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I decided to try Robin's reading glasses to see if they made it easier to read my atlas. The short answer is yes.

But in reality, I have a very long history of being near-sighted, correcting that vision with glasses, and thus developing a very strong habit of lifting my glasses to help me see fine print better. Obviously, this is not a good strategy with reading glasses. I felt like I was in some sort of (not very funny) slapstick comedy.

It just feels so wrong to look through glasses when trying to read! Ha! I'll learn.

Video of the Day - Saturday Night Live's Black Jeopardy - There are actually many different episodes of "Black Jeopardy," and I watched two more after seeing this one, which features the Black Panther from Wakanda, but this is by far my favorite.

It feels wrong laughing at racist society, so I'm not sharing this on Facebook. But I'm a sucker for the fish-out-of-water strategy of examining culture. Plus the acting is fun, especially Darnell's facial expressions, and I just love T'Challa.

Darnell (host) - "This is the reason your cable bill is in your grand mamma's name."

T'Challa (Black Panther) - "What is: To honor her, as the foundation of the family?"

Darnell - "Hmm. That's really nice. It's wrong." ...

Shanice - "What is: 'Cause I'm fid'na get a car, and I don't need all that on my credit?"

And now, because of this video, we joke about putting "raisins" in things at my house. You know you want to be in on the joke. Deb-Bob says, "Check it out!"
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It all started when I saw the Zyliss manual food processor in a Bed Bath and Beyond catalog. I like the idea of using my own power to chop things up but also having it go a lot faster. And this device looked easier to clean than regular food processors. And easier to store because it's small. Here's a YouTube video if you want to see it in action.

So I got one.

The first (and only) thing I've tried so far has been onions. I pull the cord seven times for minced onions. My eyes still water when I take the onions out, but it's probably better than chopping by hand. But most importantly--woosh, woosh, woosh! It's fun. And with a cute tiny rubber spatula, it's not that hard to get most of the onions back out. And then if you get to it right away, it's easy to wash. It's a little scary and dangerous to let the blades dry out in the open (in the dish rack), but so far we have been good.

Besides using a whole onion in beef dishes, I also tried using just a tablespoon or two in omelettes. This is purely because my favorite omelette ever is actually the Denver omelettes we had at Disney World--even though they had green peppers in it, which I don't like.

First put oil and onions in the pan while it's warming up. Then pour in the egg. Flip when it's mostly cooked. Add fillings (okay, just cheese), fold, and serve. Yum. I like this better than plain cheese omelets. The omelette is more likely to tear up than when it's just egg, but I'm not creating a masterpiece of art. It still tastes good.

So then I tried storing the rest of the onion in the freezer. I put it in a sandwich bag that I closed with a twist-tie. The resulting giant blob of onion required an ice pick (okay, I used a fork) to loosen pieces for future use.

So then I tried putting it in a sandwich bag and then flattening it before folding the ends closed. This worked much better. I can easily break off a piece or two and drop it into the pan. Then as it warms up, I can easily break it up with my spatula.

So now whenever I make an omelette, it has a little bit of onion in it. This does not count as a very big portion of a serving of produce, but it's still a good idea. I recommend it!
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So I have finally used the castle-shaped pan I described before. I used a bundt cake recipe I had for a chocolate zucchini cake with orange zest and cinnamon in it. Actually I've been afraid of this recipe as well as the pan. The first time I made it, it was delicious and interesting. The second time it was oddly boring. But this time it came out delicious and interesting again. Yea!

Anyway, I ended up going with the Baker's Joy spray oil + flour. This is a lot more fun than regular spray oil because it puffs up.

Then I poured some of the batter in a cupcake pan so I wouldn't have too much in the castle pan. But it totally poured out all down the sides as it cooked anyway. Fortunately, I had taken the advice of setting the pan on a cookie sheet in the oven, so that was easy to clean up. And if I were going to err, I didn't want to err in the direction of not filling up the whole pan.

The batter that dripped into pools on the cookie sheet while cooking were crunchy and so delicious that I decided that this batter was also a good cookie "dough." Frankly, I like it even better as cookies than as cake. So that was an interesting thing to learn.

Then I waited the amount of time you're supposed to and flipped it out onto a cookie sheet. This worked perfectly! I could see all the details quite well.

Then I had to figure out how to get it to the beginning-of-summer party I was bringing it to. I put the pan back on the cake, flipped it again, and covered it with tin foil for transport. The cookie sheet seemed large to bring to the party (where there is always loads of food and barely enough room) so I took a plate that was almost bigger than the pan. Flipping the cake over onto that worked, too.

The cake got oohs and ahs. And compared to another cake made with a sand castle theme. Can you ever have too many sand castle cakes? Perhaps, but we did not.

