Bought Some More Ink

Ok. That was enough time just sitting on my duff.

Over the past month or so, I dabbled a bit with helping dig up at the Santa Rita ruins,

Ready To Break In A New Pair of Gloves

playing like Indiana Jones - only without the whip and other excitement. Fun, but not really my cup of tea more than occasionally, not like Colleen - she's bucking for a promotion. We did it three days. Colleen has probably missed three days;

Watching Belize Water Service

BWS Dig, Digging and More

install a 6" main up our road, all the way  to Mr. Quinto's house. Not that we have any intention of jumping on the metered water band wagon. Our well is plenty adequate, thank you very much. But, as they say, it will help if we ever decide to sell. You know,"we have access to 'town water' as a selling point, I guess;

and watching the BDF train

BDF Training in Corozal  Bay

with US special ops folks for some anti-drug smuggling activities.

Let's see what else?

 Books that I've been reading...

• The Revisionists by Thomas Mullen. Interesting take on time travel. There's a war between those who want to revise history and those who want to leave it as it was.
• The Filter Bubble by Eli Pariser. About those personalized adverts and the personalized web experience. It ain't all it's cracked up to be.
• The Years of Rice and Salt by Kim Stanley Robinson. An alternate history - one of my favorite genres when done right. History, religion and society centered on the Black Death if it had been more severe. I'm only into it by eight or so pages.

The Isuzu's spare money detector has been functioning more than perfectly. I'd like to whack it with a hammer if I could find it. The car's been in the shop twice now - within a month to get the head reground from warping because of overheating. First it was the radiator that went kerflooy and resulted in the marathon towing exercise. Then it was the bottom radiator hose (I think) that let it piss all over the ground. I managed to get it within 20 feet of Rick's shop so we were able to push it in so he could work on it.

About the personalized adverts on the web. I shop fairly regularly at  places like Inyo.com, a pool supply place. It's weird. Every time I go to a web site and have a personalized ad for Inyo.com, I feel like never patronizing them again, because it feels really intrusive. Except, having read the Filter Bubble, I understand what's going on and can get past it. It still pisses me off, but I have more of a handle now on the game that is being played. It's only going to get worse, so we may as well get used to it. And figure out a way to play it back, somehow. Mess up their statistics.

That's it for now.

Cheers,