So while I'm warming this seat, I might as well discuss some things about what's been going on, miniscule that these things are.
I feel like ever since I left Burlington, I no longer feel a need to use my camera. It's not just that I don't take photos anymore these days, it's that I can't justify the trip to Burlington to do all this as well. I don't feel like it's opened any significant doors for me over here and I am wondering if I should cover anymore bands these days. I can probably catch up with some musicians that come up here that I know, but for the most part my gear is getting older than ever and we haven't hiked in months which is driving me crazy because I always used to feel like we should be hiking. It's a sign of our terrible slide, in my opinion. I don't feel ready to sell my gear unless I know it would go to someone who could make good use of it, but I feel like for the most part maybe the photography should take a hiatus.
Thanksgiving was me making lots of food for two people. Stuffing,
two cornish hens (large turkey seemed like overkill for us), soy-braised brussel sprouts, wild rice stuffing, colcannon, and escargot that I wanted Michelle to try. We didn't finish any of it; even a half a cornish hen was a lot of food. Most of it is going with us to NJ, along with creme brulee and an acorn squash soup.
I was okay with eating cookies and ice cream for dessert, but Michelle wanted something substantial, so I made cupcakes. I beat egg whites before adding it into the mix because I was inspired from old memories of Good Eats. The result is something really fluffy but really egg-flavored. I also couldn't find cupcake cups, so I made them out of parchment paper and it honestly couldn't feel more hipster in the process.
Just had a review where I was vouched to be blissfully mediocre. Woo me.
We're leaving early today. Don't know much else to say.
Okay, off I go. More updates with time. Hope everyone had a good thanksgiving.
Also, Steam and XMas is a terrible combination.
I bought USB-C cords for it.
The USB-C cords don't include chargers.
Nope, they're not compatible either. I looked deeper into it and it's because the chargers aren't configured properly for it.
I'm stumped too. Some of the configurations I see use it switched to a micro-USB. I am utterly confused. Still, USB-C is nice, and fast charge is fast.
Michelle called it an iPhone Plus and I feel like it is too because the latest Android setup is too uncomfortably close to iOS for me. So just to screw with the identity further, I installed Cortana.
Work has been calm.
I cat sat for a friend which mostly involved replacing food and cleaning clumps out of litter boxes while trying not to vomit and create more clumps every time I dug out some big ol' pockets of pirate booty.
I'd say the cat was fun to play with, but she was mostly scared of me and hid underneath the bed while we stayed there. Sad. But then again, when we came back to check on her, she left paw prints on the sofa from her litter box use. Dirt bag kitty.
I originally bought an HTC M8 awhile back as my first "not a Droid" phone. I missed physical keyboards. In fact, I still miss them to this day, but the processing power inside the phone is nice and the size profile is decent and it kept a damn charge.
The only problem is that the charge port is fragile. After less than a year, the HTC M8 charge port started to become looser and looser until it became a yoga practice of sort just to get a charge without it taking more energy to show the phone is charging.
So I figured I got a dud since it was a used phone. Seven months ago I got a new model, used it successfully, and then after six months when I finally finished paying it off, its port got harder to charge and now it refuses to charge at all.
I just ordered an LG G5. I have yet to see any complaints about it, but it uses USB-C, which is pretty much Lightning and pretty stupid proof, so I'm going to see if that prevents this issue from happening.
I was thinking of getting a Samsung S7 too, but the bandwagon for Samsung makes me somewhat loathe to think about it. Wireless charging would have been nice, though. The things like beveled screen though? I can live with or without (though more the latter since I would worry about cracking the screen more easily).
So in the meantime I'll be a weekend without a phone. Liberating I guess. Actually, it's not so much liberating as "god damn it, I can't keep track of anything now!"
My middle finger can go-to quote Taco-"To the cloud!"
I have mostly tapped out RadioLab and TAL and Serial, so I ended up graduating into Snap Judgment and Invisibilia as well.
I still listen to The Best Show and Seven Second Delay (although it tends to be hit and miss, with more hits than misses) and then got into How Did This Get Made. This was a gateway into Mike Detective and Two Dope Queens and Criminal. Somewhere along the way, it exploded.
-This American Life
-How Did This Get Made?
-Our Fair City*
-Radiolab & More Perfect
-The Once & Future Nerd**
-The Best Show
-Seven Second Delay
-Star Trek Outpost**
-Adam Ruins Everything
Wish there was more:
-2 Dope Queens
-You Must Remember This
So for the most part, my podcast is a mess of comedy, drama, and lots and lots and lots of information.