After a while I cut into it because nobody wanted to. Still, not much got eaten. Fortunately, it saved well and I was able to finish it up myself in a series of afternoon snacks.

Bringing it home was messy; I had to clean the bag I brought it in.

The pan was basically easy to clean. Everything came right off, so long as you could get to it with a sponge. Which I could not. For the first time ever, I wanted one of those sprayer things for my sink. I let it soak.

Then I decided a spray bottle might work. But I couldn't find one in my house. I changed the water and let it soak some more.

Then I found a squirt bottle (like is sometimes used for ketchup) and tried that. It worked better than a sponge that couldn't reach but not well enough. But then I finished it up with a couple of Q-tips. (I had thought that was an original idea, but I see it mentioned in my original entry.) There were only a few spots I couldn't reach with my sponge, so it didn't take long to finish up.

And now it's clean and dry and put away.

So the biggest problem is that people don't want to eat it because it's too pretty. And the washing is not as fast as a regular cake pan. I think I will use it again sometimes, but this is not my new favorite answer to the question of what to bring to parties.
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I am getting a pan in the shape of a castle for my birthday this year, by which I mean I already got it even though it's not officially my birthday (observed) yet.

It looks so cool!

Unfortunately, I am afraid to use it. I once had a waffle iron. After using it, I had real trouble getting it clean. I scrubbed. I let it soak and scrubbed again. Many, many times. Then I was afraid to use it again, even though I learned that you're supposed to coat it with butter or oil first even though it's teflon, so I just gave it away.

Just look at all those nooks and crannies. That is not going to be fun to clean.

The instructions say to "brush" the entire inside "with solid vegetable shortening and dust with flour or cocoa" before adding the batter or dough. Even though the interior is supposedly nonstick.

Robin wants to make aspic in it. I'm not afraid of that being hard to clean out--I just don't want to eat it.

Monkey bread, where each piece is dipped in butter, doesn't sound that scary either, except for the fact that it's yeast bread and that's not really what I want to make.

So, I'm doing some additional research.

Georgia Pellegrini, using a similar pan, has these hints:
* She oils and flours the pan.
* She says to "give the mold a few taps against the counter to get out any air bubbles."
* Also to "take a spatula and pull the batter up on the sides so that it is a bit higher than the center ... since the center rises faster than the edges."
* She dusts the finished cake with powdered sugar, which emphasizes the shape nicely.

The following tips come from Grandma Bonnie's Closet:
1. Wash your pan thoroughly with warm soapy water and dry well.
2. Coat your pan with a baking spray. The baking spray should contain flour in it. Very Important! Use a pastry brush to evenly distribute the spray into every crevice. Make sure there are no globs of flour or pools of oil in the pan.
3. Fill the pan about 3/4. Roll the pan from side to side to coat the walls of the pan above the batter line. This helps the cake to rise up evenly on the sides.
4. Tap the pan on a table or counter to release any air bubbles.
5. Allow the cake to cool for 10 minutes after baking. No shorter or longer than 10 minutes.
6. Pick up the pan with hot pads. Gently shake the cake sided to side. Use a plastic spatula to release any cake sticking along the edges.
7. Invert the pan on a cooling rack or plate. Allow to finish cooling.

One reviewer on Amazon says this "bakes up just like any other bundt cake, so long as you get each nook and cranny of the pan interior with flour-added cooking spray. (It's right there on the grocer's shelf next to the regular spray.) If you do that one simple step, I guarantee that this cake will release from the pan perfectly every time!"

Another says, "Follow the directions for flouring and cooling. If you don't, you'll be using a toothpick to clean those details. Otherwise, the cakes lifts out perfectly. I use Bak-klene spray available at Williams-Sonoma, where I purchased the pan. Then I flour the pan."

Another says, "I tried using Bakers Joy and the cake still stuck. The next time I used Bakers Joy, added flour and baked the cake a bit longer and it came out perfectly. Don't be afraid to let your cake get well done in this pan- it helped rather than hindered."

Another says, "Just make sure to spray the thing really well with Pam before you bake. I use a baby bottle brush to speed clean up of the pan when I'm done."

Another says, "I spray the nooks and crannies heavily with cooking spray (any kind works fine, not just the flour version) and the cake comes right out." Hmm, opposing advice.

Another says, "I let the finished cake cool for about 10 minutes before flipping the pan over on a wire rack, then I let it cool the rest of the way in the pan (overnight, usually) and give it a slight shake to release. I've been told I should release it after the first 10 minutes, but then I'm afraid the cake will go stale or get wrecked if I try to cover it before it's completely cooled off. It seems to work fine for me to leave it in the pan until completely cooled.

"My only complaint is that I had a hard time locating some information about how much to fill it (2/3 to 3/4 seems to be the best)."

