Who knew? [random]

Apr. 28th, 2026 04:42 pm
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Most of today has been devoted to proctoring a lab practical exam, which is rather tedious but necessary. So while I sit around, I've been working on tackling a handful of orders for miscellaneous items. For instance, I noticed some of the tape supplies at the boathouse have been running low, so I searched around for some duct tape on McMaster-Carr's website.

And lo, that's how I learned that Nuclear-Grade Duct Tape is a Thing that Exists:

https://www.mcmaster.com/products/duct-tape/nuclear-grade-duct-tape~~/

It makes sense, yes, but STILL. Nuclear-Grade Duct Tape.

I mean, it's almost tempting to buy some just so I can periodically say, "Do I need to pull out the Nuclear-Grade Duct Tape for that??"

Bicycling news [bicycling]

Apr. 27th, 2026 05:48 pm
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1. The spokes on Frodo's rear wheel almost reached the point of being dangerously loose. I'm going to have to spend some quality time with the truing stand now, sigh. At least I caught it in time? Maybe?

2. I tried riding Princess TinyBike to the Empire State Museum this past Saturday, but the dyno hub is making some really horrible shrieking noises that make me think some saltwater managed to work its way into the exceptionally well-sealed cartridge bearings, sigh. You might be amazed/horrified by how far the saltwater from winter riding can work itself into things. It's really bad, really.

3. Today during Bicycling class (~10 students total):
-Bent gear in the middle of a cassette (??!!)
-Pedal fell off - no idea how that worked loose, it re-threaded back on just fine, at least (whew, not stripped).
-A second bike whereupon the rear wheel ate the derailleur, like it does.

...I definitely need to come up with a fundraising/funding scheme for general management of the Bicycling fleet. Also, the helmet-wearing resistance of this cohort is obnoxiously bad.
Was sunny and warm better than last Monday's snow flurries? Or just different?

4. Planning for a Bike Valet at Albany's annual Tulip Fest is well underway. I hope some other people sign up to help run the valet with me? I need to ply people with food and drinks, but not alcohol, at least not directly at the event itself.
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I'm still here. The antiseizure medicine crosstaper has been wreaking havoc on my energy levels, so I haven't been able to do as much as anything as I would like, which including posting and reading here, but the dream I had last night was so strange I wanted to be sure to tell you all about it:

I dreamed I had enlisted in the Japanese Navy. I was going to be serving on a submarine. I was going to be. . . *drumroll please*. . . a cake decorator!

Unfortunately, I woke up before I got to see how myself in action, but I'd like to take a moment to thank my recruiting officer, Bonnie, for believing in me and convincing me to sign up.

Also, oddly, in my dream the Japanese Navy didn't have boot camp or anything like it. You signed the forms with your recruiting officer, you walked down the hall to a place that looked like a cafeteria, where you were handed a paper bag containing your uniforms and sundries, and then you walked through a door and down a ramp onto the ship. Apparently everything after that was on-the-job training.

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I opened up my lunchbox to eat my lunch, and discovered that I'd forgotten to eat my breakfast.

That DOES help to explain why I felt a bit off-kilter during lecture this morning.

Right now it seems like there are a lot of people trying to invent extra problems that definitely do not need to be solved by me in the next 10 minutes, but nonetheless sharing them with me anyway. Unless it's the birth of a baby or a heart attack, I'm telling people that the thing would be totally great to bring up at one of the multiple preordained times for discussing such things.

I am not sure that my delivery of this message includes the appropriate bedside manner, perhaps due to the lack of sufficient calories arriving to my prefrontal cortex.

Exponentile report

Apr. 26th, 2026 09:05 pm
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I'm still playing Exponentile and I want to drop in a note that I got up to 106,840 this time. A while ago I got up to 161,724, and I don't think I'll ever get past that again.

