Then, somehow, Plan D crashed on the landing.
Tomorrow is another day.
Then, somehow, Plan D crashed on the landing.
Tomorrow is another day.
That thing where the supply chain issues in our country from sea to shining sea means executing on Plan D. I delivered but I hate it.
When you find a British show about designing kitchens and discover that you had already been following the firm on Instagram: deVOL Kitchens
Welp, I’m all in on iCloud email. Deleted the G-Suite account for my vanity domain. I changed the MX records about two or three weeks ago. I had about an hour of angst while the Time To Live for G-Suite expired, but mailflow begain immediately and I haven’t had any trouble.
This is from a selfie my daughter took with her iPod. The Photos widget in iOS presented me a cropped version highlighting her face—which I attempted to emulate, here. I was really struck by the quality of the light and shadow.
Jupiter, Saturn, and lens flare
Celiac Pet Peeve: When you check the ingredient list of the thing you bought (because you were sure it didn’t have wheat in it), and you learn to your dismay (after you popped some into your mouth and are chewing), that, yes, it actually contains wheat.
Trust no one.
I had an espresso machine, now I don’t. But today I wish I could quickly get a couple of shots. As I’m tied to a conference call, I’m sticking to what I have brewed.
More coffee! Because sometimes you have a short night and a long weekend work exercise to monitor.
Bless you, you delicious roasted beans!
I was going to make a meteorological joke about morning mental fog lifting later this morning, after coffee, but I couldn’t figure out how to make it funny. Because I haven’t had the coffee yet.