Best intentions notwithstanding, it was all but impossible to get out for quality time with strangers in March. Most significantly, my mother-in-law’s second fight with cancer came to a sudden, tragic end on the 18th. I’ll write more about that in due course, but for now, I’m declaring March an x100.365 write-off, and unlike “old Luke”, I’m refusing to feel guilty about it.
Normal programming will resume in April. “31 strangers in 31 days” will happen later in the year.
This is not an April Fool’s joke. I’m all out of those.
Now that his arrival has been announced on Facebook (modernspeak for “now that everybody knows he’s here”), I can share the face of February 28: Mr 3’s godparents’ new son, a.k.a. Miss 1’s future husband.
Welcome to the world, you gorgeous little hairy man with the cute sad face!
[As mentioned earlier, x100.365 is going to be a bit different in March. 31 strangers in 31 days! Stay tuned.]
If we let him, Mr 3 would watch trains on YouTube all day. Twenty-minute single-takes of stations or trips are his favourite. His concentration is intense.
It’s one of the less annoying things I’ve inherited from my dad.
If it can’t operate in RPN mode; if its keys don’t respond to your touch with that special somethin-somethin; if it’s not programmable; if it’s not solid enough to drive a car over … well, it’s not a real calculator.
This is my 33S, which I bought after (foolishly) selling my beloved 32SII. Even with PCalc on my iThings, I still love this machine. And the 12C I have at work too.
