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There is no place like it, even when the outside temps are a moderate 112 degrees ;-) After about 9 days straight of work for last week’s NMC Conference in Cleveland, I have a few days set aside for catching up on home stuff like:

* replacing a cracked disposal in the kitchen sink
* trimming some tree limbs
* converting our swimming pool from the un-lovely shade of green it turned

Already crossed off my “todo” list was watching the last episode of Lost, something I had taped a few weeks back and had not gotten around to watching. That is my one televised addiction.

Since taking the NMC job and working at home, my wife and I have downsized ot one vehicle (thought the pick-up is not all that fuel economical) and are trying a lot to minimize our vehicle use. So today, for example, I needed to get the pickup from her office and take it in for repairs, so it was an early morning 2 mile bike ride to the truck, drop it off a half mile south, and ride home. At 9:00 AM it was likely pushing 90, but still, not too bad. It was a tad toastier at 3:00 PM when I rode the bike back to pick up the truck.

Even as oven hot as it was, when you are moving and have a goal, it can almost by a hypnotic trip.

Anyhow, I am catching up on some other tech related tasks, and I finally got all of our audio prepped from the conference to add to our podcast feed, along with a video that was shown at the Second Life session last Friday. Those should appear here and there in a few hours. I am also spending some fry time flying and buying (e.g. exploring Second Life) and showing a few folks around. Wednesday night, we have a group of grad sudents visiting the NMC campus, and I am supposed to rise to the occasion of expertise or something akin to that.

Here is a clue. Every time we hear someone cliche, “but it’s a DRY heat”, you want to drop a hot brick on ’em. What does that really mean? Your oven is a dry heat. A blow torch is a dry heat. We know it is hot. It is as empathetic as saying to a Buffalo resident, “It’s a SOFT 12 feet of snow”.

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  1. Yup. We also send messages by telegraph. We’d wash our clothes on the rocks by the river, nut our river here is all rocks and no river.

    It’s the same heat, no matter how you tag it ;-)

  2. Is it though? In Farenheit, 112 degrees is only twice as hot as 56F degrees, but if you convert it to celsius, then at 44C it’s over three times as hot as 13C. Maybe that’s why you haven’t converted.
    Actually, we think it’s impossibly hot at 32C ( 90F) here, so I guess you deserve sympathy. Then again, you could always move to somewhere more salubrious, like Alaska for instance.

  3. Speaking of 21st century…did you say “taped”…you “taped” Lost?? Did you really tape it? Surely you tivo’d or dvr’d it???

  4. Yes, taped it was. VHS. Old technology. Yup. Tape.

    On the other hand, studies show that data on tape will last much longer than disc. Hard drives are arguable. This year I tossed out cassette tapes recorded in 1979 that still worked, once that have been carted across the country, stored in less than optimal hot places in Arizona, etc.

    Tapes, yup.

  5. doesn’t tape melt at these temperatures? I mean, water boils at 100Ëš so VHS tapes must do funky things at 114Ëš

    Oh, right. That fahrenheit thing again. We should all switch to Kelvin anyway…

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