Fall Leaves

Getting back from a trip out with my dear one to Kenosha's new pizza buffet, I was struck by all the leaves on our front lawn. Fall is here, and the seasons turn on. I guess I'm ok with that. How about you all? How's the change of the seasons looking in your neck of the woods? Do you feel ready for Fall, or are you still living in Spring in your brain? How's your inner self greeting the cold weather?

I had the evening to myself yesterday with moiracoon out at an Etsy meetup. I spent a little time cleaning the computer room, a little time putting stuff on Craigs List, and wasted a few hours on the internets. What I also did was finally get out and exercise again.

I've realized, as I get out and do more walking photo trips, that if I plan to keep doing a lot of this, I really do need to be in better shape. My legs were sore and my knees were popping until Wednesday after all the walking this past weekend. I plan to be out exploring for many decades to come, so I need to nip that in the bud.

I'm planning to get back to working at getting more fit and reduce the excess weight I'm carrying by mostly following the ideas outlined in The Hacker's Diet. It's a very logical and systematic way of looking at things from the perspective of an engineer making modifications to a system. I think about forty pounds will do nicely. I can imagine how tired I'd be carrying an extra forty pounds up those ten or twelve floors of stairs to the top of the abandoned silos I was at, so I can imagine how much better I'll feel when I'm carrying that much less.

The other fun things about exercising: I get to work away on the elliptical and close my eyes and nod my head around and mouth the words to whatever I'm listening to on the MP3 player (by the way, there aren't many better songs to exercise to than Nine Inch Nails' The Hand that Feeds). My brain is free to think about random stuff, and while my body is being productive, my brain wants to be productive too! I find myself planning all these tasks that I want to accomplish once I'm done at the gym! And when I got home last night, I even did some of them (the aforementioned Craigs Listing)!

Let's see. This weekend I'm going to a crafty fair with moiracoon and mocha_mephooki on Saturday, along with possibly sabrinageek. That will be nice. And on Sunday, I'm hitting either the Palace Theatre in Gary, or the power plant in the Dixmoore area. Pictures!!

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There's a mailing list on the server here at work. It's called PP-CAB-required.

I know what some of that nonsense is supposed to mean. I think. Want to know what it makes me think of instead, everytime I see it?

It makes me think that somewhere, a fleet of taxis has a special, rubberized, waterproof cab with a sealed backseat that can be easily hosed out. This cab is the one they send to pick up people at bars who get so drunk that they can't control their bodily functions.

Is this weird of me?

Brakes Broke

When I step on the brakes, and they have no appreciable effect apart from a strange sort of wooshing sound from the front end of the car...that's bad, right?

At least I found my overalls. *goes for the garage and the toolbox*

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The driver side rear brake line is totally rusted out up above the wheel well and behind the gas tank. Fortunately, when I called Mechanic Juan to ask whether he knew anywhere to get pre-bent brake line, the conversation turned into him coming over to help replace both rear lines. Whee!

Unfortunately, I'm going to have to miss the craft fair with Moira and Mocha and people tomorrow. I suppose I'll use the time to work on those desktop computers instead.

That's because I got in touch with someone from Craigs List who wants to buy the whole lot and use them to start an internet cafe business. Cool! But they want to come by and pick them up on Sunday, so I'm going to have to pass on the urbex too, assuming I even have a working car by then. Well, life is what happens when you were making other plans.

Hey, fingernail polish remover doesn't do a bad job at removing car grime from my hands! I probably shouldn't do that very often though....