The WordPress theme I am using now is alright, but has a deficiency – or I am deficient in setting it up, one of those. Older posts don’t show that there are (or are not) comments. I would like that to be indicated. Ideally, a half-way decent looking theme with that option that is freely available. However, I am willing to consider paying (a bit…) for something if that’s the only way to get something that has that feature and is not eye-bleedingly rotten. Any suggestions?
Ancient beast that I am, and my less-than-rich (monetarily) youth, meant that I grew up in what might reasonably be called the final days of the common vacuum tube. The CRT lasted longer, and the magnetron lives on in microwave ovens (and RADARs, yes), and I expect that higher power transmitters will be using tubes for some time. And X-rays will remain tube-generated for the foreseeable future.
That meant that switching something on was not instant gratification, but a bit of a delay as the filaments warmed up and then they warmed up the cathodes, and only when the cathodes were hot was the gear truly in the operating state. And the filaments stayed on and glowing orange. This is hardly of any note nowadays with transistors and integrated circuits doing all the old work and then some in almost every case. But it can be a bit jarring when there is some internal LED (on the motherboard or some expansion card) that can be seen through ventilation slots. Blue, green, yellow/amber, and red are no big deal, for those are LED’s and obviously so. But one I pass by from time to time is a bit jarring. It’s orange. It’s if not that orange, it’s close enough in my memory that I sometimes have this moment of “Huh? Oh, right.”
Here is a number:
If you say it, or ‘hear’ it as you read it, how did you say or hear it? There are various ways. Recalling NASA footage of Apollo missions where such numbers were mentioned, it was clear that being SURE was critical (can’t have a mission go wrong for a misplaced decimal… especially if it’s a manned mission and the world is watching!) so for them, the number would be “Thirty-Seven DECIMAL Three” or “Three Seven DECIMAL Three.”
In one old short, seen in one of the At the Bijou ‘episodes’ (for lack of a better term) a fellow would pronounce it in an exaggerated fashion, “Thirty-seven PERI-ODD three.” Though most people would simply say “Thirty-seven point three.” Or, if it’s a known case of something, even “Thirty-seven, three” with the decimal point implied. And then there is my family, or at least Pa, who would on non-serious occassion pronounce it “Thirty-seven Boint three.”
Of course, it is technically a ‘decimal point’ and not a period, decimal, or boint. Maybe a point. And if the number were other than base 10, it would be some other thing, such as, perhaps, an ‘octal point’. I suspect precious few, if any, would then say “Three Seven OCTAL Three.”
[ADDENDUM: $HOUSEMATE mentions that there is reference to the “radix point” for various numeric bases. Technically it fits for base 10, but ‘decimal point’ is far more common.]
Sure, for any real trip there is the packing. For some trips, more or more detailed packing. But one trip coming up requires a couple good, well-sealed but re-usable containers for liquid. And thus, I find myself drinking Grolsch so the bottles can be re-purposed for more interesting contents. It’s not my go-to, nor all that high on my list. It’s also not a hardship. For what it is, it’s rather good. It’s the sort of beer that works for “Just gimme a damn beer, damnit.” without being, what’s the word.. oh yes, gawdawful. It’s… well.. boring, but does the job. I suppose it’s kind of like a Camry of beers – not exciting, but quite competent.
Even if Bonnie does have some of my good looks. I seem to have all the bad ones.
But family did grow, officially, a bit this past Saturday when my sister went and got married. The fellow she married has a kid who is, I think, pretty much on his own or will be in not very long. Not sure of the official relative designation and I don’t really care.
So if I seemed a bit more scarce or less given to extended comments this past weekend, I was seriously distracted due to travel, preparation, visiting, the actual ceremony, the gathering after, and more travel back home. It was a nice relatively small event held in a friend’s back yard. Evidently sister & fiance had considered just doing the Justice of the Peace thing and taking care of it, but as she put it, “It turns out we’re bad at eloping.”
Just as well. It was something of a family reunion but without the pointlessness of such a thing. And if I didn’t know everyone there, it was close enough. That was likely as it was kept fairly small and not some “every vaguely related person we can possibly think of” but “family out to first cousins(& their kids) and a few friends.”
The weather cooperated and the ceremony was held outdoors. Really, things were about as ideal as they could be in late May. And now back to what passes for normal.