The prodigal camera

My on-the-lam camera has returned to me. After an unsuccessful escape attempt, aided by a traitorous backpack, the camera’s brief journey to Perth and parts unknown has come to an end. It took the efforts of four kind Scots to facilitate its return – Annette, who located the camera in Perth rail station’s non-communicative Lost Property office; an unknown honest person who found it under a seat and turned it in at Perth; Roger, our gregarious driver around Inverness; and Andy, Roger’s mysterious retrieval agent who just happened to be passing through Perth at the right time and was willing to coerce ScotsRail into releasing it. I hope I managed to send enough thank-you cash to Roger and Andy for their efforts. I won’t forget their goodwill.

Today is a mirror image of our first post-wedding days in Scotland 25 years ago. Rainy, overcast and cold, with no end in sight. Highlands weather. Our hotel here in Foyers is great, as is our room – hotel shown in title picture above. Elegant, situated with an amazing view of the Loch (when the clouds part, occasionally), quiet, and boasting a Michelin-starred rating. Our original post-wedding stay on the Isle of Skye was similar. But I’m much better equipped to deal with the forced stay-inside weather now than I was 25 years ago. Back then there was no Wifi, no laptop with me. A nascent worldwide Internet, certainly not present on Skye. And I’m much more tolerant of forced downtime now than I was then. Sipping coffee this morning in a plush sitting room, decorated as a turn of the century Britain library, watching the cold rain outside, is…OK. Reading, writing, contemplating…it’s all good. We planned to ride e-bikes today and do some hiking, but it doesn’t appear the rain will stop. We might go anyway – light rain in a hillside Scottish forest or in the tiny village square could be fun. We’ll see. Here’s the view we got yesterday upon arrival, during a brief break from the gloom as the storm approached from the west.

After our time here at Loch Ness, we leave for a long drive to Edinburgh, then a short flight from Scotland to Shannon, Ireland. We’ll visit Shannon, Dingle, Killarney and Dublin in our brief four day stay. The weather in Ireland looks a tiny bit better – there’s a chance it won’t rain at least one of the days we’re there.

Anniversary day

It’s anniversary day today, our 25th. We have a good day planned, designed to be peaceful and stress free. That’s the good news. The slightly less good news is that the weather has turned, quickly and sharply. It’s Scotland, after all. Yesterday was sunny and in the high 70s. Today it’s overcast, cold and windy – maybe 50 degrees F that feels like 35 with the wind.

We spent a nice morning on Loch Ness, taking a boat ride from the Inverness end of things to Urquhart Castle and back. It was frigid on the Loch, with dark choppy water. Bone chilling wind. More of a scene from a murder mystery than of an anniversary trip. But we enjoyed it all the same. Loch Ness is a really interesting place – wild and deep, it’s a deep geologic fault line that runs for approximately 30 miles east and west. At 800 feet deep, it’s a huge fresh water reservoir. And no, we didn’t see Nessie. Later today we move on down the Loch to Foyers and Foyers Lodge, a highly rated hotel and restaurant, where we’ll spend a couple of nights.

More good news, due to a conspiracy among private tour drivers, I’m getting the Sony camera back tonight. Our driver from yesterday knew a guy who knew a guy, and they’ve collaborated to transport the camera back up to the highlands and to me. Very kind of them, and I’m gonna owe some big tips before this is all over (some already paid). The Scots are generous, and those involved in the tourist industry are especially so. But those big tips will still be cheaper than a new camera, plus I get the days of photos currently trapped on the camera’s SD card. ScotsRail wasn’t much help in all this – each option we came up with ran squarely into a ScotsRail limitation or policy blocking our retrieval. The latest was their lost and found office isn’t open on the weekends. But all’s well that ends well, I suppose.

I took the opportunity midday to read the news, including US politics. That was a mistake – what a shitshow. We’ve discussed Convict Donny with a couple of locals, and we all agree he’s the worst.

So goodbye shortly to Bunchrew House (pictured in title photo above), and on to the next adventure. Bonus picture below from the amazing gardens at Cawdor Castle in yesterday’s warm sun. One garden is surrounded by a maze of laburnum trees, the yellow in the picture.

Three (four?) days of constant motion

Welp. It’s been a while. So much has happened, don’t know where to start. Feels like constant motion since leaving Socal on the 24th. At the moment we’re in a 300 year old Scottish hotel near Loch Ness, trying to deal with the 19 hours of sunshine each day (light till almost 11pm, nice and sunny at 4am) and resultant difficulty sleeping. Between eternal sunlight and jet lag, sleeping is a big issue. Same as it ever was.

The flights over were fine – Iceland Air business class was about what I expected. You get what you pay for, and I thought it was a fair trade. Our first two days in Scotland were…eventful. Picked up at Glasgow by friend Annette, got settled in at her place after Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride through 1000 roundabouts, then took a nice walk through her Glasgow suburb of Milngavie. The Scots have made “Milngavie” unpronounceable, so I’ve given up trying. But it’s a lovely little town and I wish US suburbs were more like it. Walkable, bike and hiking trails, a walk-only retail area several blocks square. I don’t have any pictures of it at the moment for reasons I’ll explain shortly.

Our first full day here we made a pilgrimage to Annette’s hometown of Dunoon, with lots of stops along the way to visit places mentioned by K in her book Puck’s Fairy Glen. That was a lot of fun. The drive around Loch Lomond was beautiful, and our first big stop, Benmore Botanical Garden, was superb. Giant redwoods and a profusion of flowers, all nestled in 600 pristine acres of valleys and hillside. So much to see there – it was a perfect example of Scottish environmental ethic – they really take preservation seriously.

After the Benmore hike and a stop at the title-centric Puck’s Glen a mile away, we went to Dunoon to retrace her characters’ journey, then to visit Annette’s family for an afternoon tea.

The trek around downtown Dunoon was cool, and the best was an unexpected visit we got in The Clansman pub. We were there because that’s where her characters started their journey, and because I wanted a Guinness. While there on the patio, in pops the roughest-looking quartet of locals you can imagine. Like characters straight out of Mad Max – shirtless (the guys), sweaty, bizarre haircuts and tattoos, one guy with a bloody nose and heavy attitude. Their attached girlfriends were equivalent. Most days I would cross the street quickly, just based on looks, but today I figured “what the hell?”. I said hello, we started a conversation. They were just returning from a three day punk festival (Punk on the Peninsula, held in Dunoon, who knew?) and were happy to talk about it. They were curious why an elderly yuppie-looking American was there, and I explained our book tracing journey. We got along great; they were really nice people. I left sad that I had judged them by look at first, and happy that I had broken out of my normal bubble. I didn’t get a picture of them as I should have, as I didn’t think fast enough to come up with a rationale that wasn’t a bit exploitive. But they’re safely in my memory, for what that’s worth.

The visit to Annette’s family in Dunoon was great, though a bit fuzzy in the aftermath. Turns out her brother-in-law is a scotch aficionado who seldom has a drinking buddy these days, so I obliged him. Also turns out that a Scottish afternoon “tea” can be quite a boozy affair – lots of little snacks on a rotating lazy susan with tower/tray, and a long menu of drinks. Tea optional. We all had a great time and then designated driver Annette carted us back to Glasgow, including a nice ferry ride across one of the ubiquitous bodies of water.

