I woke up at 4 and it's hot, of course.
I listed 10 things last night to get that over with, then put a bunch of things away and we're talking a couple week's worth as I'd only put away some the last time - I still had to finish my project of moving things around to make a dedicated shelf for gas regulators - wow we have a lot of those.
And in the process I fucked my back up, I don't know how but here I am.
I did some practice and am building strength and endurance, slowly. I also worked out at least the first line of "Seiya" which is a wonderful song so I'm very keen in getting that one down pat. I'm lucky to get in an hour of practice a day and while that's good, it's not going to make me an accomplished player. That will have to happen when I'm done here and can make the shakuhachi essentially my job.
It went that way when I did that sport. I messed around with it a bit, off and on, since I was a kid. And looking back, my talent was evident although I had no idea at the time. I was able to flourish in it when I ended up with a year off and unemployment and savings to live off of. Then the sport could come first, and I had plenty of free time besides. Looking back, it was an amazing time. No internet to monopolize one's time.
And for a little doom-time cheer, heeeeeere's Paul Beckwith!
The TLDR is, things gonna get worse and soon. He's talking about us blowing through the 1.5C "limit" in the next year and actually blowing through the 2.0C "limit" of warming since the 1850s when the industrial revolution started.
So, to paraphrase Al Franken, What does this mean for Alex Carter? Maybe I should move to British Columbia, where it's nice and cool? Nope! According to someone living there, commenting on Reddit, it's well over 100 degrees there. Or move to the Great Lakes region, where it's only forest fires and Nazis that will take me out?
The whole thing's a laugh. Hawaii's not ideal but it's home, and as I've told Ken, I'd rather be there for the end than anywhere else.
I had to take some aspirin and wait for it to kick in, then packed two things, once really large and one more like medium. Those went to FedEx, and I found packing materials on the way back. And two little things I think I can list for $50 apiece so that's a nice little surprise.
I got back here and did a fry-up of eggs, jalapeno peppers and some gluten loaf, and after eating that got a call from Ken - he's not coming tonight.
This is why I'm glad I got the big things out. I can take the small ones with me tomorrow on my way to the shakuhachi club meeting and anything else that sells won't be due to be shipped until Monday.
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