Thursday, December 16
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gottawonderToday I am grateful for:
Our bodies' ability to adjust to cold weather. Every year it gets pretty cold around here, and at first in the fall, you're all like "Oh no, it's below freezing tonight!". It feels really cold. Then it gets to -10C, same thing. After a while, it's okay. Then it's -20C, and after a few days, sure, it's cold but you kind of adjust. Much colder than that, and it's tougher to shrug it off, but still, it's amazing that you can go outside in -20C and be reasonably o.k. with it. Yes, you learn to dress for it, and you don't take chances (always dress warm even to go somewhere in your car), but you can generally live with it. Wind though, and all bets are off.
My sweetie came home around 5 pm. I'm glad he made it safely; the roads aren't great right now.
Our friends (that help us a lot with our construction) are looking after another couple's house while they are away for several weeks. The boiler that heats the house quit working today, and that couple is LUCKY that it is our very capable and conscientious friend looking after their home. He came and got a space heater from us that we were borrowing, and another space heater my husband has out in the garage, and that should keep the house from freezing up until the heating repair guy can come. Our friend checks on the house and the kitties every day, and it's a good thing. Skipping a day would have been a disaster.
We went to the library that was doing the Secret Santa for a senior, and I dropped off my gift for a mystery senior. I hope I got her the right yarn.
We watched two more episodes of "The Mandelorian", and once again, while the effects and acting are great, there just doesn't feel like a story is happening. It's literally that the Mandelorian goes somewhere, his ship gets damaged, they're stuck there for a while, he either saves the locals from bad guys, or from a giant creature, sometimes there is more than one scary creature in an episode, they fix the ship, they leave. Over and over and over again.
He goes from one planet to another without more difficulty than we go to get groceries in terms of time or fuel expenditure. The ship looks like it's made out of an old deep freezer yet it is perfectly sealed for vacuum and hyperdrive, as well as re-entry into atmospheres that are always the same gravity and atmosphere. He trusts anyone to work on his ship, and apparently it is as easy as fixing the brakes on a car to fix a space ship, and any scrap dealer on any planet has parts that will work. None of those places have a real government, so all laws seem to be local, and tribal in nature. No one pays taxes anywhere, nor are there any regulations or quarantine for flying to another planet, and there are no roads or schools or hospitals or traffic lights.
Everyone in this whole show looks dirty, like there is no way to wash your clothes, or take a bath. Everyone seems to wear dirty sheets with some belts holding it all together. They can go to space but not have fitted clothing. All their belongings look dirty. At least the ships and people in the Empire were clean. Why was the Empire clean, and nowhere else in the universe? Also, there are no bathrooms in the Star Wars universe. No one ever poops, including the baby Yoda that I have watched for more than a season, and he never needs to poop. It's totally okay to kill people, or take stuff. The entire universe with it's many multitudes of inhabited planets are all tribal groups, smugglers, and people living off of any known grid. Almost every person in this show has access to space travel but no internet, and no real government. How could you even get a part for a space ship, if there is no regulatory body making sure that the part is actually made to spec? How does anyone even know if their ship is space worthy if there is no one to check it?
This show keeps saying that it is Post-Empire, meaning the Empire was broken by the Resistance (set after the second Death Star was destroyed), yet almost every episode shows them running away from Imperials. Why does everyone seem so hurried and desperate if there is no Empire crushing them? The dirt and poverty and lack of organized government only made sense in the context of a galaxy wide civil war. The Mandelorian at one point said he's trying to figure out how to get baby Yoda (though it isn't Yoda, they haven't bothered calling him anything; into the second season now, and the Mandelorian hasn't got a personal name, and he doesn't come up with a name for the Yoda baby), but apparently he's never seen any other beings that look like Yoda baby, and there are none around even though you see all kinds of other beings all over space, and there seems to be no way (like a map, or a data base) that could tell him what Yoda baby was, and where his home planet is.
Our bodies' ability to adjust to cold weather. Every year it gets pretty cold around here, and at first in the fall, you're all like "Oh no, it's below freezing tonight!". It feels really cold. Then it gets to -10C, same thing. After a while, it's okay. Then it's -20C, and after a few days, sure, it's cold but you kind of adjust. Much colder than that, and it's tougher to shrug it off, but still, it's amazing that you can go outside in -20C and be reasonably o.k. with it. Yes, you learn to dress for it, and you don't take chances (always dress warm even to go somewhere in your car), but you can generally live with it. Wind though, and all bets are off.
My sweetie came home around 5 pm. I'm glad he made it safely; the roads aren't great right now.
Our friends (that help us a lot with our construction) are looking after another couple's house while they are away for several weeks. The boiler that heats the house quit working today, and that couple is LUCKY that it is our very capable and conscientious friend looking after their home. He came and got a space heater from us that we were borrowing, and another space heater my husband has out in the garage, and that should keep the house from freezing up until the heating repair guy can come. Our friend checks on the house and the kitties every day, and it's a good thing. Skipping a day would have been a disaster.
We went to the library that was doing the Secret Santa for a senior, and I dropped off my gift for a mystery senior. I hope I got her the right yarn.
We watched two more episodes of "The Mandelorian", and once again, while the effects and acting are great, there just doesn't feel like a story is happening. It's literally that the Mandelorian goes somewhere, his ship gets damaged, they're stuck there for a while, he either saves the locals from bad guys, or from a giant creature, sometimes there is more than one scary creature in an episode, they fix the ship, they leave. Over and over and over again.
He goes from one planet to another without more difficulty than we go to get groceries in terms of time or fuel expenditure. The ship looks like it's made out of an old deep freezer yet it is perfectly sealed for vacuum and hyperdrive, as well as re-entry into atmospheres that are always the same gravity and atmosphere. He trusts anyone to work on his ship, and apparently it is as easy as fixing the brakes on a car to fix a space ship, and any scrap dealer on any planet has parts that will work. None of those places have a real government, so all laws seem to be local, and tribal in nature. No one pays taxes anywhere, nor are there any regulations or quarantine for flying to another planet, and there are no roads or schools or hospitals or traffic lights.
Everyone in this whole show looks dirty, like there is no way to wash your clothes, or take a bath. Everyone seems to wear dirty sheets with some belts holding it all together. They can go to space but not have fitted clothing. All their belongings look dirty. At least the ships and people in the Empire were clean. Why was the Empire clean, and nowhere else in the universe? Also, there are no bathrooms in the Star Wars universe. No one ever poops, including the baby Yoda that I have watched for more than a season, and he never needs to poop. It's totally okay to kill people, or take stuff. The entire universe with it's many multitudes of inhabited planets are all tribal groups, smugglers, and people living off of any known grid. Almost every person in this show has access to space travel but no internet, and no real government. How could you even get a part for a space ship, if there is no regulatory body making sure that the part is actually made to spec? How does anyone even know if their ship is space worthy if there is no one to check it?
This show keeps saying that it is Post-Empire, meaning the Empire was broken by the Resistance (set after the second Death Star was destroyed), yet almost every episode shows them running away from Imperials. Why does everyone seem so hurried and desperate if there is no Empire crushing them? The dirt and poverty and lack of organized government only made sense in the context of a galaxy wide civil war. The Mandelorian at one point said he's trying to figure out how to get baby Yoda (though it isn't Yoda, they haven't bothered calling him anything; into the second season now, and the Mandelorian hasn't got a personal name, and he doesn't come up with a name for the Yoda baby), but apparently he's never seen any other beings that look like Yoda baby, and there are none around even though you see all kinds of other beings all over space, and there seems to be no way (like a map, or a data base) that could tell him what Yoda baby was, and where his home planet is.
