Day 705, High and dry Sierra

Onward and upward.

Love a risky life?

Install the latest update.

As soon as it is released.

Jump into the unknown as an early adopter.

And feel the freedom of exploring the boundaries of functionality.

Lose access to network storage.

Perhaps you're not fussed about that.

Expensive third party applications stop working.

Maybe that isn't an issue.

How about losing access to your local storage and being forced to do clean install.

Carry on.

Discover all the bugs that haven't been ironed out.

You'll be thanked for it.*

* Hahahahahaha, don't be soft headed, you will receive no thanks.


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Day 704, Foot Up

Busy life?

Need a rest?

Too much to do to be able to put both your feet up?

Then why not use the patent Elliott mono-foot rest!

Designed for a lifestyle needing one foot constantly doing crucial ground work, while giving the other foot a well earned break.

Only €70.99, or in pounds sterling £399.99, hurry, this rate will only get worse.

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Day 703, Sauce Pan

Mixing up a base sauce for something.

Then got distracted and went full-on baked beans, olives and pasta.

The 48 guests were happy to each have a teaspoon of sauce tomat and half an olive.

Not quite the miracle of the five loaves and two fish, but still a feeding of the multitude.

It's the pan which makes all the difference - it's the copper bottom, it increases the product.

And it looked appetising, unlike the image below showing prior to baked beans, olives and pasta.*

* The above may have happened, although many guests did not turn up having been 'disappeared' by an oligarch.

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Day 702, New world disorder

It's not unusual for me to ramble on about things, to mutter and grumble, to have a chunter.  A low-level mulling over of things that are causing agitation, questioning and wondering.  This may all be leading to some instability in my mental health.  As I get older I'm starting to think I'm getting more stupid, which may be true.  It may also be part of the continual recognition that things I used to think were simple are actually significantly harder and more complex than I could have imagined.  I'd never considered that my imagination was limited, and I don't believe that, so it must be either an increasing stupidity, or an increasing recognition of complexity.

One or the other.

It was while I was talking about the craziness of the world, chuntering, to someone the other day that I did a double take.  I said "we have a world where Trump and Putin are taken seriously, they are both crazy lunatics", which could be phrased better, but in an informal conversation it is fine.  The person responded along the lines of "yeah Trump, he is dangerous, but not Putin, he's ok."

I was genuinely surprised by this, so much so that I didn't say "What the fuck?"  It registered but I wasn't able to process it, like an exception had been caught and I was only able to consider it when doing a stack trace later on.

On the news some hours later I heard the new leader of The Ukips saying she was an admirer of Putin.

Then I started to notice more and more of this, various people all over the place apparently susceptible to simplistic concepts, soundbite politics from the 'strong', sexist, racist and homophobic leader of the Russian Federation.  Or as someone on Twitter said more eloquently:

Why is every nutter in the UK in love with Putin?

I suppose people like Putin make the world feel simple. Hard man, quick decisions. No need for messing about with debate at home or abroad.

Just do it. Politics reduced to a Nike slogan. Same emotional sentiment that lies behind Brexit and Trump and Corbyn.

Maybe the rest of us should yearn for simplicity and stop worrying about complexity, that's clearly the most sensible thing to do, as long as we don't think further ahead than next Tuesday about the consequences.  Perhaps adopting this approach really is the best thing for a person's mental health.*

Artists impression of Trump (bottom left), Putin (bottom right), and me being gobsmacked (top)

* Be aware that I am not saying that people are stupid.

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Day 701, New world order

This garden is out of focus, send me another one - and while you're at it, have the chef shot.

But that doesn't make sense?

Are you questioning my sanity?  Release your medical records, clearly you are seriously debilitated.

Etc.

Don't tacitly accept the validity of the words of maniacs, otherwise we are doomed.

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Day 700, Domino toppling

They're very proud of this building - that's my interpretation of it given that there's a sign boasting "Built 2000" on the side.

This was the site of a pub called The Domino.

The Domino was an unusually shaped building, very similar in design to the old 'Wedding Cake' registry office. 

In fact it was virtually identical, although a little taller I think.

It was definitely bloody awful.

And this building carries on that great tradition.

Like aiming for the world record in domino toppling but only having 25 boxes of dominoes available.*†

* There are 28 dominoes in a box.
† Guess how many in total that is.

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Day 699, A dash of chrome

Detail of the Harry Brearley mural.

Brearley, the inventor of stainless steel.

Get some iron.

Melt it in a massive pot.

Get some chromium, add it to the molten iron until it comprises greater than 10% of the entire volume.

Add a dash of any of the metals nickel, molybdenum, tungsten, titanium or copper, to taste.

Base the above on your requirements.

Roll to desired thickness and finish.

Mill to bar, sheet, wire, plate, coil or tubing, whatever you want.

Enjoy your rust-free metally goodness.

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