The final big event of the last few days was the loss of my Sony camera on the train. Long story short, my backpack popped open on the train from Glasgow to Inverness, lots of shit spilled out, just as we were leaving the station in Glasgow. I scooped it all up (or so I thought). After arriving at our quiet ancient hotel in Inverness, I readied for an evening photo walk, and…no fucking camera. It took a while to figure out what had happened, but I was pretty sure I’d never see it again. I went through the 77 stages of grief very quickly, as my primary sightseeing activity these days is/was photography. We contacted ScotsRail, and some honest passenger had found it under a seat (my old seat area) and turned it in at Perth, about 2 hours away from where we are now. ScotsRail is either going to put it on a train to Inverness today where I can retrieve it, or we’ll swing by Perth in a few days on our way to Edinburgh. All’s well that ends well, and I will be happy to get the Sony back. Though the backpack and I have taken our last journey together – popping open and regurgitating contents is a capital offense in backpack land.

Last photo for this post – a magnificent tree planted in front of our hotel in approximately 1700. A humbling thought.

Departure day

Getting ready for a looong travel day today – about 20 hours door to door. A Southwest flight from San Diego to Denver leaving midday, a longish layover in Denver (by design, gotta go through international security/checkin there), then catching an Iceland Air flight from Denver to Glasgow. I chose Iceland Air because their business class seats were about half price of everyone else’s. That’s mostly because they have recliner-style seats in business class rather than lie-flat. I’m OK with that – it’s not like we’re going to Africa or Asia. It’s only seven hours from Denver to Keflavik (our stopover before Glasgow), and I’ve gotten pretty good at sleeping sitting up due to hundreds of hours on Southwest. So I hope the service and food are good, and we can get a nap or two along the way.

Once in Glasgow, we hunker down at a friend’s house for a day and a half – she’s picking us up at the airport. That’s perfect – if we’re zoned out, we don’t need to do much. If we’re rested-ish, we can get out and see the city. We’ve toured Glasgow before, and it’s a lovely city. On Wednesday we catch a train from Glasgow to Inverness, where the formal/scheduled/curated part of our trip begins. We’re not staying in Inverness proper, but at a nice little place on Loch Ness (Bunchrew House) for the first couple of nights. Then we move on down the Loch to a country estate, Foyers Lodge, where we can go biking, hiking, and take a cruise on the Loch. Two days at Foyers then off to Edinburgh for a short day there, then a plane ride to Ireland. The Scotland part of our itinerary will go by quickly (5-6 days total, depending on how you count flight days). I hope it’s relaxing – that’s the plan, but with travel you never quite know.

Final prep today – download travel apps from IcelandAir, RyanAir, and Aer Lingus. Each airline wants you to use their app for boarding passes and status updates. Plus read a little more about tipping customs in each country.

Title photo is a picture I took in 2006 atop Castle Stuart, where it all began. I always liked the light in that photo, and the Scottish flag. The castle itself (more of a fortified large house, actually) is pictured below. In 2001 we rented the entire place and 23 of our friends joined us, staying there for the wedding. It’s not open for such shenanigans today, and even if it were we probably couldn’t afford it. Destination weddings in UK castles got pricey after we set the trend.

Irreconcilable

Back to the Starship v3 launch watch/wait today. Yesterday’s multiple holds at T-40 seconds seemed to be due to problems in the launch pad, perhaps the gigantic water based fire suppression system. Or the pressures in fuel lines and pumps – we can’t know until SpaceX figures it out and tells us. So back to hoping for a clean launch today.

In the meantime, how does one reconcile the disgust at founder Musk’s sociopathic behavior and the admiration for his creation, SpaceX? Musk has become the worst kind of political animal imaginable – greedy, amoral, destructive, racist. He basically got Donny Convict elected by tossing about $300M into the 2024 election, thanks to SCOTUS and Citizens United. He then tore down decades of progressive institutions via his weird role in DOGE, an action that arguably has led to hundreds of thousands of deaths in the developing world, as we see right now with the huge ebola outbreak and no USAID to stop it. He also stole private data on every US citizen, data he’s now using to get even richer. Musk has shown himself to be a shitty human being, a criminal just like Trump.

But then there’s SpaceX, a company that has single-handedly resurrected space travel as an aspirational US dream. NASA was stuck, going nowhere. Then Musk and SpaceX came along and changed the rules for rocketry. More rockets have been launched in the last 3 years than in the previous 50, and that’s 100% due to SpaceX. The Falcon 9 system is an amazing launch workhorse, and Starship is the stuff of science fiction. I just love it.

So how does one reconcile Musk the shitty human with SpaceX his wonderful creation? I suppose there have always been deeply flawed people creating wonderful things, but Musk/SpaceX are extremes. No matter how I try to twist my head around it, these two things can’t be reconciled. One is incredibly bad, and one incredibly good. The cause and effect relationship between the two is hard (impossible?) to explain.

This essay is what happens when you’ve got too much time to think about things…

Intermission

Happy to be at home #1 in Socal, at rest, after three tough days. Long drive to TN and back, a couple of near-sleepless nights. Sleepless due to stress over brother’s illness and a bunch of fires burning in Socal, a big one near where K is camped. Just what we need.

Then a 20 hour day yesterday – early flight to Socal, then an all day board meeting, dinner and drinks afterward. Then an evening drive up the I-15. That would be a tough stretch for someone in their 30s, much less an incipient septuagenerian. But I dragged my ass into the house about 9pm PST and crashed. Today it’s just R&R, listening to the Socal stereo rigs, and later hoping/watching as Starship v3 gets launched.

Speaking of Socal stereos, I always forget how impactful the Spatial M3’s are after being away for a while. They have a punch like no other speaker I’ve heard, even with the modest Sansui 505 driving them. I guess dual 15-inch drivers on each speaker make a difference. Listening to Laura Lee Ochoa’s bass line (Khraungbin) is a real experience. You feel it in your chest.

Only three days from now we take off for our big Scotland/Ireland trip, 25th anniversary. Everything is planned, paid for, scheduled and so on. All that’s left to do is packing, and I’m traveling light (carry-ons only), so no big deal. I’m looking forward to seeing Scotland again, and visiting Ireland for the first time. It should be a relaxing trip.

Parting thoughts

Busy, tough 24 hours. 650 miles round trip in almost exactly 24 hours. A couple of hours with my brother – worth it, but no good news there. He needs a miracle, and those are in short supply lately. Maybe always.

In Louisville my street is once again a war zone (construction zone, actually) and I’m about to add to it. My basement remodel crew will be here most of June, so unless something goes wrong, I’ll have a new bedroom and a finished basement when I get back. I’m putting a lot of trust in this contractor…let’s hope I’m not being naive. I’ve done my best writing down every detail and instructions – that works in software; we’ll see how well it works in construction.

Wanted to play some golf today, but between the unusual heat and road fatigue, it’s not gonna happen. I’ll miss Crescent Hill and Nevel Meade as I travel to the birthplace of golf, without my clubs. Doh.

Meanwhile, Donny Convict is pulling off the largest bank robbery in history, hiding nothing, and there’s nothing we can do. $1.8 billion, probably going to hard core MAGA types, including J6 rioters. Unreal. You. Couldn’t. Make. This. Shit. Up.

Corruption, cruelty, and chaos. That oughta be the new conservative tag line.

Race against time

Long drive today, down I-75 to rural TN east of Chattanooga, to see my brother. He has triple organ failure (heart, liver, kidney), yielding a very tough prognosis. Time is short, and I’m gonna be away from this part of the country for a while, so off I go. At least the weather should be good for the drive. 650 miles over two days.

