“…A right jolly old elf”

Half-day at work, then cleared the drive of snow. Grateful for snow throwers. Husqvarna has been good to me.

On Main Viewer: The Polar Express (2004)

Last night I told a speaker to play 80s New Wave. I remembered the future I once dreamed of included rack stereo systems and Nakamichi Dragons.

As much as I’m grateful to Jardiance advertisements for bringing the skin of my perineum to mind, I did mild research into why they mention it. And stopped quickly.

I will say it again: I wish I could update AppleTVs via the Home app in the same way that I can update my HomePods.

But I will add: Quite honestly, it seems like the Home app would be a great place to start with personal/family device management

Listening to Harry Styles’ Golden tonight, I hear Doobie Brothers Minute By Minute and Christopher Cross’ Ride Like the Wind

It’s because I’m old

Saturday: Living room re-arranged
Sunday: Tree selected and placed
Monday: Cranberry and popcorn garlands strung
Tuesday: Garlands, lights and ornaments hung

Soundtrack: Mannheim Steamroller

I miss getting to know the contestants on The Voice. These short seasons seem too rushed and it’s getting harder to care.

I also miss being able to buy the killer performances on iTunes.

#TheVoice

What I have realized is that photos can’t capture thoughts or feelings. Not exactly. They don’t capture the love we feel, the joy of a certain moment, the sense of place we may feel, or a feeling of belonging with family or friends. They just capture the light in the moment the shutter is released by causing a chemical reaction in a film or sensors in an array to record their states.

In this, photographs lie to us by showing an objective truth.

The image evokes recollection, or the image transports us through time, or invites us into a new way of seeing, challenges notions or perspectives.

The art in photography is that it makes us think and feel, even though our thoughts and feelings may only be loosely related to the subjects of our gazes.

All this from photons, transformed, in the tiniest slices of time.

When I snapped this image, I had been enjoying the contrast of the dark tree limbs against the orange and amber of the sunset.

By the time it occurred to me to attempt to capture it, launch my camera app on my phone, and frame an image I hoped might not be hideous, the sky changed.

The image doesn’t show any of that. Just an amateurish shot by someone who intended well.

But I remember.

I don’t know to which deity I owe the most thanks and praise, but I am grateful for the shoegaze genre and for Apple’s recommendation engine. I listened to a group called SPC-ECO on my commute this evening and loved it.

Do I start by genuflecting toward Grangemouth, Scotland?

Trust no political party.

The evidence continues to suggest they are more interested in having us fight each other than in enacting lasting beneficial change.

Bittersweet, making room for the new. Took apart a small IKEA chair from much earlier in my daughter’s life. It had been functioning as a small table of sorts for a long while. Today that need was released.

I think about journaling more often then I actually write.

The internal censor is strong.

Iconic Arecibo Alien-Hunting Observatory Will Be Demolished

Storm damage and a lack of shared vision.

“This isn’t a tech problem. This is tech revealing a human problem."

#DanielMessler #SocialMedia #AI

Ooh! A new Lego catalog in the mail, today!

Followed this one all the way through:

How to have your Memoji as your profile picture — anywhere

I’m guessing many have read this or similar by now.

Sometimes my writing is just terrible. I am too long out of practice.

Deployed a new MacBook Air at work and asked my client to stay On 10.15.7 until 11.1 is released. I was hoping to avoid not-yet-known compatibility risks. I had only used a test machine for 90 minutes at work by that point.

Another client wanting to stay on top of security updates demonstrated the thing I feared. Printing to a Canon workgroup printer from Big Sur did not work well. Canon’s American web site did not have macOS 15 drivers, which was not shocking. Big Sur did not want packages built for earlier versions of the OS, which was not helpful and quickly closed an avenue of inquiry.

Strangely, yet fortunately, Google lead me to Canon’s Singapore Web presence. Their support pages recognized Big Sur and provided working drivers. This was very unexpected but very helpful. I was really glad because suggesting the black-and-white-only Generic PCL drivers as a work-around would not have worked well for me in that specific case.

My company has a tiny number of Macs. Given our embrace of the Office365 stack, I can’t imagine there will be too many difficulties. I did not run the Big Sur beta on work equipment because in the past that prevented me from accessing my Parallels VM. Last night I was able to update my work MacBook Pro and 24-hours later I have no regrets

Finally!

My Big Sur experience since noon today on my non-beta (10.15.7) laptop

I was today-years-old when I learned about castoreum.

I can only wonder, how did we attain the knowledge to use it?

The work continues. Work doesn’t end with an inauguration or a concession.

You keep your elected officials accountable.

Always.

I was just having a conversation with my daughter about how we used to think that we would have flying cars and jet packs in the year 2000.

And then my feeds fed me this: KleinVision Flying Car Takes Maiden Flight

2020 is full of surprises.