the inexorable passage of time and end of all things
Dec. 3rd, 2025 10:49 pmFor lo these many years (i.e. basically since I got a smartphone) I've been using Swype as an onscreen keyboard. Some time ago it was announced that it had reached end-of-life-and-support, but it wasn't until I went looking earlier today that I realised that happened in 2018, that being when I posted asking for suggestions for replacements.
And then I didn't think about it again for, apparently, approximately eight years, through several new phones and quite a lot of new major versions of Android... and then a few-ish weeks ago Fairphone rolled out Android 15 to the Fairphone 4 and alas That Was The End Of That.
Recommendations back in 2018 were for Gboard and Swiftkey; a question posted to reddit in 2022 garnered similar responses.
Since the Abrupt Keyboard Failure I've swapped to Gboard more or less by default. I don't hate the bit where language switching is now automatic (for the purposes of language learning apps, at any rate), but good grief I am missing the ability to e.g. type < or | without needing to go like three clicks deep in menus. Yes, when I have "Touch and hold keys for symbols" enabled -- as far as I can tell that only gives me one symbol per key, not "now select from a variety of them" as with the much-lamented Swype. I'm also missing the gestures I know for "yes, that word, but change the capitalisation", and still grumpily adjusting to the shift key mode cycle being in a different order to what I'm used to.
I've experimented briefly with AnySoftKey but rapidly got annoyed by the total lack of any Irish language pack (and how difficult it is to navigate the app listings to establish this fact). I'm trying to persuade myself that it's worth giving SwiftKey a try even though it (1) is now Microsoft, (2) has gone all-in on Bundling With Copilot, and (3) apparently "contains ads".
Eheu, alas, etc; all is woe; ... unless anyone knows of any other Android keyboards that provide ready access to All the punctuation...?
Wednesday managed a short walk besides attending symposium online
Dec. 3rd, 2025 08:24 pmWhat I read
Finished O Shepherd, Speak! - as ever, Lanny manages to find himself at major historical events. A particularly fascinating thing considering that news story about Hitler's DNA - he is admitted to the bunker and takes a slice of bloodstained sofa-cover.... In the aftermath of WW2, he has been left money to work for World Peace and he and friends are working for this. One thing I do find a bit curious about Lanny's generally progressive line is that the civil rights question (was it being called that in the 30s/40s?) doesn't seem to feature: maybe because he was brought up in Europe and mostly lived there? His focus on the World Stage???
Val McDermid, The Skeleton Road (Inspector Karen Pirie #3) (2014): not sure this was really doing it for me - there was a point where it just seemed to be going on and on.
Have plunged into a re-read of Barbara Hambly's Silver Screen mysteries (getting myself back up to speed on the series with a new volume forthcoming): so far Scandal in Babylon (2021) and One Extra Corpse (2023). Possibly one reads for the evocation of Hollywood at that era rather than the actual mystery plots, but good, anyway.
On the go
Saving Susy Sweetchild (Silver Screen #3) (2024)
Still dipping into Some Men in London, 1960-1967.
Up next
I am feeling the siren call of The Return of Lanny Budd.
I also realise that I have managed to sign myself up for 3 bookgroups meeting in January, 2 online (Pilgrimage, first meeting, Dance to the Music of Time, concluding volume) and 1 in person (fairly) locally - have managed to fight off suggestion that we read the Mybuggery wot won the Booker, but am now committed to the extremely LOOOOONG new Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie.
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Further to yesterday's mysterious email from Academic Publisher, have received a further and more official-looking email today:
You may recently have received a message from us with the subject line "Welcome to [redacted] GCOP".
This email was caused by a system error. You can therefore ignore it and do not need to take any action.
Apologies for any confusion the message may have caused.
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my thread here
159 Icons from S2 E1 "Sir Pentious" of Hazbin Hotel
Dec. 3rd, 2025 01:13 pm[5] Angel Dust
[6] Baxter
[5] Chaggi (Charlie & Vaggi)
[18] Charlie
[2] Cherri Bomb
[2] Heaven
[4] Husker
[11] Lucifier
[6] Morningstars (Lucifir & Charlie)
[4] Niffty
[2] Staticdoll (Velvette & Vox)
[3] Staticmoth (Valentino & Vox)
[1] Angel, Charlie & Vaggi
[1] The Vees
[12] The Sinner from Trust Us
[2] Vaggi
[22] Valentino
[17] Velvette
[29] Vox
[2] Valentino's drawing of Vox
Previews:
(Trust Us)
Trying to close some non-fic related tabs for Reasons.
Dec. 3rd, 2025 03:11 pm+ Unearthing The Hidden History Of A Singular Trans Punk Zine.
+ Scientists discover sperm whale ‘phonetic alphabet’.
+ Do you really know Art Nouveau?. A very interesting journey into the political side of Jugend.
