Every time you press the brake pedal to come to a stop at a planned location, you’re doing calculus.
It’s easy to lose sight of the idea that calculus is the most natural thing in the world to us. The specific mathematical language used to describe it can be complex, but we continually and intuitively make those calculations with our own bodies.
Jort is stair-ing at you.
We somehow ended up watching a silent Alfred Hitchcock movie accompanied by an orchestra at Grace Cathedral, San Francisco.
Friday night project: shoe shining.
In case you wondered if kids ever get cheaper, this just happened:
Kid: Hey Dad, uh, can you pay my tuition?
Me: When’s it due?
Kid: sheepish grin, looks at wristwatch
We’re watching the Netflix “Senna” series, which is fun to see, and in which you learn that he was a flawless, dedicated, morally perfect saint surrounded by wonderful supportive people, except for the other drivers.
Word of the day: hagiography.
Currently reading: The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway 📚
Our living room smart lights had been turning themselves on randomly for the last few weeks. There were no automations triggering this. Not even motion sensors in the same room! And yet, I’d stand up and the lights came on.
Today I learned the new Nanoleaf switch has a motion sensor built in.
Finished reading: The Bhagavad Gita by Eknath Easwaran 📚
Me: Use the open sriracha before you open a new bottle.
Kid: OK! opens the new bottle
Me: Why did you open that?
Kid: I couldn’t find the other one.
This is literally where I found the old bottle when I opened the refrigerator.
