“Now that the Tesla cybertruck is finally out in the wild, it’s being forced to contend with a hazard no one could have foreseen: Snow.”
Source: Tesla Cybertrucks Keep Getting Stuck In Snow
And by “no one,” I assume they mean “anyone who is not a moron.”
Not really a micro.blog thing (although it could be), but if you spend any time on Mastodon, you should probably know about StreetPass:
1. Mastodon users verify themselves by adding a custom link to their personal site.
2. StreetPass lets you know when you’ve found one of these links, and adds them to your StreetPass list.
3. Browse the web as usual. StreetPass will build a list of Mastodon users made up of the websites you go to.
If there’s anything better on a cold day than a warm dog and a cup of hot cocoa, I don’t know what it is. #dogsofmastodon
I put Ashley in her new coat, put on my Alaska Pipeline coat, and went out into the bitter, bitter cold. Ashley would have liked to come right back in, but I made her stay outside until she had accomplished a couple of very important tasks. #dogsofmastodon
At the airport it’s currently -9°F, with a wind chill of -34°F (-37°C).
Although I haven’t quite achieved my aspirational goal of doing all the workouts I want to do, I have been getting workouts in, and they’ve been going pretty well. Last week I did my club swinging workout twice, my kettlebell clean & press workout, my kettlebell swing workout, and my HEMA practice all once each.
I’ve gotten this week off to a good start by hitting the fitness room and doing a bodyweight circuit (jump rope, negative pull ups, Hindu squats, Hindu push ups, and my 3-way core circuit) for three rounds, plus some incline press and some dead hangs.
The negative pull ups, in particular, were better than I’d expected. Something I’m doing—probably the kettlebell swings, but perhaps also the club swinging—is working the lats and biceps more than is obvious while I’m doing them.
I’d gotten my workout log notebook out for writing this post, and failed to put it away, with the (dog induced) result visible above.
After yesterday’s brightly colored dawn, a dramatic change: Today’s rather somber snow on the sycamore tree.
I took Ashley out just a little earlier than usual, because the dawn sky was so pretty. And good that I did, because now it’s pretty much just grey out there.
“Have you been happy?” Julie asked.
“Of course,” I said, not noticing the tense she’d used.
“Even having to hide?”
“That may have been the best part.” I’d hidden myself pretty well, I thought. New country. New name. New hobbies. A job that let me get by without drawing on family accounts. “Well, second best,” I said, reaching to draw her close.
The door opened and three men came in. “Quite a little love #nest you’ve got here,” father said.
“Sorry,” Julie said, her face against my chest. #wss366
Jackie fixed cornbread yesterday, and today we had some for desert. She put apricot preserves on hers, while I put honey on mine.
Turns out, apricot preserves are loaded with added sugars, whereas honey has no added sugars at all! So my desert was obviously much healthier than hers.