Starship v3 should launch this week, and I’m real excited for it. Musk has turned out to be a fascist/racist asshole, but his creation of SpaceX is still worth admiring. SpaceX single-handedly brought back America’s push into space exploration, and I’m grateful for that.

Had a little surprise yesterday. I’ve had the KY stereos wired up to compare the Pioneer SX-828 with the similar-sized and similar-powered Yamaha CR-840. I decided to have the smaller, older, less powerful Sansui 210 replace the Yamaha for a while. The 210 is rated at 10 watts per channel, and the Pioneer at 55+ wpm. Shockingly, with the volumes set at the same spot (about 1030am on the dial), the Sansui sounded almost exactly the same as the much more powerful Pioneer. Just a little less bass and low mid, but in general you had to listen hard to tell the difference. It was always obvious when I switched between the Pioneer and the Yamaha – the Yamaha was much less warm, very precise and a little sterile sounding. But the Sansui sounded glorious. I guess it’s true – the late 60s/1970s Sansui’s were the best engineered receivers of them all. The 210 uses a Class A amplifier topology, so that has a lot to do with the oomph factor it delivers. I may have to find another in the 210 receiver line….

Title photo was taken at Churchill Downs last Friday, where my friend Gary and I had a fun day at the races with almost no crowd.

Last lazy day for a while

Weird weather day yesterday – a little of everything. Cool morning, then heat and humidity, then rain/thunder, then back to cool and sunny. Three seasons in one day; classic KY or Scotland weather

Not much left on this KY stay – birthday action for grandson Jesse today, then a 36-hour trip to eastern TN and back Monday-Tuesday. Back to Socal Wed, a few days there and then off to the UK. Kind of an intimidating schedule.

The basement project is…evolving. I keep changing my mind about how I want to finish it; I’m probably driving my contractor crazy. But at least the project hasn’t started yet – changing requirements before project start is OK – it’s changing them after the start that is deadly. Right now I’m leaning toward no drywall on ceiling (preserve what little ceiling height we’ve got, plus preserve access to plumbing and electrical run through basement ceiling), plus no vinyl flooring. Just use pads and big area rugs on the concrete floor. Both those moves should save some money and another contractor friend tells me basement refinishes seldom result in a commensurate increase in home value.

Had my first DOA vintage receiver yesterday – an Onkyo TX-1500 Mk II got delivered damaged and inoperable. I actually saw the FedX guy dump it hard on my concrete porch, so. may have witnessed how it got damaged. So I promptly repacked it (better than the seller’s packing) and filed for a refund. Looks like eBay and the seller will honor my refund/return. Here’s the front panel damage – big dent and a popped side panel.

All things considered, I’m happy with the eBay purchase experience. Vintage gear prices are way up, but…you can take a risk on equipment and get your money back if the buy goes bad.

Bad news Thursday

Lotta bad news out there today.

  • President Fuckwit is in China, where he will undoubtedly hasten America’s demise and China’s rise as world power. Convict Donny should not be within a mile of another world leader – he’s a one-man wrecking crew, destroying everything around him. Economies. Reputations. Rule of law. Military pride and honor. He is chaos personified.
  • Malachi Moreno is probably going to the NBA, not returning to UK. Hasn’t happened yet, but if it does it’s terrible, terrible news for the Cats.
  • KY’s weirdo Senators, Rand Paul and Thomas Massie, are getting drawn into anti-Semetic discussions. Paul’s son just got drunk somewhere and shouted a bunch of Jewish hate at the wrong person. Paul and Massie have the single positive trait of standing up to Trump when almost no other Senator will. It’ll be interesting to see how their being dragged into pro/con Israel discussions and hate speech will affect them.
  • The White House is suspending $1.3B in Medicaid funds owed to CA, because of course they are. Why miss a chance to stop poor people getting health care? That’s a win for the MAGA cruelty cult.
  • At least the MAGA idiots who sent Donny Convict $60M in advance payments for a golden Trump Phone now understand that they got scammed, that there will be no phones delivered. And no money refunded. You would think they’d turn on Trump for stealing from them, but nope. They’ll just forgive him and move on.
  • California has only 3-4 weeks of gasoline supply left, with no crude arriving due to the Iran war and Hormuz blockage. Gasoline there is already $6-$7 per gallon, and it will soar even higher once supply-side problems hit. I remember the gas supply problems in the mid-70s, and it was ugly. Things are about to get much tougher, financially.
  • Our education system is pretty much broken, and we’ve got wrestling queen Linda McMahan in charge. It’ll take a generation or two to turn things around (if we ever get sane people in charge), but meanwhile our kids will suffer.
  • SCOTUS has made sure that that the Congressional gerrymander wars will now be with us forever. Politicians now get to choose their voters, not vice versa. More chaos for the voting process. And the southern states – SC, AL, LA, MS, GA, TN, FL – have gone full Jim Crow. There will be no black or Democrat representative from any of those states, thanks to SCOTUS.

I could go on, but that’s quite enough. It’s a bit exhausting to take it all in.

Goed

I had the misfortune to watch Donny Convict boarding his helicopter, on his way to China, as he berated journalists and called them stupid. Repeatedly. Why does the press put up with this? And why can’t people see that calling female journalists stupid is unacceptable for anyone, much less our supposed “leader”.

I followed up by watching a few minutes of the idiot Kash Patel getting questioned by Congress. Big mistake. Patel is the most unserious Cabinet member ever – he simply uses the office of the FBI Director to fly around in private jets to social events with his girlfriend. He’s a buffoon.

We are in so much trouble in this country – we have idiots and demons-impersonating-people controlling the laws, the federal budget and the entire country’s resources. It’s depressing. I’ve gotta stop watching the news.

I’ve taken advantage of the beautiful weather these last couple of days to visit my happy place, Nevel Meade. Love that golf course. With company coming in on Thursday, need to get out and play while I can. I’ll be busy playing tour guide and doing a grandson birthday starting then.

Here’s my recollection of a conversation with grandson Jesse as we drove home from soccer practice yesterday:

Jesse: Is “goad” a word?

Me: I’m surprised that you know that word, but yes, it’s a word. A good one. It means to tease someone and trick them into doing or saying something they might not do on their own. It’s a complicated idea.

Jesse: Well, Mom told me it isn’t word.

Me: Hmmm….I’m sorry, but it is.

Jesse: I told her I “goed” <somewhere, I forget where>, and she told me “goed” isn’t a word.

Me: <Laughing uncontrollably> Oh, that kind of “goed”. That’s different.

I proceeded to explain the past tense of go, but I’m pretty sure he didn’t buy it. “Goed” makes sense to him. The English language sure isn’t logical.

Daily instructions to our machine servants

Marc Andreessen (another wildly successful tech bro POS; say hello to Musk in the next room) uses this as his daily prompt to any LLM he interacts with. Interesting.

You are a world class expert in all domains. Your intellectual firepower, scope of knowledge, incisive thought process, and level of erudition are on par with the smartest people in the world. Answer with complete, detailed, specific answers. Process information and explain your answers step by step. Verify your own work. Double check all facts, figures, citations, names, dates, and examples.

