Sunday, October 11, 2026

I can't even

I like to try to cheer up coworkers with funny things when I can. So when this question came up on an exam for a professional course I had taken, it seemed share worthy.


It seems worth noting that this wasn't the only question with iffy placement of the "all of the above" option. (Another question had it as the second option). And, yes, I missed this one multiple times (there were unlimited retakes) because the "correct" answer absolutely cannot be correct. At least not in the dimension of sanity.

Good times.


Wednesday, September 30, 2026

Election boos

For the past couple of months, one of the ads that I keep seeing on YouTube is from a candidate running for US Congress asking for money. Which is as annoying as anyone asking for money, which would be pretty minor overall. The thing is, this candidate is not running for office in my state. 

Now, this could be an algorithm problem (yet more evidence that we shouldn't put all our eggs in the algorithm/AI basket), where it's the tools fault. But it could also be a political system error. 

I shouldn't be participating in an election campaign for a state congressman if it isn't my state. In my sister's state, they have companies form other states funding election campaigns. I think that is also wrong. Why should someone or some company from another state have any say in who represents me and my state? I have a hard enough time getting represented in my state with just my state's voters voting. And I bet most other people feel the same way.

I know there are lots of conversations about what is wrong with the political system and US elections, the biggest one being the electoral college. But I can't help but think there are a lot of tweaks we could make without needing a constitutional amendment. 

Anyway, for what it's worth, I will not be funding this candidate. Their ads get skipped as soon as possible. Just me, doing my part to be a fair political participant. You're welcome. And if YouTube is listening (hahahahahaha), you should fix the algorithm.

Sunday, September 27, 2026

The anti-Costco

I like Costco. I don't buy much there, because I am a single person in a small apartment and don't have space for 900 rolls of toilet paper, alas, but I do like Costco, and I do have a freezer and lots of things freeze. Around this time of year, they have really great puzzles for $10 (very dangerous for my budget and for my space limitations). And there are things that even for a single person make sense to buy in bulk.

But I think someone needs to develop a store that is the opposite of Costco. Instead of big box, we're talking jewelry box, for a ring. A store where you can get your tablespoon of spice, or half cup jar of whatever special ingredient you need for a meal you make once a year. Where you can buy half a loaf of bread. A store where things are catered not to single meals, like meal kits, but to single people. 

Realistically, most things from a normal grocery store are not a big deal, you can make them work for a single person. But then when you do buy something at a normal grocery store for one person, it is way more expensive than buying in bulk. And the spices and condiments and all of that? Yeah, as a single person, I don't go through that very quickly. The number of bottles of apple cider vinegar I have abandoned over the years! So maybe it's just a spice and condiment jewelry box store we need. But something like that. And, according to the news, now is the time, because the population is declining, so we have smaller and smaller family sizes. It could be the new niche thing! Instead of the footlong hot dog, they could sell the mini appetizer hot dogs!!! 

Maybe there is a place out there that already exists, and I just haven't found it (or they haven't marketed it well?). Or I just don't know the tricks of good grocery shopping. Or I'm not very neighborly, so I don't have anyone to borrow a tablespoon of apple cider vinegar from. But, I still think it would be a good idea. Costco Mini. I'd definitely be a member!

Sunday, September 20, 2026

Write your own name

At work, one of the frequent annoyances I have to deal with is people not letting people write their own names. The offenders are people collecting records (frequently in the form of oral histories). The victims are the ones donated their history to us. And the collectors routinely decide what the donor should be called*--deciding what name they go by, that they automatically take their husbands name, or only use their father's last name**, and also how that name is spelled, and write it all down for them, as though the collectors are somehow too dumb to write their own name. It drives me nuts and is something so easy to fix: Let them write their own name.

But today, I realized--with incredible despair--that this is not a new problem. See, I have this line in my family history where there's a Joseph Cook, with no known parents. And a wife whose name is either Lavicia, Levitha, or Tabitha??? And is legitimately written in all of those ways on multiple government documents. And why? Because some schumpter wrote their name for them, and didn't bother to ask how they spelled it or even verify that they knew what it actually was. For the love of sanity. And there is not a single document that shows her non-married name (at least none that has surfaced yet).

Which apart from causing massive problems for family history research, it's also just rude. I mean, the very barest minimum acknowledgement that someone is a person is to get their name right. Poor Tabitha-Lavicia-Levitha!*** 

Anyway, pro tip: Let people write their own names. Or at least ask them how they spell their name. And bare minimum, make sure you know what it actually is. History will thank you.


*There is an exception, and I have had to make this exception. We have--on a rare occasion--been dealing with people who couldn't write their name. But I ALWAYS ask them what name they want written down. Many of our collectors don't. They assume they are smart enough to know.

**I work with people from Latin America, so they inherit both the mother's and father's last names. Dad's first, then Mom's. But, this is also an issue with English names, and it baffles me that we think that because we speak English, we know how names work. I know lots of women who never did the paperwork to change their name after marriage (mostly, I hear, because it is a pain in the neck). And I have had to fix situations where someone described the person with their first name, when it was written all over in the records that they use their middle name. People know who they are. Just ASK them!!!

***Although, in fairness, maybe she didn't care. Maybe she is happy to be off the grid. Maybe it worked out great for her, and she became a train robber that no one could identify because they kept getting her name wrong. Who am I to say?


Sunday, August 30, 2026

Summer

My neck of the woods:


Camping



Lake Titicaca


Santa Cruz, Bolivia

 New Orleans





Museum of Popular Art (Mexico City)

Palacio de Bellas Artes (Mexico City)
















Sunday, August 23, 2026

Peaches

When I was a kid, my mom canned peaches and pears. We'd have boxes of fruit sitting in the basement for a couple of weeks while she canned (we did help her). And the peaches were sooooooooooo good. Honestly, canned fruit from the store is ruined forever. 

As an adult, I've tried and tried to find good peaches at the store, and it's always a disaster. They are always hard, and they don't ripen correctly. A ripe peach has this texture where you push on it and it dents, but there's a feel to it that you know means it is ripe. Peaches shipped to the store get this rubbery texture when you test for ripeness, it's just wrong. And they smell good but the taste and texture while eating the peach is completely wrong.

So, last Saturday I walked into a grocery store and they had locally grown peaches for purchase. I tested some, and they had the right ripeness texture, so I bought a week's worth, and man, was it worth it!!! They are just what peaches should be. I think I've only had one that had a spot that wasn't quite as good. It's amazing and my only lament is that I'm going out of this town this week and I'm worried that they won't still be available by the time I get back. 

I had so little hope for good peaches at all this year, because we've had a bad growing year locally, so this has been a lovely little joy for the week. Go, peaches!!!