I think this is hilarious: a very expensive Pixel Watch (like I recently bought myself) with a case and watch face to make it look like a cheap G-Shock knock-off.
I immediately got the aesthetic they were going for, but half of the commenters are like “Why would I want to do that?”
Since the county roads here are strictly aligned on compass directions, every year I think I should get a sunrise photo on the equinox, showing the sun rising right at the end of the road.
And now that I’m walking the dog every morning anyway, I may actually manage it!
EIGHT MINUTES BEFORE MY BOUT, and I was struggling with my goggles — the one really important piece of protective gear. A rapier through the heart is a legitimate medical emergency, but one that the on-site medical staff handle with routine ease. Only a rapier into the brain is at all likely to produce a career-threatening injury and, except for the very rare fluke of a thrust through the soft pallet or the ear, the skull provides enough protection that just about the only way into the brain is through the eye socket.
On a contract to fix a software bug, Trevo is shamed into entering a fencing tournament where poor folks fight for the entertainment of the wealthy. While diagnosing the bug will earn his pay, the insight from his fencing bouts may prove to be worth even more.
There will also be a print version, and that page will have links for buying it—and for buying a signed version, if that’s what you’re into. (Note that it is a short story and not a novel, even though there’ll be a book version.)
Rainy, windy, and cold today. Even the dog doesn’t want to go out. But yesterday was rather nice and I got this picture of moss growing near the base of a tree. #mosstodon
Ashley is pretty good at fetch—better than any other dog I’ve ever had—but after taking a treat for dropping the ball, she is somewhat inclined to snatch the ball back up again.