I’m no expert on password security, but this seems to be… unnecessarily complex. I needed to hop onto the store’s WiFi to respond to a request, and on asking what the password was, this was plopped down in front of me.
I’m remembering how, maybe 10+ years ago, I came across videos of famous actors and actresses doing overseas commercials. This might even have been pre-YouTube? At the time, it was a huge novelty – something most of us in the West had never seen before.
This week, I’ve taken to leaving the house a little early and stopping for a double espresso on my way to the train.
It was a little gritty, and with no one else really around… kind of a lonely stretch to the door. Despite this though, I really appreciated the fact that someone put up the smallest American flag on the gate, to signify to people that you are, indeed, in the right place.
“… Pump is out there living his best life, as evidenced in his song ‘Drug Addicts,’ where he raps, ‘I’m a drug addict, I’m richer than my professor (man, fuck school).’
If you are an old person like me — I am a full decade older than Pump so he sort of treats me like a matronly aunt bothering him with questions about his grades — your first question about Pump is likely: Where is your mother?“
Well, that was a good run while it lasted. With all that I was posting lately about South Beach, I turned right around today and took a meal off.
Ever since we discovered cauliflower mashed potatoes, that’s been a nice go-to that feels like cheating (but technically isn’t, since it’s made with cauliflower). That said, it’s also made of a great deal of sodium, so there’s your trade-off.
Despite the title (it was just something random that popped in my head), I really haven’t been ignoring the bathroom scale. I know enough to not try to weigh myself every single day, given the daily fluctuations that exist outside of any diet/regimen. Usually, I’ll hop on the scale prior to taking my morning shower. But since we began South…
“Physically, the 500-year experiment consists of 800 simple glass vials containing either Chroococcidiopsis or another bacterium, Bacillus subtilis. The glass vials have been hermetically sealed with a flame. […] Every other year for the first 24 years, and then every quarter century for the next 475, scientists are supposed to come test the dried bacteria for viability and DNA damage.”
It was curious to both me and Liz that the windows were taken out, as part of whatever’s going on. Maybe it had nothing to do with constrcution, and was just easier to move some equipment in this way? Either for the work or for the future business?
While I did get some rest over the weekend, it was also a fairly busy time. In addition to working Saturday, I did a lot of errands as well. Sunday night, when I put my head on my pillow… it prompted a great deal of coughing. I didn’t get a great night’s sleep.
While this was totally functional and made sense, I also thought it looked hilarious. So here we are.
But Bellue’s style was a revelation. I think it’s the inclusion of the false harmonics that take it up a notch for me, as I simply couldn’t believe he’s making all of that happen at the same time.
Today, Liz and I both spent our Satuday doing work work. She ran some errands in the morning, and by the time 1PM or so rolled around… the two of us were both at our computers, working. Funny thing was: I was at home, and she was at her office (downtown).
With the first day of spring having already passed us by, I figured it would be good to show a few photos of what Liz has been up do. She began her outdoor plans on Sunday, and has been getting her seedlings set up in our kitchen (in the past, they’ve been set up in the basement).