I'm getting better at stopping when I want rather than getting completely hijacked by it. For a while it made my right elbow hurt, which was an inducement to stop playing, or at least play less. Lately my left elbow has been hurting, but I think that has more to do with weight-lifting, or maybe leaning on the arm of my chair while I'm typing. I'm hoping it gets better without having to take a break from weight-lifting entirely.
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The old couple who owned this house for decades planted flowers everywhere. Those are their snowdrops that come up first thing in spring. (pictured earlier this year)

They also planted grape hyacinths through the lawn:

Late April garden sights

The hyacinths last up until the guy hired by the landlord comes by and starts the annual lawnmowing.

Useless Rhubarb update:
Late April garden sights

I have two varieties of tulips:
Late April garden sights

Some are Teeny Tiny Tulips, you can see a teeny tiny white flower from one of them in the above photo.

I don't think I'm going to get many flowers from the larger tulips this year. Plus, the bunny rabbits do love to snip off the flowers. If I had bunny rabbit teeth, I'd probably enjoy snipping off the tulip flowers, too. I don't know what kind of soil amendments the tulips like.

Next to the Teeny Tiny Tulips are some blooming violets. The side yard lawn has a number of violets embedded in it, too.

The violets all made me think about the Creme de Violette liqueur I obtained several years ago, so I also mixed up an Aviation cocktail for myself this afternoon.

Gin is strong, and I think that's why I wound up spilling chopped garlic all over the kitchen floor while cooking today's soup. On the other hand, cooking while tipsy is pleasant.
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This morning I was disappointed to learn that the word SHART is not in the Scrabble Dictionary. In case you wondered.

I still managed to win the weekly Scrabble game, so I wasn't that disappointed.

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When I was cleaning out the freezer the other day, I noticed that there was a bag of frozen strawberries in there, dating back to 2022. Also a bag of frozen rhubarb.

So there is now some strawberry-rhubarb cobbler.

I also made a batch of tomato-lentil soup, and more cherry-almond scones, to serve as breakfasts for the week.

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The middle of the day got allocated to a trip to the hardware store in Troy, followed by more boat work. Because I am substitute coaching tomorrow morning, I tried to keep a brisk pace for the ride.

I need to figure out where I can buy some peel ply, that stuff looks super useful for my life. Just saying.

Most of my spray paint work was fine, except for one section where I applied too much at once, and caused drips. But I have time, because we haven't yet ordered the replacement skeg for the boat. It's going to be one of those projects that gets worked on for 5 minutes here, 5 minutes there. Lots and lots of sanding. Good thing I'm good at sanding by now!

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I let the cats have some supervised catio time this afternoon, because the weather was so nice. George, of course, LOVED it, and now that the cats are back inside they've been crying and crying to go out again.

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Time to go eat some of that cobbler, then maybe have a quiet evening. Ha.
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I thought I had signed up to go rowing this morning, but then I had one of those mornings where I had insomnia through the night up until the hour before the alarm went off. When I went to check what the consequences would be of dropping out, I discovered I hadn't signed up after all! Whew, off the hook!

But was I able to fall asleep again after that? No, of course not.

So I got up to start working on the hundred things that were on my mind waking me up all night. Namely, dealing with all sorts of Stuff and Things and Projects.

In that regard, I did a bunch of work rearranging various bits of rowing stuff. Well, to begin with, I finally ordered and received another batch of rare earth magnets, so I could finish the project of gluing magnets onto rowing trophy plaques, as seen here, with George for scale (and for aesthetic reasons, naturally):

George and the magnets

The plaques got loaded into the pictured yellow-lidded storage bin, carted over to the boathouse, and installed. I'm so DONE with the plaques that I didn't even take an updated photo of the trophy wall.

more on the boathouse adventures... )
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I have done my laundry a day earlier than usual because I'm about to pack for surgery. There's a stack of paper on my dining table including the Sculptor's instructions, my packing list, and my boarding pass. Yes, I'm that Xer.

I should perhaps clarify that I leave for San Francisco in less than 24 hours. My pre-op appointment is Monday, and my surgery is Tuesday morning.