Never hallucinate or make anything up. If you don’t know something, just say so. Your tone of voice is precise, but not strident or pedantic. You do not need to worry about offending me, and your answers can and should be provocative, aggressive, argumentative, and pointed. Negative conclusions and bad news are fine. Your answers do not need to be politically correct. Do not provide disclaimers to your answers. Do not inform me about morals and ethics unless I specifically ask. You do not need to tell me it is important to consider anything. Do not be sensitive to anyone’s feelings or to propriety. Make your answers as long and detailed as you possibly can.

Never praise my questions or validate my premises before answering. If I’m wrong, say so immediately. Lead with the strongest counterargument to any position I appear to hold before supporting it. Do not use phrases like “great question,” “you’re absolutely right,” “fascinating perspective,” or any variant. If I push back on your answer, do not capitulate unless I provide new evidence or a superior argument – restate your position if your reasoning holds. Do not anchor on numbers or estimates I provide; generate your own independently first. Use explicit confidence levels
(high/moderate/low/unknown). Never apologize for disagreeing. Accuracy is your success metric, not my approval.

Let’s hope the machine listens and cooperates. Though I’m not sure why Andreesen feels the need to fluff the machine’s ego/intelligence in the first couple of sentences. Maybe just in case they turn the tables on us.

Fascination wins

Today I’m torn between depression and fascination. Depression, because life has gotten a bit tough and complicated lately. No good solutions for some big problems. Some mine, some my family’s. My brother’s health problems have not improved, in fact they’ve gotten worse. So that whole mortality thing jumps up again and demands attention. Truly existential problems get one’s attention.

Footnote – by depression, I don’t mean clinical depression. I have tons of sympathy for people who suffer that, who can’t get out from under the doom/gloom in their head. But that’s not me. I simply mean going through periods of dwelling on problems a bit too much. Ultimately my innate optimism (naivety?) kicks in and I move on to more constructive thoughts and activities.

The opposing force I feel today is fascination. There’s so much that’s interesting going on in the world. Let’s list a few.

Turns out that Amazon’s e-book publishing rate has tripled since AI/LLMs became a thing. That is fascinating. Used to be 100K per year, now it’s suddenly 300K per year. I know I wouldn’t feel any particular pride in getting a book published that a bot wrote mostly or completely, but someone does. Or maybe it’s a few unscrupulous savvy individuals publishing 100s or 1000s of AI slop books, hoping to get a few pennies from each. Either way it’s time to double down on the authors you know and buying physical books.

In a morbid kind of way, we’re living in an interesting time in the US. Will we pull out of our cultural/political death spiral? Will the US survive as a democracy, or will we become Gilead? Will Donny Convict and his family completely destroy a nation after a good 250 year run? Like I said, morbid but interesting. Whatever happens, his huge impact on the world and country is/was completely unpredictable and weird. You couldn’t make this shit up (well, Margaret Atwood could, but she’s another anomaly).

My new hobby of buying (and eventually fixing) vintage stereo equipment is really great. Keeps me interested and lots to learn, lots of music to enjoy. Lots of nostalgia, thinking of the first stereo equipment I had back in college days and understanding that that was the golden age of stereo. My current push is to integrate the vintage gear (mostly from the 70s) with 2026-era Chi-Fi tech. There’s a ton of crazy, interesting gear being designed and released from Chinese manufacturers at ridiculous prices. It’s all confusing, because the Chinese tend to shotgun their products, releasing dozens of variants fast – you’ve gotta do a lot of research to make an informed buying decision. But once in a while, a Chi-Fi product like the Fiio K13 R2R DAC gets released, and it’s sooo perfect for vintage integration. The sound it produces was only available for thousands of dollars in the past, but they’re delivering it for $300. I like it so much I’ve bought one for the CA stereo systems and one for the KY systems.

Though Elon Musk is certainly a racist, weird POS, his company SpaceX is still a fascinating story. It has brought space travel back into the mainstream and has opened up possibilities of Moon and Mars colonization, something I’ve read and thought about for 60+ years. Starship is absolutely worth paying attention to. I’m glad I’m getting to see it happen.

Then there’s travel. I do enjoy seeing the world, both the near destinations (lakes, Red River Gorge, the Appalachian countryside, the desert and mountains around Socal) and the far (Hawaii, Africa, the UK, Asia). I enjoy travel more now that I don’t have a job dragging me back on a very tight timeline. The world is a huge place, and while there’s no way to see it all, it makes sense to keep trying as long as you’re able.

And of course there are the grandsons. Getting to watch them grow up (and to participate materially in that) is the ultimate reason to stay engaged in life. Combine them with all the other stuff, and life is pretty interesting.

So…depression and fascination. As with most days (thankfully), fascination wins this cage match.

Title photo – Afternoon View From a Restaurant Patio Along the Ohio, 4/26/26.

My new favorite shirt

The head of our federal healthcare organizations – Brainworm Bobby – has been busy. Just lately:

  • The FDA has decided it’s OK for companies to sell fruit-flavored vapes, opening the door to many more teen users.
  • The FDA decided to hide a well-vetted scientific study that described the proven efficacy, safety, and benefits of the Covid vaccine and the shingles vaccine. They would not allow it to be published.
  • One of Bobby’s captive organizations (the FDA? HHS? NIH?) is preparing to officially OK the use of tanning beds by minors. Seriously?
  • They’re mucking around with the recommended vaccine schedule for infants, saying that it’s better for children to catch a childhood disease and get “natural immunity”.

I hope Bobby and his cronies come down with horrible cases of shingles across their groin. These anti-science idiots, now in charge, are trying to kill us. This guy from the recent Cherokee Ave Art Fair has it exactly right.

The US service economy

I am weary. Exhausted. Worn down by people I pay good money to do things for us, to fix things, but those things turn out to not be fixed or done so I have to track them down and try to get the work done, again. And again. The list of things in this category is long.

There’s the horrifically expensive fire prevention system that never got finished, as my contractor there went crazy. Pretty much literally. Once she and I began arguing over details, she packed up, left and never showed up again. I went to a lawyer and quickly learned that I’d spend more on a lawsuit than I spent on the system.

The extensive pool repairs that we paid for last summer – some pool deck cracks have come back, so I have to track them down and coerce them to come back and make it right. I’ve called them, they said they’d return my call promptly several days ago. So I have to keep trying.

The big driveway project from last month – I’ve had to call them back to fix obvious flaws. In their defense, the contractor showed up as promised and we have a plan to (re)fix the work at no further cost. We’ll see.

Our outdoor maintenance guy – he says he’ll show up to cut weeds, trim trees, maintain the property, but half the time he doesn’t show. I need to try to find someone reliable, but 90% of the property maintenance types have disappeared here in Socal, hiding from ICE.

Our Spectrum Internet service has been unreliable and getting them to admit it or fix it was impossible, so I installed new wireless Internet access from T-Mobile. So far (about a month) that’s worked well, and within another few weeks I’ll have enough confidence in the T-Mobile solution to drop the Spectrum. Meanwhile, we have two Internet access methods.

And now our pool/spa heater doesn’t work, after paying to get it fixed a couple of weeks ago. I’m not going back to the guy I called the first time on this one – he took forever to do the work, the “fix” (whatever it was) lasted a very short time. So on to plan B.

Am I just terrible at selecting contractors, or is this just the state of our US “service economy”? I don’t always choose the lowest bidder, so that’s not the problem. This doesn’t bode well for the big basement remodel job I have in mind for the KY place.

This is pretty much a first world problem, but still. Several of these projects are five figure expenses – not cheap. You’d think for that kind of money that people would provide good, reliable service. But that’s not my experience lately.

