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March Pieces Of My Mind #3
Been helping Jrette study French for a test. Love making up absurd sentences for her to translate. “On my right is Charlemagne. He is wearing Father’s pink beret. If you take Father’s beret he will not be very nice. But Charlemagne gets to borrow it.”
Finally got it. The name of the crowdfunding site IndieGogo references indigo.
Listening to Tubular Bells. Can’t get over that Oldfield was 19 when he recorded it.
Updated Facebook Messenger and suddenly got access to this enormous backlog of messages from strangers who have tried to contact me for years, most of them quite legitimately, yet which have been automatically muted. /-:
Planning some fieldwork, I just got schooled in documentation by a metal detectorist. He politely told me we should collect much more accurate information about where each detectorist goes on the site, and offered to organise it.
30 March was my tenth anniversary as a daily Linux user. I’ve never really had to learn the command line interface. I still don’t know how to compile source code. It just works. I particularly like that Linux installations don’t spontaneously get slower with time, and that updates don’t noticeably demand more processing power.
Jrette showed me some male celebs whom she finds handsome. They looked like me with hair and smaller noses. Then she asked me to show her a male celeb whose looks I like. I showed her Mattias Bärjed 15 years ago. Who, I realised, looked like me with hair.
Don’t write “Not to scale” in captions when you illustrate small finds. All images are to some scale even if it’s unknown to you. The only exception is if the image is funhouse mirrored so that the object is deformed.
It’s kind of nice to think that Swedish has no equivalents of the verbs sneer and frown. Instead we have to say “to derision-smile” and “to wrinkle the eyebrows”.