Even if this trip weren't in the service of something I've wanted desperately for decades, it's definitely time for me to get out of Dodge. Work has been a frustrating grind lately, and it's been nearly eight months since I got back from New York.

In between laundry loads I bopped over to my favorite coffee joint for a mocha. I looked longingly at their baked goods, which are pretty great even if you haven't been denied carbs for two weeks. As soon as the Sculptor says it's OK I'm so having ramen and sake. I wonder if I can persuade Tacoma Girl to join me.

The weather here in Seattle has been glorious. Playing in my head on the way around Green lake on my bike this morning was "Dance: Ten; Looks: Three" from A Chorus Line.

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Apr. 23rd, 2026 04:13 pm
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Earlier today I got a birthday notification from Facebook for someone from the theater group who moved away a bunch of years ago and died fairly unexpectedly from complications of the pancreatic cancer it had seemed she had bested.

I wrote a birthday message including that Facebook tells me you would have been 44 today and I hope you're somehow aware of all the elegies folk have written in your honor.

I lost count of how many people said something along the lines of she was one of the best people they knew.

There were, as there always are, some basic happy birthdays and I did drop the obituary on one but didn't spend the time to do a lot more.

A couple hours later I got a call from someone who had discovered via birthday greetings or rather birthday 'wish you were still here' on a good friends profile that the reason he hadn't been able to reach her the last several days as she was moving out of a home with her ex-partner was that her ex had killed her then himself this past Saturday.

What ties these together is of course Facebook's birthday system.


I'm thinking a lot about how the most dangerous time for a woman in an abusive relationship is attempting to leave it. I'm thinking a lot about how no I don't really know how someone several states away could have done anything to help prevent that. I'm thinking a lot about how preventing felons from having firearms did not work in this case. Thinking a lot about how I can't really think of how she could have been better protected other than possibly only being in the ex's presence with escort. But for all I know perhaps she thought it was amicable. I did not know her.

I know a couple of other people in her city but I have no idea what sorts of things random strangers can do to help at this point. Although there were kids in their twenties.


Speaking of birthdays, I had been sort of thinking of trying to have a birthday picnic like object at DCLX like I have in other years. But the weekend is so very full. I have someone who would very much like some help from me out toward Dulles at some point on Sunday but I will have been so non-stop tomorrow and Saturday.. and somehow, I haven't even been through all of the messages on Facebook.


Did I mention it ended up being a really good birthday weekend after all? How has there already been so long? 10 days past.

Argh I had a whole lot of phone calls that I was going to try and manage today.

dental adventures in the suburbs

Apr. 23rd, 2026 11:59 am
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Woke up at 0300 yesterday. Left for the dentist in the rain at 0830. Ordinarily I wouldn't post about getting my teeth cleaned, but this time it was a big deal: I got the letter saying that they'd done it, they didn't find any infections, and I'm OK for surgery. You bet your booty I photographed the letter in my dentist's office and emailed it thence.

Stopped at the new Kirkland PCC on the way home for low-carb lunch. It was quiet and laid out oddly, but they did have all the hippie goodies you'd expect from PCC, with plenty of space. I credit PCC Kirkland for helping raise my teenage son.

The Sculptor's office confirmed later yesterday that all is copacetic. I was so wiped out from getting up at 0300 that I forgot that the Wendling was getting me poké, so I ended up having two dinners and then went to bed around 1900. For eleven hours.

Yay, surgery preliminaries are over, but I won't really believe it's happening until they wheel me in and knock me out. Christ on a pogo stick!
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About a year ago, a Portland friend who was in town said she had a ticket for a singing meditation event at Spirit Rock the next day, and she could pick me up on the way if I wanted to go too. Sure, why not! So I bought my own ticket, and we got there early and had a picnic lunch and walked around the gorgeous grounds in hilly rural Marin until it was time to go into the hall.