Some cleaning tips:

One reviewer says, "Cute idea If you are bored and have nothing to do ....and have an extra 45 minutes to clean a cake pan with a Q-tip to get every crevice clean then you should buy this cake pan. This is not dishwasher safe."

Here's a thorough one: "First cake did not come out easily. Learned to wait until just ready to pour into mold to spray with flour cooking spray. No problems with cake removal since. This bundt pan is a little hard to clean after use but well worth the extra few minutes. If you boil some water and pour it into the mold and add a squirt of a degreaser dishwashing soap, wait a few minutes, you should have no problem swishing with a wash cloth to get it clean."

Another says, "The pan is a pain in the butt to clean. I recommend a SOFT toothbrush."

This may or may not be smaller than a normal bundt cake pan, so I may have to use less batter.

I'm also realizing that transporting it may be problematic.

I'm not sure I feel better yet. I'll just have to work through my fears and experiment.
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The problem with non-stick pans is that they have to be replaced periodically. Oh, yeah, and something about poisons.

My pan has suddenly started to stick, so I guess it's time to replace it. After only about fifteen years! Since non-stick pans never last that long, I am not allowed to complain.

My current pan

Still, it's time to figure out what to get next. Things I liked about my pan (some sort of 6-inch T-fal teflon skillet):

* non-stick, even for eggs (which is pretty much all I use it for: scrambled eggs, omelets, fried rice, French toast, and the occasional crepe)
* lightweight
* no rivets - keeps it easy to clean
* pretty (mostly black)
* the perfect size for a one-egg omelette or a crepe, and big enough for two scrambled eggs or a piece of French toast
* the bottom is flat, so the raw egg is about the same thickness, so long as my burner is flat
* has a hole in the handle, so I can hang it from a nail

Things I didn't like:

* I guess there was poison, but since I don't use high heat or metal spatulas, maybe it wasn't so bad
* needs replacing periodically

Other negatives I didn't mind:

* not safe for dishwashers (I don't have a dishwasher)
* easily scratched - I totally didn't scratch up this one (I'm out of the habit of using metal utensils on this pan and I store it buy itself hanging off a nail rather than nested with other pans)
* supposedly it's too lightweight for even heating, but I never noticed a problem with that
* Supposedly using something besides rivets weakens the handle connection, but maybe if you have a lightweight pan and don't hit people over the head with it, you don't need a super strong handle connection.

Cast iron

So I've read over and over again that the obvious choice for someone like me is cast iron--buy it once, season it, and there you go. Just don't buy a cheaply made one that's not smooth inside.

Except many, many people say that it's only perfectly nonstick for everything except eggs. A small minority of people say it works fine with eggs. Maybe it works fine with eggs if you season it right. Many of the people for whom it didn't work with eggs felt that they had seasoned their pans right and sounded very convincing when they listed their steps. That alone is turning me against this option.

It also squicks me out a bit that you are supposed to keep it covered in baked on grease and never use soap, but I could probably get used to that.

Also, it's too heavy to hang off a nail, so I'd need to find a better hook or just find a whole different place to store it.

Environmentally nicer nonstick pans

I see mixed reviews on these. Anyone have one they like? Examples I've seen in my brief online search:

* T-Fal Professional Total Nonstick frying pan - Cook's Illustrated likes it. Apparently some or all of these have convex bottoms. (Wha? I didn't even know that was a thing to watch out for.) Also, rivets.

* Martha Stewart Ecocook pan - Somebody at TheKitchn/Apartment Therapy wanted one. It's ugly, has rivets, and most importantly is probably discontinued.

* WearEver Pure Living pan - AllCookwareFind likes it. Apparently the ceramic can chip off even with careful use. Or not. Definitely has rivets.

And dude, what's with these names? You know that game where you make up band names? (I did this just yesterday: "Loaner mouse." Yes, I was at work.) Well, you could probably also have a game where you make up nonstick pan names:
* Extreme Nonstick Ecstasy
* Egg-stra Slippery
* Continent-wide Forest of Green Pure Clean Pan of God and His Favorite Angels

Teflon again

Apparently I can handle Teflon now and no longer abuse it. Either that or I had a pan that was whatever you call the opposite of a lemon, the likes of which I will never see again. How can I know?

Blog entry of the day - Root Simple's Why are the pockets on women’s clothing so lame? (which made me think of Indigo Rose--and pretty much all women everywhere).

There are some nice, ranty bits:

"What is with women’s clothing? Why are all of the pockets sized somewhere between tiny and non-existent?

"There seems to be some misguided belief that women inherently carry lots of stuff, therefore must carry bags, therefore do not need pockets. This is false. Women carry bags because we have inadequate pockets, and we figure we may as well carry extra stuff–because why not? We have to carry the !&^%$ bag anyway. It’s a terrible cycle."

