We asked about Disney-branded face-masks at the hotel trinket-store; they said they're out property-wide because they had an optimistic 2-for-1 sale when things were improving. Things got worse; they ordered more; the next batch is "stuck in the ocean," apparently.
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Yesterday I screenshared into Mom's computer to help her with a password problem. Noticed that she was on Mojave and it wanted her to upgrade to Big Sur. Started that process; 12 hours later it's still stuck on the boot-screen loading bar. Why do I do this to myself? She's 5 hours from an Apple Store. Am I gonna drive 3 hours to her house, to boot this goddam thing in safe mode? If Apple can't get this right, can anyone?
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today's little project - a filter (2 really) for my blog that allows me to tag something noWeb or noRss and have that post only appear in the RSS feed or only on my site. (Using the "tags" concept as a category, not a tumblr-teen goof, contra my post this morning.)
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The thing about "tags" and DIY blogging is that all the tools treat "tags" like "categories," so you'd expect to have 1, or a handful. "post" or "photo" or whathaveyou. But I treat "tags" like a teen on tumblr. hundreds of nonsense non-sequiturs, follow-on jokes from the post text, and so on... the giant blob of data that Eleventy puts together when it builds my blog is beyond enormous, because all those 100s of values end up on all those 100s of posts.... It still builds pretty fast though, so I guess it's fine?
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This self-imposed lockdown has aged me to the point that I have now twice walked by* my oldest local pal with him giving me the polite-nod-to-a-stranger head bob. I'm saving these incidents up for the next time we all go out for a meal (though I considered texting him right there in the street). I don't know if it's the new lines on my face or the ridiculous ponytail, or both. 😆
- separate sidewalks across a two-lane residential road from each other