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   off-grid cabin vs. boat
Thursday, August 12 2021
This would be the last day I would be working in the office this week (and, given the ongoing rampage of the Delta coronavirus variant and boneheaded resistance to vaccination, there might be fewer office days in the future). So I stopped at the Red Hook Hannaford this morning for eat-at-my-deks provisions: Hannaford-brand granola bars (the least-offensive of which nonetheless include chocolate chips), a black bean salad, and a container of Planters-brand peanuts (in the case of nuts, brand definitely matters). I'd brought my new oversized Wolverine tower to speed my data imports, and eventually this was helpful in overcoming an issue that seemed (at least initially) to be defying all the logical rules of the computer languages involved. Once I had that figured out, the day was a lot less stressful. Near the end, of the day, Jason (the only other guy then in the office) overheard me talking to Alex about how the Adirondack cabin now has to be off-grid (after National Grid gave a $40,000 figure for running in electricity on poles). This got Jason talking about how he'd like to maybe buy a used boat for tooling around the Hudson, though, from all the things he described having to do for such a boat (docking fees in the summer, on-shore storage in the winter, the substantial hunger for fuel), it sounded like a much more expensive lifestyle than having a cabin in the Adirondacks (especially given that an Adirondack cabin can theoretically make money as AirBnB lodging).
Meanwhile Gretchen had been out to the Brewster Street house, reporting that it was now "beautiful." We'll have a new tenant on Sunday, and hopefully our real estate empire will become a lot less stress-inducing.
Meanwhile, the weather had taken a turn for the brutally-hot. To me, it seemed like a heat with unusual properties. Was it a dry heat? Gretchen insisted it most certainly was not.


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