Oh, oh, and "True confession: I have inner breast pocket envy. The inner breast pocket is the one of the most secure, useful pockets ever created, and yet they are scarce as hens teeth in women’s clothing. Whence this tyranny??" Yes! Yes! Interior jacket pockets!

But then she also decided to take control of her life. Or at least two of her pockets:

"I suspect the proper way to enlarge pockets is just to replace them entirely, but the stitchery and zipper closures on this particular pair of pockets intimidated me, so I decided to enbiggen them by simply adding fabric to the bottom of the existing pockets." Fabric from a bandana--hilarious. Follow her adventure. And maybe copy it.
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llcoolvad introduced me to the Typealyzer which analyzes blogs for personality type. Here are the results for Note of the Living Deb:

ESFP - The Performers

The entertaining and friendly type. They are especially attuned to pleasure and beauty and like to fill their surroundings with soft fabrics, bright colors and sweet smells. They live in the present moment and don't like to plan ahead - they are always in risk of exhausting themselves.

The enjoy work that makes them able to help other people in a concrete and visible way. They tend to avoid conflicts and rarely initiate confrontation - qualities that can make it hard for them in management positions.


That's the exact opposite of the results I get by taking the test the normal way: INTJ.

How would my journal be the opposite of me? Don't any of my brains show up in here? I am all about thinking and analyzing and planning.

The explanation above is giving me some ideas, though. I do plan ahead, but I don't like to write about my plans in my journal too much because it feels too much like accomplishing something by itself and thus makes it less likely that I will actually do what I am planning. It's better to write about it after I have seen how the plans worked out.

And writing for an audience limits me some. Of course I try to avoid conflicts and confrontation because you never know who's going to find your journal.

But surely I don't turn into happy fun party girl? (Hey, check out this lampshade! Woo hoo! There are enough lampshades for everyone!)

Another possible explanation is that the application is still beta.
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It's not so easy to find a tour book on Oklahoma, but we did find one that included Oklahoma among other states at our local library and brought it with us.

We actually ended up using the restaurant section to help us find good local places to eat. I had always thought that was dumb because the book would probably lead us to overpriced and/or overcrowded places that may or may not still be good. (For example, an Austin tour book would probably recommend places like Kirby Lane instead of places like Mangia Pizza.)

But Robin said no, no, that's exactly what these books are for. So because of that book we ended up in the Classen Grill, which promised breakfast. It was, indeed, crowded but also good.

The best thing was the juicing machine.

Juicing machine, Classen Grill, Oklahoma City

Too bad you can't see it in action. You just load the oranges into the top and the machine grabs one at a time, slices it, juices it, and knocks the last rind out of the way. Those little green orange holders move back and forth in a semicircle to first grab an orange, then move it to the slicer, then knock the last rind out of the way while placing the new halves over the juicer, then juicing the oranges and then starting over.

Too bad I can't draw better. This is better than I usually draw:

How the juicing machine works

That juice was pretty good, too. Tasted a lot like oranges.
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I couldn't resist this spatula today:

Irresistible spatula

Sadly, the cat is only on one side; the other is plain. If you wish you had one, I got it from that place that rhymes with Spate and Peril. It's ten bucks. It's silicone with a very smooth wooden handle. It comes only in orange. You can get it with pictures of those corn candies instead, but it's not as cool.

Fall is a dangerous time for me; I love the earth tones and the bats and things. This will be in use year round. Just like my Santa Baby mug.
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What was the magical tool that let me make line drawings before? Line drawings where circles could touch edges or corners of other shapes instead of being adjustable only in gigantic steps? Drawings that could be saved as gifs?

I don't think I have any of these on my Mac at home or my PC at work. Which is making this job application a lot more difficult. What kind of writing sample am I going to submit? Some all-prose thing, I guess.

And I can't let another deadline go by. I really need to get out of this job. I suspect it's going nightmarish on me. There's evidence today that the people who have taken over a certain duty, and who have been in a big fight about who would allow the most exceptions (no, you! no, you will!) is making exceptions left and right after all. And I really don't want to be caught in the crossfire, let alone caught figuring out how to code for all this nonsense.

Plus, I might really like this job (writing and editing for an educational consultant). And their expectations are low enough (two years of writing/editing experience, but only hoping for a clue about html and a clue about math and science content) that they might actually hire me.
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(Note for those who read this daily: I added a picture to yesterday's entry.)

Today as I was walking by the car wash this afternoon, I noticed an interesting sight. There was a truck, the kind with a closed box on the end, not a pick-up truck. The back doors were open.

