Padded
Full day, well done. Fell rather hard after the first case, but on a well padded bit. So, I will have a bruise on my thigh, but no other harm done. I did bump the O2 tank, which gave me a flash of worry. Those things can go off with a lot of energy, hit just right. Not like an ungainly fall would embarrass me. I think I'm pretty much immune to that kind of self consciousness.
At some point this morning, it snowed outside the windows, and word raced around. More like sleet. Still, when I walked out after work, I did not quite expect white mountains, perhaps another 500' up from there. Amazing, last Friday it was 90˚F.
Continuing to watch Inspector Lewis. Really, Oxford needs to stop offering Firsts and A levels in Creative Literary Murders. Especially the Practicum. Sheesh.
Ukulele class last night. Not surprisingly, I still can't play. Lost it at the first chord, to my frustration. But I continue to learn and get a lot of grounding that I will build on. Slowly, oh so slowly. I look at my recalcitrant left hand, and consider the value of training my brain in something new. Yes, well, I'll do the extremely difficult of the simple chords, and put off the impossible ones until later.
Heard about Steve Jobs on the way up. Thing is, when I heard about his diagnosis, I knew he didn't have long. No one lives long with pancreatic cancer. I'm just glad I got to hear him in person once. The Power of Steve was a Thing to Behold. He lived a very useful life, and that is wonderful.
At some point this morning, it snowed outside the windows, and word raced around. More like sleet. Still, when I walked out after work, I did not quite expect white mountains, perhaps another 500' up from there. Amazing, last Friday it was 90˚F.
Continuing to watch Inspector Lewis. Really, Oxford needs to stop offering Firsts and A levels in Creative Literary Murders. Especially the Practicum. Sheesh.
Ukulele class last night. Not surprisingly, I still can't play. Lost it at the first chord, to my frustration. But I continue to learn and get a lot of grounding that I will build on. Slowly, oh so slowly. I look at my recalcitrant left hand, and consider the value of training my brain in something new. Yes, well, I'll do the extremely difficult of the simple chords, and put off the impossible ones until later.
Heard about Steve Jobs on the way up. Thing is, when I heard about his diagnosis, I knew he didn't have long. No one lives long with pancreatic cancer. I'm just glad I got to hear him in person once. The Power of Steve was a Thing to Behold. He lived a very useful life, and that is wonderful.
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Posted by Zhoen on Thursday, October 06, 2011
4 comments:
The Grampian Mountains in Scotland had their first snow yesterday too.
Agree about Steve Jobs. However he did see his latest 'baby' launched.
Not bad for a high school dropout!
Have you been having accidents more frequently lately, or have you throughout your life had episodes of repeated falls, cuts, bruises and so on?
Yes, Jobs had an enormous impact.
gz,
And adopted. He did good.
Phil,
Always. Hazard of being taught dance, one tends to throw oneself into things, I suspect. I've taken some impressive falls over the years. As as kid, I often fell down the stairs.
My first drawing class the other night. How depressingly bad I was! As you say, slowly, I'll get back, and make myself practise.
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