There's a good number of ones that don't hit daily rotation but I do catch up on once in awhile, like Flash Forward or Hello From The Magic Tavern.
Truth be told, I also listen to this stuff while we travel, but the serial plays tend to be played while I'm at work. I've been looking for more like that since it helps the day pass by more quickly while I'm waiting for things to come in (plus Michelle doesn't really get my sense of humor most of the time anyway, which I understand since very few people do).
I may have a problem.
*I'm sad that I'm on the second to last/latest season for these because they're so great in terms of production and storyline.
**Although both started off as stiff, the acting for both is really starting to pay off as well. I should point out as well that I'm not even a Trekker, but I'm loving it so far.
So the thing about my town is that hurricane Irene basically left the place in ten feet of water and even after half a decade it's still fixing itself.
So what makes this strange is that we also have a town hall that survived the water damage, but is also no longer a town hall as much as a place to rent out for parties and occasions.
Our town registration also listed a school as a voting location, so we first went there. Nope.
So we went to the old town hall. Nope.
Finally, we drove all the way to the fringe of our town border to a landfill that stopped being a landfill two years ago and became the town clerk's office.
so we did our electiony business and then headed out but not before being told they're moving in the next few months meaning we just went through all this for this year.
Right in the front of the new apartment are a bunch of spring peepers. They've been quiet though, so I guess it really is summer.
For me, the new place exposes me to so much more. For example, every so often at night we get barred owl calls. They sound nothing like those stock sounds of owls.
Now if only my plants would grow out more...
I tried out Pokemon Go for the first time yesterday by using it while we were traveling back roads.
I almost caught a dog Pokemon, but then it froze because it's a sketchy signal back there, so I lost that.
On the other hand, I caught a swarm of horseflies all the way back into the car.
Cue how this felt:
Perhaps s/he is ironically channeling what it really is like to be a CEO: oblivious to the goings on of the plebes below.
But nah, s/he's just that clueless. Just find the irony touching.
When I read the initial reports, I told a friend that this was going to usher a new round of comments about Syrians and Islamophobia. I told him that it was going to involve politicians screwing over the bodies of the dead by politicizing everything about this to further their anti-Islamic agenda and that this screwed over any chance of the refugee situation and that it'll push a new round of ultra-nationalism into the country.
I figured most of this out, because we lived this before: 9/11. It's bringing back too many annoying emotions and the more I try to read through the political agendas, the more it keeps feeling like 9/11 and that brings back the memories of how much I hated people for turning a moment of reverance into a soapbox for bombs.
So far, it's been just that. I'm sure gun sales are going to go up. I know for sure that our economy's going to falter again because we need to commit troops. We still need to keep troops in Afghanistan as well, which is another sink but the US has already put so much money into it that we have no choice.
The only solace I might have is that it at least helps quiet the debate on #blacklivesmatter, seeing as how Islamophobia is sensitive to the ignorant and goes beyond races when it comes to that. Fear is the mind killer, fear is the little death; it is also the unifier that wells smaller fears against greater ones (see the founding of Daesh). No one is going to justify there are lone wolves out there, no one is going to admit that the only reason they came to this decision is not too different from the rash of shooters we have had, because no one wants to wear the weight of personal sins when they can keep the safety of pity and hindsight towards a foreign one.
I'm depressed because I know it means this will be the talking point for the next year. I'm depressed because it also means that Hillary is guaranteed to be the Democratic nominee: I'm going to vote Sanders, but the DNC need Hillary since she's the only one with field experience in this situation and the only one who can appeal to the voter base of fearful ignorance looking to choose war with someone who has seen it instead of someone who wants to cut the fat from the war pork. I know this also means a GOP base that will now resort to describing Paris bombings like they were narrating the script to a horror movie, going into excruciating detail to rally the war funds despite a recent defense bill that is defunding one of the defense measures that occupation forces worry about the most.
I'm depressed that now people will make tourist sites of where this happened, that tour groups will go and visit these sites, will be stuck between silent reverance and selfies of where lives were lost too soon and will always be too soon within our lifetimes for some. That there are people selling French flags like newstand candy and people will gobble them up in a need to find something to unify themselves, even if it's through a totem instead of a unifying hunt for working together some way. And I'm depressed because the Islamic ghettos there are now even more ostracized; France has always hated its immigrants, and now they have an even greater excuse to revile the foreigners that take up their soil. That same revulsion I think of whenever I close my eyes and think of Jersey City.
I might have to stop reading the news for now, maybe for months. It's too sickening to think of, and I want to forget. But I can't.
11/13: never forget.