Pixel 5a – Epic Fail

Well, this is problematic. Wonder what domain I should put in?

Seems that Android 11 for new Pixel devices doesn’t handle WPA2 Enterprise wifi systems that use a Radius server.

That sucked and slowed me down. But, I know a workaround. There is also a “captive” wifi log-in.

Thought up a workaround. I CAN log into the Captive system.

But, I have to dig out my log-in for the captive system. And eat breakfast. And what are these purple lines?

It’s getting worse! Stop.

Stop. Don’t log in.  The purple is getting worse. This phone has bubonic plague. 

ByeBye Pixel 5a and cute little case.

Think it is a sign from the goddess. Just wait for the Pixel 6 and hope the Pixel 2 keeps working. 

Gratitude

Grateful I could not log in and transfer my cell service to the eSim card. Then I would have had to reverse the process.


3rd Covid Shot Hangover 2day.

El Paso Cafe on Pershing St

A random old photo from October 2011. 

I have major fatigue and muscle aches from not sleeping last night, and chronic leg problems, exacerbated by my 3rd Covid shot yesterday, and 2 exercise classes today. Both of which I sort of slacked through. 

My new phone arrived this afternoon, but I couldn’t muster enough energy to set it up.  Being old sucks. 

Fortunately or not, tomorrow is another day. Or not. Nobody is promised tomorrow. 

3rd Covid Shot 2day

Lovey sunrise this morning.

Got my 3rd covid shot today. It wasn’t the great festive occasion that number 1 and 2 was. Sort of like getting a flu shot. But easier. Only .3mL of stuff going into the arm. More than twice that much for the old farts flu vaccine.  Just because I got this shot doesn’t mean that I think it is actually necessary. Sort of covering my ass.

Also turned my bus pass in on a new improved version. This can only be done online or a one office downtown. When you do it online your bus pass is instantly deactivated. If I didn’t happen to have an extra bus pass I would be SOL until a new one arrives. But, I have a backup bus pass. I wonder if most of the bus riders have a backup pass? I could have converted it to a phone version instantly, but, I like the old-school plastic card. Don’t want to be fumbling with my phone when I am trying to get on the bus. 

Just getting little chores done. Sneaking up on going to Kona.

A Toad Lily.

Walking around the grounds this afternoon, I friend introduced me to this fine plant. A Toad Lily. I will go and visit it with the macro lens soon.

New phone arrives tomorrow. 

 

It’s been 7 years.

Some great photo ops if you die in October

It’s been 7 years. I couldn’t have asked for a better friend. 

GRATITUDE

How can I not be grateful for all the good times Carlton and I had. We were so damn lucky.


Such a long long time to be gone.
And a short time to be there. 
Grateful Dead Box of Rain.

Saturday

And this is why I must go to Hawai’i.

This picture is why I MUST go to Hawai’i. The sun is marching relentlessly south. Soon it will be behind the east/west wing of my building and it will not come in my windows again until early March.  I have a really hard time without the sun in my room.  For five years I went to Hawai’i on Halloween and returning in early March. Until last winter, I didn’t know that the sun vanished for four months. This year, I will miss almost half of the dark days. That’s a good thing.

Yesterday, Hawai’i announced that visitors should stay away until the first of the year. Well, sorry Hawai’i, I think I am still coming. Of course, if things get really ugly I am outta there.

I took lots of pictures today of “where the hawk was” and “where the buzzard was”. It was a good day for big bird soaring out of my windows. I wasn’t swift enough to get any pictures. Blame it on being old. 

Carlton enjoys his last bike ride Oct 2, 2014. I found these pictures in the trash can after he died. Bad pictures. Good memories.

OK, October.

Looking for fall. With Photoshop.

Went back to the old neighborhood to get my old teeth cleaned. Got there early, so I went walkabout. Looking for some sign of fall colors. Never mind how October 2014 turned out. I love October. See October 1, 2014.

This October 1st, I am dealing with a phone that is increasingly prone to seizures. It had two spells today. After the 2nd spell, I ordered a new one. I hoped that it would last until the Pixel 6 came out. It might. But, then again, it might not. And, sorry, but I can not imagine life without a phone. So, I ordered the Pixel 5a. It will be fine. But, the Pixel 6 might have a really killer camera. And, if it does, then I can just trade the 5a in for the 6 Pro. 

