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In which I feel suddenly out of sync with technological trends. [09 Sep 2019|10:21pm]
My watch has started losing time, which I'm fairly sure means it needs a new battery.

This should be fairly simple, right? It's a standard watch battery size, and while department stores and the like have stopped replacing the batteries when you buy a new one, I can do that part. Just need to stop by the store and buy a battery.

The first indication that this would not be so simple was this morning, when I stopped by the grocery store. It turns out that grocery stores, or at least the one I go to, have stopped carrying watch batteries of any ilk. So that was a bust, but at least a straightforward one.

This evening, I stopped by Fry's, which is our local "electronics superstore" -- sort of an small-local-chain equivalent of Best Buy except that the Sunnyvale store is at least twice the size of any Best Buy I've ever been in. Their website said they had the right size in stock. However, the store itself is ... well, first off, the electronic components and suchlike shelves gave me an immediate understanding of why the first Google autocomplete suggestions for "Sunnyvale Frys" was "closing". They are not closing the store, to my knowledge, but Orchard Supply had more stock on their shelves until the last week of their two-month-long going-out-of-business sale. The small rack of watch batteries, in the middle of a mostly-empty aisle, did have stock on most of the pegs. But they did not have a peg for either the claimed-in-stock 2-packs of 377-size batteries (which cost $2.99 online), or a peg for the claimed-out-of-stock single packs (which cost $0.99). They did have a rather sad, old, and battered-looking "check the size of your watch battery" display/tester thing sitting on top of the rack -- and I looked, and essentially all of the sizes that it had on it did not correspond to anything they had a peg for, and vice-versa.

So, I then went to Target, which also claimed to have them in stock on their website. I didn't see them on the rack in the "electronics" section -- although they did at least have watch batteries there. The helpful attendant in the section tried to find them on his little phone-sized handheld inventory-searching device for me -- as he noted, there were something like 8 or 10 battery displays around the store, and it could be on any of them. He didn't find them with any of the obvious searches (and, for some reason, the device converted his search on "377 battery" to "377 Batterybattery"), but eventually we tried "377 watch", which worked and gave the location as "checkstand 20". It was not at all clear what it meant, given that the checkstand numbers only go up to 14, but there was a battery display next to one of the checkstands, with different watch batteries on it, and a square mobile "battery" display rack in middle of the aisle near the checkstands that had yet different watch batteries on it. Neither of these had a peg for 377 batteries, though.

And this all leaves me with the realization that in the very few years since I last tried to buy watch batteries, watch batteries have basically stopped being a thing people buy with any regularity. People who want wristwatches get rechargeable smartwatches, I guess, which has rather quickly killed whatever part of the watch market was left after cellphones became popular. I'm left with the thought that fiddly mechanical watches will probably keep running long after the durable and simple and reliable quartz electronic ones are unusable for lack of batteries, and also the more relevant thought that I feel unexpectedly completely out of step with "normal" in a way I wasn't at all expecting to.

Anyway, I ended up ordering a replacement from Digikey. Although I see that there's also a reseller on eBay who's somewhere in Sunnyvale (probably closer to me than the Fry's is) and will sell me a box of 200 of them from China for $19 including shipping.

It's a weird world.

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In which my life conspires to imply a horrible pun.... [12 Jul 2019|12:36am]
Most of this story is just setting up context.

There's a local company out of the Monterey Bay called Real Good Fish, which is basically like a farm share except with fisheries. They sell subscriptions, and each week you get some sort of fish or seafood that was locally and sustainably caught. Or occasionally with some of the shellfish, sustainably farm-raised. Where a farm-share would typically deliver a stack of boxes to various local pick-up points, Real Good Fish delivers a large cooler of ziplock-bags of fish. One of their local pick-up points is on Google's Mountain View campus, and since that's pretty close to our house, I volunteer to do the various "local site host" things. What that means is that I meet the delivery-person mid-day on Thursday to bring the cooler into the building, and then in the evening (or sometimes Friday) I go back to empty the ice and fishy water out of the cooler, and occasionally collect any forgotten fish shares.

