I have people ask me what my day looks like. Here goes:
Alarm set for 4am. His the snooze once or so. Up by 4:20am Get ready to work out. Work out 4:45ish to 5:30 Take a shower, shave, etc…. Quiet time/Bible study 6am to 6:30 Watch the news and blog till 7 Lydia and Isaac get up anywhere from 5am to 7am. Leave home at 7:30 Get to work around 8:15 Start work around 8:30 Work to anywhere from 3:30 to 5 or later. Normally I probably average 4pm Eat dinner when I get home (hopefully with the family) go to bed anywhere from 10-10:30pm. Unless I fall asleep on the couch
On the weekends, I may get to sleep in till 5, if my body clock will let me.
In Serbia, I drank Turkish Coffee. I learned to make it and wrote a howto on making turkish/serbian coffee. Here in the UK, I have a filter coffee pot; however, before that I only had a french press (called a cafetiere–the french word for what Americans call a french press–here in the UK). I like the taste of french press coffee better than filter so I’ve been drinking it in the mornings. Here’s how I do it. Just for note, my thermos–called a flask here–is 750ml. That makes my french press about 900ml or so (as I get a thermos + 1 cup from it).
Sure, the title is kind of yellow journalismy. But, one of the main points about the Magna Carta is that the King wasn’t above the law. I wouldn’t be surprised if the post office is above state and local laws (just like no one pays state or local sales tax on a military base). But this is a pretty gutsy move on the part of the post office.
“In providing mail service across the country, the Postal Service attempts to work within local and state laws and regulations, when feasible,” she said in a letter responding to a summons for payment, according to Cleveland.com.
“However, as you are probably aware, the Postal Service enjoys federal immunity from state and local regulation,” Breslin wrote.
Well, I wore my contacts Sat, Sun, and again today. Today was the last day of my trial so I had a checkup. Here’s what I think:
Fit — I thought the lenses fit well. Sure, I knew there were there because I could feel the edges of them as I moved my eyes; however, when I blinked they stayed in place and I couldn’t feel them when I closed my eyes.
Ease of Insertion — after the troubles on day 2, I didn’t have any repeat problems getting them in. Although, for full-time wear, I certainly need a concave mirror.
Sight Quality — this is where they didn’t excel. I couldn’t see as well with my contacts. My left eye was fairly good but my right eye wasn’t. I could read fine; however, it felt like things got fuzzier faster than they should have. I mentioned this to the doctor today and….
She did another mini-exam. I’m going to get a trial of 2 different kinds of lenses that may correct my astigmatism better. The lenses have a rotation to them and only come in certain rotations. My left eye was a good fit (I needed 161 and the lenses came in 160). In the right eye, I needed something like 50 and could get a 20 or 90. That explains my fuzzy vision.
The new lenses should be in on Friday or Monday. I’ll post a follow-up here. If we can get the same quality of sight with contacts, who knows….I may be converted :^)
Have you ever taken a taxi somewhere? I have in three different cases: 1) no access to another car and needed to get somewhere farther away than I wanted to walk or 2) I was in a strange city and didn’t have a clue where I was going or 3) I needed to get to/from an airport and public transit wasn’t running.
I only ever took a taxi once in the US…from BWI to my Aunt Grace’s house. In Cacak, we took taxis around town if the weather was bad or we needed to get from the store with a large shop. We took a taxi in London once because it was £4 cheaper for the cab than for a single-ride tube pass. In Belgrade, we took a Mafia taxi ride, went less than a mile, and paid an arm-and-a-leg (and learned how you really get a cab in Belgrade).
