Unliking an little-known song on Spotify and ceremoniously saying final goodbyes, knowing you'll likely never hear it again in your life
Any conversation
Still in Quebec City, which has a pretty sizable street population once you come down from the hill where the tour groups go. We had to basically step over some guys sharing a glass pipe on the only stairs up the hill yesterday; I have teenagers so this bothered me.
Later, my youngest and I were talking and he says "why don't the police do something about that?"
๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐๐๐ฒ๐ผ๐ ๐ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฅ๐น ยท๐ก๐จ๐๐ฉ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐ต๐ ๐ค๐ฑ๐๐ค๐ฆ ๐๐ด ๐ ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ผ ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ฑ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ฏ ๐๐ง๐ฎ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐๐ฐ, ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐๐ด ๐๐ต๐, ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐, ๐ฏ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฉ๐ค๐.
Iโve been inspired to cook more Japanese food lately so for dinner I made salmon teriyaki, miso soup, rice, and pickles.
I've been on a kick lately of trying to visualize the oscillating clock, and ultimately the effectively arbitrarily complex activity of a computer processor, as modern refinements of the line shaft factory of the 19th century. Of compute as being not much more than profoundly refined "work" delivered by the electrical grid into marvelously complex machines.
Does that, as a metaphor at least, feel as important to you as it has to me of late? We spend so much time in a world abstracted.




