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Saturday, January 24 2026
This morning Gretchen and Charlotte went on a walk with our neighbor A, her boyfriend J, her kid, and her dog Henry. A and the kid had to go to gymnastics, so they cut out early, leaving Gretchen, J, and the dogs to do most of the walks. I thought they'd all be coming back to our house and so I made a big pot of boiling water, since I expected their coffee needs would exceed the output capacity of our under-the-sink boiling-water-producing system. Later when Gretchen came back from A's house, where she'd been using A's pilates "reformer" and playing with Maggie the Cat, she realized she'd left her phone at A's house. She saw the big pot of hot water and decided to use it to make a new kind of vegan ravioli she'd recently bought at Sunflower in Woodstock. It was, much better than Trader Joe's vegan ravioli.

Later this afternoon, the "gang" from next door all came over again to play a card game with us while eating some strawberry-rhubarb squares Gretchen had thawed out from the freezer. The game was called "What Do You Meme?" Each person had a hand of cards with various sentences on it and we were supposed to pick the best one to caption a random photograph. This particular version of the game was the "Family" one, presumably because it belonged to A's 9 year old daughter. So it didn't have any real sexy content, although just about every hand had some kid-friendly bathroom humor such as "You try to fart but then a little poop comes out." For whatever reason, I was very bad at this game and Gretchen was very good. At some point Gretchen caught a whiff of my armpits and declared, "Wow, you stink!" It was like something from that deck of cards.

The episode we watched tonight of The Rehearsal was so crazy and meta-tastic that it hurt our brains, as actors immersed themselves so completely into roles that they left voids in their non-actor life that someone impersonating them could then occupy.

I haven't had the psychic energy to resume my I2C bootloader project, though today I made things easier on future-me by installing the AVR compilation toolchain on my Thinkpad laptops so that I could compile code on the same machine I was using to flash the microcontroller, thereby avoiding the sequence of steps I'd been using (copying the source to a Linux server on the internet, doing the compilation, and then copying the artifacts produced back to my local computer and then to the laptop doing the flashing via Remote Desktop).


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