On passing by, I saw concrete blocks and cranes and construction guys aplenty. And then something, far in the distance caught my eye.
“By the time the calendar flips to 2000, by Breitwieser’s calculations, he’s nearing 200 separate thefts and 300 stolen objects. For six years, he’s averaged one theft every two weeks. One year, he is responsible for half of all paintings stolen from French museums.”
After work, Liz and I both suited up and spent a few hours working on some cleaning tasks. I was downstairs in the basement, and she was upstairs in the bathroom.
Liz and I headed over to Valpo today, to hang out with Julie and Bob for Easter. We got there in the early afternoon, had a drink, and chatted and caught up on their back porch.
My joke is that I’m a guy who loves his wine and pasta. And there’s really not a chance that an errant breeze is gonna pick this guy up (imagine me patting my belly right now). But still, that worry is there – that I’ll get swept away, and lifted off the earth up into the sky.
Since I’ve worked on a Mac, I’ve been a fan of their keyboards. But lately, I’ve been wondering what a mechanical keyboard would be like. This feels weirdly indulgent to me, even though my computer is a tool I use with great regularity. It just seems overkill. Maybe that’s what I’ve gotten so intrigued by the notion.
As you can guess, I have plans but haven’t been super successful. Looking at these alarms, I like to think of myself as both an optimist and a realist.
Ha – I was complaining so much, I forgot why I even posted this photo in the first place. This photo was meant to document the bad flooding, but on looking at it just now… I missed how lovely the reflected houses looked. Felt like a nice surprise.
I’m surprised to say that I made a lot of progress, given just one day. And that I got a lot of distance covered, with data being fetched from Twitter, stored in a local db, and then retrieved and displayed again. There are still gaps in my understanding, but getting ramped up again seemed to take a lot less time, this time around. Which feels really nice.
A few more tools in the mix. I now have a standard kit for pulling up floorboards. The sawzall keeps the pieces a certain length. The crowbar is for popping up each piece. The hammer is to pull out the nails. And the Channellocks are for when the nail heads pop off, and I need to try to pry the nail out manually.
I guess at some point, in the last day or so, the city upgraded our street lights. I saw some of the lights (a block south of us) were using these newer, brighter bulbs – but it looks like our street just got the upgrade!
The odd thing was, the closer the machines were to the entrance, the newer they looked. Suggesting to me that most folks walked further in, and the interior machines got the most use and wear.
“For the past seven years, we have studied near misses in dozens of companies across industries from telecommunications to automobiles, at NASA, and in lab simulations. Our research reveals a pattern: Multiple near misses preceded (and foreshadowed) every disaster and business crisis we studied, and most of the misses were ignored or misread. Our work also shows that cognitive biases conspire to blind managers to the near misses.”