This week, the delivery happened to be mussels. I've found that, while mussels and oysters are great in theory, in practice they're a lot of prep work for not much result, so I (and a couple of other people at our site) have signed up for the "shellfish opt-out" option, and on weeks when they would normally bring us shellfish, they bring us some other sort of fish instead. This week, it was filets of a large species of flatfish.

As usual, after meeting the delivery, I picked my fish out of the cooler and took it back to my office building to put it in the fridge there. That's in the far side of the Sunnyvale Google campus, about ten minutes down the highway from the Mountain View campus.

When I left this afternoon, I was hurrying out for an appointment and thus forgot and left my fish in the fridge. After the appointment we ended up having a late dinner and then I spent a while faffing about for a while rather than going to empty the cooler. It got to be quite late, and I considered leaving the cooler until tomorrow, but mussels can get a bit smelly fairly quickly, and it's easier to get to the building in the evening rather than mid-day when it's all busy, so I decided to go ahead and go empty it.

And, while I was there, I considered whether I wanted to also go get my fish from the office fridge.

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I think we may need to trim the cat's claws. [05 Jun 2019|12:00am]
This observation brought to you by the feeling of hearing the cat making an odd noise on the kitchen counter, and looking over and seeing her spread out most of the way up the window screen with no other means of support.

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A quite productive day. [28 May 2019|12:20am]
The first couple of days of the long weekend were mostly full of inertness; apparently I needed it. But today I wanted to get something done, and so after lunch I took a piece of paper and stuck it to the fridge with a "Strong Like Bull" fridge magnet, which gives a very satisfying "thunk" feel to posting a list on the fridge, and wrote some things on it that I wanted to get done.

Through the day I added more things and crossed things off, and by the end of the day I had:
  • fetched potting soil and fertilizer and a pot from the local nursery, along with some mulch, and repotted my little apple tree that has one leaf right now,
  • cut some of the wildflowers next to the driveway that had gotten knocked down, and put them in a vase,
  • broken down the pile of empty boxes in the office and put them in the recycle bin,
  • emptied the dishwasher and refilled it,
  • washed the couple of dirty pots and pans in the sink, and cleaned the kitchen counters,
  • helped Suzanne with clearing out the back garden, including taking out several thistles that had grown taller than me,
  • cooked a couple of quarts of oatmeal (with slivered almonds and dried currants in it) for breakfasts through the week,
  • and started a load of laundry.
And probably a handful of little things I've forgotten, too. There are still a couple of things on the list that didn't get done, but I'm leaving it up for tomorrow after work.

I need to remember this technique for the future. Having the list definitely helped -- both with motivation, and with remembering all the various things I wanted to get done.

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Today's random amusement: ancient CAD programs. [26 Apr 2019|01:09am]
[ mood | amused ]

This morning I did an hour-long class on OnShape, which is a modern spiffy CAD (computer-aided design) program that runs in your browser and stores documents in The Cloud and does all the heavy computation on the server side. It's pretty cool, and they have a free license for hobbyist use if you don't mind all your designs being public.

In the class, I mentioned that most of my previous experience was from the undergraduate mechanical engineering class on using CAD that I took in 1994, and I had imprinted pretty hard on the program we used then and still had a copy running in an emulator. This led to a bit of good-natured teasing about "something better than DOS-based CAD programs" later in the class, which inspired me to do a thing this evening to show off why I like it -- the UI is really quite excellent for quick usage by power users while still being usable by less-experienced people.

And so I did a short speed run, replicating the drawing we'd done in class:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZAIgH_nn_DU

There are all kinds of improvements that have come in the 25 years since this CAD program was created (particularly in what you can do with a drawing like this once it's drawn), but I'm curious if he'll manage to beat my time.

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So, that was rather a confluence of tiny mostly-amusing challenges.... [22 Mar 2019|11:48pm]
[ mood | amused ]

I was at a party this evening in a no-shoes house. When I went to collect my shoes from the pile, at the end of the evening, I couldn't find them. I did see a set of rather more beat-up ones that looked superficially similar and were the same size, but distinctly were not mine.

