Musings

On this ever-so-busy Last Prep Day, I stole time for a walk, and managed to catch a bit of two different rain showers. In my raincoat….

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The circle of life goes round and round. We’re enjoying a celebratory portion of the wheel, and we are tickled to be present.

ha ha ha ho hahaha

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I know she remembers crank phones—which are not, at least by definition, related to crank phone calls—and party lines. She’s still a bit suspicious of the iPhone, however, although willing to use it to talk to her son, out there on the Left Coast….

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There’s no north 40 here, but we take a tour of the modest estate nevertheless. Actually, we tour the agriculturally productive plants. Fresh corn silk (doesn’t sound right to call it “maize silk” although that’s what it is), all curly and soft, seems like an improbable plant part….

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We took a different route through Ohio, avoiding the Toledo area by striking across the farmland of the northwestern part of the state. One problem is where to cross the mighty Maumee. This time, we crossed this bridge in Napoleon. At dusk.

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I joked last week that the viewing zone in front of the stage would be “Hot, Flat and Crowded.”

Instead, a weather system came through about 9:15 pm, and they became Woodstock wet.

The AJC puts the crowd at 40K (fund-raiser for Piedmont Park), and Sir Paul started playing about 8:40 pm, and people stayed through the downpour. Apparently Sir Paul played for two-and-a-half hours….

Me: asleep shortly after 9:30 (if we’d been awake, we’d have wandered toward the stage to hear the sound from a nearby sidewalk, I think). This picture is from 7:43 am this morning; take-down crews must have begun working right after the crowds cleared.

Huh? Macca = McCartney….

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Overnight Time Machine did its thing—and correctly (resurrecting my software, settings, etc.—almost perfectly). And I’m back in biz! The Guru says it’s the hardest fix he’s ever done.*

I’m so appreciative!

* Note—he now has implemented his own Time Machine backup on a separate hard drive.

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We aren’t the only ones dealing with technology. This is Sir Paul’s stage for the Saturday night concert, and we’ve been monitoring the construction since last Sunday morning. The watchers are still letting us walk through (obliquely) along our customary exercise route.

Closer to home, The Guru has developed a replacement plan for the hard drive, and implementation is underway.

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True. And in a spectacular fashion (well, in that it just wouldn’t be resurrected).

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Don’t ask me how to pronounce it, but back in Old English days that’s the word that referred to the color orange, and it meant yellow-red.

Then came the fruit from distant lands to the east, and with it the name that was then, for obvious reasons, also applied to the color.

This specimen’s known as a naked orange around here, since it’s lost its zest….

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