Rec-cember Day 3
Baldur's Gate 3
Karlach's Reviews by
A hug:
Now, I want to be clear, that very first moment, where you're not sure, stick straight and skittery, that part sure isn't worth a damn.
But when ya melt into the person's arms?
And then, Gods, then they melt back? Because maybe they trust you or maybe you're just nice and warm, but the why don't exactly matter.
Because maybe when they melt back, maybe that's when you start thinking it is worth it all. Every bit of bullshit and all the gold in the gate too. For a moment, at least.
Five hundred million out of ten.
December Days 02025 #02: Sidestep
Dec. 2nd, 2025 10:27 pm02: Sidestep
If you asked me, I would tell you that I'm not good at art. I realize this is a subjective qualification, but we insert here Ira Glass's commentary about taste versus skill as an explanation, and then we spin backward in time to my childhood again.
You see, art is and is not part of the core curriculum of my schooling. There's plenty of art and craft time, yes. Much of it works on a principle of following a set of directions to produce something that looks like the example, and that's not something that works for tiny me, because I either get very invested in trying to make my version look exactly like the example, or I get sufficiently frustrated at not being able to do this that I stop caring about whether what I'm doing is within tolerance of the example, and that is only going to create greater difficulties down the road.
The bigger problem, of course with visual and other arts, is that we come into the world with plentiful examples of things that are high quality and good taste, and we do not have any kind of advantage conferred with experience, genetic memory, or other such things where being the descendants of other people provide us with obvious advantages in the creation of art.
That said, it's a remarkable feat of every human that they manage to figure out what sounds (or gestures) are the important ones, and what combinations result in intelligible conversation or getting things that are desired. Which happens after a very long amount of practice absorbing those things and eventually experimenting with them until the right combinations come into existence. And then, just to up the difficulty, after we've mastered the art of communication by sound or gesture, we introduce younglings to squiggles (or bumps to be felt), where squiggles or bumps of certain forms represent the sounds that have already been learned, and the combination of squiggles or bumps in the correct order and style allow us to convey those sounds and meanings to other people who know how to interpret the squiggles as sounds and words. Babies and children accomplish an impressive feat of art by gaining both of those proficiencies by themselves, and they do it through a boatload of observation and practice.
Yet, with babies, we seem to be encouraging and accepting of the amount of time that it takes for them to gain the proficiency needed in communication, both lexical and auditory. As we get older, there's not always as much support for collecting new skills, or patience for the necessary practice of them, either from ourselves, or from the people around us that could fill that role. By third grade, I could make a smiley, or perhaps something of cartoonish proportions and the feel that you get from those childhood drawings on the refrigerator, and a friend of mine could make detailed drawings of superhero action sequences. That friend did a lot more drawing practice than I was doing, because I was more interested at the time in exercising my reflexes and my puzzle-solving abilities, and learning how to play strategically at board games and card games. But rather than framing this as a choice of "I have chosen to allocate my time differently," I instead absorbed the message "I'm not that good at art."
While I've played a musical instrument from grade five all the way through my undergraduate university experience, and a little bit beyond that (including gigs that I got paid for playing that instrument in a band), I have not considered myself much more than an untalented amateur at the instrument. I can hear what others are doing, and how much more refined their tone and ability is, and I do not have that. My taste exceeds my ability, and I have probably made as much progress as I can at this point without perhaps some additional instruction to improve further, or significant practice devoted to the instrument. That said, I'm not putting my time and energy into that particular pursuit at this time. Mostly because there's still a highly communicable disease going about, and playing instrumental music where you have to move air through the instrument makes it very difficult for you to mask or otherwise take precautions against infection from other people who are also outputting a lot of air. Also because the group I was playing with at a local college became a group where the community members needed to pay for continuing education credits, rather than volunteering themselves, and that's not happening. Again, I am choosing to put my time and energy elsewhere at this point.
The Geocities site I created as an exercise in learning HTML never became anything other than a personal site for learning HTML with. Perhaps I had some hope somewhere that it would become something and people would visit, but it was never a developed enough hope for me to try changing things to turn it into a website for others. I still have no great ambitions of creating a website that everyone wants to visit and see everything about. When I learn programming and scripting languages, it's usually to accomplish some project that I have in mind, or, in a very recent case, to get better at playing a game. (It's a powerful motivator, what can I say?)
When webcomics were the thing everyone was doing, I ran a comic for several years on a lark. And in that comic, I mostly leaned into the idea of the drawings being simple and crude and trying to let the writing carry things. It never became a great popular thing. It was something I did because I wanted to do it, and while the fame and fortune would have been nice, I didn't expect it to happen. Randall Munroe proved that you don't necessarily have to have intricately detailed drawings to have something that's funny and enjoyable. So did Ryan North. But I did the thing I wanted to do, and it was enjoyable, and then my life fell apart sufficiently that I couldn't keep up with it. I'd have to do a fair amount of resetting passwords and the like if I wanted to revive it, but I always could. I'm sure there are more jokes hiding somewhere, and more stories to be told from that space.