So, well, I was raised a country boy. It's been a few (ahem) years since I drove home barefoot, but no worries, I can do that.

Second problem is that I forgot to recharge my electric car at work today, and it doesn't have the range to get home from the party, so I need to go charge it. This shouldn't be a problem; I realized the issue before I left work, and confirmed that there was a fast-charge station in a Walgreen's parking lot a couple of miles away.

I found the Walgreen's, and the parking lot, and the charger in the parking lot, no problem. And I even figured out where the release was for the cover for the fast-charge port on my car, which I hadn't used before. So, I plugged the charger cable in, and looked at the screen on the charger, and it said something like "Wait a moment...."

I waited a moment. I waited a few more moments. It didn't do anything. I pushed the "start" button, which did nothing, and I pushed the "stop" button, which also did nothing. This did not seem promising.

However, there was a handy electrical junction box next to the charger, with a big switch on the side. After confirming that this looked like it only went to the charger, I tried power-cycling it. It turns out that turning a 60kW switch on or off makes a fairly satisfying ka-chunk sound. It also turns out that it does not solve this particular problem with the this particular charger, although when it booted it did have a nice little "This SD card is not connected" Windows-esque dialog box (with a little "ACK" button on it) on top of the "wait a moment..." screen.

Right, then. Next plan. I knew there were also some regular chargers a block away, so I went to find those.

Those turned out to be in a municipal parking lot that had locked gates at 11:30pm at night.

So. With modern networking (smartphone acting as wifi hotspot -- conveniently, I had specifically remembered my cellphone today -- and laptop), I was able to locate some more fast-charge stations a couple of blocks away, in a Walmart parking not. One of the two of them was even powered on, though I could not say the same for the other one.

It did not have a working credit-card reader, however. It told me to swipe my card, but then it completely ignored it. It ignored my other card. I tried all four possible directions. It continued ignoring them.

The charger did have a sign on it saying that one could also use the phone app from the company that runs it, so I started downloading that.

About this time, another person drove up in their electric car, also wanting a charge. I mentioned to them that the other charger wasn't working, and this one didn't have a working card reader, but they had the app on their phone already, and conveniently also they needed the other of the two plug types. So they started charging their car.

They also took a look at my feet, as I was standing barefoot on the damp concrete parking lot -- oh, did I mention that it's raining a bit? -- and asked if my feet were cold. I told them about the party and missing shoes, and they were very amused, and said I deserved mad props for being comfortable standing there barefoot, and asked if they could take a photo of me.

Then we discovered that the charger only has power to do one connector at a time, but they didn't need it for long. And so now they have left, and I have written this post and am about to post it, and my car is also sufficiently charged to head home.

Still no idea about my shoes, though!

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In which I wrote a silly thing. [10 Mar 2019|08:43pm]
[ mood | silly ]

Simone Giertz is a lovely person who has lots of fun creating horribly ineffective robots and posting videos of them to YouTube, in celebration of the fact that you don't need to be good at something to enjoy it. She also has a Patreon where she shares videos and also has recently been talking about the process of having a benign brain tumor removed. In celebration of the last round of radiation treatment being done, she created a mural on the wall of her workshop/studio, and posted a video of making it.

She also challenged us to write our "loftiest art reviews" in the comments, and so I wrote one, which I figure some of you might also be amused by.

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I was basically pulling all that out of thin air or dark orifices, so I'm not sure what to make of the fact that after writing it I half-believe all the stuff I wrote about the "obvious" symbolism in the piece.

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Things that I said on looking at the listing for a $3.4-million house. [10 Mar 2019|12:53am]
[personal profile] suzannemoses was randomly looking at house listings, and came across this $3.4-million house north of Boston, not too far from where [personal profile] kiya lives.

There are many things to say about this house. Among the ones I actually said were:

"When your closet has an emergency-stop button, your closet is excessive."

and

"I have never seen a four-poster Jacuzzi with a fireplace before...."

