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Just now Google Gemini told me that Matt Lauer, Katie Couric, and Meredith Vierra all graduated from The University of Iowa.

“12When you sin against them in this way and wound their weak conscience, you sin against Christ. 13Therefore, if what I eat causes my brother or sister to fall into sin, I will never eat meat again, so that I will not cause them to fall.”

How far does this extend? is a question I’ve long had.

Up early-ish (but never early enough for my conscience) to ready. Nearing the final 100 pages of Plot Against America. The book is picking up steam and seems headed for a tidy resolution. Taking him to class today - Lady Raider donut party - another party. Then maybe fulfilling my dream of a pickleball late afternoon in the autumn shadows.

There was a school lunch worker who often came by my crossing corner and would give me a donut out her car window. I haven't seen them recently. I am worried that they were fired for giving me those donuts.

The fact that apple has a global database of ear shapes is both inspiring and very odd and dystopian. I'm not trying to say they're up to anything nefarious - they use them to determine the shapes of AirPods and other heaphones.

this is what I would like: for you to preserve my personal website digital garden on into the future forevermore

is it possible that changing my font will make me a better person? or make me more productive? i feel like i've been secretly asking that question for around 25 years.

One little thing I low key love about being a crossing guard is that I can stand at my corner and fart as much as I care to

now begins the regression to mean when the talented child sees it isn't enough

I had a sleeping dream that i went to a very traditional style church service with the father of one of my kids's friends from school. Then I had a waking dream that I was in the school hallway and a teacher jerked their head to the side in a signal for me to get up against the wall.

there are folks in iowa who pronounce the SE iowa town Ottumwa, "autumn-wah." which is wrong, of course.

Songs in my head:

  • NDA, billie
  • Women of the world, Jim O'Rourke
  • Ten Second News, Son Volt

I've always been a Check the website kind of person, when I want to find out details of an event. But I should give in and be more of a Just check Facebook kind of person.

Songs in my head:

  • One Wing, Wilco
  • Xanny, billie
  • Rewind, Charlie

I am in constant awe and curiosity and filled to the brim with wonder - just by this simple notion: "How do you live? Why are you doing that thing you're doing? Why did you do this thing when you usually do THAT thing (yes, I noticed that you usually do THAT thing, not because I'm weird, but because I am a noticer and I am curious and I care).

Songs in my head:

  • you should see me in a crown.
  • act of love, Neil Young
  • sex type thing, Stone Temple Pilots (this song doesn't hold up, in my head)

I wish that the iOS Music app (no, it's not the Apple Music app - it also plays my personally curated library of purchases and uploads) could sort albums by year. There are so many great 3rd party music apps that do this - but I just can't bring myself to pay another 15 to 50 dollars JUST for this feature.

On my reading list for the rest of 24 and into 25:

  • more Roth
  • Ferrante
  • McCarthy
  • Melville
  • The Knausgaard orb in the sky novels

I figured out how to make Apple Podcasts stations work for me: don't ever manually tend to them. Don't swipe anything to remove episodes, don't mark anything as played or unplayed. Let episodes enter and exit stations of their own accord.

This is the way forward.

Songs in my head:

  • Proud to Be an American (why oh why??)
  • Learning to Fly, Old Tom

testing 123. that bad file seeems to be cleared out. now to get the practice charts done.

The Medvedev/Sinner match couldn't be much more different than the matches from the last couple of nights.

You want to have your thoughts solely in your own spot, your own personal digital garden, if you will, but the lure of BEING SEEN, in the same old places, proves too much to overcome.