Lots of little things make me irritated. It passes. Until the next thing that does. On the inside it doesn’t feel like I’m always angry. But people observing me sometimes tell me I’m always angry. That’s not at all what I want. Not sure how to be better. I want to be better.

Well, that was fast. Hardly got a profile set up on Pebble and they’ve announced a November 1 shut down

Today learned a small amount about British trains. I had purchased a small set, movie specific, but it does not include as many coaches as depicted on screen. Canon doesn’t offer detail, so tradition will have to do.

I note, tonight, on my street in Saint Paul, that all of the street lamps are shining white light. After all of the experiments for decades with many types of lamps with many gasses inside, white is back.

Yes, it was me in the kilt

My first visit to the Renaissance Festival in many years lead to my first kilt.

I went to print a Word document from preview mode in “New Outlook.” New Outlook “generated” a PDF which opened in an Edge browser tab. I have questions: Why would Microsoft use another vendor’s document presentation technology? Was I ever looking at a “DOC”?

Remember listening to whole albums?

Sometimes one from the past demands my attention. Lately it’s Tinderbox

I don’t remember hurting myself, but it’s clear to me now—at some point, the coffee was too hot.

I was reminded today of why I stopped using drive-through fast-food procurement. So much easier to deal with issues at the counter, instead of trying to do an inventory in-car. What a mess.