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And the final bit for context...he was a plant in the spectators area as part of final evaluations for the group taking the lifeguard course, which is why he persisted despite people coming to talk to him. It all makes sense now!

I mean, I've used the phrase "needs more cowbell" as much as anyone, but never about Saturday morning swimming lessons. They do not need more cowbell.

Final day of this round of swim lessons and one of the dads has brought a cow bell to encourage his kid. At fucking swimming lessons. JFC.

Earlier today: damn it, why did I say I would grill ribs tonight, now I'm spending all day in the kitchen.
Now: omg those were good ribs worth every second

And I'm left wondering if young me was just getting impatient with the log load times the computer had back then, when it seemed that most of the gameplay was waiting for things to load and so I would push things while I was in the maze, leading to TPK and the need to start over. Now I don't have that and Wizardy is just starting to look like a grind in terms of advancing through. Don't know how long this replay experiment will last.

And so I've gone back and am trying again, without cheats and looking things up online. It's...different then I remember. The challenge now is one of patience - of being willing to work with an ancient interface, of being able to accept that you (especially at early levels) must be willing to duck into the maze and leave again if an encounter/trap goes badly.

So, because I'm weird and apparently nostalgic right now, I got Wizardy 1 - Proving Grounds of the Mad Overlord working via Dosbox (totally easy, even for non-technical me). Anyways, Wizardy is one of the first computer games I ever owned. I remember it being tough, and that I only ever solved it via a character editor and a friend who told me how to get to the final level.

How is it, that on a day when the weather is causing havoc with the traffic and everything is moving slowly during the morning commute that my bus is running early for once?

I mean, it's a good thing to have something to be grateful about, and it's a good thing to be grateful for, but this is just something I didn't think I'd be thinking about with such intensity at this point in history anymore.

There are too many days where I wake up and am just thankful for the fact that a nuclear war hasn't started.

Idea for signage at the exit from an off-leash dog park: Releash the hounds!

The grass is always greener on the other side of the consequence.

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I very much enjoyed this essay on Captain Kirk of the Starship Enterprise.

strangehorizons.com/non-fictio

I said a bit about it, but you really have to read the whole thing.

freethoughtblogs.com/pharyngul

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United Airlines: We can make a PR problem a total disaster!

Sean Spicer: Hold my beer.

I don't know anymore. Feeling like everything is at a huge crossroads; personally, professionally, the world. WTF is next?

Testing, testing. My shoes are too tight and I have forgotten how to dance.