Category: Miscellaneous Mockery

This week the glasses went from this: …to this:

Recently – was it this year? Last year? – after I realized the binoculars put the moon in ideal focus, I focused our good binoculars on every full moon. Gary priced telescopes. I wanted a telescope where there was a dial and you spun the dial to “Jupiter” and the gears would hum and ta-da,…

Well, sadly, the Up series* is coming to an end. *If you are unfamiliar with the long-running series (like 63 years long-running): it re-visits a group of British schoolchildren every seven years. Go here to Wikipedia, or here to see how much Mom and I enjoyed it. They consider the quote, “Give me a child…

If all goes well with the Chicago trip I’ll be staying at this robot-bidding Alexa-enabled science-themed EMC2 hotel. The focal point of my room is the glass-encased shower. That link was a nice interactive 3-D map of the room, with this nice detail: And of course the robots, which look more like paper shredders and…

I have twelve wigs. I know that seems excessive for a four-year endeavor. But I need a wig for work, one for high heat (eating next to a fire / blowing molten glass), one for water (rain / water balloon fights), one for lying on my back (doctor visits and … no, just doctor visits).…

An utterly lovely woman at work with a wholesome natural style heard I was intrigued by this Polishey system for nail polish. ”I am intrigued by this thing where you draw the polish on your nails with something that seems like a marker,” I said, and she had actually just bought it, and her family…

I finished this in one day last year, and the glass on the left is wrong. Well, really, the entire bottom half is wrong. Just watch, it will take weeks to try to get it right, like my grandmother’s portrait, and I still won’t succeed. Or perhaps not.

Sometimes I work on the edges of programming scripts and the standards and protocols needed to get a device and a script to talk to each other. Most of the time I just use them. I tell my Mini application to honk my car’s horn so I can find it. The code in my phone…

In preparation for my MRI, the nurse asked, “Do you have an IUD?” My left eyebrow said something along the lines of, “I have been asked my date of birth five times since I walked into this hospital, you know how old I am, no I don’t have an IUD.” The nurse answered my left…