(She also found this rather nice hotel -- spoiler: not actually a hotel -- which was just sort of random overdone mansion, until it got to the closeup of the ceiling and I said, "Oh. It has cherubs in.")

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The "How I Actually Cook" Chronicles: The Mussels Episode [26 Feb 2019|08:24pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

Tonight was one of those nights where [personal profile] suzannemoses is out, and there wasn't anything in the fridge that was particularly collated into "dinner ingredients." There were leftovers, but I was not really wanting most of them.

What there was, primarily, was a large bag of mussels from our community-supported fishery. I've specifically opted out of getting bivalves from them, because Suzanne doesn't like them and so they often just go bad in our fridge rather than being eaten. But someone else forgot to pick theirs up, and so (being the person who cleans out the delivery cooler at the end of the day) I ended up with them.

There was also a half-eaten takeout box of cucumber salad from a local Chinese dumpling place. I took this out and ate the rest of it while pondering. This will be relevant later.

Clearly, though, the solution was to cook the mussels. The fishery had suggested this recipe for mussels in white-wine broth, so I looked there for inspiration.

Mussels, in most recipes, annoy me. This recipe was no exception.

The recipe called for cooking the mussels, making a cream/broth/white-wine sauce, and tossing the mussels with the sauce while still in their shells. The result is that you have to pick the mussels out of the shells at the table, and you get lots of lovely delicious sauce on the shells that you're not going to eat, and a plateful of shells only produces a tiny amount of actual mussel meat.

On the other hand, the recipe did give me a basic idea of how to cook the mussels -- clean them, put them in a pot with about a cup and a half of liquid, and steam for 6-10 minutes until the shells open. The recipe suggested a mixture of chicken broth and white wine, but I had no chicken broth and figured watered-down white wine is probably a waste of wine, so I just used water.

And then, since the container for the cucumber salad was handy, and had a couple of tablespoons of liquid in it that seemed to mostly be a sort of miso-based briny liquid with a good bit of diced raw garlic in it, I dumped that on top. Why not?

Once the mussels were done cooking, I took them out of their shells. From a full 3.5-quart stockpot, I ended up with a 6-ounce custard dish of shelled mussels.

I noticed that the remaining water in the cookpot was fairly cloudy, so I tasted it, and it turned out to be a fairly strong shellfish-broth. (And more of it than the water I'd put in; I think there was some salty water in some of the mussel shells.) Score! I poured it into a tub to freeze for later use, and pondered what to do with the mussels, because a 6-ounce custard cup of meat is not really a dinner.

It occurred to me that a thing one usually finds with shellfish to bulk out the meal is pasta, so I hunted around and found a half-used bag of casarecce pasta (sort of dense little twists) to use. Now, for some reason -- presumably lots of Rice-a-roni meals -- I keep thinking of Kraft Mac-and-Cheese Dinner being cooked with just enough water for the pasta, rather than being drained. And thus I thought of doing this that way, using some of the mussel broth. So I put a cup or so of the broth back in the pan, along with a pat of butter since the recipe I'd looked at suggested it, and put in the pasta, and then -- predictably -- remembered that that was how boxed rice dinners work, not boxed pasta dinners.

Oh well. I remembered an article I'd read a couple of months ago on testing various ways of cooking dried pasta, which concluded that so long as there's sufficient soaking time and the right amount of cooking time (which usually overlaps with soaking but needn't necessarily do so), it basically didn't matter. And so I figured that doing it sort of like risotto -- adding bits of broth when it needed more, but not too much so it ends up absorbing most of it, and stirring often -- should be fine anyway.

And, indeed, that worked out. About halfway through I switched from broth to water. I also adjusted the temperature up a bit at the end because (as with risotto) I always forget that it is much slower taking in liquid when it's almost cooked and so I need to add smaller amounts, and so there was a bit of extra liquid to boil down.

I confirmed (by tasting a piece) that the pasta was in fact basically done, and then added a little more butter and the third of a cup of cream that was left in a container in the fridge from some cooking last week (or possibly week-before-last; cream keeps rather longer than milk) and cooked that down a bit, and put in a bit of pepper (also recommended by the recipe), and stirred in the mussels.

