Took a little hiking trip out to Shenandoah National Park for the first time
since Cynthia’s knee started having issues. Overheard some random dude there
explaining to his ~5 year old son that “actually, if a baby fell from this
cliff, they might just survive. See, they’d reach terminal velocity pretty
quickly, then probably fall into a tree. There was a story about a baby
falling 15 stories in NYC, and…”. Who among us hasn’t bonded with our
fathers over what scenarios would and would not kill an infant?
A few short months since the last Richmond water
crisis, we
had another
one
this week. Fortunately, this one only lasted 3 days. This is, of course, ignoring the whole “oops, we forgot to
fluorinate the water” and the “oops, we accidentally dramatically over-fluorinated the
water” fiascos.
Speaking of Richmond water projects: the construction project on the sewer
line on our block officially goes into its 4th month.
Speaking of slow Richmond government projects: the work of fixing the single
missing “0” on the VIN number on my pending motorcycle’s title continues into
its 6th week.
Acquired the first of my motorcycle gear: got a helmet and some glovies.
Yanked our dehumidifier out of the crawlspace (pain in the neck) and tested
it out a bit with some breathing room. Confirmed it’s dead. Think all the
refrigerant leaked out somehow. Of course, it’s just out of warranty, so
we need to get a new one. Ordered a relatively cheap guy that seems to be
well-regarded. Seems like lots of folks have problems with the model we have
now.
🏳️🌈 🏳️⚧️ Happy Pride Month to all you Pride Month celebrators. Know that this
particular mediocre cishet white dude is in your corner. ❤️