Received my ballot for the general election. I’ll hand carry the completed ballot to a drop-off point at Hennepin County Government Center.
Category: Living
Six Degrees of Freedom
Spent way too much time thinking about six degrees of freedom: X, Y, Z, pitch, yaw and roll. I feel a song coming on.
Navigating by US Presidents
Every week I look forward to cycling adventures with my friend, Dave, not least because he’s a better navigator than me. He also knows his presidents, which is helpful when we explore Northeast Minneapolis. Minneapolis streets are in alphabetical or numerical order, except when they’re not. Notably, Northeast Minneapolis streets are in presidential chronological order.…… Continue reading Navigating by US Presidents
End of Season
Stopped for lunch at Lake Harriet. Bread and Pickle will soon be closing for the season, so all the good beer was gone.
I’m Not a Bot
A Twitter algorithm has decided I’m a bot, so I’m being prevented from posting to my daily microblog. I’ve submitted a ticket, and expect resolution eventually. This is no big deal, I won’t be hounding Twitter to get my access back. Although I’ve been posting daily for almost a decade, I do occasionally miss a…… Continue reading I’m Not a Bot
Kare Raisu
Made kare raisu, Japanese curry, for lunch, one of the most popular dishes in Japan. It can be traced to early British influences over 100 years ago. Now, a Japanese curry chain is opening restaurants in India.
Wet Stripe Down Back
Lightning crashed overhead while I had a haircut. When the storm let up, I cycled home with a wet stripe down my back.
G4 LEDs
This week is the end of the line for incandescent bulbs in our home. Until recently the light quality of G4 LEDs was not good enough. Now, $2.00 1.5 watt G4’s have a high color rendering index. We’ll have 100% LED lighting once I replace two halogens lurk
The Story Continues
Cycled through an area of northeast Minneapolis that has always been home to new Americans. Today it’s Latin Americans and Somalis. 100 years ago it was Lebanese, Polish, Finnish, German, Slovak, Russian, and Ukrainian immigrants.
Home-Made Ramen
I couldn’t go to Japan this month, so brought Japan to us: tonkotsu ramen. I cooked the Hakata-style cloudy/emulsified broth for 26 hours, saving most for another day. To my gaijin taste buds it was pretty good, I was transported.