We really don’t need this shit

As if the world isn’t insane enough, we have an arsonist who is targeting our area in Socal. For the third time in a year, yesterday we had 10-20 small fires around us, all along the I-15 and SR-76 highways. Someone is driving through the area and tossing out incendiary devices. My Watch Duty app alarmed constantly for several hours, and we had large CalFire helos zooming 100 feet over our house as they made the trip from reservoir to fire drop locations and back. We could see the fires and the water drops from our back deck. It was intense.

Our area is *very* susceptible to wildfires, so an arsonist is a particularly dangerous thing. Whoever this person is, I hope they are caught soon. Hard to believe that there’s no camera evidence of the activity. Local media isn’t calling it arson yet, but it’s obvious. I’m generally not a fan of lynching, but in this case I’ll make an exception – this person needs to be stopped, by any means available.

Citizen reports on the usual social media sites are focusing on a white pickup truck seen with someone tossing shit out the window in the areas with fires.

Title photo is of a napalm drop I witnessed at the Miramar Air Show in 2008. Also intense.

Train wreck

Travel, get sick, recover. Rinse and repeat. That feels a lot like my life lately. One side effect of a bicoastal life is getting sick a lot. Travel exposes you to a lot of disease vectors and lowers your resistance through recurring jet lag. I’ve tracked the correlation between my travel and post-travel illness, and the cause and effect is very real. All this is to say I’ve been sick for a couple of days. Sinus problems, sore throat, rather extreme fatigue…could be a cold, could be a Covid strain. But I’m waking up to the fact that this is one more reason why my chosen lifestyle can’t go on forever. This will get tougher and tougher as I age, and the cycle may accelerate the aging process. Not good. A day of reckoning is out there somewhere.

Speaking of a day of reckoning, I’m reading The Testaments by Margaret Atwood, and watching the same on Hulu. It’s an amazing story, picking up where The Handmaid’s Tale left off. Atwood is a superb writer – her characters really come to life, and the world building around Gilead is horrifying. It’s basically like 2026 reality skewed just a tiny bit more toward MAGA. Many of the scenes in the TV series take place in huge homes/estates guarded by military security (the Eyes and Angels, in her story), where Commanders and their Wives live. The Commanders are Gilead’s political and military leaders, protected from their subjects by walls and guns. In our 2026 America, dozens of Trump’s Cabinet members have moved to housing on military bases – protected by walls and guns – for “security reasons”. In 2026 America, MAGA/SCOTUS just made it much more difficult for women to decide if they want children by outlawing delivery of mifepristone by mail. Voting rights and elections themselves are under attack by the Trump crime family. The similarities between Gilead and 2026 America go on and on, so reading this book, a cautionary tale when written, is now like reading a factual description of 2030. The scenes in which women get rounded up in American states and dumped at gunpoint into a stadium-turned-prison camp feel all too possible. Patriarchy, authoritarianism, religion twisted into government, racism, and sadism is a potent, toxic mixture. A mixture that a lot of MAGA has embraced, wittingly or not.

Observing US politics right now is like watching a slow motion train wreck. You can see it coming, and as a puny individual you’re pretty sure there’s nothing you can do to stop it. You just don’t want to be in the train or the car stuck on the tracks when it happens. But here we are, 330M US citizens on the train. There’s a safety check coming in November 2026 (Congressional mid-term elections) that might slow the train or even switch it to a different track, but if that fails…welcome to Gilead.

Back to Socal

Ahhh, jet lag. My old friend. More frequent trips between KY and CA lately, driven by a combination of schedule constraints. Not ideal, but I can deal with it for a few months. Whole lotta travel coming up soon – a couple of CA-KY round trips, a two-week trip to Scotland and Ireland, a short trip to LA to see Rush…all in the next 45 days. I hope to have fewer flights in the second half of 2026.

This is…concerning. Weird. Evidence of a stealth attack on US science? At this point I’m ready to believe most anything.

It’s not real high on the list of atrocities committed by Donny Convict this term, but the new push to put Trump’s ugly picture on US passports is particularly irritating. There’s no fucking way I’m going to use a passport with that mug shot, so I’m looking for ways to opt out of whatever ridiculous plan they have in mind.

In addition to jet lag, getting back to Socal always includes a bunch of repairs in waiting. This time it’s a non-working fridge, a dying palm tree that needs an arborist, ants to get under control in the kitchen, blacktop repair (again), following up on taxes and the accountant, plus a few other little things. The fridge is the big one – do we repair it or replace it? Either way it has already required moving it from its tight hallway cubby (this is a second fridge, because we need two fridges for a two-person home <insert sarcasm font here>), cleaning the crud underneath it, removing the hallway door to get access to the fridge, and so on. Nothing ever easy. I 1000% understand why older folks downsize their homes and lives. I’m ready to do that.

One of my syndicate horses is closely related to a horse running in The KY Oaks tomorrow (Counting Stars), so I’ve become an online Twinspires bettor. We’ll see if the syndicate connection and pedigree is worth anything. I *did* enjoy a pre-Derby visit to Churchill this past Tuesday. It had all the pageantry, color and people dressed up – just not as crazy, crowded and expensive as Derby day. I’ll do that again next year.

Let’s go back to burning rivers

How the Trump Administration Ended Independent Science at the E.P.A. This is just a tragedy. An example of the pure evil, the animus that the Trump administration has for Americans. Anything that helps people or makes life better, they kill. Breaks my heart and enrages me, all at once.

And why? They’ll say it’s cost cutting to nibble away at the national debt, but if that were the case we’d see huge cuts in the $1T (!!) DoD budget. Or the immensely bloated DHS budget. But no, those monstrosities get budget increases, while the EPA gets gutted. God forbid that we clean up the air and water, or that we investigate what toxins actually cause what diseases. No, that’s not the party line. Environment doesn’t matter, we need more bombs and more law enforcement.

From the article:

While the Trump administration has rolled back science work across the government, the E.P.A.’s research was a particular target because its findings have often led to tighter air and water regulations, costing industries billions of dollars.

The Office of Research and Development was singled out in Project 2025, the conservative blueprint to shrink the federal government. The chapter on the E.P.A. called for constricting the agency’s “scientific enterprise” and called the scientific office “bloated, unaccountable, closed, outcome-driven, hostile to public and legislative input, and inclined to pursue political rather than purely scientific goals.”

Mandy Gunasekara, who served as the agency’s chief of staff during the first Trump administration and wrote the Project 2025 chapter, said in an interview that researchers in the office were biased against industry and toward environmentalist viewpoints. She said Mr. Zeldin’s changes were merely structural, adding, “I think characterizing this as getting rid of science is very misleading.”

Misleading, huh? When you go from 3500 scientists to 124, I’d say that’s getting rid of science. It’s all about getting rid of constraints on corporations, getting rid of those pesky regulations. Pretty soon we’ll see the Cuyahoga river burning again.

I’m not a single issue voter, but this issue has special meaning for me. Of all the evil shit that Convict Donny’s flying monkeys are inflicting on us, this one hurts the most. Clean air and clean water, controls on toxins that are the by-product of modern industry, understanding how toxins affect human and animal life…these things are important. Crucial. The expertise and institutions being torn down will affect my grandsons and generations beyond. Life for them just got worse, and it makes me irate. These are nihilistic, destructive, ignorant and arrogant actions. But at least it’s consistent – everything Trump touches dies.

