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Jan 17

Back to the office, then

Back at the office, where things are slow, but productive. They’re moving around a few editing bays and I’m dealing with email and various administrative things like deadlines and deliveries and purchase orders and its all great fun.

My watch beeps and I have to walk around a bit. I discovered that someone brought their foosball table. Not sure who, or if there is an expectation that it will be played, but it is in a common area, and does make that particular room feel something like a startup:

Students will be back next week. I bet it sees some use.

I made this video as a quick experiment. I wanted to see which version looks better when it is embedded. There are three versions of the same below, but more words following that.

My mother-in-law always gives me a few office supplies at Christmas …

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I think the last one has the best quality and look. What do you think?

It was 11 degrees outside, so we went to the gym. I joined the gym. Now I have to see what all they have. They do have a nice track, though:

Eight laps equals a mile. The place is newer, cleaner, brighter and has people on it, which is an improvement from the track I was running on last year. That was 10 laps per mile and about 55 years old and I’ve only just realized how drab and lonely that track was.

But indoor running anywhere beats 11 degrees outside. And laps, when you find a rhythm, go fast. I got in six miles tonight. Six miles before a salmon dinner. Salmon is good, but it fills me like an empty lecture. I’ll be snacking again in an hour, I bet.


3
Jan 17

Travel day

We had a large breakfast with my in-laws and then loaded up the car and set off for the airport.

We were early to the airport, which made it seem like a longer day than it really was, but everything went smoothly. The desk people at Delta were efficient. The first TSA person was humorless. The second one must have been new. The flight was easy, but for a bit of turbulence about halfway through.

One of our suitcases was destroyed by Delta. It came off the ramp with a wheel missing, and a big chunk of the frame gone too. The baggage claims folks took one look at it and said “Yep. Hang on just a second.”

They have a closet, the baggage claims folks, and they just reached in and gave us a new suitcase. It has tags on it with a giant price. A fake price, I’m guessing. A “here’s a new bag, now go away” fake price. There was no paperwork. And we were out in a flash after that. We caught a shuttle to the car lot. And the guy driving the shuttle caught us as we were leaving, did we leave a bag?

Yes, we left a suitcase. Turns out when you add an extra one at baggage claim you forget to add it to the calculus when you’re getting out in the cold and rain. But he noticed it and tracked us down just in time. Then the woman at the gate where you exit offered us waters.

Then the drive to the house, the unloading the car, placating the cat and unpacking. Dinner was frozen pizzas because we’ve been gone for forever. Laundry, finish unpacking and so on.

Now to plead with the cat to not keep us awake all night in her indignation. Tall order, that.


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Dec 16

Travelling again

We are now in Connecticut where it occurred to me that Dunkin Donuts never has any publicity problems with holiday iconography …

… It’s almost enough to make you think that another chain drawing ire is just an elaborate, and yet thinly veiled, earned media campaign.

Also, no matter how big you make it – this is supposedly 20 ounces – the large hot chocolate will never be large enough.

From earlier today:

Video from today in A Short Film Of No Comsequence. #AShortFilmOfNoConsequence

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22
Dec 16

This was an unintentional mid-20th century post

Song of the day, which was on the radio when I cranked the car this morning:

And that tune will stick with you in a delightful way.

Saw this on the drive home …

That is an awesome, bipartisan, bumper sticker.

I have Eisenhower buttons, but sadly no Truman examples. You can see more of my campaign buttons here.


19
Dec 16

It still counts

It doesn’t matter if it was a training run, or criminally slow. It does, somehow, count, that it was quite chilly and very foggy.

What’s important here is that another half-marathon was put into the books. A half-marathon was completed at an arbitrarily important birthday. (I do not know what is happening.)

(Today, meanwhile, it is 2 degrees. Two. Dos. Zwei. Deux.)

No individual mile splits were good, but that’s not important right now.