Friday, November 21, 2014

That's hard

Really trying to blog again. More frequently than the GRBs so popular with NGT, if you'll forgive being sprayed by acronyms.

Learning interesting things about my iPhone. 4, I think, maybe... Anyway, leave it connected via Bluetooth to this delightful (in every other way) speaker but ****not**** sending sound through the speaker, or using the phone in any way besides leaving it lying alone doing nothing other than lying there, and the battery level just drops.

Connect it to the SC supply via the cute little square house-current-to-USB adapter that Apple itself provides, leave the phone completely alone (whether or not still connected to the bluetooth device) and the battery-level just drops. Not as fast, yet it still drops. Turn off the bluetooth, and the level still drops.

Connect same phone with no other changes to an Apple device, a computer of some kind. Battery level rises. Very quickly, too!

My conclusion: Like all things digital, phone and its battery like clean power. Computer's power provided by its USB jacks, nice and clean! Everything else... not so much. And bluetooth sucks power, whether it's being used to carry heavy data (like audio with video) or just maintaining the connection. Haven't tested yet whether bluetooth on plus computer powered USB still drains power, but as Alton Brown has said frequently, that's another show.

Spent some enjoyable time with a friend yesterday. We didn't go further than the back yard, but I managed. I was definitely out of juice, but I kept plugging away, just because I thought I needed to. If for no other reason, just to practice.

We've madereservations at a favorite restaurant for Thanksgiving. Since Food-Channel-style Thanksgiving is all about dairy, we're just going vegan. But odd as that may sound, Shojin is always quite amazing, and it's so good, you'd never know it was so good for you!

Been wandering down memory lane, remembering the Goode Olde Days back at Yale with its marching band, and performing in that band at The Game, which is what us Yalies call the Yale-Harvard game. In my day with them, it was hellishly cold, but this year portends much gentler weather. The Game is always played the Saturday before Thanksgiving, and for us Yalies, no other game matters.

Well, they have been doing it since (oh my) 1875. You do the math about "how many times."

And here we go. I've hit the wall... can't deal with this "operating the machine" stuff any longer.

That, right there, is one of the many things I have a hard time really facing & dealing with. It's one thing to have been working for an hour, or hours, and then taking a break. This is different... this is running out of so much, so suddenly, that it's "hitting the wall" not just needing a break. I had imagined looking into poking at doing music!

But no.

And that's hard too... that's very hard.

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