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Biden won. There's been the expected screeching about fraud and lawsuits and everything else, but only the most reality-adverse are giving that any credence. I know that the orange bastard is a symptom, not the disease, and there's a daunting amount of work to be done, but today, I'm just glad that the time of seeing and hearing and reading a hateful awful man's blathering is coming to an end.

Holiday gamer attrition has already started, so no DG session Friday night. Went to Heroes and played X-Wing instead, and had a good time. My Imperial squadron got clobbered, but my First Order pilots were successful. This was the first time I'd been there on a Friday night since the lockdown. Not many people there, one RPG table and some folks playing another minis game, and consciously or not, all three groups put as space between themselves as possible.

Since visiting the National Museum of Transportation last month, the low-level desire for a steam locomotive has gotten stronger. I've watched Walthers and a few other places, and was ready to pull the trigger a couple of times. I knew what I really wanted to add to my roster, and the models I put in various shopping carts were nice, but not what I wanted. After M&M, I decided to head over to Roundhouse, more looking for a similarly specific diesel. But there it was, in one of the display cases at the front of the store. New old stock, a DC-only C&O Kanawha. Got it onto the store's test track for a few minutes, and I was had. It's a solid runner, plenty of pulling power, just like its prototype. Out of place? Definitely. Don't care. My railroad.

This looks like a quiet week. At some point, I'll have to rake up a yard full of leaves, or just chop them into powder with the mower - heck knows it won't get done otherwise.

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Sep. 22nd, 2019 10:33 am
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One week leads to another.

Things are on an even keel right now, but in this case, that means there's no forward progress. It's very much my own fault - I'm not doing enough to look for real work. I'm going to start taking a laptop to work, on weekends at least, to make better use of that time. Working six days a week and having to be mentally and socially "on" on my day off is tiring, but I shouldn't use that as an excuse to not put forth some amount of effort to improve things and justify grad school and that ginormous expense.

I mean, right now, at 11:15AM, I've been up for about two hours. Had breakfast, put away one load of laundry and have another coming out of the dryer in a few minutes, and I've unloaded the dishwasher, but I just want to go back to bed for a couple of hours. This is a symptom of things, and I have to figure out some way to beat it and make use of the time.

Wikipedia tells me that today is the 40th anniversary of the Vela incident. This has always been one of my favorite bits of historical weirdness. The theory that it was a South African/Israeli nuclear test has always been my preferred answer - it fits geographically, and South Africa was known to have had an active nuclear weapons program at the time.

Finished reading Ultramodern 5 last night, and I'm not too impressed. It has good ideas, and about half of them are reasonably developed, but the constant typos and editing gaffes made reading it a pain. Plus, the pointless border artwork interferes with reading the last few lines of text on the outer columns of the layout.
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Sweet Christmas, this weekend.

The last hour of Friday's workday saw some last-minute cleanup of a few niggling problems, coupled with a building-wide failure of the voicemail system (so I couldn't leave the mandated out-of-office message, but whatever). Got home, had an okay-enough dinner date, and sat up until the wee hours playing games.

Went to Liberty Saturday morning and spent a few hours with Mom. Came back to Lexington and had A Talk with a friend who called looking for absolution or something like it, and instead got a dressing-down over an ugly history of behavior. I'm reinstating the "Bro, No" policy over this, by the way. Then, because I needed to return some long-borrowed items and have a conversation with not-needy people who have their act together, went to do so, and received a kick-ass birthday gift from same. Went home, read and binged on Netflix.

The "Bro, No" policy, by the way, states that as long as I'm not in a romantic relationship, then I can choose to not listen to any male friend complain about his, especially if it's over things that he caused. Maybe dickish, but I've got my limits.

Saturday morning's drive to Mom&Dad's took a detour from my normal route. For a few weeks, I've had, of all things, the elementary schools in my home county on my mind. Despite the relatively small size of most of Kentucky's counties, there is quite a bit of Casey that is blank on my personal map. So, going on memories over a quarter-century old, I went looking for two of them. I found one, Douglas Elementary, but struck out on the other, Cox Elementary. I know that I had to have driven very close to Cox's site, if not right by it, but didn't see the building for whatever reason. It may have been torn down; the school was closed in 1988 and its students sent to two or three of the other schools in the county. I'll try again when next I go for a visit; with luck, Dad will be home and I can call on his knowledge.

I had plans to take my niece to a Kentucky Xtreme indoor football game on Sunday, but the game was cancelled/postponed for "scheduling conflicts." We decided to get out and make a day of it anyway. She's developed a lactose intolerance, so our traditional visit to Impellizzeri's wasn't in the offing. Home Run Burgers instead (darn good). Bookstores, Fan Outfitters, The Louisville Game Shop, and ending at Vint for coffee and a couple games of Pandemic. Weather deteriorated throughout the day, and as we wrapped up the second game, things got bad. Got her home to J-town (saw four wrecks on I-64 between the Grinstead and Hurstbourne interchanges) and headed home myself. The Interstate was a mess; I never got past 55MPH and was closer to 45 for most of the drive. Several wrecks of varying severity along the route, but deft hands and a pure heart prevailed, and I got home safely after about two hours. Watched a terrible movie, and slept for about eight hours, only interrupted when BCTC sent out a delayed opening message at 5:45AM - but this is Spring Break, so no problem for me.

Much to do this week. I'm way behind the curve on getting my GenCon team together; need to file my taxes and get that information to the Department of Education; need to contact my advisor at UofL SPHIS and set up meetings there; need to call about apartments and jobs for the impending move. Ain't going to lie. I'd love to go back to the office next week and print and present my two weeks' notice.

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