Writing and essaying is one of the spots where I can admit to long practice at the skill, although if my goal is set at creating the Great American Novel, then clearly I'm not good at that, either. But I am certainly practiced at many forms of writing. Mostly essay, a lot of fanfiction. Any success that I have in fanfiction kudos and comments is, for me, attributable to the size of the fandom that I wrote the work in, rather than something that specifically I created that has people wanting to read it. Although I do have some user subscriptions and some regulars in the kudos columns, so there's something there.
What really bowled me over, though, was that while my numbers have never been great in terms of kudos or comments, someone else mentioned, when I took a look at their book club readings, that they were impressed with my having done my book club readings for thirteen years. Which is true. I have been doing weekly posts on things that I'm reading for that long, usually with a spork firmly in hand and at the ready. I ran the entire gamut of the Dragonriders of Pern (at least until some new Pern novel comes out) and that's a great accomplishment that I didn't really think I would finish when I set out on it. But I kept doing it, and eventually I went all the away through. It turned out to be a matter of persistence rather than any kind of extra-powerful talent or any external motivator from fans to keep things going. And I sit in sufficiently relative privilege that I don't have to beg for dollars in each of my posts, or set them behind paywalls so that I make income off my writing, having amassed a large amount of people following me for my writing. I have probably amassed at least a million words of my own writing, over these topics, and the book club posts, and some things that I have had published in real publications, in my professional life. (I am, in fact, a published author several times over. Just not of the Great American Novel.) The point of much of my writing is that I enjoy doing it, and when I stop enjoying it, I'll stop doing it and do something else.
In the last year or two, I've taken up trying to mimic other people's drawings with my own hand, using the medium of dry-erase markers on a whiteboard. Some efforts turn out better than others. There are compliments about the drawings, which I mostly want to deflect away, because it's not like I created this drawing by drawing what was in my head onto the whiteboard. I tried to draw what I saw, and sometimes I succeeded. (Whiteboard is a very forgiving medium for certain types of mistakes.) I'm likely improving at this through the practice, which is nice, but I'm mostly doing it because I want to do it, and because nobody else has yet told me that I'm forbidden from doing it. I think it makes a nice decoration for the programming offerings. There are compliments. I have not yet figured out how to phrase an answer to the questions "Who drew this?" or "Did you draw this?" that conveys both that what you see is an attempt at copying what someone else has already done, and that yes, I did make the marks on the whiteboard for this. If there is something praiseworthy about the endeavor, it's in accuracy of replication, in the thing looking enough like the original to be recognizable. It's not "I drew the thing in my head," because when I try to do that, it doesn't turn out like what I envisioned in my head. So I need more practice, and possibly more instruction. But the same rule applies to this as does to the writing parts: if I stop enjoying it, I'll stop doing it.
This rule is, in fact, the secret to me getting me to do the things that I'm doing. If I start thinking about monetization or professionalism or growing the readership or other such things, I'll start having greater amounts of anxiety for chasing a goal that I may never get anywhere close to. So long as I can believe that the things I'm doing are most for me, or mostly for the practice that I'll get out of doing them, then I can go forward with making the attempt. I have to avoid thinking it has to be perfect, because if it has to be perfect, that taps into an entire well of trauma and terrible feelings that generally ends with "if I can't make it perfectly, I won't make it at all." And because I'm doing it because I think the idea is funny, or because I want the practice, or because I've learned some new technique and I wanted to make something that put it to use, I can sidestep the idea that it has to be perfect, and therefore bring it into existence.
This rule also permits me to deflect praise for it, since "I'm copying someone else's art," or "I did it because I thought I could. An Actual Computer Toucher / Programmer / Artist / Essayist would be able to do it better than I can." There is often an immediately-deployed counterargument to this that comes in the form of "you did the thing that I am looking at, accept a compliment." The people deploying those counterarguments are often more stubborn than I am about the matter in the moment, even if I can be more stubborn about not accepting that I have practiced the skill sufficiently to make neat things in the long term.
The person who created it can see all the flaws, the person observing it can see all the strengths. Taste. Skill. And the whole thing is still subjective about whether or not something is good, and who it is good for. And whether the person doing it is any good. Because lots of people will say "That's better than I can do," and while that's a true statement, and better than "Oh I could never do that," or "I don't have any talent at that," I think the most accurate thing to say is "That's excellent. I appreciate this, and I am choosing to spend my time on other things."
And so, for now, I spend my time on things I find enjoyable.
