Wintering

Happy Sunday, life is meaningless. But not just yours, everyone's!

The End of Everything

The Platinum is in Another Castle

Hygge

Pandemic musings while waiting for an oil change. And tire rotation. Oh and the inspection, don’t forget that.

Annual maintenance

Adding search to a static site

A post on a Sunday about the past week that is definitely not a weeknotes post.

A Sunday Post that is not a Weeknotes Post

Last weeknotes of the year. Andrea and I were reflecting on something the other day, and we realized how hard it is to separate 2020 from 2021. There were some big, obvious, very good differences between the years but in terms of how things got filed away mentally they didn’t get their own boxes. For me 2020 continued until April / May, when Lorelei went to in-person school, I started a new job, and the adults started getting vaccines.

One good thing though, I can actually look back here and figure out what happened when!

Another improvement was that most stores got rid of those one-way anti-covid arrows on the floor. Remember those, from 2020? You’d be halfway down a supermarket aisle, and you’d realize that you’d gone past the Cheez-Its but you couldn’t turn around and go back because you’d be going AGAINST THE ARROWS, which meant YOU WOULD GET COVID.

[^1]: I don’t think I did, anyway. Making a view of the site that’s calendar is on my todo list. I made the calendar for the 

Looking back on 2021. Also I guess Christmas happened.

Weeknotes for the week ending December 26, 2021

My father has a few rhymes that he breaks out whenever relevant, and one is a common weather forecasting one:

Red sky at morning, sailors take warning.

The sky was throwing some moods this week, but storms, at least for us landlubbers, didn’t develop in a meaningful way.

What I do love about that little rhyme though is that it’s thousands of years old, and it’s 

 that it’s been worth repeating all of those thousands of years.

This has been an uneventful week. Ideally this next one is too, and the one after that… super uneventful. If humans could hibernate, I would. We’re also all trying to lay somewhat low, we are going to see my parents next week and I’d rather not deliver a package of germs for Christmas.

However I recently read that Geek Therapy, a non-profit advocating the use of video games for wellness, promote using world-building games such as Minecraft, Roblox, Animal Crossing, and Fortnite to help people deal with mental health issues.

…creative Fortnite, I assume. The “rooty tooty let’s go shooty” version of Fornite 

[^1]: If Little Library is (TM) then Small Book Shelter.

Weeknotes for the week ending December 19, 2021

I was in the office two days this week. I took the train in both days, it was a ~50% as crowded as I remembered it from the pre-pandemic times. It was comfortably crowded, if you can call it that.

I missed the city. It’s not like we live in the farmlands but both days I walked from North Station to just past South, through the heart of downtown Boston, past historical landmarks from the early days of America and skyscrapers not yet a decade old. It is also mind-blowing to take that particular walk, because while I’m not native to Massachusetts I’ve lived here long enough to remember when it was just the noise and exhaust from 93 overhead.

. I like our local place more but it was good and I’m very glad for whoever thought to build the Boston Public Market.

Got my third Pfizer shot this week. That’s… as exciting as it was. Got a really great nap in later in the day.

I do like my Apple Watch but lately it’s been… finicky. This was from a bike ride today.

I made it almost two miles without increasing my heart rate at all, and then teleported almost two miles later.

None of us are comfortable until we are all comfortable.

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