The end result was really, really good. The reduced broth and cream and starch cooked off the pasta made a silky-rich sauce, with a robust shellfish taste even in the bites without bits of mussel in them.

And so that's how I made dinner tonight from basically five ingredients including a bag of mussels, some leftover takeout cucumber salad, and a half-empty bag of pasta.

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Random funny technology things. [10 Feb 2019|07:18pm]
I just calibrated my computer monitor with one of those fancy light-sensor dealies. I had hopes that it would improve things, as I've known that everything brighter than a light gray was getting pushed to white -- and, for some reason, this was happening on two separate monitors I had, on two independent computers.

I was surprised how much difference this made, though. It's striking -- the grays that were getting shoved up into "white" are a significant range. I can now see the tabs on my Chrome window! Google maps actually shows the roads clearly! There are so many more gradiations! I had no idea!

This probably means that all the highlights in the photo editing I've done in the past several years has been way off, though.

(Also, this did confirm my impression that the default brightness on my new monitor is absurd, though. After taking a room-brightness measurement, the software said basically, "That's bright! Maybe turn down the room lights a bit?" And then it turned out that the monitor should have the brightness dialed down to about 33% to match anyway.)

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Gaming: Epic Battle is Epic [06 Feb 2019|11:01pm]
Today was a day that, by the end of it, I rather needed to be smashing some fictional undead hordes. Conveniently, today was a day in which our gaming campaign delivered.

Today was a day in which our gaming battle had a Metallica soundtrack. Literally.

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...and that was the end of the evening.

The warrior-druid's player mentioned to me, on the ride home, that I should come up with a playlist of my own for next week. Especially since I'm planning to go down the list of thematically-appropriate spells, and the next one up is "Song of Thunder".

So, thoughts? I'm pretty sure Red Rider's "Lunatic Fringe" is the opener, but then what?

Given the start of the battle, obviously I need some Queen in there, but "We Will Rock You" is a bit too obvious.

Also, I'm thinking this lovely bit of style mashup is going to have to go in there just for completely throwing the Thünder off their game.

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"Steering into the skid" [15 Jan 2019|11:52pm]
[ mood | damp ]

A person might think that a post with that title was using it as a metaphor. This would be a reasonable thing to expect; it is a quite useful metaphor. However, this post is about the literal meaning of the phrase.

This came up because [personal profile] suzannemoses and I were driving on highway 101 recently, and it was quite wet from the rain, and I saw (and Suzanne heard) a car three lanes over spin into the sound-block wall at the side of the road. We were in the far left lane, and the relevant vehicle was in the exit lane on the far right, just slightly ahead of us. I presume I glanced over because they started spinning; by the time I had actually glanced over, they were somewhere between sideways and backwards, and obviously doing a reasonably-lazy slide into the wall -- the sort where there was an audible crunch as the front bumper hit the wall and had its cover pulled off, and probably the side of the car would be banged up, but probably slow enough not to cause injury.

Anyway, in the "What was that?" conversation immediately thereafter, I mentally looked back at the split-second image I had of them sliding, and realized that the front wheels were turned in a direction that would make the skid worse rather than better.

Using the common phrase that people use for this, I said that they were "steering away from the skid, rather than into it."

Suzanne was quite familiar with the phrase, having grown up in snow country and thus having had it firmly drilled into her head that it was what one did in case of a skid on an icy road, and asked the confirming question of, "So they were turning like this (with gesture), not like that (opposite gesture)?"

Actually, no.

At which point she pointed out that approximately nobody actually explains what "steer into the skid" actually means, and that is a real problem because it is ambiguous!

And so it seems useful to actually explain....

The underlying idea of the advice is that you only have control of a car if it is going forward and the front wheels are rolling. If the wheels are sliding, the car is just going to slide and you have no input on where. Thus, if you are driving a car and it is starting to spin and skid off the road, the right thing to do is accept that the car is going the direction it is going (at least for the moment) and turn the steering wheel so as to get the car to point so that that direction is "forward" -- ideally before the car is completely sideways. And then, once the car gets back to being under control, you can deal with controlling it to not go off the road.

