Well, today’s time lapse is pretty boring. Next time I will start the video before I light the candle. That seems to be what causes the best stuff.
Dinner is putting up a fight tonight. I didn’t notice anything bad happening but after I was done with my piece of chicken it started hitting me. 45 minutes later I’m still waiting for whatever went wrong to clear out. I blame the uninteresting time lapse video for the stomach fun.
The World Baseball Classic starts tonight in Taiwan.
Do I care?
Whenever they put on one of these tournaments, I always want to follow along and be a fan, but I always fail. Will this be the year that I finally catch World Baseball Classic fever?
The first two games are in Pool A. Cuba plays The Netherland tonight at 11:00pm in my time zone. Panama plays Chinese Taipei tomorrow at 6:00am in my time zone.
I kinda want to watch a game or two, but I doubt I’ll be watching either of those games at those times.
We will see.
Here’s a look at the pools and the bracket (sort of).
It’s one of those days again. Get ready for another candle time lapse video.
Starting to get the film bug again. Just a little bit. As I wrote below I spent some time looking at cheap, used lenses yesterday. I have about half a roll of Fuji Superia 400 left in Dad’s camera. I’m thinking up next will be my last roll of black and white, Kentmere 100, in my camera but with Dad’s cheap-o zoom lens. We’ll see how all of those play together.
After that? Ebay? A 28mm or 35mm prime? A zoom that runs from something like 75-200mm? Something like that? No idea. We’ll see what happens… if anything happens. I want to get something nice and long for my Z5 as well. All of that without spending any money? Sure, right.
This clock belonged to my grandmother… I think. It might have been a great aunt or a great uncle. It doesn’t work but I hope to look into finding someone to fix it over the summer. We’ll see.
Ebay and I spent some time together yesterday looking at Nikkor ais lenses. Gear Acquisition Syndrome is starting to rear it’s ugly head again.
I saw the cats sitting together on top of the cat tree so I grabbed the camera.
I took this with the mirrorless christmas camera, the Nikon Z5. I also took one with dad’s film camera. The two new cats have made their first appearance on film. Let me tell you, they almost jumped through the roof when the mechanical shutter clicked. What was that, kitties?
It is 44 degrees outside, which almost feels like Spring. It’s 66 degrees at my desk in the cellar. It feels like 22 degrees. I’m freezing. No one warned me that losing 200 pounds would result in me being ice cold 24/7. Brr.
I have nothing really to write about. It’s almost 2:00pm and I am super late for starting lunch. I had to turn off the space heater while I was on a conference call and it feels like the temperature dropped 180 degrees. I’m cold!
I am doing a lunch time experiment. I am air frying some frozen french fries. The plan being to use french fries as a salt-delivery -system. Salt is supposed to help with whatever causes my occasional bouts of light headedness. Over the last few weeks I have honestly felt myself craving french fries. That might be the weirdest thing that’s ever happened to me, dietarily speaking. I’m craving salted peanuts too. It’s so weird. Peanuts and fries for lunch, babie.
Change of subject. Did I mention last night’s episode of The Last of Us yet? Season one, episode eight of nine. I’m still pretty screwed up over it. It was good, but it was dark. Like, super dark. Like, disturbingly dark. I almost watched it again this morning during my jogging (yogging) but I couldn’t bring myself to and switched to a Deep Space Nine episode. The one where we meet The Grand Nagus for the first time and thus usher in the annual Ferengi comic relief episode.
Back to the french fries thing, I suck at estimating small amounts of weight. We are supposed to track our food intake by weight, but we are supposed to weigh everything after it’s cooked. I shook what I thought was just a couple of ounces of frozen fries into the air fryer basket only to find that when they came out of the air fryer there were 5.5 ounces. That’s WAY too much for me today. I’ll eat as much as I can handle and see what happens.
Okay, I have to get back to the grindstone now. I really don’t have anything to write about anyway. Consider the bottom of this particular barrel scraped. We did dodge a bullet at work today. I won’t give details, but it made me happy. Okay, that’s good enough for now. Go eat yer lunch, Robert.
I was trying to get the helicopter, but I got the huge flare instead. Nice job, JJ Abrams.
I just ordered a new pair of sneakers from New Balance. I always order from New Balance because my feet require a shoe size that you cannot get in regular stores (14 extra-wide). You can get my size online from New Balance without a special order. That’s not the point of this post though.
The point of this post is that when I went to the site and started searching I went to the running shoes section. Yeah, I did that. If you’ve known me at any point between birth in May of 1971 and weight loss surgery in May of 2022 then you know how absolutely ridiculous the idea of me buying running shoes is. Run? Why run when not chased?*
Now? In 2023? Post gastric bypass Rob? Running for real might be on the table. Jen thinks I should try for next year’s Run Disney 5k. I mean, it’s preposterous, but… who knows.
*Oft quoted line from the film Real Genius. If you haven’t seen that movie, go find it. It’s a moral imperative.
Sorry for the barrage of cat pics tonight. It’s just one of those nights.
34 minutes until The Last of Us airs.
