Can I cry over spilled beer? I heard a “Whump!” in the kitchen this morning and went to investigate what Ferrous had knocked over. Nothing! One of my growlers of homebrew (in the pantry) broke due to pressure. What a mess! The last growler (depressurized) is now in the fridge.
We’re getting the first significant snow of the season today. It’s the wet heavy kind of snow that makes everything pretty, but is a PITA to deal with.
So… let’s say you’re the owner of a small restaurant. You’ve got a ton of wine corks from your (thankfully) hard-drinking customers. You have a hole in the floor where a radiator used to be, that’s letting in cold air. What do you do? Something like this, probably.
This is the external keyboard that came with my new work laptop, and the keyboard that came with one of my first Macs in the early 1990s. Except that they’re both Apple-branded, they could not be more different. The old one is by far preferable to type on, and so that’s what I’ll be using.
I finally broke down and asked my work for a company-issued laptop, mostly for better-supported remote access. They fixed me up pretty well. My old laptop (on the left) will now mostly stay at home and be strictly for personal use.
I have to thank Verizon for delivering these phone books on trash day, so I could easily put them in the same place we’ve put all our other phone books: in the recycle bin.
My unofficial gague of how cold it’s been recently is the temperature of our (drafty, uninsulated) basement: if it gets below 50 degrees, I consider it a cold snap.