This is sort of counter-intuitive if one's sliding sideways off a snowy road -- you want to get back to the middle of the road, so if the car is sliding to the right, a person might instinctively turn the wheel to the left to get back onto the road. And so then the car slides sideways off the right side of the road.

On the other hand, for a spin where the problem is the car is going the right direction but pointing the wrong way, it's actually what feels intuitive (at least to me); the car is turning clockwise and I don't want that, so turn the steering wheel to make the car turn counter-clockwise.

Or, going back to the initial phrase:

The wrong interpretation: "Steering into the skid" does not mean, when the car starts spinning or skidding, steer to make it turn in the rotational direction that it's spinning.

The right interpretation: "Steering into the skid" means, when the car starts spinning or skidding, steer to make the car point in the positional direction that it's moving.

This clarification also has me thinking about what that means as far as properly applying the advice metaphorically, but as I noted at the beginning, that is not the subject of this post!

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Also in tonight's gaming session [02 Jan 2019|11:09pm]
Also in tonight's gaming session, we had an excellent example of the "fail forward" style of gamemastering.

In trying to infiltrate the inner sanctum of the evil cult that I mentioned in my previous post, we needed to acquire some red robes that the cult elders wear. We had two already, but with five of us, that was insufficient even with the proposed "I'm literally a halfling standing on the shoulders of a dwarf" plan to require only four of them.

We had determined that these are not regularly washed (it being that sort of evil cult), so that there was not a central laundry that we could infiltrate. However, they still had to be being manufactured somewhere, and since this was pretty much a self-contained cult city, it had to be somewhere in the city.

The party then started debating how to best steal some of the robes.

This debating went on rather long, so my character -- being a dwarven spy -- just went off in the brown robes of a normal cult member to steal some, taking the more severely-damaged one of the red robes we had with him. His plan was to simply walk in and say, "I was sent to return this one that's damaged beyond use, and get a replacement and three more for new recruits."

However, I then rolled a 1 -- a complete and total failure -- when trying to do this.

The gamemaster decided that what had happened was that when my character walked in, they had said the traditional greeting of "May the [Evil Monster] be with you," and he had replied with "And also with you," which was entirely the wrong response, and the elders that had also been there had sentenced him to ten lashes with the Cane of Correction for not remembering that it was supposed to be "And also with your spirit."

Before I could decide whether to accept this or attempt to run away, the "action archaeologist" monk walked in wearing the other set of red robes, and attempted to bluff her way into being the one to give the punishment. She didn't roll a 1, or even any sort of failure, and thus succeeded in doing this.

There was then a bit of scene of her character attempting to not actually hurt my character while making it look good, and my character squealing like a stuck dwarf.

So everyone else I think presumed that plan was done, but my character said in a small defeated voice, "Okay, now can I get the robes I was sent for please?" and after the rest of the players finished laughing, the monk led my dwarf by the ear back to the robe manufactury and said sternly, "Now take your replacement robes and remember the doctrine next time, heretic."

And thus we obtained the robes we needed for infiltrating the sanctum of the elders.

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Well, this will end well. [02 Jan 2019|10:52pm]
Our gaming session this evening ended on a bit of a cliffhanger.

At the end of the session, we had successfully infiltrated one of the deepest sanctums of the evil cult that is trying to control the evil monster that we are trying to kill before it devours the world. And we were quietly grabbing all of the important books while trying not to wake the cult elder who was asleep on the couch in the middle of it.

Then some of us noticed that this sanctum wasn't just any random giant floating gold cube in the middle of a cave -- it was a millennia-old magical flying machine.

Specifically, our "action archaeologist" character who is basically Indiana Jones if Indiana Jones were an anime Wushu monk noticed this.

She noticed this, and since she has intelligence as her dump stat [1], she immediately got very very excited and started trying to quietly get the attention of our wizard to point out the control lever to him with flailing hand gestures of excitement.