Anyway, in the English speaking countries, what this guy points out was true: the cabbie asked how to get there. My response….I don’t have a clue. I expect the cabbie to use his knowledge of the local situation and take the quickest/shortest/most economical route. Anyway, here’s what he says:
I used to drive a taxi. I made a lot of money doing it. I learned very early on to never drive someone to their destination if it was a route they drove themselves, say to their home from the airport, or from their home to work or vice versa. Everyone prides themselves on driving the shortest route but they rarely do. Often people develop a route that is based on need -say going by the day care, or avoiding an intersection where they once had an accident or to avoid driving by an ex’s house or skirting road construction long since resolved- but as they become habituated to it, they fail to reorganize their strategy when their needs change. When I first started driving a cab, I drove the shortest route -always, I’m ethical- but people would accuse me of taking the long way because it wasn’t the way they drove. So, I learned to go their way ending up with a lot less grief and a lot more money. If you’ve ever wondered why a seeming professional cab driver will ask you how to get to your destination, this is why. Going your way means they’ll make more money and they won’t be accused of ripping you off. Not to say that in the beginning, I wasn’t stupid. I’d try to show the customer the route on a map but they’d usually be offended that I was contradicting them. It was to their house, if I’d never been there, how could I possibly know better than they did? In the end, experts they consider themselves to be, people are a tangle of unexamined emotional impulses and illogical responses.
Taking a taxi after walking around town (like in Cacak) was an interesting experience. The first time, I wondered why the guy went the way he did…but then, I started paying attention to signs as I walked. As a walker, I made turns where cars couldn’t or went the wrong way down one way streets.
out = “” for x = 1 to 100: if x mod 3 = 0: out = “Fizz” if x mod 5 = 0: out = out + “Buzz” print out
That’s it. 2 if statements and some string manipulation. If you wanted to make it more expandable, do something like this:
min = 1 max = 100 test1 = 3 test2 = 5 out = “” out1 = “Fizz” out2 = “Buzz”
for x = min to max: if x mod test1: out = out1 if x mod test2: out = out + out2 print out
You could also expand on this with a structure like an array for the loop, etc… It depends on how much one wants to engineer it and make it expansible. It isn’t hard. Frankly, I don’t think I’d hire someone who couldn’t do it. The reason I like the code review/changing requirements test is seeing how people think under pressure and modifying something they’ve worked on.
Isaac is 3 (we are having his cake today). That means he can go to Small Land at Ikea! Cyndi had a church thing this morning so I took them to Ikea. They played for an hour while I had a tea and read.
Oh, by the way, did you know that Ikea has free refills in their restaurant too??
Right. Living in the US, I never thought about this much but what do you do when you can’t get things you want/like? For example, I never would have said I was a root beer “fan” or loved it: I could take it or leave it. But when I got a hankern’ for root beer, I could run down to the store, pick some up, and have it. What happens when you can’t simply run to the store and get it?
This first happened in Serbia. I went online and found root beer flavoring. I asked Cyndi’s parents to pick me up a bottle and send it in the next box. They sent some McCormic Root Beer Flavor. My first effort was to follow the instructions on the package but use Kisla Water (fizzy water in Serbia). Well, the Serbian word Kisla means sour and the water has a slight taste to it. This made the root beer taste funny.
My next effort was to try yeast. I thought I could use a little bit, get CO2 and not much alcohol. Well, by the time the pop was fizzy enough, it also had a fair bit of alcohol in it and was undrinkable. Back to square one. Eventually, I settled on a set-up of two coke bottles connected with aquarium tubing (I had my sister mail me some, I think). I mixed the root beer in one and put vinegar and baking soda in the other. This worked pretty good; however, it took some experimentation to get the amounts right….once I got it wrong and ended up with vinegar in my root beer. Another time, I popped off the connector hose and made a huge mess. Oh, by the way, I put the baking soda in a paper towel…that gave me time to get it in, get the lid on and connect the hoses up (I also let it run a bit to get the air out of the system). Here’s a picture showing the setup.
The root beer is inverted so the gas flows through it when it enters to maximize the surface area exposed to the gas. You need to eliminate as much air as you can before you start. Oh, and while the gas is generating, you need to shake the root beer. The agitation will allow more gas to dissolve…to a point. And the root beer needs to be cold too.
Here in England, I have a Soda Stream. Here’s how I do it: I add about 800ml of water to the bottle and 1/2 cup of sugar. I shake it up and let it get cold. I then add 1 tsp flavoring and fizz it in the soda stream. The result is good stuff and cuts the hankern down right quick.
