It's no reddit for the next couple of days because of the boycott over their trying to squeeze even more profit out of the site, and at the expense of users who are disabled and have to use software to make the site accessible to them. I believe what's going on is Reddit is asking the makers of the software to pay them insane amounts of money.
Right now the big thing in the news is Low-Budget Orange sHitler may actually be in some trouble. Why he's not in cuffs and being frog-marched into a cell is beyond me.
It would be absolutely lovely to see him end catastrophically, maybe a massive heart attack, cerebral aneurysm, something. We don't want to get to the stage where a good part of the country is genocided or killed in der Fuehrer's war, with der Fuehrer himself dying by his own hand deep in a bunker. Does no one read history any more?
The action seems to all be happening at the other end of the country so there's not much I can do but comment from here. Of course I've been ready for years in case Nazis come marching up my street, but that doesn't seem to be something to worry about out here in California, after all, we invented roof Koreans.
At least I got some practice in last night. That's all I can do, is practice practice practice at least an hour (I did a bit more than an hour) and build up strength. A good parallel is when I moved up here from Gilroy and was seriously getting around by bike, I'd have trouble carrying stuff hanging off of the handlebars, it would make me sway back and forth and felt quite difficult. Over the years whatever subtle muscles are involved have developed and it's super easy for me to even carry quite heavy things with no swinging at all.
A very useful exercise is the play that 3rd Ro, the dai kan one, with all fingers down. That seems to strengthen everything else. It took me years to get places with the trumpet and I might as well accept that it will take me years to get places with this.
Since I'd been up so late, well past dawn, and practiced a bit over an hour, I was not surprised to wake up at 5. I packed one large thing to take to FedEx and took off.
The package drop-off went fine and I went into H Mart for some things. On the weekend they'd had these stainless steel charcoal stoves for sale for a whopping $20 and I really thought about getting one. Today I decided that if there were still any, I'd get one. Yeah I've only got this summer and most of next summer left here but I might as well live it up a little. But they were all gone.
I rode back, stopping at Tom's because I had the tire valve core removal tool to give to him to give to James, and a bottle of tea drink to give to him. We ended up hanging out and talking quite a bit. He seemed surprised I'd "warmed up" to James so quickly but I explained that he'd introduced us months ago so I kind of already knew him.
James wasn't there but his car was, the Cadillac that needs something in the engine "flashed". On Tom's driveway there, it's on private property and can't be towed away but one of the business owners there who likes to get "homeless" cars towed.
Eventually I really had to go, and left, only getting as far as just around the corner from the tire place and noticed someone had tossed out boxes and boxes of books. Good stuff, too. So I raced back and told Tom and rode back to the books with Tom right behind me in his truck.
I said this is a case of just grab 'em all and sort them at your leisure. When Tom had just about all of them in, he said something like wasn't I going to go back to his place with him and help him sort the books? I said I *really* had to go, though. I think Tom was joking around with me.
My treat for this whole thing was I found a book on how Faulkner became recognized as so great, and a book of "Complete" Faulkner "Stories" so I think it's all his short stories.
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