Also nursing the MacBook Pro along until the new 14inch MacBook comes out. Losing the MacBook would be inconvenient. But not as bad as losing the phone. I got an HP laptop from the hospital that I have been using for work. 

AND, never mind if the new phone and new computer are “announced”. What with current supply chain issues, who knows when I could actually get one. 

So, I will like my Pixel 5a just fine. Arriving next week. 

This is what the picture looked like before Photoshop.

Well, that was a little too exciting.

It was a wonderful day for the annual staff picnic.

It was not such a wonderful day for me. It was a little too exciting.  Everything was going along nicely when a text appears from my boss. “Can we talk about this government report I have to do?” Followed by, “This afternoon”. Seems that the report is due COB today. Well, it was all the brain cells on deck for 5 hours, but with more than a little help from a coworker, the report was submitted at 1738 this evening. I rushed off to dinner where I poured myself a very generous glass of “free” wine. And paired it with a very rare burger with cheese and onion. At least I don’t have to do Suduko to ward off dementia.

Looking forward to my bed. And a nice audiobook. 

Not the smartest bear

I am definitely not the smartest bear in the woods. Hawaii’s covid chart was heaps better when last fall I was too afraid to go. Oh well.  Guess I have gotten stupider over the last 12 months. Or I have too much faith in Pfizer. 

Today was spent doing very little work, and a lot of personal bookkeeping-type stuff. Also went to a committee meeting here at The Asylum just to remind myself that I don’t go to committee meetings. That was an hour out of my life that I will never get back. 

And, this is Fat Bear Week, When all the bears in the land compete to see who the fairest or rather fattest of them all. It is good to be fat going into October if you are a bear. At this time of year, a grizzly will consume about 30,000 calories a day. One hell of a lot of salmon and berries.

Tuesday. Over. Rest.

Photoshopping today.

Photoshopping is actually better than real shopping. It doesn’t add anything to the clutter in The Old Bat Cave. 

Always glad to have Tuesday out of the way. Barre class at 9 followed by yoga 12 is a bit much for me. But, I don’t want to give either of them up. So, I am resigned to being very tired by Tuesday evening.

Nothing much going on. Getting geared up for a busy October of work with the hospital. With a little time devoted to thinking about going to Kona. It will be different. I will not be able to mail a box of stuff to myself. And, the big box of stuff that I left at the hotel is lost to me. But, for the last couple of years, I have embraced travel minimalism. I know how little stuff I actually need. It will be just fine.

Kona this morning. It looks the same.

Monday, again.

Carlton, winter 1992. Grand Canyon. From the FilmTime Archieve.

After Carlton retired from corporate life at age 50, we never stayed home in the winter. Winter was for traveling around. And summer was for working in some park or the other.  Park Service legend is that a ranger took one step backward too many and went off the ledge here while giving a ranger talk. I am pretty sure it never happened. (See NPS Memorial Page) But, it’s a good story. 

Happy 23rd Birthday Google search.

Now doesn’t that make you feel antique? I remember using AltaVista in the mid90’s and then switching to Google in the 2000-2001 range.  

Seven weeks is better than none

Woke up from a nap to find crows peeping in the “bedroom” window.

It’s done. I decided that I didn’t want to spend all winter in my recliner with my heating pad and humidifier running 24/7. 

I ordered up 7 weeks of a tiny dark ground floor apartment. 7 weeks was all that was available. It is close to where I like to swim. It is close to places where I like to eat. It is close to several grocery stores. It has zero view. But, it has a real kitchen and a washer and dryer. 

And, If I hate it, I can always leave. 

Leaving here on Halloween. Returning (?) on Xmas.  

The thing is

Well, isn’t that nice? I thought it was another ariel root. But, it is a flower stalk.

The thing is, things are not going to get back to the way things were in January 2020 any time soon. And, when you get older, your idea of “soon” gets shorter.

A miracle is not going to occur. My hotel in Kona is not going to ever reopen. At least not as my beloved old winter home. A much-loved coffee shop is gone for good. As is a fine pizza place. So, I have to make a new plan for Kona. I have my eye on 3 little studios. None perfect but all within walking distance for the things that I need and want.  They might even have a tiny view of the ocean. I will also have to cut my winter stay from Halloween to Xmas Eve. Because all the spaces are taken starting Dec 25.  If I dawdle too much these choices will vanish too.  My choices are seriously limited by my lack of wheels.

But, I am happy to be planning an escape.