Inside the truck was an oven. The oven door was open. And it was the oven being washed with the soapy sudsy formula, not the truck.

I admit that the sexist part of me checked on the gender of the washer. Yes, this is how a man thinks you should clean an oven. R thinks the man might be mistaken about this, however, because water might seep into where the insulation is and make a big mess. So sad.

I am fascinated when people use tools normally used in one sphere to do tasks in some other area. I first noticed this during a father-son event in Cub Scouts. The females were supposed to leave the house and let the males bake a cake with no help from the females. And these were to be auctioned later. Afterwards, we got to hear the stories.

They dropped the cake taking it out of the oven and a big chunk fell out onto the floor. Don't worry, they didn't sneak it back in. They just filled in the gaping hole with lots of extra frosting. They thought whichever kids got those pieces would be very happy.

They used food coloring to dye the frosting, but they applied it with paintbrushes (bought specially for the purpose). It was a space scene with planets and stars. And Superman. And the USS Enterprise. It took an entire bottle of blue food coloring to make the frosting a dark enough blue. And it was totally cool looking.

So: paintbrushes to decorate cakes. Definitely an interesting idea.

I've seen other good examples, but I'm having trouble remembering any. I've seen a utility knife used as a seam ripper. I have this vague memory that many carpentry and quilting tools are interchangeable. Both folks like to have things square, and measure twice before cutting once, etc.

Metal spatulas are very handy for all kinds of scraping jobs, even stereotypically male ones. I've used brooms to sweep off picnic tables. And certain kinds of whisk brooms make great dusting tools.

That's all I can think of for now. Feel free to tell us more in the comments.
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Today my blog on Modern Necessities is included in the Carnival of Personal Finance, Financial Superheroes Edition. This thing is huge this week!

The Carnival of Personal Finance is hosted by a different blog each week--those hosts read a huge number of entries and then write some sort of introduction to each one. A lot of work!

There are blog carnivals on many subjects, so if you like the idea but not the topic, check out a different one.
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Nothing in particular comes to mind as a good topic to write about today, so I'll just tell you a bunch of little things.

We had spectacular weather today. This morning it was foggy, which is rare here and which I don't have to worry about because I don't have to drive in it. So all the trees were well framed. And there was a mild, wonderful-smelling breeze, like evergreens. And it's right near the peak of fall color right now. We actually have some brilliant reds and yellows as well as some rich dark reds and plenty of oranges and browns.

Also, it's deliciously warm. Just perfect for wearing long sleeves.

**

I no longer enjoy work party food as much as I once did. I'm much more conscious of the probable fact that virtually none of the foods belong on a diet of no hydrogenated fats or totally processed grains. And a lot of it just isn't as yummy as what I can make myself and seems not quite worth the calories. So sad.

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The CSS validator at http://jigsaw.w3.org/css-validator/ sure has a lot of warnings nowadays. Even though my new page was valid, I still had six pages of warnings to go through. I mostly got ones about dangerous possibilities that the font color and background color might match. I added some redundancies to my code to make it obvious that this could never happen except in the one case where I want it to happen. (It's the link where blind people can skip all the stuff in the navigation bar that they've probably heard a million times already. So no one needs to see it.) I got it down to about ten lines of warnings referring to I think five lines of code, to each of which I added an explanation so the next person who looks at it understands. I have very heavily commented CSS code.

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I learned that turning off the heat when you first add the ramen noodles and expecting them to cook anyway works well for me, even though I like my noodles overcooked.

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I saw my dentist this week. I didn't get my numbers measured, but there was much less scraping, especially at the gum line. Basically, it was a fantasy cleaning. I actually mentioned this to the lady, and she said my gumline was fine except in one spot. I still wonder if maybe the difference is that she's new.

I asked if she's seen anyone who didn't need any scraping at all. She said yes. One. People had warned her that she wouldn't find anything on this one guy, and she looked hard and couldn't. So, it's possible!

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You may not hear from me tomorrow because I have five activities to slide in. First, two games of winter league ultimate frisbee. Second, a game and puzzle and juggling party. Third, a housewarming party that is also a prelude to R's company party. Fourth, R's company party. Fifth, post-party party at one of the hotel rooms (we probably won't make it to this one).

I read somewhere that most companies that are throwing parties are having them this week, and my data supports that.
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Remember how I promised I'd check my tire pressure regularly? R. just found a new tool for that, and I bought it. For $5.00 at Target, you can get a thing called "4 tire pressure valve caps." They look sort of like these. Or cheaper versions of these.

First you get all your tires to the proper pressure in the way you normally do. Then you replace your regular valve caps with these things. They have a button that pops out. If your tire has enough pressure, you can see a green edge. When it gets low, you can see only a red line.