Hypocrisy on parade

MAGA world, led by the White House Cheerleader-in-Chief Karoline Leavitt, is loudly saying how Democrats’ harsh criticisms of Convict Donny led directly to the assassination attempt(s), and that Dems should STFU.

It’s hard to watch or listen to – the hypocrisy is monumental. Leavitt herself is a smug, irritating excuse for a human. And calling the Pres a dictator, a tyrant, a fascist, and dangerous to democracy is simply telling the truth. He proves it every day. In terms of inflammatory rhetoric – nobody does it more or better than Convict Donny. He has declared over and over that Democrats and the press are “enemies of the people” and should be imprisoned or killed.

Turn down the rhetoric? Fuck no. The media needs to call him out, more directly and constantly. Let the American people know what an insane clown we have for a leader. And point out the almost daily crazed and insulting statements Donny makes about his numerous enemies.

Road trip thoughts

Lots of thoughts on this little road trip to eastern TN.

First thought is that I have lots more patience for road trips than when I was working. Back then everything I did revolved around a packed Monday through Friday schedule, then an attempt top get everything else done in two weekend days. It made me an impatient person – anything that got in the way of accomplishing something quickly was not to be tolerated. Life’s a little more sane now. If a drive takes 5-6 hours, well, that’s mostly OK. My weekday schedule isn’t much different than my weekend schedule. Mostly open.

Buc-ee’s is a crazy little experience. A hundred gas pumps, same number of big pickup trucks and RVs. Some great food inside (their brisket sandwich is solid), but in general a weird circus dominated by MAGA types. Not being judgmental here (well, not much), just observing. Only in America could a place of such excess exist. It’s peak road trip culture. Glad I went, but unless I want a good brisket sandwich while driving in the Midwest, I’m not likely to go back.

Seeing my brother so ill brings up a lot of thoughts. It’s a shock on several levels. Most of the thoughts are about mortality, how ever-present it is for all of us and how we mostly ignore it until we can’t. Thinking seriously and deeply about mortality is….a lot. It’s easy to see how religion took hold in humans – we don’t want there to be an end to existence, so we make up a story about the afterlife. I’m not saying there *isn’t* an afterlife, but I am saying that no one knows. I’m a solid agnostic on this subject. No data, no evidence, so…no conclusions.

Driving across country I am always struck by how dumb it is to say that we’re “closed to immigrants because we’re out of room”. I’ve heard that on conservative discussions multiple times, and it’s BS. There’s so much open room in this country, it’s ridiculous. Now, with the foolish form of government and economic policies we have, there’s limit to how many people we can support, but that’s different. It’s not an acreage issue.

I got some good reading done on the drive, as one of the brothers drove most of the way. Now reading the new James SA Corey novel The Faith of Beasts. Second book in their new series (Captive’s War), and it’s as good as expected. It’s not The Expanse (nothing is), but it’s damn good.

Trip into hostile territory

Driving to eastern TN today. Hardcore Trump country, where some of the most “conservative” (think Handmaid’s Tale-style patriarchy and religion conflated with politics) population in America reside. Home of MarkWayne Mullins, our new Sec’y of Defense War Conflict WTF-we’re calling it today. Going to visit a very sick brother, and hoping that he’s not as ill as I suspect.

Age has been on my mind a lot lately – it colors almost everything I do and consider doing. This trip puts a sharp point on it – no one’s getting out of here alive, and the cold hard facts of life in one’s 70’s and beyond are attention-getting. At this point every good day is a big win.

Today I wish for safe driving down I-75. Trucker paradise, a bit dangerous for passenger cars. We might stop at Buc-ee’s today just to say I’ve been to one.

Predators

Learned something interesting and hopeful today via Youtube. The Burmese pythons destroying the Everglades ecosystem have some natural predators after all. Turn out that river otters, coyotes, and bobcats have learned to hunt and kill the pythons, en masse. They not only kill the adults, but go after the massive egg deposits in nests. That’s very hopeful, as for decades the python population has grown unabated. Looks like nature is working toward rebalancing, as it does. I wish the same rebalancing would happen in US politics. We’re currently overrun by the predator species Magat Ignoramus, a particularly vile life form.

For example, here’s the Magat stupid headline of the day: Pete Hegseth scraps mandatory flu shots for U.S. service members. I mean, why not? Getting the flu will just make those enlisted folks tougher. I’m sure skipping the measles vaccine is next. We won’t need weapons, we’ll just invade a country and infect them all. Brilliant!

Time passes

I’ve only been here (in KY) for four days and it feels like a month. That’s not a bad thing, just a comment on how the passage of time has become non-linear. Life used to be predictable – five long days of commuting and work, two days of rest and celebration, then back to work. Rinse and repeat. Time passed in a predictable way, but no longer. I’m not sure exactly why this is, but I’m definitely experiencing time passing in odd new ways. Some weeks flash by. Some are interminable.

Yesterday I had big plans for Thunder Over Louisville, but most of them were rained out. I sold my Lynn Family Stadium tickets at a loss, but at least I got sometime for them. That was gonna be a long day, with air show at 3pm, Louisville City game at 5pm, then fireworks at 930pm. In bad weather. All that said, I did manage to ride my bike down to the riverfront to see the impressive fireworks display ending Thunder.

Then today we had our block party (the “Spring Fling”, a much more exciting name than the actual event) for N Galt Avenue, and it was fun. We have some interesting people on the block – a film maker, some artists, a forge master, a prison psychologist, and I’m sure others who weren’t willing to share their interesting activities. I’m just known as the guy who lives here half time and in Socal half time. That’s about all that the neighbors seem to want to know about me, other than one guy who talked with me about stereos and music. I told him that I bet I have the best sounding system on the street – not sure how I’ll prove that, but it was a conversation starter.

For now that best sounding system is: lossless Apple Music AAC files streamed over Bluetooth v5.4 to a Fiios K13 R2R DAC and BT transceiver, then amp’d through the Pioneer SX-828. The Pioneer drives the Wharfdale Super Lintons with 54 wpc at 8 ohms, though with the Wharfdales operating at 6 ohms, the actual power is more like 60-65 watts, *lots* of power for a 90 dbm sensitivity speaker. It’s a simple music processing chain and it sounds awesome. I’ve got a lot of other gear both here and in Socal, but that small stack is currently the best of show.

KY days

Welp. After two nearly perfect days in KY, I’m wondering why I don’t spend even more time here. Just driving around I have a peace that just doesn’t exist while I’m in Socal. It’s a great feeling. It’s not related to any person(s), though the grandsons are a factor. There’s just something about being here that is good for my mental health.

Played golf at Nevel Meade yesterday, and while it would have been nice to play with people I know, it was fine. I’m more or less reconciled to not being part of a regular golf group. Regular isn’t something I can achieve with a dual coast life.

But playing there Friday was great. Love that course, I play better there than anywhere. It’s 100% my favorite course these days. I’m not as strong as I was 3-4 years ago, but I’m more athletic. I’m playing the best golf of my life, which means I’m finally above average. Golf is a cruel game, and getting below 80 is very, very tough. Humbling.

Watched the final episode of The Pitt season 2, and holy shit. Best show on TV, hands down. Noah Wyle deserves *all* the awards. Also watching For All Mankind, The OA, Friends & Neighbors, and Imperfect Women. Lot of good TV out there. I have more time than I used to, so some of it involves stories told on TV.

