You can’t cook burgers in a wok

You know that you speaking is strange when at the moment you do speak both your dogs look up and at you. And I was only talking at the TV. (I was allowed – Crystal Maze, daft person).

Lost love

Have I mentioned I replaced my PA bar which is 10mm with 15mm balls? It was steel, it is now Ti, same 10/15mm. 44g down to 26g. Good move. Plain Ti though … no skittles chat up line for me.

New cautery pen ordered which has disposable tips. My scarring plan continues.

A wok is too thin to cook a burger properly. This is not the fault of the wok, it is mine. It seemed a good idea at the time. Will not repeat.

I have it better than so very many, I know this.

J.

I really miss her.

I dislike sleeping

Two nights ago I had another long dream about being unable to navigate around a hotel. The dream never seemed to end, it wore me out. These dreams screw up my following day. I was subdued, did no domestic tasks, just sat with the animals while the TV droned on. I remember thinking that I am so very fed up of hotel dreams.

Bike

Last night. In the dream I was leaving work. What that work was is blurred, but I knew that I could never find a pen, so I left work deciding to buy a pen on a lanyard and went into the city. No idea what city, but it was a city. (I have NO idea what shop in my city would sell such a thing).

Each street had a full market going on. Lots of stalls, masses of people, very little room to move, having to follow the stream of people. I had some sort of bag, or backpack, or something that made this movement difficult and slow. It would catch products causing them to fall – so making progress slower – or catch them and take them – so causing me to get stopped which slowed again. These streets went on and on and on. I could not escape, I could not find the pen I wanted.
Then something happened – no idea what, could have been Zelda adjusting position next to me – and my mind started saying “It’s a dream, it’s a dream, it’s a dream”. I woke up. Got up, went downstairs to get a drink of water.

Back to bed, back to sleep and right into another fantastical dream in some sort of flying object with targets to reach, targets to hit, being pursued. Just as the chasers closed in I woke.

Again my mind has been screwed for the day. It’s like a bad hangover.

I wish I could stop dreaming.

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Bookmark purge

In my departure post at Automattic I said that I did not want to spend so much time in front of a computer. Reasonable I thought. But Covid….

I do not count gaming as ‘being in front of a computer’ even though it very obviously is. (Diablo 3 Season 22 starts tomorrow…). Gaming is escape. It was non-escape that I wanted to reduce. I probably have, but I have also amassed more sites to read/scroll/refresh.

After removing the reddit app from the phone/ipad I looked yesterday at browser bookmarks (Firefox is synced across devices). I had heaps and heaps of them. Time to pare them down.

Have I looked at it in 6 months? If not, delete.
Has it been useful to read? If not, delete.
Is the community positive for me? If not, delete.
I had other little rules.
While the TV was droning on in the background I opened each bookmark folder, looked at links and deleted a ton of them.

I then did the same with RSS feeds in Newsblur.

Apps on the mobile devices were purged in the same way.

This morning, after I’d got the financial stuff sorted (prev post), I started reading ‘my usuals’. Took only a very few minutes. Repetition of articles was massively reduced. That left me enough time to get up to speed on domestic chores. I wasn’t sitting there staring at a screen for so long.

Hopefully this stays as a positive.

Owl

And it’s not even Wine time!

Paid the tax bill I was sent.
Found a cheque from the taxman dated Feb 2020, rang them and another is on the way
Changed Home Insurance company (saved £400)
Renewed BT (saved £36)
Cancelled various direct debits
Jacqui would be amazed 🙂

And finally got round to installing youtube-dl on Windows. I found this guide the most helpful – https://ostechnix.com/youtube-dl-tutorial-with-examples-for-beginners/. Might set up the Mac but I use Win more these days. Many thanks to Wes for helping me with a final tricky bit I stumbled on. Download time!

Covid and NYE

Coronavirus: Family Christmas get-togethers being considered (BBC)

It’s not Christmas they need to worry about IMO.

In my years as a nurse, with kids, I would say to younger staff that I would do the Late shift on 31 Dec and the Early shift – even a Long Day – on Jan 1 to cover their shifts. They could then go out and party freely. But I wanted my Christmas day shift covered.

I never missed a Christmas day with my family.
I worked every 31 Dec / 1 Jan.

So while Boris and his clowns talk about Dec 25th as something sacred, I honestly think they have no clue.

Shutting down 31/21/2020 for pubs / clubs / bars etc?
Do Boris and the twats seriously believe that will work?

All kudos to the Police and NHS staff.

Pricing nonsense

Doing a Prime Now shop and I need some razors. Search, scroll down and see

Nonsense

Ignore the prices, look at the x per y comparisons.
I see this junk all the time – as do you – but this one is a perfect example of just plain nonsense.

Two nights, four dreams

One.
I’m in a room somewhere, no idea where. Jacqui is in the room. I don’t see her, I don’t even hear her, but she’s there. There are various items laid out on the floor. Not big, bulky stuff. I know that I can take what I want and leave the room but whatever I leave will disappear. I cannot remember what the items were but I did not leave the room.

Two. (Same night)
I’m inside a huge hotel and inside a lift. I need to get to the 4th floor but there is no button for it. There is 4b / 4c / 4d but no 4.
Then I’m outside at the base of large mountains which the hotel is built into and onto. I, with others including one person I know, am in a hanging monorail gondola which can swing from side to side. It accelerates up the rail – and sometimes without a rail – swinging from left to right, swooping up and down. I can see the mountainsides, the flora, the rocks, the room windows, balconies. We got into the clouds.

The monorail switches to a cart, like a rollercoaster thing, but it’s more elaborate, coloruful, decorated with feathers and lights. It begins the descent, shooting around and through the mountain, around and through the hotel. The scenery changes like it’s a film. Underwater, in space, through clouds, through neon tunnels. There’s lots of music. Sometimes the rails for this too disappear, sometimes the cart changes shape and becomes enclosed, then open. The person I know is now sitting next to me. The ride goes on and on and it is wonderful.
Then it ends at the bottom and I go looking for the exit. I cannot find it. No-one else is looking though. I keep looking. Eventually the following ride ends and releases it’s passengers. They all walk directly to an exit I couldn’t see.

Three. (Next night)
I’m in a place and time that is focused around an event. The event is vague, I can’t see what it’s all about but then suddenly these shapeless colorful entities start floating toward us all, through people, through buildings. Whatever they touch turns grey and disappears. I run but I’m caught. I get transported to another place and time that is praising the consequences of the event and that changes to yet another event. The only one I remember – there were several – is one where the event was about someone ‘ordinary’ yet the immediate followup celebrated their life and accomplishments. The entities happened again but each time I became less scared and walked toward them.

Four. (Same night)
I’m in a hospital. Someone is attacking me. They have a large knife and I know they want to kill me. I’m yelling for help but the nurse who sees me ignores the situation. Students there ignore it. I keep fighting and pleading for help while punching and kicking the attacker. Even when I run from room to room I get no help. Eventually someone does see me, does call 999 and the person is subdued.

It’s weird inside my head at night.