So, it's no good for helping you adjust a tire's pressure, but it might be good for checking the pressure regularly. I'm hoping it will be more sensitive than visually noticing that one's tire looks a bit flat.

And they insist that you need to check for air leakage right after you put on these caps. "Cover the valve cap with soap and water and look for bubbles or movement in the soapy water." They show a paint brush in the picture. I think I will use a paper towel. If there's a problem, they say the valve stem may have gotten damaged. So I wonder if you need the soapy water test every time you add air to the tires and then put this cap gauge back on.

At Target a set of four is sold in a red box about five inches square located on, as it says right on the packaging, "Automotive Gift Endcap." So I guess they are intended to be stocking stuffers. The problem is that you have to know the recipient's car's ideal tire pressure. There are two options. One is 32 pounds per square inch, for "cars" and for "22 PSI to 32 PSI." The other is 36 for "SUV's, Vans, etc." and for "26 to 36 PSI." R's truck tires, like my car tires, prefer 32 psi, so I would have guessed wrong, were I to have guessed.

Calendars

Sep. 13th, 2006 01:29 pm
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This morning I was reading my neighborhood newsletter and reading about various events and thinking that I really need to get a good calendar system.

I have a good one at work. I use the same Outlook system as everyone else, so we can all see each other's calendars. And it reminds me when something's coming up in case I get sucked into what I'm doing, which I always do. I finally added an activity for 5:00 every weekday called "go home" so I don't get sucked in too far at quitting time either.

Then I also have a paper calendar for work which I can carry with me, add optional things to, and look at first thing in the morning before the computer is ready.

And I've been thinking about how many interesting resources I've been finding on Google lately. (I finally made a personalized homepage and am using it for the first time to take advantage of RSS feeds. And they have an online spreadsheet of all things.) And so I decided to see if Google has an online calendar.

And they do. So I'm trying it out. So far I like it except for activities that don't start or end right on the half hour. You can change the time to show the appropriate time, but then the little descriptor box jumps off the calendar and into the header. That's no good for me. So I use the nearest times and then detail the real times in the description of the event.

However, I do like this feature for items that don't have a particular time, like I just want to get something done on a certain day or start thinking about something on a certain day. I don't like having to make up a time. So for this system, I just call it an all-day event and then it pops to the top.

It also lets you schedule weekly and monthly things, which is great except for the meeting that's offered the last Wednesday of every month. Again, I just settled for the fourth Wednesday of every month and added a note to the title. (There's room for a description and comments, but they don't appear unless you click on things.) You can tell this feature was made with students in mind because it's very easy to click on an Monday-Wednesday-Friday option or a Tuesday-Thursday option instead of having to put check marks in all the relevant boxes yourself (which is also an option).

And if you've gone off into the deep future to plan things, there's a little "today" button you can click that will snap you back to the present.

And best of all, I can access this system from work and from home.

Of course, now that I'm writing this, I'm remembering that in the olden days I just carried around a calendar in my purse. My old bank used to give one out, but then stopped. Then I used to get the tiny ones from Hallmark, but they're really a bit too small. The bank ones were checkbook size, and these were half as big. So then I started just making my own. I don't remember now why or even when I stopped.

A paper calendar would be even better than the electronic one (except for the magically repeating appointments), so I probably should just do that.

Well, there's one other good feature to the Google calendar that I noticed and that's that you can invite people or "add guests" to your meetings. I haven't tried this, but if it's like outlook, then this would be a way of letting other people add the same events to their Google calendars by just clicking "yes" in their e-mail notification or whatever.

Oh, and you can get little reminders, but for my personal life, I don't generally want a fifteen-minute reminder like I do for my work life. I added a two-day reminder for some things. But it doesn't seem like this feature will be that useful for me.

Oh, but I can let other people look at it. I'm not sure how they look at it, but I've added my gym buddies as people allowed to look at anything so they can see if I'm still planning to make it to the gym.

If interested, you might want to start at Google's calendar overview page, which I just now looked at. Informative.

How do you handle your need to remember what you've scheduled for yourself? Does it all just fit into your brain, or what?
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Today I had to attend a class on computer security. It was taught by a guy with a high-pitched nasal voice and an accent. The worst word was "the-FAH" (therefore). I did enjoy "WEAR-i-fy" (verify), "WIRE-esses" (viruses) and my favorite, "grupp" (group).

That doesn't sound so fun, but actually it was because the speaker was knowledgeable, aware, and funny. He started off explaining how computer guys can build a castle around you to protect you, but if you make a small hole, anyone can get through that hole. They can make rules, but if you don't like them, you will find a way to get around them. So our computer guys decided the best strategy is education (plus some rules, some recommendations, and some castle building). And thus, the class.

