Just a pic from my front porch today to show those of you who don’t have snow yet what’s coming! (You can click on the pic to make it bigger.)
random thoughts
Snow squall
Signs you may (just may) be getting older
A couple of reminders that things are only getting worse.
(1) Recovery time for any aches, pains, or injury just keeps getting longer.
I’ve always had a bit of a bad back. As in it’s OK most of the time but roughly every 18 months it just goes on me for no real reason. I don’t overwork it or do anything to put it out, but it just goes. And by that I mean I can’t get out of bed, or stand up straight if I do get out of bed.
Now in the past, and this has been recurring since I was a kid, these flare-ups have usually only lasted 24 hours. After that I’m on the mend. In just a couple of days I’m pretty much full strength. But my most recent attack lasted a full week. I’m still not 100%.
It’s the same for anything that goes wrong. Any pain you used to go bed with, knowing that it would be fine when you woke up the next morning, now takes days or weeks to get better. I pulled a muscle in my rib area last year and it took three months before I could lift anything.
(2) You can’t see or hear as well.
I’ve always watched movies with subtitles on. I don’t know if that’s so much because my hearing is going though or because of poor sound recording. Only recently, however, I noticed for the first time I was having trouble reading a book with some really small print. Or maybe I just thought it was small.
Because I’m shortsighted I’ve never worn glasses to read, But I find with this book I have to hold it at just the right distance to be able to read it comfortably. This is a bit worrying, as I do have a lot of books with small print (all those Penguin Classics Dickens novels!) and I’m wondering how big an issue this is going to be moving forward. I suppose at some point I’ll be having to get large print editions out of the library to manage.
The Cloud Coast
What does that even mean? Part VI
I remember before the COVID-19 pandemic a bag of Doritos never cost above $3. On sale you could get them for $1.50 or $1.88. But I’m glad to see Wal-Mart is rolling back their prices. Way, way back if this sign is any indication.
Where the sidewalk ends
The Meaning of Life
This is an index page for my posts on things I see in my day-to-day life that just don’t add up. See if you can figure them out.
Prequel: (Not) From Concentrate
Part I: Food Makes Food
Part II: Fresh or Free
Part III: Book Sale Facilities
Part IV: Glacier Freeze
Part V: Crosswalk
Part VI: Price Rollback
The Age of Sail
What does that even mean? Part V
This is a crosswalk. I don’t know what the traffic rules and regulations are where you live, but around here these broad white stripes mean it’s a crosswalk. And that means vehicles stop for pedestrians.
But according to the sign this isn’t a crosswalk. It’s like any other stretch of road, where pedestrians yield to vehicles.
Except it’s painted as a crosswalk.
Of course, this particular bit of signage is on campus, which is a place with its own rules and regulations. So I guess anything goes.
About this item
So I was just looking online for a new winter coat. As some of you may remember, I had a bit of trouble with this a few years back. Anyway, I was browsing through the discount offerings at the Wal-Mart and came across this product description that I first thought might be AI slop. Then I decided AI couldn’t be this bad. No, somebody, somewhere figured that this was the best way to sell a coat.
I resisted adding this particular item to my cart, as impressed as I was that it was made of “materials” and was guaranteed to make me look not just handsome but more handsome. I don’t know if the world could handle that.









