I'm not too
confident it is right, but I am pinning my
hopes on the latest revision to today's
weather forecast. It now shows sunny spells
right up to midday, and hour of no sunshine,
and then sunny spells at 2pm, and full
sunshine from 4pm. The temperature may reach
14° C by 1pm, and stay there for a couple of
hours. A clear night means a cool morning
tomorrow. It could be down to just 6° C at 6am
tomorrow, but rise to 14° C like today. The
morning may feature full sunshine, and then
sunny spells in the afternoon. It might end
with a splash of rain at 6pm. I wonder what
the real weather for tomorrow will be....I
also wonder how today will
actually
turn out.
After such a nice day on Monday,
yesterday was a big disappointment. At least
it started nice as the picture I showed
yesterday of the northern sky proved. It was
little more after I took that picture that the
whole sky turned grey and cloudy. There was a
brief reprieve an hour later, but it only
lasted 10 or 15 minutes, and from then on it
became cold and grey, and miserable. It killed
any ideas I might have had about going out -
even to go shopping.
This was the view of the northern sky
at about 10:25am yesterday. I think the
dullness confused the cameras auto white
balance, and made some of the grey clouds look
vaguely blue in places. It is one of the
problems when they try and pack in too much
artificial intelligence in cameras. I suspect
it recognised sky and knew that the sky is
blue, and corrected the picture incorrectly.
Yesterday was a day for looking around
at little things to do to help pass the time.
I did do one big thing, and that was to hand
wash three t-shirts and some underwear. I
can't say I was happy doing it, and kept
thinking I was getting bored, and wanted to
stop, but I persevered, and got it all hanging
up to dry, on the clothes horse, in the
afternoon. I initially used the fan heater on
low to speed up the drying, and thought I
would take the advantage of some warmth in the
dining room to do something, but in the end I
didn't.
One little thing I did was maybe not so
little, and while it was constructive, it was
also quite destructive. It was many months
ago, probably as much as a year ago, maybe
even more than that, when I had a little
accident that broke the screen on my little 8
inch screen mini laptop. It was a handy little
thing, although it ended it's days being no
more than an mp3 music player in the dining
room.
It is possible that several months
passed before I carefully opened up the lid of
the laptop to see if I could find a part
number for a new screen. They did seem to be
quite rare when I searched for one, and
ridiculously expensive. I declined that idea,
and left the laptop alone for several more
months. I then thought I would at least
recover the hard disk in it, and the RAM
memory, but it proved to be a bugger to open
up.
It wasn't until yesterday that I first
saw the hard disk in it, and also found that
the first 1 GB of memory was hard soldered to
the motherboard. To get that deep I had to get
the keyboard out, and I am not sure I didn't
damage it in the process. With the keyboard
out I could take out every single screw I
could find, but I still could not get the back
bezel open. It was that that I thought the
only answer was brute force and ignorance.
That laptop can never be put back together
again, but at least I got the hard disk out.
That hard disk had three operating
systems on it - Linux Mint 13, Linpus (a
special stripped down Linux that was built
specifically for the laptop by Acer, the
maker), and Windows XP. Out of curiosity I
swapped that hard drive for the one in my less
powerful Dell laptop. Linpus half booted, but
then said it couldn't find the disk image.
Linux Mint 13 to an extra 30 seconds to boot
as it considered the new hardware, but then
booted up into a fully working desktop -
including WiFi. Windows XP tried to start up,
but just choked. I may have tried to repair
it, but it didn't seem worth it.
Another little job yesterday was a bit
of cooking. I prepared two dinners - only one
of which I would eat yesterday. The one I ate
last night used up the rest of of the pack of
minced beef that I used the first half for
dinner a few days ago. It was basically no
more than the mince with sprouts. It was quite
nice, although I could still taste sprouts
several hours later. The second dinner, for
tonight, is chicken with pak choi.