For example, we are no longer forced to change our passwords every 42 days because this rule makes people more likely to write the words down and store them under the keyboard or in a desk drawer. Instead the speaker just strongly recommends finding passwords that are hard for other people to guess (letters plus numbers, upper- plus lower-case, no words), and he recommends we change them regularly.

My favorite example of making recommendations instead of rules came up when he talked about adware and how it spies on you gives you pop-up windows. He recommends using SpyBot Search and Destroy. But maybe you like pop-up windows.

He also talked about "social engineering," which he described as people trying to trick you by abusing your kindness or curiosity or by impersonating people or entities that you trust. He said that as a network administrator, he would never ask for a password. He would ask the user to type it in directly. And he explained that if he ever does ask anyone for a password, it's not really him.

This sort of thing always reminds me of Star Trek: Oh no! Our computer guy would never ask us for a password! Then it must not really be him. He's either an alien, or under the control of aliens or something like that. When I wiggle my eyebrows funny, you'll know to kick his knees out from under him.

Of course in real life, people are generally too complex for these Star Trek moments to really happen. (And we might also not have quite as much alien intervention.) So you just end up saying, "Who are you, and where did you put [name of person you're talking to]?" Or just "Where's my [name of person you're talking to]?"

Overheard at work: "What fresh hell is this?" I'll probably never use that quote, but I might think it. Good comic relief. P.S. Actually, I found this written on a piece of paper of mine, and I'm remembering that I wrote it down during the presentation by Susan Scott, the author of Fierce Conversations, and I have a vague recollection that she attributed this quote to both her mother and a client in different stories.
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A friend of mine, I'll call her Buddy, has gotten really active on MySpace. It has helped her greatly expand her social life, and she's having a blast. She's found people to join her in all kinds of activities, and they give her ideas, too.

She's been encouraging a bunch of her friends to join, if for no other reason than so she doesn't have to post all her activities twice (once on MySpace and once via e-mail). But there are also a lot of other fabulous reasons to join.

Except that after looking the place over I'm not impressed. It feels a little too much like a keg party. With spam. But to access our friend's stuff, Robin and I decided to join as a single, bare-bones user, right after I thought up a user name I like: BuddyMadeMe.

In other news, we watched a movie called "Bend It Like Beckham." It's a coming-of-age film, a sports movie, a romance, and a comedy. It's got your generation gap, your culture clash, secrets, huge wedding, and sappy sections. It's too soon yet to tell whether it will stick with me and I'll want to own it or whether it will be just another movie I forget about. What stands out now are that there are several characters who mean well but do a terrible job. But they continue to mean well, and this helps them get a clue. I like that notion. Also, it kept me chuckling.

The reason I am writing about this movie is to advise you that if you ever get this movie on DVD you should watch the featurette extra called "Who Wants to Cook Aloo Gobi?"

The movie director always fantasized about having a cooking show, and so she took that line from the movie as an excuse to show us how to cook Aloo Gobi, a curry made with cauliflower and potatoes. So of course she's got all the ingredients and explains things about them and shows us the chopping and the measuring. But she's also got her mother and her aunt sitting right behind her the whole time. Both of them are experts at making this dish and neither is at all afraid to speak up. So you get up to three philosophies on how to do each step. It was definitely the most fun cooking show I've seen.
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The broken system du jour is my computer again. I again couldn't get to any of my documents. This time the network administrator decided it was my messed up firewall that was to blame, which he had tried but failed to replace months ago. There is a new computer waiting for me, and that will fix my problems eventually. Meanwhile, I can access my documents via the web.

However, I cannot print anything. I know it's the same problem because when I search the network to find a printer to "add," my computer can't see any. I don't have the heart to call my network administrator again today.

And two, count them, two reports that were supposed to have been run by today and that will give me enough work to do for the entire month, were not run. One was forgotten, for the second month in a row, out of two months total so far. The other report someone was afraid to run until feeling more sure that a certain broken something has been fixed and so is waiting for another guy to placate these fears.

Well, so that's fine because I've been volunteered to help with another project anyway, which I normally wouldn't have time for. Except that apparently the delegater has no time to see me today. The one time proposed was during a meeting I have, I replied that I was available all other times until 5:00, and there has been no response.

I'm tired and I want to go home.
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Today the network administrator came around to give us all new IP addresses or something. Afterwards, neither my boss nor I could get to our documents.

Ah, yes, every day a new reason why I can't do any work.

My boss's was an easy fix; the My Documents icon was pointing to the wrong place. Network Adminstrator typed in the proper place.

However, my icon was pointing to the right place. I suggested that the problem was that I had the address of Satan. Network Administrator was not overly amused. I said I bet there were three sixes in there. He assured me there was only one. Nevertheless, he did decide it was a bad egg of some kind and tried a new one. This worked.
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Today was about cleaning and organizing.