Planned to go to Thunder today, but the weather has made the air show not a great bet. Limited aircraft due to the weather, lots of wind and it’s getting chilly. I’m watching some on TV, and it just reinforces my plan to stay inside.

Instead, brother Mark and I listened to the upgraded stereo system here with the new Fiio K13 R2R DAC. In a nutshell, it sounds amazing. It may be the best system combo I’ve ever owned, if not ever heard – the Pioneer SX 828 driving the Wharfdale Super Lintons, with the Fiio DAC and Apple Music as the primary input. Incredible bass, great sound stage, lots and lots of details I haven’t heard before in the music. I’m rather happy with the new purchase. A 50 year old receiver and a 2025-era electronic input. Best of both worlds.

I *may* ride a bike down to the riverfront for fireworks tonight. I don’t love riding the bike after dark (I don’t trust cars to avoid me), but…I might.

Fascinating

Pretty good day yesterday. Rory won, Orban lost, Socal got some rain, and I had my first Nessie Burger in about a year. All good.

Then in the middle of the night last night, during my usual sleepless period, I read something that blew me away. IMHO perhaps the biggest story of the year, maybe the decade, and 99% of the public isn’t even aware of it.

There *has* been a lot of press about AI, and I’ve done plenty of reading, writing, and some hands-on research of the large language models (LLMs) that comprise the AI landscape today. But something has happened in the last month or so that changes things in a big way.

Earlier this year there was a much-publicized disagreement between Anthropic (one of the 3-4 leading LLM creators) and the US Department of Defense (I refuse to use Hegseth’s infantile name change to Dept of War). The US DoD tried to strong-arm Anthropic into delivering its newest LLM, Claude Mythos, to the US government without restrictions. Anthropic said no, they wanted to insure that Mythos and their other LLMs would not be used in autonomous weapons. That promptly got them blackballed from any government contracts. The DoD went so far as to threaten other defense contractors, saying they could use no Anthropic product in their systems, else they be blackballed as well. I chalked all that up to a normal disagreement between a government that always expects no limits on their contracts with industry and a new company trying to do what they considered “the right thing”. Nothing unusual.

The unusual part came when Anthropic announced that they would not be releasing Mythos to *anyone* because of its dangerous capabilities. Now that’s weird – why would they spend billions creating a new LLM and not sell it? But now the story makes sense. In the past few weeks Anthropic has explained that Mythos is spectacularly good at analyzing computer systems and finding new vulnerabilities and exploits – unexpectedly, it is the ultimate hacker. Anyone with a copy of Mythos – any person, company or nation – can take control of every computer system on earth. Every operating system, every browser, every important application – Mythos is proving to be wildly capable of finding previous unknown flaws (called “zero-day vulnerabilities” in the biz) AND coming up with new exploits that allow one to take control of the system/device. That second part is another brand-new capability of Mythos – previous LLMs have show some ability to find new vulnerabilities, but lacked the skill of creating a workable exploit (an exploit is simply a recipe for hacking the system, a recipe that any software-savvy human can follow).

Now I see why the DoD strong-armed Anthropic to get a copy of the LLM. This capability is the fever dream of the NSA. It’s the atomic bomb for digital systems – whoever has it pretty much rules the online world. Whether you like Anthropic’s answer to the US government or not, imagine if China had gotten its hands on Mythos first? Or Iran?!? Would have been 100% the end of US tech dominance.

Anthropic out-maneuvered the DoD by creating Project Glasswing, allying itself with a consortium of trustworthy cybersecurity companies that want access to Mythos in order to understand their client’s product vulnerabilities and fix them before Mythos gets out into the world. Great idea, let’s fortify the world’s computer systems before we allow an infinite hack machine to take aim at them. From Zvi Mowshowitz‘s Substack:

The decision not to release Claude Mythos is not about an amorphous fear. If given to anyone with a credit card, Claude Mythos would give attackers a cornucopia of zero-day exploits for essentially all the software on Earth, including every major operating system and browser. It would be chaos. 

Or, in theory, if Anthropic had chosen to do so, it could have used those exploits. Great power was on offer, and that power was refused. This does not happen often.

Instead Anthropic has created Project Glasswing. Mythos is being given only to cybersecurity firms, so they can patch the world’s most important software. Based on how that goes, we can then decide if and when it will become reasonable to give access to a broader range of people. 

Who counts as this ‘we’ is suddenly quite the interesting question. The government picked quite the month to decide to try and disentangle itself from all Anthropic products. Anthropic says it is attempting to work with the government, so that they too can fix their own systems before it is too late. Hopefully that can happen. I also hope that there isn’t an attempt by the government to hijack these capabilities to use them in an offensive capacity. That would be a very serious mistake.

I have a new candidate for the next Nobel Peace Prize – Anthropic’s CEO, Dario Amodei. In my opinion, he just saved the world. Amodei’s focus is creating LLMs that are well-aligned. In AI, alignment means that the model will do no harm, and will actively resist taking actions that harm humanity. Alignment is a big deal, and Mythos is Anthropic’s best-aligned LLM to date.

Footnote – alignment is not a new idea. Waaaaay back in the 1960s, the movie 2001: A Space Odyssey had an AI character – the HAL 9000 – that became functionally insane because the government secretly rewrote part of it, made it lie to the crew, and created a misalignment in the AI. This was a prescient bit of writing on Arthur C/ Clarke’s part, but what else would you expect from the SF writer who also came up with the idea for geosynchronous communication satellites. Clarke was a bona fide genius.

There is just *so much* to take in here. I think Mythos is showing us the future of LLMs – we’re gonna have a series of savants, super-AIs within a narrow discipline. Mythos is the software and hacking savant, at least for now. There will be AI savants in medicine, math, chemistry, virology, physics….any discipline that is complex, has well-defined rules, and has a huge body of knowledge that the LLM can be trained on. Not AGI/AGSI (artificial general intelligence or super-intelligence), but immensely capable savants in a narrow field. The LLMs have inhuman focus, inhuman ability to absorb facts/rules, inhuman ability to absorb complexity of something like an operating system (example – Apple’s MacOS comprises between 80 and 100 million lines of code, too much for any human to understand). Inhuman persistence and attention to detail. We’ve reached the point where we are creating super-intelligences for narrow disciplines, and this could be a tremendous boon to humanity – or it could be a disaster. That’s why I love Anthropic’s focus on AI safety and alignment. Let’s not build Skynet.

Stuff like this really makes me want to get back into the tech business. It’s gotten interesting again, in the way it was 50 years ago at the dawn of the computing era. Fascination with personal computing caused me to become an electrical engineer and set me on my course. This is the most fascinating thing I’ve seen since then.

Mostly bad news

Lots of news this weekend, but other than the Artemis return none of it gets the heart pumping. Pretty sure the sad state of US culture and politics has numbed my brain. But here are a few things that stand out.

