Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
Playing around with the new camera last night. I popped the ISO up to 26,500 and shot alway. Not too good, but useable.
Carlton pointed out that we will be moving to the old folks asylum in 20 months, not the 15 months I mentioned yesterday. Twenty is better.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Thinking maybe some sort of quesadilla. Chicken, peaches and gorgonzola? Sounds good. It will be good.
Unlike most of the world, our little neighborhood is a fine place. The music, peaches and weather were all good. I was good today too.
Alright, here is my latest thinking on the old folk’s asylum. First – we would not move until April 2016, when the lease is up. When you are our age – that is a L O N G time. 15 months ago, I was just a little worried about Mr C, but I was sure that he was going to be OK. I am not at all sure that he will even be here in 15 months. Heck, nobody is promised tomorrow. I might not be here. You, dear reader, might not be here. 15 months is a long time.
So, I think I’ll just put down a refundable deposit and non-refundable credit/criminal/medical check fee and say that I only want a two bedroom corner unit with south and east exposure on the top 4 floors. If Mr C dies in the mean time, I’ll get his money back and change my order to one or two bedroom corner unit with south and east exposure on the top 4 floors.
If a unit that matches my specs comes up – I don’t have to take it. Until late 2015 – I’ll just say “pass”. Come late 2015 – I’ll start looking seriously at all potential apartments.
Carlton wants me to “do something” but I think he plans on being someone’s cadaver at Georgetown University Medical School by the time it is time to move. So, he isn’t expressing any opinions beyond “You need to do something”.
So, I’ll have $600 at risk. Plus $1,000 that I can get back if I never move in.
OH BTW, I am leaning towards the asylum that serves dinner until 8PM, has wifi in all the apartments and a bar in the lobby. The wifi isn’t important – I can always get internet – but it shows that management is at least trying to make the place appealing to the younger old people. Now, if only it wasn’t surrounded by strip malls.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Chicken, cheese and peach quesadilla.
It is a lovely day weatherwise, but I am just feeling a little droopy and tired and every one of my 70 years. I even processed that fine pink flower with a very dark tone.
But, at the volunteer job, I have finished creating some online forms so our applicants can, if they choose, fill out our paperwork before they get to our office. Hospitals have lots of paperwork. My new system went into alpha testing this morning. That means, if our receptionist thinks the person on the phone making an appointment to see us is reasonably intelligent and agreeable – she will get them to test the new forms.
Enjoy every sandwich: Chicken, peach and smokey gouda … Grilled. Maybe, I need to add a beer to that menu. That might perk me up. It sure won’t hurt.
No pictures today. You really don’t want to see my photos from my trek in the middle of a raging monsoon to see the some of the apartments and meet some of the residents at the old folks asylum.
The more I see of the place, the better it seems. Or maybe, maybe I am just getting used to being a potential resident of an old folk’s asylum. And every time I go there – the neighborhood is still totally strip mall – but, I am getting over it.
I brought an application home with me today.
Ok, gotta have a picture – this is just outside DC. One lady had a great collection of 20th century presidential campaign buttons. In her laundry room!
Something new today. I took three pictures today. And here they all. All within 3 blocks of home. Now, I think I’ll delete all of them. Well, maybe not the chicken.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Grilled ham, cheese and tomato.
Mr C has finished his first week of this round of radiation. He looks the same to me. I guess the same is better than worse.
It is that time of year again. When I try to figure out how to digitize all my photos and albums. I do not want to move them all to the old ladies home. And, I am realistic enough to know that when I am dead nobody will want the photos.
Last summer, when I was doing this same thing – a friend reminded me that perfection is the enemy of progress or some such thing. I am toying with the idea of photographing my photographs. The trouble with flat bed scanning is DUST. I considered renting a professional Kodak photo scanner. And, just sending all the photos to one of those scan all your stuff outfits. Not one in India – one somewhere in the US. I will get a copy stand if I do the photo option.
Enjoy Every Sandwich – Today’s “sandwich” was a really nice salad of yellow fin tuna, green beans, tomato, hard boiled eggs and shaved parmesan cheese. With a roll. Sort of a tuna salad sandwich!
This photo was photographed. At ISO 1600. Proper settings and light would make for better results.
The password update has begun. 1Password was selected, because the day after I started thinking about converting password managers as well as changing all my passwords, 1Password went on sale. I figured that was a sign that 1Password was the one to use.
I am starting to think positively about moving to an old folks asylum in the spring of 2016. If it is really going to happen, I’ll need to have another massive downsizing. But, that is OK. I am going to make another scouting mission to the potential asylum on Tuesday afternoon. One quarter of the residents are over 90. At that rate, I could live there 20 years. So, I’d better like it. I must think of it is my home and not a penal colony for old women!
On a more serious note… The world is not a happy place at this instant. We need more flying pigs and fewer flying projectiles.
Enjoy every sandwich: Chicken and avocado quesadilla sounds good.
I accidentally ended up at the Arlington County Fair this afternoon. With my wonderful new camera and the macro lens. Not the right lens for a fair. But, you shoot with what you got.
Notice we have Italian, Polish, Cajun, French, and Greek greasy fried foods covered. Is this a great country or what?
And what would a country fair be without pigs?
There was also entertainment, rides, prize tomatoes… And someone won a price for growing a single stalk of corn (complete with ears) in an attractive flower pot. (No photo – wrong lens) It was utterly charming and obviously a labor of obsessive love. Even getting it to the fair must have been a challenge.
Enjoy every sandwich: Bacon, cheese and tomato. Take that piggies.
More history. Thanks Dave – Harvard’s Mark I was “born” 70 years ago today. Just a little younger than me. Thank you Howard Aiken and you too Grace Hopper. And thanks to Harvard for showing off the leftover parts of the Mark I so elegantly.
Check out the little YouTube video. The Harvard Mark I
Votes have come in for 1password, lastpass and keeping keepass(x). The only problem with Keepass(X) is its IOS option is pretty much of a kludge.
Enjoy Every Sandwich – chicken quesadillas.
We bombed Hiroshima 69 years ago today. No moral judgement. Just history.
Decided that it is time to change all of my passwords. A ***MASSIVE*** undertaking. I have used Keypass and KeypassX for years. Anyone care to recommend something “better” – before I start. Keypass isn’t totally user friendly. But, it is free and cross platform. Before that I used RoboForm. I don’t think I’ll move away from Keypass. But, I am open to suggestions.
Enjoy every sandwich – how about grilled cheese, bacon and tomato?
Today was the first day of Mr C’s radiation. It took 3 technicians, 2 physicists, and 1 doctor to get Carlton and the machine lined up. Oh, and one concerned wife wondering if they knew what the F they were all doing. We’ll see.
The “bad guys” in Afghanistan managed to shoot one of our generals and killed him. A few generals and admirals have died as a result of hostile actions before. Darn few, I might add. You might have to go all the way back to the American Civil War before you find one that died as a result of an enemy gunshot. Time to declare victory and leave, boys and girls.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Turkey and Swiss. With tomatoes. Lots of tomatoes. We are in the peak of tomato season.
Playing around with the Olympus. And, the speedy shutter speed. While I was making my FitBit happy, I took the camera around to the local water features…
And then I went looking for flying critters.
Didn’t get any good flying shots. But, another butterfly to add to this year’s butterfly collection.
Mr C starts radiation again tomorrow morning. I am not so sure about the advisability of this round.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Grilled ham and cheese with tomato. I guess they are called panini these days.