At work I went through quite a lot of old e-mails, organizing them, learning (and re-learning) a few things, checking and updating my documentation.

During lunch I got in 40 minutes of walking by going to Breed and Co., a local hardware store which is literally divided in half at the front door with the left side being full of manly things and the right side being full of girly things. I went to the girly section to look over plants and pots. I found a really nice 6-inch glazed pot which I thought might look nice on the window sill at my office for only US$4.50 and got it.

However, the pot mostly just captures the sunlight and converts it into glare, so I brought it home.

At home I caught up on some of my finances, some mopping, some laundry, some of my nutritional needs, and the dishes.

It's interesting how when you get enough laundry, you can make a whole load out of reds (with some pinks, oranges, and purples).

**

Our city bus drivers began striking today at noon. For some reason this did not affect campus shuttles, and several other popular routes were manned, at least to some extent. Also, extra services were made available for handicapped riders. Unlike New York City, our city does not come to a standstill when mass transit workers go on strike. From what I could tell, the drivers had gotten all their demands except that at the last minute their medical co-pays were to be increased by $5 per visit this year, and an additional $5 per visit next year.

In the past, drivers have had to deal with some pretty nasty working conditions, besides driving large unwieldy buses through nasty traffic, such as not being allowed to take enough bathroom breaks. I wouldn't mind having to walk or bike to work to support them. However, I think most non-students who ride the buses to work have to be on their feet all day. A lot get off at the hospital, for example. And I don't like to see them have to walk to work, too.

**

During my commute I got to read the part of my book where a character starts canoeing again after not having done so in a couple of decades. I also haven't canoed in a couple of decades. She was better than I ever was, but for some reason she doesn't seem to know that the boat is more stable if you sit lower in it. After she and her friend got shot at, she definitely should have told her friend to get off the seat and perhaps even lie in the bottom of the boat--also out of the sight of the shooter. (The friend was the intended victim, even.)

After they flipped, I'd hoped they'd hide under the boat with their heads inside above the water, and slowly kick it back to shore, because that's so cool that there's a big bubble of air under there, but, no, they just stayed on the side away from the shooter, which was also conveniently the side closest to the nearest shore.

Also the character makes a cushion to kneel on, but wouldn't knee pads be so much more practical? (And this is an exceeding practical character.) Maybe I'm biased about the knee pads because when my knees were hurting I made myself knee pads out of things I had on hand at summer camp. I had thin knee socks with Holly Hobbie on the sides which I had thought might be good for a costume. I folded a thick sock into a pad and slid it halfway down one of the knee socks which I then tied around my knee (with the knot at the side for maximum comfort). This worked quite well except for looking a bit odd. And it felt so much better on the hot and gritty canoe bottom.
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Today I learned how to turn my water off at the street. I am actually strong enough to do it.

I should have learned this as soon as I bought my house, in case leaks sprung and I wanted to stop them, but no. Because you need a special tool. But now we have this special tool.

So, at my house, you go out toward the street and find a square metal plate at the street end of the front yard, at the property line between me and my neighbors to the south. Robin brings out a hammer so we can use the claw in the keyhole-looking part of it to pry the plate up, but then I find that I can just slip my fingers under there and lift one end as if it's on a hinge. Then I scootch up to carefully flip it over onto the grass when suddenly my foot drops six inches into the ground and I lose my grip and it goes over not quite so gently.

Then I pull my foot out of the hole and remember that there used to be a little round metal cover over this hole, which has a concrete pipe inside it. I don't know what that's for. (I guess a neatly mown lawn is good for safety reasons.)

So, under the square metal plate are two water meters with two metal bars attached. I jump to the conclusion that the meter closer to my side is mine and the meter closer to my neighbor's side is theirs.

The special tool is the shape of a capital T at the top, with a little bracket at the bottom. The bracket perfectly fits over the bar attached to the meter. Then I start turning it clockwise/right (righty-tighty, lefty-loosy--and turning off the water means tightening it, right?). It takes quite a bit of my muscle, but not more than I actually have. After 180 degrees, it stops. Voila! The water is turned off.

Oh, I'm sorry, is suspense building? We just needed to replace the rubber gasket thingies in the kitchen faucets. You know how you bring your old parts to the hardware store to make sure you bring matching new parts home? Well, this would not have worked if I had been doing it myself because our old gaskets had a very different look to them due to the years of gouging and splatting that had been happening to them. Let's just say the older ones were much more decorative than the newer ones.

Boring as it seemed, I really should have watched/helped my dad do more of this kind of stuff. At least I observed cooking and learned embroidery (which is close enough to sewing to be helpful) when I was a kid so I can feed myself cheaply and make minor clothing repairs.

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