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Yesterday was nice and warm, and I went out on the bike wearing a shirt much too warm. My apologies to any of you who might have seen me after I took it off. The wind was something else. The last hour of the trip was almost entirely against the wind; it was like biking uphill all the way. Heading north on 3rd Ave, I was hit by a head-on gust of wind and I just stopped moving. By the time I got home, only 5 minutes later, my legs were screaming. Two hours later, at Gravy, a new “diner” on Smith St, they hurt so bad I wanted to scream.” The left still hurts. Wimp.
When we got back from dinner I switched on the Mac. Mac came on, “Cinema Display” did not. Dead. No power. Nada. Only seven months old. AARGH.

Fortunately, still under warranty.

I’m using J’s old, back-of-a-VW-Beetle-size, 21″ VGA Sony Trinitron CRT. It’s like being at work. Blurry, but sharper than the NEC I have at work, and I can’t find a comfortable resolution. Of course, it’s so big, it’s practically got nose prints on it.
I’ve have to read or knit instead of playing with my Mac. I’ve been reading #6 in Patrick O’Brian’s Master and Commander series, The Fortune of War. I’ve also knit an entire hat. It’s nothing special, aside from a neat set of decreases that give it three k3 ribs all the way up the crown. Knit the round in bulky Turkish wool on #8’s, it was pretty quick and easy. I did 2/3’s on a circ and the rest on dpn’s, and I was much more comfortable on the dpn’s.

One notable annoyance with the wool, Feza Zarone, is the hot glue from the label stuck to the yarn with really no way to excise it without shaving or cutting. Otherwise, it’s fairly soft and would probably felt nicely.
Yesterday must have been “Root Through Someone Else’s Trash Day.” You would have thought we’d planted diamonds in the cans. One woman even brought her own rubber gloves.
We watched Alexander last night. The lack of deviance from historical tale was surprising, but HBO’s Rome blows it away.