A Shorter List Of Interesting Things - Late November 02025
Dec. 2nd, 2025 10:16 pmAlice Wong, ceaseless activist and person who wanted us to really look at not just the body, but the person behind it, and who often wanted us to know about things that weren't necessarily meant for "polite company" about it, has died. She knew it would happen eventually, but we were always hoping she'd pen a few more things for us to chew upon.
Having banned them completely outside of research studies for the under-18 crowd, the UK is announcing a large-scale clinical trial on the use of puberty blockers in the under-18 cohort. Presumably so they can have their own conclusions about how safe and effective they are, even if that kind of conclusion is unlikely to be tolerated by the ministers who want to use it as a further cudgel.
We must once again stress that all things that are natural are not necessarily good for you, and that people who want to charge you money to give you no information about how to safely have birth, and who will actively encourage you not to seek appropriate care and assistance in the case of complications or emergencies are not trustworthy nor should they receive any kind of money at all. Of course, they're not advertising themselves that way, so it can be harder to spot the fakery until you're in it, and since it also preys upon the vulnerable, it may not be something that you notice is fakery or a problem until something terrible and tragic happens.
Even if the way that can be named is not the eternal Way, being able to identify and label your emotional states can go a significant way toward regulating them.
( The usual: USPol, technological terrors and failures, and the rest )
Last out, the right to say no, and how the increased automation of things that need a human touch continues to erode that right, not the people directing the greater automation necessarily believe that the people they're automating were human in the first place, and the way that tools become integrated into the human experience, and how accepting things like the stochastic parrots in their current form only benefits the people who want to continue the dehumanization process.
And, of course, the Dreamwidth December points sale is on! Support the site with paid services, get 10% of your order in points that you can use to make a later purchase cheaper or free. And if you already have paid services and want Dreamwidth to continue as the best LJ fork created, and to also routinely assist in punching governments in the nose when they try to impose poorly-thought-out laws and rules under the guise of protecting children from adults, consider wither turning communities into paid accounts, adding icon slots, or playing Paid Account Fairy and using the function that allows you to gift paid time to a specific person or to a random active user of the site.
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thanksgiving 2025: the calm in the eye of the storm
Dec. 2nd, 2025 05:20 pmMe: "AHAHAHAHAHA."
Mom: "I still remember the year you did the Peking duck. That was stressful."
Me: "We learned our lesson. Outsource cooking the bird.*"
* unless it's roasting a chicken, something either of us could do in our sleep
Happy Asian American Thanksgiving, year ... uh, whatever it is since we've been doing this formally, composing our Thanksgiving banquet menus to be primarily if not entirely recipes by Asian American cooks and chefs. Year 8? But we've been perfectly happy to give up on the turkey and just eat something yummy and celebratory, along with a bounty of sides.
- Main: Knowing both that Leonard and Sara were doing their own experimental turkey roast and planning on sharing if it worked out, and that there would be at least one additional meat sauce option on the table, we went with pork belly again. This time, we did Kristina Cho's Chop Shop Pork Belly, from her Chinese Enough cookbook. Lovely crispy skin on top, succulent meaty bottom, served over jade pearl rice (which was pretty and interesting and just a little sweet to balance; I'd be curious about making a horchata out of it!), and it paired incredibly well with ...
- Cranberry Sauce: Kay Chun's Cranberry-Asian Pear Chutney, always and forever. (Forgot to pick up mandarins to make another version I've been meaning to try, but I'll probably do that later this week.) This year's amusing highlight, though, was that the last time I bought raisins, they were "giant" ones from the bulk bin at Berkeley Bowl. Leonard: "Um, Lynne, are those grapes in your cranberry sauce?" Me: "No, they're raisins, I swear!" Said giant raisins rehydrated enough in the cranberry sauce to look like full-on grapes.
- Stuffing: Mandy Lee's Red Hot Oyster Kimchi Dressing has been on my bucket list bakes forever, and now I'm mad at myself for waiting so long. "Oh, but I have to get oysters, and I really want to do it with the gochujang bread, and what if some people think it's too spicy?" Everybody loved it. We will be repeating this before next Thanksgiving, maybe as soon as Christmas. Maybe even with oyster kimchi to make it extra oyster-y. If you haven't had oyster dressing/stuffing, with or without kimchi, this recipe has completely convinced me of its deliciousness. Even the Chron had an oyster stuffing recipe this year. Time to bring it back!
- Orange Veg: After several years in a row of squash soups, it was time to shake things up; we called on our old fave, kaddo bourani. Sweet pumpkin echoing the sweet potato casseroles of our younger days, tempered with a meat sauce full of warming spices and a garlic-mint-yogurt topper.
- Potatoes: Likewise, with the potatoes, I wanted "not cheesy scallion, not maple miso, make something up, we're both Asian American, it'll still count for Asian American Thanksgiving!"
- Green Veg, Cooked: Made Andrea Nguyen's Sesame Salt Greens again (from her cookbook Ever Green Vietnamese). This time, with collard greens; probably should've cooked them a little longer, but that's okay.
