Sep 30

 The Gods smile on me. The never ending game of boon and curse continues, yesterday, the heating fixed itself. Or rather fixed the major fuckery that was wrong with it.

In reality there's a very rational explanation for it. The small bit of blockage - rust - that was fucking things up has likely finally dislodged and now everything is running again.

At least thats my theory.

Still. Always happy to take a boost from supernatural sponsors nudging reality in my favour.

I should probably make the effort to double check the procedure for draining down a central heating system, do so, and then refill it with some rust inhibitor again. Because surprise. Steel radiators rust. I know. Shocking news.

It also occurred to me that I am sick of stupid shitty devices that have no standards, are caked in arcane bullshit, but in actuality are simple that you have to pay an arm and a leg for someone who has briefly been educated in the ways of Bullshit to fix it. At expense. Absolute nonsense. I am contemplating just making my own goddamn heating system, which, is very easy in theory. You need a switch. Another switch connected to a thermostat. A pump. A boiler. A tank. And if you want fancy. Then some software to run schedules. THATS FUCKING IT. Meh.

It's the controller bit that annoys me. They charge a small fortune for them, for something that is basically two switches with a schedule. If you've spent any time in IT you know you can do that in 5 minutes.

I just need me one of those them there raspberry PIs. It would actually be a pretty cool project in my humble opinion. Make some plans for a very programmable tiny bit of hardware that effectively all it does is control two mains voltage switches. Wifi built in. Controllable via a webpage. Hook it up to Alexa. Neat ! Yeah in theory you can buy those, they cost a small fortune, and if they fuck up, guess what, you have to buy another rather than fix something really basic on them. Uh huh. No.

In reality another task on the teetering tower of Shit To Do. Which probably wont get done. But honestly. If I had a normal life, I'd be sorting this shit out.

Went for a swim yesterday. Floated around. Cramped a lot. I suspect I am dehydrated, not been drinking enough again. I ended up cranking out 850m in a pretty much empty pool. Very nice. Shame its a little colder. Perfection would be warm days, empty pools. Can't have everything.

My asthma is being an arse. Permanently on the go at the moment. It interfered with my swimming yesterday. Hmmmm.

I have most of the ingredients for the Jaffa Cake Monster. Forgot the chocolate though. Do you go milk, dark, or a blend. I think Proper Jaffa Cakes are sweetened dark ? I am not sure. Maybe not sweetened at all. They're probably the lowest grade shittiest chocolate you can get - probably palm oil based then.

I feel mostly switched off today. Not in a soul sucking way. Just in a, eh, I need to rest kind of way. Despite only working 2 days a week, I've realised how goddamn busy my life is. Everyones life is. It's amazing we get anything done. Yesterday I got up, woke up slowly, updated the laptop, dusted off the charity code, fed Athena - then it was time for a swim. Did a small amount of grocery shopping, came back, did the washing up, got dinner, and before you know it, it's goddamn 7pm. What ?

I am somewhat confused how I used to do the shit I used to do. And if I did, how manic was I to do that. No wonder everyone has a nervous breakdown these days.

Also regularly exercising in part of a day, really puts a dent in the day. Swim for an hour - half hour prep before, half hour after, make lunch around it yada. Hmm. Wait. That's probably not much change from 3 hours. Ee-gads.


So the question yesterday, my answers.

Can a joke cross a line ? Absolutely of course. Not even a question.

How can you tell where that line is ? By checking if something is clearly offensive - does it belittle someone, call them out etc, just, don't do that, but also, possible clashes of beliefs - so you have to know some of the sensibilities of your audience, but also, just don't say shitty things.

If someone is offended by what you've said, what's your reaction. Probably mild horror that I had done so. Would not do it again. Would apologise. If I deemed them truly to be the problem, which would have to be fairly extreme, then I would apologise and just avoid them in future.

Right. Off for a dog walk. Which I am unethused about. Its grey. A meh day. Honestly today. My ideal would be someone feeding me nice Autumn food, some chicken slow cooked fanciness perhaps, and just loafing around. But it is not to be. Shit to do. Things to achieve. Tsk.


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