Today is the first Christmas we’ve spent alone. Â Unless you count Christmas ’07, whenBerck got the last flight from O’Hare to Colorado Springs, getting in late at night. Â Berck has a bad cold, possibly the flu, and has been pitiful all day. Â I made myself some cheese eggs and bacon for breakfast, making lots, fully expecting Berck to steal about half of it. Â But he must really feel bad, because he only had one piece of bacon and a forkful of eggs. Â For Christmas dinner we warmed up some breakfast burritos Berck got from a New Zealender who comes by…
Andrew asked for a write-up, but this is probably shy of that. Feel free to contact me with questions. The motivation for the project is that our house is cold in the winter, and it’s painful to go to bed without the bed warmer on. It’s difficult to remember to turn it on every night until it’s time to go to bed, but it takes a good 45 minutes to get nice and warm. The solution? A Raspberry Pi! Sure, an entire computer is overkill, but there’s actually not an obvious solution that’s smaller. A simple lamp timer or X10…
On the very episode of the Daily Show that takes 60 minutes to task for not bothering to fact check their interviews, the Daily Show airs a segment that’s either demonstrative of their own laziness or ignores the facts of a situation in order to score comedic points. The segment revolves around John Morse, who was recalled for supporting entirely sane legislation that required background checks for conceal carry permits and limited legal magazine capacity to 15 rounds. They interview John Morse, which was just fine. But then, Jason Jones wanders the streets of Denver and asks residents if they…
Today I have an especially good reason to be thankful. See this blue car? It’s in the middle of a crime scene. In my parents’ front yard. Berck and I took a load of firewood to my parents’ house today. As we were pulling into their driveway, we noticed an unmarked cop car with its lights on down the road at the other corner of their lot. The cop car followed us down the driveway, bleeped its siren, and a tiny deputy stepped out and demanded to know why we didn’t stop. (We were stopped.) She asked if we lived…