- Green Veg, Raw: Leonard and Sara brought a salad with pomegranates and persimmons from their tree and it was exactly the right balance to all the other heavy stuff on the table.
- Dessert: the triumphant return of Alana Kysar's Liliko'i Chiffon Pie (from her cookbook Aloha Kitchen) to the table. We get our arm workout in every year making the passionfruit curd, but the results are well worth it. Even when yours truly realizes at 3:30 pm Thanksgiving Eve that actually, we *are* out of gelatin powder, and I'm going to have to go Brave The Grocery Store. Didn't find gelatin powder, but did find gelatin sheets, and learned a new thing, so it worked out!
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Things that did not make it to the table this year, but hopefully will next year:
- Cornbread. I really did want to solve the custard cornbread problem. I was trying to de-dairify the custard-filled cornbread that used to be on our Thanksgiving table every year until our collective lactose intolerance got to be too much for even Lactaid to help with. But having talked to
I made two batches and both were big enough fails we weren't going to inflict the results on anyone. One used coconut cream, the other used A2 cow milk cream. In both cases, the cream that was supposed to sink below the top layer chocoflan/impossible cake style, forming its own transverse plane surrounded by two layers of cornbread in the vertical center of the cake? Pooled in the center of the pan like creamy lava in the horizontal center of the cake, with a ring of perfectly normal cornbread around the outside. It tasted fine, but the texture was obviously wrong.
I'm going to go back to basics and try making the original recipe with bog-standard commercial heavy cream to make sure even the original still works, sigh. Maybe in a few weeks. When I can stand to look at cornbread again.
The cornbread part itself came out just fine, though! I've wanted to make a cornbread with the same flavors as Betty Liu's lemongrass corn soup; I added lemongrass and shallots and scallions and used coconut milk as a base for our cornbread, and that part was great.
- Deviled eggs. I forgot I was going to use up most of the eggs on the chiffon pie, so didn't follow through. But I want to put chicharones on my deviled eggs the next time I make them! Just trying to decide what else should go into the filling or as a topping.
- Cheesecake. Following up on my successes with burnt Basque cheesecakes, I wanted to try to make one with the truffle cream cheese from one of our local bagel bakeries. I will in fact do that, and probably bring it to coffee ride this week! But the pie was enough for everybody.
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Ten days out from Break Bread, trying to cram the Bach Magnificat into my brain, somehow having never performed any part of it before in four decades of choral singing. This is a CRAPTON of trills, peeps. At least I already have one of the Whitney Houston songs we're singing down flat (I can absolutely get up on stage right now and sing I Wanna Dance With Somebody from memory, and could have done so any time from 1987 on), and the same with the Hallelujah Chorus. Which leaves three other newer songs to learn quickly. Tis the season!
(We survived Verdi, but that's another post entirely!)
Impending weather | Impending purple | No-longer-impending Advent chocolate
Dec. 2nd, 2025 04:30 pmI've finally gotten weary enough of my natural hair color to buy permanent OTC dye, as opposed to the semi-permanent attempts I've made since it became obvious that covid has settled in for the long haul. ( TL;DR: purple permanent dye has been purchased but not yet applied )
C&Ping and expanding on a bit from Bluesky last night: ( an Advent calendar + supplementary chocolate )
What even is a GCOP
Dec. 2nd, 2025 07:41 pmI'm pretty sure this is some kind of phishing scam, because I think an email from Esteemed Academic Publishing Conglomerate would have a more professional style about it:
[Nothing in the way of branding heading or footer...]
Hi [Name],
Welcome to the [Name of Publisher] GCOP! To get started, go to https://[name of conglomerate].my.site.com/gcopvforcesite
Username: [part of my email address].netmya
The email is from [name][at][conglomerate's address].
Bizarre.
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Also bizarre: partner has signed up for a hearing test in conjunction with forthcoming eye-test, and has received this upselling email (does not at present have any kind of hearing-aid) for an exciting new model on which they are offering A Deal:
Key Features:
Advanced Voice AI for natural, personalised sound
Waterproof design for everyday confidence
Built-in Smart Assistant & Telecare AI, providing on-the-go adjustments and support
Language translation & transcription capabilities
Step tracking, fall alerts & balance assessments
Customisable reminders for daily tasks
Hands-free phone calls for complete convenience
I'm sure I have encountered several of those 'key features' in dystopian sf???
It's giving giving tuesday
Dec. 2nd, 2025 11:18 amFor this week, for everyone who makes a donation to the BIJAN Beyond Bond & Legal Defense Fund, I will write a drabble about some character or show I know enough about to write. Since I've only written one fic since 2014 it's going to be rough, but BIJAN desperately needs the money and I'm going to try.