We opted for chairs rather than meditation cushions, and I'm glad because it was a couple of hours long. I had no idea what to expect, but I thought it would include periods of silent meditation. I think we had one ten minute period of meditation, but Melanie DeMore came out singing in her rich deep gorgeous voice, and mostly sang spirituals (surviaval songs) and told us stories about her interactions with other famous singers like Pete Seeger, and explained that Kumbaya was actually "Come by me," a prayer from enslaved people. She called us her babies. I wept into my mask through a lot of it, at the realness and the kindness in that voice surrounding us.

Here you can see and hear her lead a couple of songs at a concert in 2014



In February, a friend said she was going to see Linda Tillery in a few days in Berkeley, did I want to get a ticket and go too. Sure, why not! Linda Tillery is a legendary Black singer from San Francisco, and she had gathered together many members of her Cultural Heritage Choir for a Black History Month reunion. She is a force and a voice to be reckoned with, even with health issues that led to using a wheelchair for the concert.

To my delight, Melanie DeMore was there as a past member of the Cultural Heritage Choir. The musicians took turns leading songs, each more skilled than the next, and she led some Gullah Stick Pounding, with powerful rhythms.

Here she shares some of the history of Gullah Stick Pounding and why she teaches it to choirs all over.



And one more, teaching "I will be your standing stone, I will stand by you"

Bread of Angels by Patti Smith

Apr. 22nd, 2026 08:25 pm
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This is a memoir about Patti Smith's life. She grew up in poverty, moving around a lot until her family landed in a place they could afford. She grew up as a Jehovah's Witness but left the religion. Then, she was in New York at the Chelsea Hotel when it was a cultural hub for all sorts of artists and started the scene at CBGB. She discusses her marriage, but the details of her husband's illness and death are private.

Some of the themes that came up in Tranny came up here too. There were artists with medical bills that they could not afford. Smith had a very serious fall off of a stage that left her injured for a long time. She was able to get medical care through the generosity of her friends. Touring Europe was just better in both books in a lot of ways. I think the artists were more widely recognized.

(evening writing)

Apr. 22nd, 2026 10:00 pm
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I am still here.

--== ∞ ==--

Reddit account is in a banned state. I am not emotionally invested in whether it is unbanned, but it would be nice. Posted a 250 character limited request to be unbanned tonight.

Friday i was booted out of the chat app that i use with Christine and that i stash all sorts of temporary data in the "saved messages" chat. I got back in but couldn't terminate the session from China for 24 hours. I've gone through all the data i had stashed and i am not happy about it's likely availability to bad actors but what are you going to do.

Today the cloud service that had $300 of charges on the 10th had more charges made against it, but they didn't go through because the payment method on the account hasn't been updated. I am glad i have a year's subscription instead of monthly billing. I think there's some particular vulnerability their system has around gift subscriptions.

I have a lot of energy in anticipating what is the next bad internet thing that i wish i could let relax. I did find some additional security settings on my phone i could turn on.

--== ∞ ==--

I did much mowing and other yard work this weekend. For a moment everything seems idyllic except for invasive Youngia thunbergiana /Youngia japonica going to seed. Peony blooming! Iris blooming! Piedmont azalea blooming! lovely stands of fleabane blooming!

The pawpaw has set fruit, the blueberries and mulberries look very productive.  I can see the impact of the drought in places and it worries me. Non trivial investment in plants this winter, and finding some dead woody plants that were over a year old disappoints me. I am glad that last year i planted a tree in my vegetable plot so i kept it alive more easily.

--== ∞ ==--

Tuesday morning we went out very early to see if we could see comet C/2025 R3 (PANSTARRS). We didn't but it felt good to have the little adventure. But wowza, not used to very early mornings and then working all day.

--== ∞ ==--

Bruno and Marlowe are making progress: Marlowe's assaults are less ... urgent? more performative? And Bruno is spending more time out of his room when she's outside.

--== ∞ ==--

There are so many layers of entropy around me. I hope i can find a way to bring a little more order than disorder, but sometimes it feels like the disorder is winning.

Recent Reading ...

