A gag suggested this morning on Tumblr. Couldn’t get the idea out of my head. Grabbed a song from the top of my iTunes library and worked it out in Audacity.
We harvested a dozen lemons from the tree by the front door. At a loss for ideas of how to use so many, quickly. A co-worker of T’s suggested squeezing them and pouring the juice into ice-cube trays for long-term storage.
I had juiced 3 or 4 before I realized we don’t have any normal ice trays, just a few novelty silicone ones.
Ice is ice; they’ll work. I knew that being floppy silicone they’d be tough to fill THEN carry to the freezer, so I got an old beat-up CorningWare dish and put A-through-I in it. Filled the letters right to the top; a bit spilled over. Repeated with J-through-Q and R-through-Z, for a single three-layer stack.
Once they were frozen I was able to reclaim some space in the freezer by removing the CorningWare.
I guess I spilled more than I’d realized.
Don’t know if anyone will ever find this but I’m compelled to document it, since it cost me a solid half-hour+.
From the Template screen when you first open Word or Excel (or other?), if you click Sign In and the dialog box opens and there’s a different email pre-populated (because your spouse also uses it, or whatever)… and you use the same email provider (because you both use gmail or outlook.com or whatever)… WIPE OUT THE WHOLE FORM and type in your email address.
email@example.com, was replacing ONLY the
999 in the pre-populated email address
firstname.lastname@example.org, and couldn’t log in.
Web searches gave only the obvious advice (restart, reinstall, burn your house down and walk into the ocean). So I reinstalled 9 gigs of Office 365… and it kept happening. (Deleting and reinstalling didn’t wipe out whatever little .plist or whatever had memorized the
Brain flash: Do I delete the whole email address in the window? Is it that dumb? I mean… that’s the kind of mistake I’d make, in a React setState screwup.
Blammo, it worked.
- I liked B. McCulloch’s How the Internet Happened as a pretty breezy history of the 90s and 00s.
- I finally finished The Friendly Orange Glow, a history of an internetworked, federally-funded computer system that happened from the 60s to the 80s. “You mean ARPAnet?” Nope. A whole other thing that ended up losing. Glad I read it but it was sort of exhausting to get through.
- How Not To Be A Boy, Robert Webb. Autobiography of half of the Mitchell & Webb comedy team. I didn’t expect a lot of humor here and it gets pretty heavy. Strong message about husbands and fathers and sons and toxic masculinity, though a bit disjointed. Recommended whether you like Mitchell & Webb or not.
- Alif the Unseen, G. Willow Wilson. A little bit like Stross’s Laundry Files, but in the Middle East, so that’s fun. Felt a lot like a Cory Doctorow book, though, which is not as fun (to me).
- Artemis, Andy Weir. Okay. He really caught lightning in a bottle with The Martian, and it’s hard to recreate that.
- Thin Air, Richard Morgan. Glad to see RM back in the sci-fi genre. This is not quite up there with his earlier sci-fi, which I really really liked, but entertaining for sure.
- Rogue Protocol, Martha Wells. I love the voice of this series. Fourth one is waiting for me at the library now.
- “A Dead Djinn in Cairo,” P. Djèlí Clark. This was a short story on Tor’s website that was great.
- Foundryside, Robert Jackson Bennett. RJB might be my favorite world-builder lately. Book 1 of a new series, now that The Divine Cities has concluded (?).
- “White Nights,” F. Dostoyevsky. I figured I should balance all the genre fiction with something else, and I stumbled across an ePub of this so I gave it a try. Eh.
- This Book Will Save Your Life, A.M. Homes. I would’ve liked this when I was 25, just like I liked Bret Easton Ellis at the time. Is L.A. really like this?
- Things You Should Know, A.M. Homes. I like collections of short stories so I grabbed this along with the novel. It’s been 3 weeks since I finished it and I have literally no memory of any of the stories. I gave it 2/5 on Goodreads…
- Culdesac, Robert Repino. A brief novella I read on the treadmill. Anthropomorphic animals; imagine a gritty, humorless version of Alan Dean Foster’s Spellsinger series. This was marked “1.5” in a series, so I’ve added Book 1 to my to-read.
This post originally appeared at https://www.rich-text.net/posts/2019/02/01/81718/.