The Beyond Bond & Legal Defense Fund (the Bond Fund) raises money for immigration bonds to free people in ICE prisons in Massachusetts and Rhode Island or those detained elsewhere who are from or returning to MA.
Tell me you made a donation and give me a prompt! If I don't know the source material we can negotiate.
(If you can't give money to a US org, make a donation to an org in your country that helps refugees and undocumented migrants stay.)
hit me, take a deep breath.
Dec. 2nd, 2025 01:47 pm+ Many thanks for the lovely comments on the Holiday Love Meme, I was coming out of a bout of stomach flu combined with my period, and the tiny bumps of kindness throughout the days was highly appreciated ♥
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Rec-cember Day 2
Star Wars
Song for a fifth child by
Her daily life doesn’t change when Han dies.
He’d been gone for years, and she was used to that. He was there on a Comm link once a week, sometimes, and other times she wouldn’t hear from him for months, but she knew he was out there.
She feels the difference anyway. Like losing a tooth, or a bone in the ear - something from deep inside. It didn’t show, but you knew it was gone.
Comment sought on fictional 1953 rural British hotel tea
Dec. 2nd, 2025 02:55 pmAn order for tea was understood by this person to include a plate piled with bacon, eggs, sausages, tomatoes, and chips, three or four kinds of jam, scones, a heavy fruit cake, a loaf of bread, a dish of stewed fruit, and one of radishes.
— Georgette Heyer, Detection Unlimited (1953)
There is some context to this scene that I understand from other reading about the period - rationing, for example. And I've often come upon fictional hotels and pubs in the country serving much more generously than more urban and sophisticated visitors are used to.
But I don't really have a sense of how unusual this is - what a normal pub or hotel would serve for tea. I would have guessed a combination of something like beans, meat, or fish with bread and then scones or cakes, perhaps, but the beginning of this sounds more to me like an English breakfast than my understanding of a tea.
Also: is a dish of radishes just washed radishes for snacking? Or is it more slices with some kind of dressing? My parents were both fond of radishes and grew them in our garden, but I've never encountered the idea of a whole dish of them (and nothing else) on the table at a meal. (Recipes that include them, yes, but would you refer even to roasted radishes as "a dish of radishes"?)
Updates
Dec. 2nd, 2025 02:26 pmWax had a breakdown about a year ago after Snookums died and we lost Anubis, the same as I did. But she hasn't really rebounded, just been scraping along as if she had the flu since then. She recently told me she thought it wasn't burnout, or anxiety, but maybe something physical related to menopause or thyroid perhaps, and she finally went to a doctor and had a bunch of bloodwork done. But it looked like it wasn't anything like that, and the doctor who gave her the results said she needs to probably see a gynecologist to check if it's related to hormones next. That was a couple of weeks ago, and she hasn't done it yet - she seems to have been alarmed by some vagueness about how the referral process is gonna work. This is her work health insurance, so completely differently from how it works for me.
2. Me seeing a doctor
I got up early yesterday to call between 8:00 and 8:01 am and actually got a record-fast callback in less than 40 minutes, and this time they ACTUALLY GAVE ME AN APPOINTMENT!!! The appointment is in a week and a half, shortly after my birthday. I have a whole list of questions unrelated to this medication to ask the GP while I am there.
3. Cat training & cat divorce
The other day Tristana and Sipuli were briefly sitting calmly on opposite sites of the gate looking at each other! It only lasted for about one minute. While I was still talking to Wax about it, as we watched, Sipuli jumped down, turned in a circle, then jumped back up and tried to grab Tristana through the gate, and Tristana jumped away of course. But it's still a milestone. (I think I've seen this twice before maybe.)
Sipuli is focused enough on training now that she will keep her attention on me even if Tristana is right there staring through the gate! She only ignored me to jump on the gate once, and I ended the session immediately. Since then she has kept her attention on me in spite of gross provocation from Tristana several times.
I think I will try training them to turn in a circle next, and I've started doing this with Tristana by moving the target around to the side next to her hip so she has to twist after it a bit. (Tristana has not even realized she can touch the target with her foot instead of her nose yet. Sipuli seems to switch sort of randomly.)
4. Attempting to become less sedentary
I was doing pretty well with stretches and exercises in the last few months up until I got my driver's licence, but the week before last which I spent at that job-hunting course caused me to drop all the balls I had been juggling (balls of daily routines I mean), and I have not managed to get back to the exercise yet. Which is extra annoying because at the same time I started knitting a sweater for an 18-year-old nephew, so doing shoulder- and arm-focused stretching routines would be more useful now than it was a month ago. I spent all last week feeling exhausted and didn't get past cleaning and knitting. But at the same time, it's now pitch black by four in the afternoon and doesn't lighten until after eight. I need to dig out my sunlamp and get it set up in a good position, probably. In twenty years I've never managed to establish a lasting routine with it, but maybe I just need more practice.
