"What does 'camino' mean in Spanish?"
"I don't know any spanish but El Camino is a car in the US."
"Does this product work with the iPhone 6e?"
"I don't own any Apple products, but you could probably call customer service and ask them."
"Does this hair dye stain porcelain?"
"I've never used this hair dye, but you could probably ask Google."
It's almost as mystifying as the people who take the time to find question asking fora and ask questions that they could easily look up on Google.
Kokoro by Natsume Soseki
I borrowed this from a friend because, honestly, I didn't know why I hadn't already read it before now. A quiet story about lonely people, never quite reaching each other the way they intend to, and the keen embarrassments and jealousies they feel. Simply written on the surface, but reliant almost entirely on subtext, and sad in a way I find compelling. I really like this sort of thing, so I'm very glad I read this.
Artificial Unintelligence: How computers misunderstand the world by Meredith Broussard
In summary: Computers are good at mathematics not consciousness, and fantasies about AI that are like humans but better mislead people into forgetting that computers are only as good as the data that humans input into them. Also, self-driving cars absolutely kill people, so don't get into one unless you're sure that the person who programmed it has the same opinion on the trolley problem as you do.
Princess Jellyfish, vol. 03 by Akiko Higashimura
This felt like it had less movement than the last volume, but it does have Kuranosuke 'encouraging' Tsukimi into business with him, and an off-beat play with 25 Ophelias. Inari might almost have become interesting in this volume, and I do like her party dress, but I'm not sure how I feel about that storyline yet. For some reason I was more sympathetic to Shu in previous volumes, but eh about him by this point. Still charming, but I think I'm unfairly comparing the rest of the series so far to how startling and gentle the first volume was.
DNF - The Royal We by Heather Cocks and Jessica Morgan - I bought this when it was released in 2015 and in four years I've only gotten 25% into the ebook, so I think it's time to admit that this is fine but not to my interest.
So Tharaud, the replacement, played instead Bach's Goldberg Varations, an equally enormous work (it took 70 minutes to play) not quite as high on my personal want list. But he played it very nicely, with great distinction and separation among the canonic voices and a firmness that only the transfer to piano from harpsichord can provide. Without a break, that was enough, except for a brief encore.
I opened all the windows today; later I turned on the a/c in the living room, which gets quite warm quite fast in the bright sun, but my bedroom window stayed open and the room is perfectly airy and cool. J and I walked three or four miles on our date, getting sprinkled on by lackadaisical rain, because that's our idea of fun. My feet are tired from the walk, but I'm still at my standing desk because I'm not going to sit in the stuffy living room when I could stand in front of my window and feel the breeze brushing gently up against me.
Alex is crouched on the sill, where I suspect he has spent most of the day, ogling the birds and drinking the fresh air. He ought to be an outdoor cat, poor guy, and this is the best he can get. On the other hand, if he were an outdoor cat, he wouldn't get to nap curled up in the crook of my C-shaped body pillow, which I have learned to leave arranged just how he likes it when I get up for the day. As I wrote this, he came over and chirped at me for pattins, so I hope he does feel he gets enough perks for being our cat and not his own.
I should be working, here at my lovely new desk, but I needed to share this moment, this sweet foot-ache, this purring cat, this generous breeze with all of you.
Lovely well-wishes from folks near and far all day today, which was cheersome. Thanks, everyone!
We went out for dinner to the local pho place and picked up a couple slices of cake at the grocery store. Otherwise, I've just been busy at work and at home trying to get everything done that needs to get done before we head off in two weeks for (at last!) our honeymoon in Japan. So that'll be good.
The weather has turned kind of nice, but also in that range where it's hard to decide what to wear, and you'd better check the forecast. But the amount of sunlight each day is back up to a reasonable level, and that's nice. Things are starting to turn green and flower. Probably time for one last snowstorm sometime soon...
I'm playing BaHothH Legacy with Chris and some others, and last week my character turned traitor for the first time. I came very close to winning, too; I had the creepy porcelain doll ("Mister Fwuffles!") fully powered-up and ready to do the thing, but alas, one combat roll went badly against me and the heroes triumphed. But I felt good about playing it well enough to get that close; up to this point thing have been pretty lopsided the other way.
Check it out - Bathtubs Over Broadway. You'll find you can't stop humming "My Bathroom" to yourself.
Here's the trailer:
Corporate hagiographies are fantastic, especially in musical form.
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I don't know how to go alone to fannish/promotional events, I will now have an existential crisis about this purely optional thing I signed up for.
But she does about 90% of the posts, and when she was trying to set it up as a formal club, was putting out dozens of posts asking people to be involved. Which, oh honey, no. You may be retired or on the verge of it, but many of the rest of us are busy women; we don't want to add to the chaos of our lives by putting another thing on.
I think it's a problem that she's trying to boss us around when most seem to just want some social interaction with other women who are permaculturists...
Anyway, I’ve thought that with International Permaculture Day coming up in early May, perhaps some people might be willing to post pictures of their gardens? IDK if that will be a bit confronting for people? Sharing something a little more than they’d like? Also possibly outing them to the creator as people who might be willing to do things in the formal club that she'd still like to get out there.
We have a cuddle room that comes with fort cushions, fort frames, sheets for draping, and a weighted blanket. A nest full of colorful egg pillows sits in one corner. There is a basket of grooming brushes, hairbrushes, and styling combs. A bin holds textured pillows. There is a big basket of craft supplies along with art markers, coloring pages, and blank paper. The kitchen has a popcorn machine. Labels are available to mark dietary needs, recipe ingredients, and level of spiciness. Here is the bathroom, open to everyone. There is a lawn tent and an outdoor hot tub. Bathers should post a sign for nude or clothed activity. Come snuggle up!
In the interest of promoting the concept of introvert parties, we've decided to start adding more communal features. You know how some folks just like to sit around and read together? You can do that here by sharing a link to an online story. I'm rereading "The Catch." If this doesn't turn people off invasive species, nothing will. It's one of my all-time-favorite science fiction stories.
Date/prompt: 23-Apr-2019 "all the weight in the world feels like a light rain"
Fandom: You're Under Arrest
Characters/pairing: Miyuki, Natsumi
Type/word-count: Humor; 100 words
Rain Drop at AO3
I've also moved from 2% to 6.2% of Ann Cleeves's Thin Air, huzzah, despite its starting scenario (which has thwarted me twice), because now I am past the scenario. Jimmy Perez has shown up, and Willow Reeves shall as well. *crawls* *hauls self up rock face with fingernails*
Over dinner, it amused me to offer pint-sized office hours for Reason's assigned reading. She's blocked on writing a short paragraph that recommends a book for an award (as an end run upon kids saying flatly, "I liked it"). I think it's this one. Finally, she admitted that she finds the book too simplistic and can't recommend it, "but the pictures are pretty good." Well, it'd be possible to rec just the illustrations....
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