So the other day, we sat down to watch the first episode of the new series Agatha All Along on Disney+:
September is National Brain Aneurysm Awareness Month
Hey, look, it’s September, and that means, once again, that it’s Brain Aneurysm Awareness Month!
Why Are You Wearing That Stupid Man Suit?
It’s been a while since I did a “Not A Review” post, mainly because we’ve mostly been watching things my wife actually wants to see. (Even those put her to sleep sometimes, of course, and then I might throw on an episode of Umbrella Academy or whatever; but since at that point my wife is already asleep I can’t really say how long it took to put her to sleep, now, can I?)
Continue reading “Why Are You Wearing That Stupid Man Suit?”Teaser Tuesday: “Jane Eyre”
So this week I was reading this book called Jane Eyre, by Charlotte Brontë. Maybe you’ve heard of it.
Saved By The Length Limit
The Early Years: Can We Lift It? Probably Not!
So this week I decided to take a break from being curmudgeonly about AI to sift through the giant stack of my old papers that my folks sent me a while back; but this time, near the top of the pile, I found something that wasn’t an old bad drawing or me asking rude questions. Instead, it was a mysterious list of weights.
Continue reading “The Early Years: Can We Lift It? Probably Not!”It’s The Words (And Sentences) That Got Small
So the other day, while putting together a post on that other, much more popular blog of mine, I noticed that there were all these mysterious, super-thick underlines appearing all over the place. As it turns out, these were yet another new “AI”* feature that WordPress had activated automatically which was analyzing my sentences so that it could suggest ways to “improve” them. Here’s an example:
Continue reading “It’s The Words (And Sentences) That Got Small”Teaser Tuesday: “Smoke & Summons”
So this week I was reading Smoke & Summons, by Charlie N. Holmberg:
But Turds Are Non-Migratory
Ever since our dog Bean got bitten by a baby rattlesnake a few months ago (he’s fine now, after a course of antivenin, an overnight hospital stay, and of course a couple thousand dollars in vet bills), he and his sister Lulu have not been allowed outside unsupervised. This situation is likely to continue until rattlesnake season is over, especially given that we subsequently caught Bean investigating another baby rattlesnake, although at least this time he was keeping a healthy (seven feet or so) distance. Of course, this means that when they go out for their morning ablutions, somebody has to go with them, and because I’m the early bird around here, that someone is usually me. And speaking of early birds, lately I’ve been bringing the phone with me and running the Merlin app from Cornell University, because it’s interesting to see what birds have been hanging around. Surely this information is of interest to the cats.
Continue reading “But Turds Are Non-Migratory”Don’t Leave Midgar Without It
Viscosity 