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I got to walk with M., at the usual morning time, because Dutch was canceled. My instructor’s younger dog is limping. I hope she feels better soon!
I’ve been working on Duolingo Spanish lately. That’s fun. There have been some changes since the last time I worked at it steadily. There are chatbot lessons, which are kind of cool. And there are ads. I haven’t decided whether to go ad free, but I’m leaning that way. I seem to have a decent amount of time and energy for this right now. I am almost caught up converting all the lessons I did previously to gold status again. I continue to have word order problems. And then of course there is all the keyboard shenanigans, especially when I switching between Duolingo (Spanish), texting with a friend or responding to email (English) and then trying to text in Dutch (scheduling with instructor). If you try to type language A into a keyboard set to keyboard B, unpredictable things happen in general, and then of course all the spell check is messed up.
I picked T. up at school and took him swimming. That went fine. We stopped at Donelan’s on the way home to get a few groceries. B. met A. T. and I worked a bit on cleaning the top of his trunk, which he wants to get rid of. If it is clean / stain free, I’ll trying donating it to HG; otherwise, it’ll go to Savers.
I took T. to Acton Memorial Library to return some books and get new ones. I also checked out a couple picture books about Grand Canyon and Yellowstone National Parks, for future trip preparation for the kids.
Then the kids went with the sitter to Julie’s Place for dinner, and R. and I went to Less Than Greater Than. I had a Brooklyn and a Lion’s Tail. We chatted with one of the guys at the bar who was counting cloves to make falernum:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Falernum
I was carded on entry. I was also carded the week before at Woods Hill Table. Either Massachusetts alcohol serving enforcement have lost their fucking minds, or, I have no clue. I am a year and a half away from celebrating my half century. I’m starting to think this just isn’t ever going to end. R. (who is five years older than me, and who is never carded) wants to know just what the heck people are thinking is our relationship, when they are carding me. It’s a good question. I’ve taken to (not exactly on purpose, but I’m not working hard to stop it) flat out laughing in the faces of the women who card me (who universally appear to be in their mid to late 30s, and _definitely_ younger than me). They don’t like this. And I don’t care (I am still tipping 25% or more, so it’s not like I’m a badly behaved patron). Stop asking the obviously middle aged woman who happened not to wear any makeup for her ID. It is unseemly.
We stopped at the liquor store on the way home. After buying 8 cans at Medusa. It was a highly enjoyable evening.
If you are at the Microcreamery in Hudson trying to decide between the vegan Oreo ice cream, the vegan peppermint chocolate cupcake and the vegan peanut butter cupcake, I think the vegan Oreo ice cream is the best, the peanut butter cupcake a close second, and the peppermint chocolate cupcake a distant third but still worth the calories.
ETA: I did a half hour on the treadmill in addition to my walk. I finished _The Longevity Economy_, which I may get around to reviewing at some point. I didn’t like it very much; he didn’t differentiate at all between young old and old old, and while he recognized that as people age they are reluctant to adopt new things, and yet seemed to think that there was gonna be this massive array of New Stuff as boomers age because that’s what boomers do to the world. *shrug* I guess I’ll find out As Time Goes By.
That seems to be be book number 9 for the year, and, unless I go on a tear, probably it for January.
I’ve been working on Duolingo Spanish lately. That’s fun. There have been some changes since the last time I worked at it steadily. There are chatbot lessons, which are kind of cool. And there are ads. I haven’t decided whether to go ad free, but I’m leaning that way. I seem to have a decent amount of time and energy for this right now. I am almost caught up converting all the lessons I did previously to gold status again. I continue to have word order problems. And then of course there is all the keyboard shenanigans, especially when I switching between Duolingo (Spanish), texting with a friend or responding to email (English) and then trying to text in Dutch (scheduling with instructor). If you try to type language A into a keyboard set to keyboard B, unpredictable things happen in general, and then of course all the spell check is messed up.
I picked T. up at school and took him swimming. That went fine. We stopped at Donelan’s on the way home to get a few groceries. B. met A. T. and I worked a bit on cleaning the top of his trunk, which he wants to get rid of. If it is clean / stain free, I’ll trying donating it to HG; otherwise, it’ll go to Savers.
I took T. to Acton Memorial Library to return some books and get new ones. I also checked out a couple picture books about Grand Canyon and Yellowstone National Parks, for future trip preparation for the kids.
Then the kids went with the sitter to Julie’s Place for dinner, and R. and I went to Less Than Greater Than. I had a Brooklyn and a Lion’s Tail. We chatted with one of the guys at the bar who was counting cloves to make falernum:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Falernum
I was carded on entry. I was also carded the week before at Woods Hill Table. Either Massachusetts alcohol serving enforcement have lost their fucking minds, or, I have no clue. I am a year and a half away from celebrating my half century. I’m starting to think this just isn’t ever going to end. R. (who is five years older than me, and who is never carded) wants to know just what the heck people are thinking is our relationship, when they are carding me. It’s a good question. I’ve taken to (not exactly on purpose, but I’m not working hard to stop it) flat out laughing in the faces of the women who card me (who universally appear to be in their mid to late 30s, and _definitely_ younger than me). They don’t like this. And I don’t care (I am still tipping 25% or more, so it’s not like I’m a badly behaved patron). Stop asking the obviously middle aged woman who happened not to wear any makeup for her ID. It is unseemly.
We stopped at the liquor store on the way home. After buying 8 cans at Medusa. It was a highly enjoyable evening.
If you are at the Microcreamery in Hudson trying to decide between the vegan Oreo ice cream, the vegan peppermint chocolate cupcake and the vegan peanut butter cupcake, I think the vegan Oreo ice cream is the best, the peanut butter cupcake a close second, and the peppermint chocolate cupcake a distant third but still worth the calories.
ETA: I did a half hour on the treadmill in addition to my walk. I finished _The Longevity Economy_, which I may get around to reviewing at some point. I didn’t like it very much; he didn’t differentiate at all between young old and old old, and while he recognized that as people age they are reluctant to adopt new things, and yet seemed to think that there was gonna be this massive array of New Stuff as boomers age because that’s what boomers do to the world. *shrug* I guess I’ll find out As Time Goes By.
That seems to be be book number 9 for the year, and, unless I go on a tear, probably it for January.