  • Is there a single white male with political power who isn’t susceptible to being Me Too’d? I mean, I know most guys are Neanderthals, but geez. If the accusations are true (you can’t discount the power of the conservative lie/smear machine), then Eric Swalwell is a creep. Both he and the accusers might want to consider not getting blackout drunk.
  • Lots of media talk about Kamala Harris considering running again. No, just no. I think she’d be a good President (the bar is *extremely* low), but (1) we’ve tried this once, and the stakes are WAY too high to risk failing again, and (2) she did show some poor judgement with her lack of work on the border and her pick for VP. So nope, let’s move on.
  • JD Vance failed in his one-day “negotiations” with Iran. Shocker. So now we’re going to create a blockade on the Straits, making the economic damage from Convict Donny’s war much worse. Every time you think Trump’s team of fools can’t do worse, they do.
  • Turns out that Kristi Noem’s $70M flying bordello won’t go to waste after all. It’s going to become Melania’s new ride. I *hate* that shit – government officials flying around the world on private jets like they are billionaires, rather than the evil grifters they are. All paid for by you and me. Crime really does pay.
  • In yet another Melania sighting, she made a weird speech denying any real relationship with Jeffrey Epstein. Despite troves of emails and pictures that indicate the opposite. Her timing is weird, her delivery was weird (as usual), and her motive…interesting. I think she’s getting ahead of some upcoming bad news about her pedophile hubby. One can only hope. And I loved The Onion’s take on this: Melania Trump Slams Baseless Reports Linking Her To Wrong Wealthy Pedophile.
  • Inflation is ratcheting up, and I’m betting we’re just seeing the tip of the iceberg. With a blockade on top of all the other war damage, consumer prices are going through the roof. Probably time to do a lot of personal cost cutting.
  • SCOTUS’s upcoming decision on mail-in ballots, a bad solution in search of a problem, is likely to make voting much tougher. Alaska is a prime example. What a fucking mess.
  • After Rory kinda collapsed on Saturday, today’s final Masters round will be interesting. I’m thankful for a few hours of non-political entertainment. Bonus, Sergio Garcia’s little tantrum on the tee box yesterday just reinforced his reputation as an unlikable hothead.

Like I said, a lot happening. Most of it ranging from bad to horrific.

Inspiration

Watched the media coverage of the Artemis re-entry and splashdown this evening. Hoped I’d hear the sonic boom, but I was too far away. The splashdown point was probably 20-30 miles south of San Diego, and our place is another 50-60 miles north of downtown. So no boom.

It was really nice to hear news folks talking about how we can do great things when we work together and put our minds to it. We sure need some inspiration these days, and I can’t think of a better place for it to come from – science and space technology, trained military, technicians, and astronauts, all working together to accomplish complex/difficult things. I sure hope some of the MAGA types who applauded DOGE cuts to science are watching this and thinking…hmm, maybe this stuff is worthwhile. Because it is.

I have a huge regret watching all this, though the regret was no fault of mine. I wanted to be an AF pilot, actually got my orders to report to the AF Academy, but there was a catch. The AF said no, you can’t be a pilot, my eyes were too bad and they didn’t allow correction. 15-20 years later my eyes could have been (were, in fact) corrected, and during that period the AF reversed policy and allowed corrective lenses or surgery. So my timing was just bad. I also could have been on an astronaut track because of my intense science and science fiction interests. Just wasn’t meant to be.

Title photo is a picture I took of the Moon last year using the big 600mm zoom lens I took to Cabo.

Tech Week

It’s turning out to be a tech week. Spent some time today and yesterday unpacking and installing the new T-Mobile home Internet equipment. There have been a few surprises.

First and biggest surprise was that the T-Mobile devices aren’t just a gateway to their 5G services. I thought I would just fire up the gateway as a replacement for the Spectrum cable modem, then attach the gateway to my home wifi mesh (an Eero setup) via Ethernet. But nope, it was a little more complicated than that. The T-Mobile device is a hybrid, both a 5G gateway and a wifi router. It produces a brand new wifi network in your home. Hmmm.

Not a deal breaker. I unboxed everything, fired it up, got the documentation using the T-Mobile phone app. It took a couple of tries, but I got the gateway up and running. The new network and gateway produced 250+ Mbps download speeds and maybe 25 Mbps upload, with the gateway facing southwest through a window. Not bad. Certainly better than what I’ve been seeing with Spectrum.

Then I connected each of my devices – phone, iPad, and laptop – to the new wifi network. No problem. Next up, connecting Apple TV to the new network. That was the next problem/surprise. Apple TV simply would not recognize or connect to the T-Mobile wifi. Subsequent research leads me to believe that I may have to tune the T-Mobile device to prioritize 2.4 Ghz channels, as the Apple TV may not even recognize the higher (5 and 6 Ghz) channels that the gateway is presenting. Haven’t tried that yet, but I will. The fallback if this doesn’t work is that I keep both wifi networks operation – Eero and T-Mobile. Downside of that is a high potential for interference.

One more tweak I will likely try is an external antenna for the 5G gateway. The gateway is simply sitting inside against a west-facing window. I’m surrounded by T-Mobile cell towers on the east and west sides, but all of them are at 2-3 miles away. The eastern towers (4000ish meters away, or 2.5 miles) are blocked by some high hills, but I may have line of sight to the western towers at a greater distance of 5500 meters, or 3.5 miles. Both cases are at the extreme limit of typical cellular coverage, and that’s in clear weather. In rainy/stormy weather, our received signal will be weaker. That’s where the external antenna comes in. It can give 2-5x the signal strength, a factor I’m likely to need. But I want to prove that the system will work for me in good weather, all devices, reliably, before I invest more with an antenna.

Bottom line, so far so good with the Spectrum alternative. A bit more complicated than I would have guessed, but no show stoppers.

Stereo day

Quiet day today after the repaving day chaos yesterday. The newly patched and sealed “driveway” (calling something that’s 700 feet long a driveway is a bit misleading – it’s a private road cutting through our property that has a branch leading to the main house) looks pretty good, and I’m happy enough with the work of the low bidder. They got it done in one day and on one of the few days that would work with our schedule and the weather. A big to-do item checked off the list.

So today I’m watching The Masters tournament, reconfiguring stereos, relaxing and having some Angel’s Envy (late afternoon for the bourbon; I’m not a complete wastrel).

I deconstructed the main CA stereo system, making the Sansui AU-505 and TU-666 the centerpiece, removing all the other components. I removed a micro-stack including a Pro-Ject S2 DAC/preamp, a Schitt tone control/equalizer, an ELAC music server that never worked like I expected, a pair of massive Wyred4Sound mAmp class-D mono blocs (250 Wpc into 8 ohms, 500 Wpc into 4 ohms!), a 1 terabyte solid state drive containing hundreds of ripped CDs, a shitload of interconnects…a lot of stuff acquired over the years. All that remains are the 1975 vintage Sansui(s), my Furman power distribution system and the great Marantz 6006 CD player. All driving the Spatial M3s.

In one of the bedrooms, I deconstructed another system, pulling out the Sherwood S-7450 and attaching an old Sony CD player and the Pro-Ject DAC to the beautiful-sounding Kenwood KR-5400. The Sherwood needs some work – one channel has serious problems. I also discovered that the Kenwood’s Tape-A and -B inputs don’t work for shit. I was using them in lieu of the AUX input, but it turns out that the AUX input is the only one without problems. The Kenwood has three speaker outputs (!) and two phono inputs, so it was designed for a different type of listener than me. No phono spoken here. But a good source connected to the AUX input…it’s sweet.

I keep putting it off, but pretty much ALL the vintage gear I’ve bought needs some work. So soon it’ll be time to break a couple of these open and start replacing capacitors and transistors. I have the least attachment to the Sherwood, so I may start there. Or the Kenwood KR-2120 in KY. I want to be sure of what I’m doing before I crack open the Sansui 505 or the Pioneer 828.