We do have to do some cleaning, and I want to put an outload in the attic, and trace an odd bit of Romex there. The original electrical line is encased in steel pipe and armored cable, with steel boxes and leads to a pull outlet. Off the one box there is some Romex that goes under the attic floors. Does it power the bathroom, does it power all our upstairs ceiling lights, who knows?

There will also be some hot tubbing and thrifting, it won't all be dull work.

Nineteen_year_old is flying home on Saturday, from what we can tell she's been having a good time in NOLA. She even broadened her diet, liking beets and falafel burgers. A-and beignets, but everyone likes those.

She still has a lot of putting away to do when she gets back. We will try and clean a bit tomorrow and Saturday.

I've been typing palette when I meant pallet too many times. Pallets are a part of my work life now.

I just stumbled across Captain Awkward, a UKian advice columnist who seems to have a lot of columns on geeky and poly behavior, including eight geeky social fallacies (GSF). She didn't include an easily found definition of the missing stair fallacy though.

I'm in a quad cube at work, with one cubemate who comes in a few times a week. With all that space, and with my managers encouragement, I moved in one of the printers I support, a 55 page color MFP that prints at least up to A3/11x17. I should get back into print and play gaming, I can rationalize it as learning about the printers I support. On the tech side, the controller I support runs Linux, and to get to it you have to set up a Raspberry Pi running Raspbian. I'm surrounded by Linux devices.

Update [2021-5-27 19:26:37 by georgeha]: The newspaper mentioned that an '80s supermodel was in town for her son's graduation from the U of R. The son's name is Otcasek. I saw the family picture in the paper, I did not run into her. It's probably just as well.