Tonight I proved I can operate on a Joy-Con controller successfully. You need three hands, bright light, and a magnifier. I had two hands and insufficient light for my 54-year-old eyes. Between that and an IFixit tutorial, I replaced a joystick and changed to all-white buttons.

Got an invite to the forthcoming Apple Classical app on a device running the iOS 16.4 public beta

Status: Outlook (Not Responding) — just attempted to delete a draft from the Drafts folder. ¯_(ツ)_/¯

I have realized, watching foodie TikTok, that I’m deeply fortunate that Mexican food has never been weaponized against me.

I pay almost no attention to hockey, except this one case: fuck those cake eaters.

Oops! Made the coffee a little strong this morning. But also? Mmm! Delicious!

I don’t know who first popularized a breakfast sandwich. I came to know them via the McDonald’s breakfast menu. But can I just say they are one of my favorite things?

I’m opting for ad-supported corporate surveillance over my paying for same. So, no to paid verification for me, for now.

When you set your alarm for 5:45 PM but blessedly wake up close to the appointed hour from anxiety

I was today years old when I realized the reason Ron has dirt on his face on the train to Hogwarts (in the first film) is because his family uses floo powder for travel.