December Days 02025 #01: Beginnings
Dec. 1st, 2025 11:17 pmThere will be a lot of talking about computer touching, but also, likely, art outside of computer applications. Shall we begin?
01: Beginnings
I've told this story before. Several times, in fact. It's appeared in 2024, 2023, 2021, and 2019. This is less a worry about dementia and repeating myself (although I have now discovered there's a family history of this), and more because this story is the launch point for a lot of things involving my technology journey. It's not the earliest computer memory I have. That's Ladders and Hunt the Wumpus on the Kaypro. This memory, however, is the earliest one that I have of taking a piece of technology, and trying to figure out how to make it work for me, rather than accepting that the limitations placed in front of me are the sum total of what is possible.
I'd like to believe that I am at least telling the story with different details each time, so that the composite picture you get, layering each version of the story over each other, in the same way that you might layer up a CYMK printing process, means that more and more of the full truth of the story comes into being. Some parts are always going to be mentioned, are always going to be core, but the things that are relevant to the specific context might change. Or some other piece of the picture gets touched and now adds to the details of the story, refining, highlighting, adding shadows and depth.
As a tiny, I was not permitted to have my own machine. As a teenager, I was not permitted my own Internet access. This was in good parenting practice at the time, which was about monitoring and making sure that the children were not spending all their time on brain rot, and then to make sure that the children were not getting into age-restricted material.
This is the time of the Sierra adventure game, and where games could offer a wide palette of possibilities, between CGA, EGA, and the relatively newfangled VGA offerings, with games designed to be understandable with any of those color combinations in mind. It's also the time of Math Blaster, which I remember playing significant amount of, an EGA colored suite of Jeopardy! games, Avoid the Noid, with its chiptune public domain soundtrack played through the computer speaker, the various Carmen Sandiego games and their associated book where you looked up answers in, a fiendishly difficult Monty Python game that look some significant time to figure out a core component of the game, and of various game packages sold together. It's DOS, and if three's Windows, it's 3.0 or 3.1 at the most.
One of the first things I tried to do while playing a Jeopardy! game was to hit that pause button on the keyboard, which seemed to stop the operation, and then I went to the encyclopedias to look up the answer to a question. Once I had that, I hit pause again to resume, only to find that the pause key did not actually stop the operation of the computer and the timer ticking down to zero. Nuts. This is the first time where I find out that I don't fully understand the thing in front of me.
This was also the era where we made me a name tag for entering school with by designing it in Print Shop Pro and printing it off, rather than hand-lettering it, and that was apparently the thing that distinguished my name tag from everyone else's. There were a lot of things created on Paint Shop Pro in that era.
This was also an era where games often tied their execution to how fast the computer was running, because, in those days, a heady 8 MHz of clock speed was available, and in the family computer case, it could be bumped up to 16 MHz through a "turbo" key combination, and then brought back down again, similarly. This made some games a lot easier to run, or that they could be sped up if necessary or for additional challenge.
Engineer that my dad is, he had installed a program so that when the computer booted up, instead of an unfriendly prompt, we had a friendly menu that we could choose options from. He created pages for the kids so that we could access games and the things we were most interested in, without needing to use the command line for such a situation. This worked, for the most part, because this is also the era where people snark about Bill Gates talking about how 640k of RAM is good enough for everyone, and most programs didn't actually grab a lot of RAM. So the Automenu program and the game could coexist side-by-side without there being any issues of memory work. When there were issues, in the VGA era, we'd have to dispense with Automenu and instead work with boot disks to ensure there was enough RAM available to run the games we wanted to, which usually had helpful utilities for creating such things and ensuring that the bare minimum of useful things were loaded into memory, so as to have enough left over for gaming.
At this particular point in time, however, I was interested in a game called Sharkey's 3D Pool, a billiards simulator. It was fun to watch balls fly around and possibly play a couple of games against various opponents. (Sharkey himself, of course, as befitting a pool shark, was a perfect-play opponent.) However, Sharkey's 3D Pool was one of those games that needed more memory than was available to it with Automenu enabled. I didn't know this at the time, but I would discover it soon enough.
So, in DOS, much like in Linux today, (and UNIX before it, I'm sure), you have what's known as a PATH. PATH is a way of telling a computer "When you receive an input from the command line that you don't understand, search these locations to see if it matches something there. If it does, run that program." So you can make programs callable from anywhere in the file structure of the directory including the program is part of your PATH. Games being installed usually added themselves to the PATH so they could be invoked from anywhere, including by small children who just needed to remember to type the command.
Automenu was, essentially, a graphical representation of batch files, which contained commands to be run in sequence. Batch files and shell scripts are essentially the same thing, it just depends on which environment you're in. Anyway. The point was that the creation of menu entries was essentially putting together a batch file, so that when you selected the menu entry, it would run the commands in sequence. Because it was a relatively sophisticated program, it was also possible to edit and create new menu entries from inside the program itself, and this is where me, an enterprising youngling, starts upon their career of computer touching in earnest.