Our wizard, who has wisdom as his dump stat.

Needless to say, he cheerfully pulled the lever.

We'll find out what it does next session, but surely no serious harm will come from this, right?


[1] For non-gamers: When creating a character, one typically assigns a set total number of points among the various attributes (e.g., strength, constitution, dexterity, intelligence, wisdom, and charisma) that determine their abilities. A character's "dump stat" is when a character has a very low value in one characteristic so as to have more points for the others, and also so that they can fail in entertaining ways.

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Some really fascinatingly-alien deep-underground life. [13 Dec 2018|12:49pm]
Per this article in The Guardian, scientists at the Deep Carbon Observatory have discovered some really nifty life forms deep underground.

What I find fascinating is not just that these organisms are living deep underground (where "deep" is measured in kilometers; this is well below dirt levels), but the adaptations that this low-energy environment means as far as timescales. Some of them -- and these are microbes (it's not clear if they're singlecellular or multicellular) -- live for thousands of years, barely moving. One methanogen is described as using the tiny amount of methane it can produce "[not] to reproduce or divide, but to replace or repair broken parts." The rocks move on geological timescales, and so, it appears, does the microscopic life living on them.

Other interesting datapoints are that we're only recently discovering this because of a combination of advances in deep drilling and "improvements in microscopes that allow life to be detected at increasingly minute levels". The depths where the scientists have found life are only limited by the depths of the boreholes, though they've currently not found anything that lives in places hotter than 122C.

Oh, and based on their numbers, they're estimating that this deep-subsurface biomass is about 3-4% of the total biomass on the planet. It's not just a tiny bit of stuff.

There's a bit more at "Science Daily", too.

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Small things that give me happy feelings. [07 Dec 2018|12:27pm]
I am visiting a dear friend this week. The morning after I got here, I was adjusting the shower water, and noticing that the knob is one of the sort that one turns about a turn and a half to get to "hot", and then turns it back some amount that's really kind of dependent on the vagaries of the particular valve to get to the right temperature. So, I made a guess as to what would be right, and turned it there.

Then I noticed that, just a little bit off from where I'd turned it, there was a small blue pointy sticker. And so I thought, "Aha, I know what this means," and turned it to that point, and indeed a moment later the water was at the perfect temperature.

This makes me very happy.

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Finding interesting people on Dreamwidth [03 Dec 2018|10:47pm]
So, Tumblr has started taking down icons with nipples sold itself to the Russians declared intent to start taking down photos of nipples and everything else they deem an NSFW photo or movie ("But not art! And not non-female-presenting nipples!" they say1), and demonstrated that they're doing this with an AI that is clearly illustrating all the well-known reasons why doing this with a current-tech-level AI is problematic. It's quite the train wreck, and many fandomly people are responding by saying "we know how this story goes" and establishing community in safer places. This train wreck is also not quite the subject of this post, merely a cause for a cause of it.

What this post is actually about is, with people from Tumblr joining in droves: How does one get a Dreamwidth reading page that's full of interesting people writing interesting things? I started answering this on [personal profile] gallusrostromegalus's introductory post, but I figured it might be useful more widely.

I'd also like to hear other people's thoughts on the matter in comments -- this is just me tossing out some ideas for things that have worked for me, but I've had pretty narrow experience mostly from years ago, and fandom changes quickly sometimes.

Anyway, with that said, here's what I had to say in the comment:


I mostly found interesting people by commenting on other people's posts (which, unlike Tumblr, stays on their post rather than being a separate post on your page) and then following other people who made interesting comments on people's posts. That means there can be an advantage to going back and looking at older posts -- usually from the last day or so; things seem to taper off a bit after that unless a really interesting conversation starts -- to see if there are new comments. Also, if an interesting conversation starts or a post looks likely to spawn interesting conversation, you can click the "track this button" (which looks like a little bell in my default style; I'm not sure how universal that is) to get notifications when people make new comments on it.