It occurred to me yesterday that the
pictures I had taken on my walk on Monday had
mostly come out nice and sharp. The bright
sunshine certainly helped, but even so some
credit must go to the lens I was using. It was
a 28-300mm zoom lens made by Tamron. That zoom
range was just right for most photos I would
want to take while out for a walk. The
significance of all this is that I have
another Tamron lens. It is a 18-200mm zoom
lens, designed for my Nikon camera (the camera
above is obviously a Canon).
That range should be very handy
for gig photography on bigger stages, but for
some reason it always seems to give very soft
photos. I am sure I have checked carefully
that the problem is not the camera focussing
on the wrong point, but is similar to have a
soft filter on. That would be great for doing
arty shots of a woman when soft focus is often
used to make the skin look clearer, but over
half the bands I take pictures of are all
male, and besides, I want super sharp shots of
things like guitar strings. Any soft focus
effects I can add in post production. It seems
odd to me that the two lenses by the same
maker can be so different.
Last night was very complicated. I
initially felt very tired, although I stayed
up to 10pm watching Have I Got News For You.
After going to bed soon after 10pm I read for
possibly as much as half an hour before trying
for sleep. It was one of those occasions where
nothing seems to happen, and than suddenly you
are fast asleep. That is when things got
complicated. Sometimes I seemed to be awake,
but thinking about what I think I had been
dreaming about. I can't work out of I really
was awake, or if it was all part of the dream.
At 3.30am I really did wake up, and
didn't seem to get back to sleep for an hour
or more. Some of the reason for that insomnia
was, once again, thinking about what I think I
was dreaming about. It was mostly a
philosophical discussion about "is sexiness
the same as attractiveness" ?". I concluded
no, but with rather vague limits. It was all
very long and complicated, but can be summed
up by considering something like an Easter
Egg. It doesn't matter how pretty the
packaging is, it tells you nothing about the
egg inside. The cheapest, nastiest, American
chocolate can be made to look good with a
slinky covering of pretty patterned foil.
I didn't seem to have much luck
sleeping from, say, 4.30am until I got up at
about 6.30am. It didn't feel like I slept at
all, but I know I did because I noticed chunks
of time missing on the clock. I think I have
possibly switched my sleeping to the longer
days of summertime when less sleep is needed.
I don't feel that sleepy now, but I must admit
I suspect I'll be looking forward to a snooze
this afternoon.
I didn't try to eat exceptionally
special yesterday, and basically treated it as
a normal day. That is probably why my blood
glucose reading this morning is a very
normal/typical 8.5mmol/l. This afternoon will
involve some booze, and control of my eating
might fail a bit, but at least my dinner is
ready to be heated up, and should be a very
safe meal.
My first priority today is to have a
shower, and wash my hair. I didn't have a
shower yesterday, and I have two excuses for
why. The first is that I knew I wouldn't be
going anywhere, or meeting anybody. The second
is that the wind blowing in the bathroom
window (which of course I could have shut)
felt icy cold even when just going into the
bathroom for a pee. I didn't fancy standing
there naked with water running off my body in
an icy howling (sort of) gale !
If I have the time, and the energy,
nipping out to Tesco would be useful this
morning, but my main priority is going for my
Wednesday drink in The Jolly Farmers. It is
possible I could go there in sunny spells, and
come home in full sunshine, but I doubt the
forecast still says that even now....err, it
doesn't. It now says I will be going home
under a cloudy sky. I think I'll be getting
the train there and back. Had it been full
sunshine between midday and 1pm I might have
picked up The Metro from the station, and
walked all the way to the pub, but I can't see
that is going to happen.
I guess that gives me a spare 20
minutes or so when maybe I might get to Tesco.
The one fly in the ointment in all this is
that the book I ordered from America (without
realising it) via Amazon could possibly be
delivered today. After near a fortnight it is
at a UK depot, but it doesn't say if that is a
local depot, or another move will be needed to
get it to a local depot. It is one of the most
frustrating deliveries of all time. If they
demand customs fees on delivery I think I
shall tell them to poke it, and ask Amazon for
a refund (which I doubt they will do for a
book that has already travelled 2000 miles).