I had thought the end of “Endeavour” might take place immediately prior to the first season of “Inspector Morse.” But then I thought that was wrong of me, because Shaun Evans is so much younger than John Thaw was.
Or not. Today I learned Thaw was 45 at the beginning of “Morse,” and Evans is 43.
Lovely, sad ending to “Endeavour.”
We have watched four episodes of “Silo,” and so far, I would absolutely live there. Friendly people, everyone dresses comfortably, earth tones and sweaters. Plenty of stairs for aerobic exercise. No computers more complicated than MS-DOS 5. Don’t have to worry about sunscreen. No mosquitoes.
Currently reading: Angels Flight by Michael Connelly 📚
Finished reading: Blood Work by Michael Connelly. Not his best, but very good nonetheless. This is the sixth Connelly novel I’ve read since January; I read his first several years ago. I think I’ll start the next one right now. 📚
Supermarket speedrun: 40m22s.
That moment when you're finishing up a big project that's the last thing you need to do before a four-day weekend and your mouse decides it's angry at the Mac and they're not talking anymore.
Amazon Basics dog-poop bags come with documentation. Do people really need documentation to figure out how to work dog-poop bags?
The documentation is titled “Quick Start Guide,” suggesting that there is an in-depth manual available.
I enjoy Star Trek more when I’m able to not try to make it make sense.
I just completed a major project that I’ve been working on for weeks, and now I have to do it again for another project, also due today. And yet my brain is all used up from finishing the first project.
I’m not complaining. This is the definition of a privileged person’s problem. My work is in demand. But—
Oh, who am I kidding? I am absolutely complaining.