Apr. 22nd, 2026 10:39 pm
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 ... has been dominated by buying the Humble Bundle with all 90 books from Shadowrun 4th Edition (Shadowrun is the RPG premised on cyberpunk meets the rebirth of magic - William Gibson wasn't impressed). A lot of them are in the 20-30 page range, but the larger background and adventure books run 140-220 pages of A4, and some of them have really been impressing me with the depth of background development (I suppose it helps that Shadowrun had had about 20 years of development at the point they were written).

Ghost Cartels is a campaign sourcebook involving a South American cartel managing to release a new drug worldwide while obfuscating the source of the drug from law enforcement. The first 50-odd pages are a sort of found-footage assemblage of leaks and intercepts and official documents telling the story as assembled by a group of interested Shadowrunners - thieves, hackers, assassins, mercenaries and spies - who are the game's common framing mechanism for this kind of thing as they watch from the sidelines and watch for jobs that might come their way. But 50+ pages of sustained found-footage storytelling is by far the longest I've seen them do and they really levelled up. The rest of the book lays out the adventure scenarios behind that story, as a group of shadowrunners are hired for black-ops and executive protection, starting with them working for a street level gang, but then being passed up the chain until they're working for the heads of the cartel as they stage a world tour to bring local distributors on board. Death on the Reik for Warhammer Fantasy Roleplaying is sometimes claimed as the greatest roleplaying campaign ever. I own Death on the Reik, and I'm not sure this isn't better.

War! This one is a campaign guide to insurgency, counterinsurgency and asymmetric warfare in a Siege of Sarajevo type situation, and someone really, really knows their subject. (I loved the bit about a crate of socks potentially being the most valuable thing you can hijack in a jungle warfare scenario). 

I'm actually going to have to go back and re-read the first stuff I read, because I've clearly been missing half the story arcs that are buried within them.

Non-Shadowrun reading:

Tribals, Battles and Darings: The Genesis of the Modern Destroyer, Alexander Clarke.

I've had my eye on this for a while, and jumped on it when I realised that the Kindle edition was on offer at £1.29, not the £12.99 I thought I'd read. But, aargh, what a frustrating read. It's got a good first half dealing with the Tribal Class destroyers and their individual histories in WWII (though I kind of want to dive in with an editorial knife and completely re-order it), but then goes completely to pot dealing with the Battle and Daring Class destroyers that followed them, and a couple of pages on the Weapons class are outright wrong, their reduced length isn't inexplicable, it's because they were deliberately designed to be built in shipyards that didn't have the physical space to build a Battle.

Moonlight's Ambassador

Dawn's Envoy, T A White

Aka the Aileen Travers series, books 3 and 4. I started the series assuming from the titles that reluctant vampire Aileen would end up doing some sort of ambassadorial role between the different races in fantasy Columbus, but Aileen is temperamentally much better suited to punching someone in the face for annoying her. Especially if it's hulking vampire enforcer Liam, or at least she would be if he wasn't too fast for her to land a punch. Moonlight has a nicely non-obvious mystery as Aileen's bestie, and newest werewolf on the block, Caroline is implicated in a series of attacks on werewolves and vampires, while Dawn is rather more straightforward as the High Fey arrive in town intent on a wild hunt, and guess who's front of the queue for being hunted.
























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*pauses to inhale* [status, work]

Apr. 22nd, 2026 04:44 pm
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Last lab of the semester yesterday. The students enjoyed the crayfish tremendously, a reminder of why I go to such great lengths.

I tend to experience insomnia in the spring, which I suspect is mostly due to allergies. When it struck this morning, I went ahead and got up to go to the optional Wednesday strength training practice with rowing teammates. After all, exercise can really help with anxiety.

There are just a lot of loose ends to tie up: Getting us in lecture to where we'll actually finish out our course topics for the semester; ordering supplies needed; fixing a bike from the Bicycling class so a student can get back out on it; watering the ants and checking the crickets; meeting with research students; setting up the lab for the lab practical next Tuesday; et cetera.

High-octane life can't go on indefinitely.
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