How much of being a computer toucher is running someone else's software because it's correct for the purpose, how much of it is in poking around in things and changing them to suit your purposes, and how much of it is designing and executing your own software is an exercise to the reader. And also a primary source of conflict with me about how much of the title of computer toucher fits me, and whether I should claim any part of it.
Back to the youngling, who wants to add Sharkey's to the list of possibilities available to them, and therefore goes poking about in the menu editor to see if there's any knowledge to be gleaned from studying the structure of menu entries. This memory is hazy, so the exact details have escaped me, but I do remember that I was able to pick up the syntax of how to create a new entry, and how to indicate what commands should be run when that entry is selected. I put together what I thought would work as a command and tested it. And I think it needed to be tweaked a time or two before I had it pointed in the right direction and getting the right command to run. But I did, at least, get it to the place I was looking for.
However, when trying to run it, Sharkey's kicked back a message to me saying that there wasn't enough memory available to it to run in EGA/VGA mode, and it suggested a command-line parameter to use to lower the graphical quality down a step or two and try it again. Which I did, and I think at CGA, it did run, because there was just enough memory available at that graphical level. However, if you've ever worked with the CGA palette before, "eye-searing" is often a useful descriptor of it, and I didn't want to play the game in that limited color array. I tried everything I could think of to get the program to run through Automenu, and nothing I did worked. (Also, I'm a small child in the pre-Internet era, so exhausting all of my available knowledge is much easier at this point.) Having exhausted my reserves, I turned to the knowledgeable expert (Dad) and showed him what I was doing and what error message I was getting, and asked for help in fixing the problem. So there's my first opportunity to get mentorship and learning.
Dad understood what was going on immediately, and explained to me that if I wanted to play pool, I would have to leave the confines of Automenu and run it directly from the command line. I remember being confused about this, too, because all of my Automenu fiddling was copy and modify, without understanding the principles behind what I was doing, or how I was going about what I was getting to. I think I was doing the equivalent of "C:\Sharkey\shark3d.exe" or that I had copied over a sequence that was "cd jeopardy ; jeopardy" and changing it to "sharkey" or something like that. Accomplishing the thing because the directories and executables were sensibly named (as much as could be in the 8.3 era, anyway), but without understanding what I was doing. So, I fumbled about a bit on the command line, trying to replicate what I had done in Automenu and failing pretty solidly and getting frustrated at my own lack of understanding. Dad helped me one more time with a key piece of information - what the "cd" command actually did. At which point, I understood the file, folder, and directory structure better, and that "cd" was short for "change directory". Once I could use the cd command to get where I wanted to (and "dir" to list what was available), I had the entire directory structure at my fingertips to traverse. And mostly used it to play games after leaving Automenu, because Automenu took up memory that I needed to play games.
That was my first experience with interacting with operating systems and understanding one of the core elements to file organization in a DOS system. I didn't go poking around in things that weren't the games section, because I wasn't interested in poking around in those things. You'll find that a lot of my advancement of knowledge regarding computers is directly or indirectly related to being able to play games on them. It's not a bad motivation, but it's certainly not the kinds where people are looking at a system and getting curious about how it works, or seeing what else is available on a system, or other such things. So that's another reason why "computer toucher" doesn't always sit well with me, because I'm not coming at it from the same place as some of the other people are.
That said, that underlying file, folder, and directory structure is exceedingly helpful to me when it comes to my current work, either because machines still use that structure (Windows does, and so do Android phones), or because I'm about to rain imprecations down on the Apple Corporation for making design decision to obscure that underlying paradigm in favor of saving everything to iCloud, or in not exposing folders, but instead making them links to cloud storage, or only making them accessible through apps. I get the idea. Abstracting away the underlying structure and presenting a user only with "locations" to save to, or something like that is supposed to make things easier to find later, and the abstraction still allows for folders to exist, and the like, but I often have to explain to people that the thing that's attached to the e-mail has to be stored somewhere before it can be uploaded to our print servers. I'm a practiced hand at making this work on all kinds of devices, but there are times where I wish Apple would make "save to local device" much less buried, and also, I want to rain a thousand curses upon whichever engineer decided that the "share" button should also serve as the way of accessing how to save a copy to either a cloud storage account or local storage. At that point, I pretty well believe that their abstractions are making things harder, and are designed to get people to pay for extra iCloud storage, rather than to be able to use the devices that they have in their hands. That's a business decision, but it also makes me strongly dislike iProducts and not want to give them my money.
From these, my beginnings, we go forward in time, but also to situations of different complexity, skill, and problem-solving. Mostly in the service of playing games, or in trying to do things that will keep me from being idle and therefore prone to the difficulties that come from being idle or hyperfocused.
