flow.
5. One of the few television shows that I make time to watch these days is Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency, which is now in its second season and still has yet to make any actual contact with Douglas Adams’ original books beyond the name of the title character, though it is a fun series nonetheless. In this week’s episode, we find out that the name of one character’s dog is “Agrajag,” and I’m probably the only person in a two-county radius who would find that funny but I appreciated the shout-out.
6. We dragged out Kim’s old computer the other day – not the previous one but the one before that (of course we still have it, don’t be silly) – and fired it up solely to see if we could find some of the old games on it. And yes, there they were! So now our living room has been filled with the sounds of Saqqarah, which had a joyously campy sort of narration that followed you as you went about your business. It makes the house seem more festive.
7. It is amazing how quickly your life can get more complicated, even when those complications are objectively good things. No doubt there will be more bloggage about those things as they come up, though for now they are all prospective.
8. I need to get my eyes checked. It has now become more comfortable to read books and use computers without them than with them, and my guess is that is not how that is supposed to work. Perhaps next year, when all the insurance resets. Yes, even when you have insurance you have to play those games in modern America.
9. Maybe half of the calls we receive on our collective phones, cellular or other, are spam, though I’ve learned to filter most of it out. Most of the email I get is spam, though much of it gets filtered out by various automatic processes. The vast majority of the hits registered by Blogger for this blog are actually referral spam, so I have no idea how many people actually read anything I write anymore. I have been dragged unwilling into the world of texting, and – surprise! – much of it is spam. Far too much of my Facebook feed is Zuckerberg Spam, made up of the things Facebook wants me to see rather than the things I wish to see. You know, this is why we can’t have nice things.
10. I know it’s autumn because the little “Check Engine” light in my car has come on. I check, and the engine is right there where it should be. This is a game we play when the temperature is between 20F and 40F.