July 22nd, 2018

The adapter life

My latest tech project is setting up a Chromebit on one of my living room monitors. I had it hooked up to an ancient chromebook that never really functioned well when it was new but now only goes an hour or so before it needs a reboot. And I want a continuous slide show on this monitor when I'm not using it for stuff.

BUT of course, the monitor is old and has no HDMI port so it needs a VGA to HDMI cable which I actually have. BUT the cable is a male HDMI and the Chromebit has a male HDMI plug and c'est ne gay pas. So I need a female to female HDMI adapter.

I probably have 4,879 adapter's in this house. I have USB adapters - mini, micro, printer, C, A, male, female in probably every color. I have DVI, VGA, even parallel adapters. Hell, probably somewhere I have a cat to dog adpater. But, do I have a female to female HDMI? OR a VGA to female HDMI. I do not. ARUGH

Amazon will bring me both today but 1. more money and 2. more adapters that will get lost or not be the ones I need next time. ARUGH.

Last night's baseball game was full to the gills of very frustrating baseball. BUT, Julie's brother (of Erica and Julie who own the seats next to mine) and his wife had their seats last night. I was sitting there by myself watch batting practice when this really friendly looking couple starts down my aisle exclaiming in delight "You must be SUSAN!!!" They were just fabulous fun. I totally forgot to ask where Julie and Erica were. I am doubly sorry the game sucked on their account. Jeff, particularly, really really wanted to see Eddie Diaz. Diaz is our closer who only pitches the 9th inning and only when we are winning. We never got close. But Jeff and Jan stayed the entire game and were just the funnest seatmates.

This morning it is heating up but my air conditioner is fine with that. It's really turned out better than I had hoped. I even went against my rule and bought an extended service contract for it. It was cheap (so probably worth less) but I feel better with a little insurance. One trick I love is being able to monitor it from anywhere. It turns off during the night if things cool down enough and I can leave it that way and crank it up again before I leave the gym to ensure the house is comfy when I get home.

I finished up that stupid crochet test and I think I'm done with testing patterns for a while. The deal is you get a free pattern for doing the test but, these pattern writers don't quite grasp that when you ask for feedback, it might be just shy of YouAreAGenius. Plus, while I'm now pretty good at reading crochet instructions and very good at reading knitting instructions, I am a 100% fail at reading the mind of the pattern maker. Sorry.

Today I'm going to try Mongolian Beef in my Instant Pot. I'm shooting for one perfect serving. I plan to measure and mix carefully so that if it turns out I can replicate in a big multi-meal batch.

I just calculated that my Amazon Subscribe and Save k-cup coffee order is going to arrive 2 days after I run out. This could be a problem. I have a week and a half to noodle it out.

My plan to cut back on my COPD inhaler might not be working. This morning, my breathing, for just a few minutes, felt like it used to before the inhaler. I'm going to give it a few more days and then, if I feel that again, I'll bite the bullet and pay the piper, er, pharmacist.

I have a half dozen little chores that I want to get done around the house. My plan today is to get them all done. Also, there's a game today. This time I'll be watching on TV. Maybe it won't be as painful. And CBS Sunday Morning... will Jane Pawley be on vacation again this Sunday? That woman must have the sweetest contract in all of TV.

Ok, my drippy swimsuit needs hanging up. Time to get to it.

Addendum to the real estate tax shocker...

I ran into Sherry who lives downstairs the other day and asked her if she'd seen their assessment yet and she had not. I asked her to let me know when she did to see if I was a special snowflake or if we all got fucked.

She sent me an email last night to say she got hers. We all got fucked. They got the increase, too.

She did not seem as outraged as I expected. She usually goes off the rails over money things. So, maybe I'm blowing this more out of proportion than is appropriate...


FAIL! but win win win

My Mongolian beef was inedible. And way too fiddly to make and made a mound of dirty dishes. It was just a total 100% pedal to the metal failure. I give up. I can easily order Mongolian Beef delivered and it's delicious and that's what I'm going to do from now on. I'll use the Instant Pot as a slow cooker and rice maker and maybe even other stuff. But today's adventure was just a bummer.

But... I fixed a TV problem in a very cool way. My new bedroom tv has legs too short to straddle the TiVo. Just last week, I put a garden kneeling mat that I used to use to sit my laptop on when the one I had got too hot, in the Goodwill bag. I retrieved it, cut it up, hot glued the bits together and then covered them. Problem solved with dinosaur fabric!!

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I finished a pair of socks.


The Mariners shut out Chicago and so won the series. Whew.

I made rice in the Instant Pot just because and it was quick (way quicker than my rice maker which is 1. slow as Christmas and 2. a bitch to clean) and required no fiddling at all. It turned out fine and dandy. I thought I made a lot but the pot could have handled double. I didn't eat a lof of it, though. I'll fridge it tonight and put it in the freezer tomorrow. And the Instant Pot is satisfyingly easy to clean.

I'm not a huge cooking show fan but I am enjoying the new Girl Meets Farm. I like her style and her food.

The Amazon driver with my adapter for my Chromebit is 'in the 'hood' but it's too late now for me to mess with it. I learned a long time ago that my brain cells shut down about 4ish. I can push them to about 5:30 but after that, I am a certified idiot good only for watching TV and knitting.

Tomorrow will be soon enough to play with it. I've got nothing else on my agenda after swimming so that will be the perfect time.