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One year ago this week, Cape Elizabeth Lighthouse, near Portland, Maine. 🇺🇲

Twitter isn't down; their algorithm simply banned everyone at the same time.

In this era of newspeak, when the longstanding meanings of words and expressions are being constantly memory-holed, and when you can be charged with a thought crime for using last week's definition, owning a paper dictionary is indispensable, if only for the sake of one's own sanity.

I'm in the process of assembling a new computer for my wife, to replace a Mac mini that's nearly a decade old. Everything should be here in the next day or two. For once she isn't getting one of my hand-me-downs! 😄

My pilgrimage along the Camino de Santiago, which was supposed to start six months ago today, is still on hold. At this point, it's clearly not going to start any earlier than 2021.

It's shocking how much the world changed so quickly after I wrote this blog post in mid-March.

Last night at a party, I got talking to someone about my blog's long-standing Facebook ban, and he asked me if I knew about Parler. I said I did, and Gab too, but that I had no desire to trade one walled garden for another. I asked him if he knew about the Fediverse. He didn't, so I gave him a high-level description. He seemed intrigued. We'll see what happens next.

Is anyone else getting election poll questions by SMS? Maybe it's been around a while, but it's new to me. My gut says they're internal polls coming from the campaigns. The questions are clearly designed to lead to a specific answer, or at least to reduce the chance of giving an undesired answer.

People are saying the president looks younger since he left Walter Reed yesterday. Is it really any surprise? It's probably the first few good nights of sleep he's had since the escalator ride.

Now that the weather is getting nicer here in Phoenix, I decided to push back my workday schedule by an hour so I could do some hiking in the mornings.

If you're hearing dog whistles when no one else hears them, you're probably a dog.

The cat is recently having trouble seeing. To keep her from using the stairs, my wife bought a doggie gate to put at the bottom of the stairwell. I said the gate wouldn't work because the cat could simply jump over it, but for over a week I've been wrong. However, a few minutes ago I heard a loud thud in the stairwell, after which I watched the cat dart past the office and into the upstairs bedroom.

View over Río Plata from our hotel balcony at dusk. Colonia del Sacramento, Uruguay. October 2017. 🇺🇾


I didn't watch last night's presidential debate. Who won?

I received an e-mail today from Air France-KLM letting me know their loyalty program has an updated privacy policy that is "more concise." It's now a mere 14 pages long.

I’m not really a do-it-yourselfer. I’m more of a don’t-do-it-at-aller, which is one of the reasons our home has maintained its timeless mid-1980s aesthetic. However, sometimes things get past the point of ignoring, and I either have to act or get someone else to act for me. About a month ago, I could smell a musty odor coming from under the kitchen sink. The faucet itself was leaking, not any of the shutoff valves or other plumbing.

Why is anyone still talking about the U.S. census? Wasn't the official census date April 1? If you still can't say for sure where you slept nearly six months ago, will a few more weeks really improve your memory?

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