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Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").



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Saturday, July 22 2017
After over two months in our basement master guestroom, Andrea moved out this morning. She'll be relocating to Marissa's big apartment in Manhattan, where she will be cat-sitting while Marissa & family are holidaying somewhere. Marissa's holiday plans and the need for a cat sitter came at an opportune time for Andrea, since she needed to be out by the time Gretchen and I headed to Uganda (next week). We'd scheduled a house sitter and there was no polite way to unschedule it.
I'd been procrastinating the replanting of a number of plants into hanging pots, and today I finally got around to doing that. There were a few tropical black-eyed susan vine seedlings in with the mother vine I'd somehow kept alive through the winter, and I moved one of these to a nice steel "English hanging basket" I'd bought from Home Depot. In the other English hanging basket I put a cutting from a tropical vine Ray had given me. It's a "Swiss cheese vine" from Puerto Rico.

Later today I figured out how to arrange a 12 inch floor fan so that it could pivot at the end of an arm projecting from the laboratory's one collar tie (installed in 2005 to stabilize the solar deck overhead) to supply me with a constant stream of rapidly-flowing air on hot summer days. In the past I'd relied on various oscillating fans and what not, but I needed a more permanent option that didn't occupy valuable tabletop real estate.
This evening while I was sitting at my computer, I heard a car hit something as it went past the house on Dug Hill Road. The dogs had been reacting to something just before, so I was worried one of them had been hit. I was even more worried when I saw the car stop and then back up. Was one of my dogs splattered all over the road? But soon thereafter, Neville and Ramona came into the house, and they looked totally fine.


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