Unlike Tumblr or Twitter, there isn't really any way to see all the comments that a specific person is making -- but you can see their "reading" page using a link like http://brooksmoses.dreamwidth.com/read (or click the "reading" link on their main journal page) to get an idea of what the people they're subscribed to post. That won't include private posts that you couldn't otherwise see, and if they use a lot of circles to have specific narrower reading pages it won't show you what those are, but it is still pretty useful in finding other interesting people.

Finally, on things I have actual experience with: I'd note that my friend [personal profile] jenett does weekly "salon" posts which are basically just forums for people to have conversations in the comments. The most recent one is at https://jenett.dreamwidth.org/1794110.html, to give you an idea -- and you could either join the conversation there if it looks interesting and looks like a group of people you want to join, or you and other people reading this could start your own if the idea looks useful but there's less community overlap.

On things I don't have experience with, Dreamwidth also has communities, which are essentially communal journals where multiple people can post -- those were a big thing in fandom in the LiveJournal days and I believe still are here now, but it's been a long time since I've had time to seek those out. There are also the "interests" lists in people's profiles, which become links to lists of other people with that interest listed.

[1] Yes, this proclamation on their part led to creation of at least one community where people are posting things like a photo of a naked nipple with two eyes and a very distinctive mustache inked onto the surrounding (rather large) breast to make a cheery face. Obviously.

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Why is "morsepunk" not a word? [01 Dec 2018|01:59pm]
I was explaining elsewhere how I had gone down a small research rabbithole and discovered that although "early 1993" is a reasonable date for the birth of the Web given that the software was made available for open royalty-free use then, the first server was actually turned on in 1990. Except that I made a typo, and said "1900" instead.

This led me to imagining circa-1900-ish web servers, which would obviously be Morsepunk, along the lines of steampunk and such. But apparently nobody else on the web has used the word yet.

So, here! Morsepunk should be a thing! We already have real-world stories of telegraph operators starting friendships and romantic relationships via Morse code, as well as the paradigm shift of how cables changed the world by making instantaneous communication a thing. Certainly there is fertile ground here, for something that uses electrons and wires and radio waves the way steampunk uses steam and clockwork.

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Small child is delightful. [31 Oct 2018|12:12am]
There is a certain "things being right in the world" feeling that comes of watching our two-year-old happily pushing the Kik-Step stool across the floor to the other room, and doing the occasional half-stumble that happens when one is small and leans slightly too hard on a Kik-Step stool and it stops rolling for a moment.

(I have many emotional memories tied up in Kik-Step stools, apparently.)

Also, I'm told that once she got it into the other room, there ensued this conversation:
T: I on tep tool!
S: Yes, you're on the step stool.
T: I tall! I taller dan you!
T: I taller dan cat!
T: I taller dan Mama. Dan Mommy! Dan Papa Brooks!
S: You're really tall!
T: I taller dan Papa! And I jump on youuuuuu!

A bit before this, she'd also come into the dining room to carefully fetch the large heavy book of Christmas songs off the dining table -- it was just at the edge of her reach, and also heavy enough that it took most of her small-child concentration not to drop it -- so that she could play the game she invented of picking random pages in it and asking Suzanne to sing the song thereupon. Which, as far as Suzanne is concerned, is the best game ever.

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Random artistic scribbles [11 Sep 2018|12:14am]
[ mood | cheerful ]

A while ago, I bought an inexpensive computer drawing tablet to use for making random computer art. It then sat next to my desk, in its box, for quite some time, as such things tend to do for me.

This week, though, I have been setting up a new-to-me computer [1] as a "creating things" workstation, and meanwhile [personal profile] green_knight had mentioned that Clip Studio Paint was having a 50% off sale, and more-importantly said that "this is, by far, the best application for drawing and artistic endeavours I have found." Half-off was only $25, so I bought a copy, installed it on the new computer, hooked up the tablet, and had just enough time to play with it for a few minutes before bedtime.

One of the great things about having kids is the reminder that one can enjoy doing artistic scribbles without doing Great Art or even doing anything particularly skillful, and that there's no shame in doing that. Also the reminder that, if one doesn't know what to draw, houses or stick figures or stylized animals are a good starting place.

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