Your leaking thatched hut during the restoration of a pre-Enlightenment state.

 

Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").



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Wednesday, October 22 2025
When I am at work, I still feel like I am about to be fired at any moment, and so I try to look for indications that my colleagues know something that I do not. It's almost always a relief for me when there is a meeting (which there almost never is these days) because at that point people have to interact with me and either be upset or not with my performance. Today we had such a meeting and nobody seemed upset, so I felt buoyed, at least for the time being.

By late in the workday, I finally overcame my strong urge to procrastinate and started looking into why two different reports were producing slightly different values. Since I am lazy and have offloaded some of my deductive skills to large language models (I'm so glad I didn't grow up with them!), I put two SQL procedures into a prompt and asked ChatGPT what might be causing the discrepancy. It's so great to not have to think! ChatGPT didn't find anything glaring, though apparently the segmentation of blocks of time was slightly different between the two procs. This gave me an idea for how I might make them both produce the same values. (ChatGPT offered to do this for me, and, since I am lazy, I will probably take it up on this.)

After work today, I took the dogs for the usual walk but this time in reverse, starting west of the Farm Road and then walking through the abandoned go cart track and coming back home on the Farm Road. Neville hasn't been coming on the afternoon walk, though today he did. When he does come, he always gives me a look of "of course I'm coming!" But I know there's nothing of course about it.

Once I got back, I made my usual spaghetti dinner, this time with tofu as the protein and no vegetables cooked with the pasta (since we had nothing suitable).

Yesterday's addition of fluid to the hot water collection system seemed to get it working again, with tank temperatures rising to 90 degrees Fahrenheit on a partly-cloudy day. Another win was that I seem to have almost completely stopped all the leaking in both upstairs shower heads. One still drips once every half hour, but that is something I can live with. I celebrated by taking a bath and didn't even wrap one of the showerheads with a shower curtain, as I can deal with one or two drops of cold water landing on me per bath. Mind you, these dripping shower heads is a problem that dates all the way back to when they were first installed back before the invasion of Iraq, so this fix has been a long time coming.


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