I saw today that tabroom will be going down for maintenance the middle of next week. This means that they’ll be changing the oil, checking the tires for wear, and doing a 10-point inspection that will discover cooties in the fuel line, necessitating a $464 repair in addition to the can of new oil they put in. It happens every time. Nothing that needs fixing is ever under warranty.
Speaking of warranties, I went out and got myself one of them thar fancy big new iPhones. It’s been way too long since I purchased something bright and shiny, and while I conceivably could have lived without it, the virtually simultaneous deaths of both my old Classic iPod and my original Nano necessitated some rethinking about the tech landscape. I may have mentioned that already. Anyhow, first impressions. The bigger size is no great problem for a person who always wears a shirt with a breast pocket. As I favor the Steve Bannon how-many-shirts-can-you-wear-at-once look, the XS Max is a piece of cake. Face recognition, which I predicted would be a disaster, works better than my old thumb recognition. That’s really surprising. And I really like it. Of course, all the cops have to do is shine the phone on my face and they’ll have access to all my WhatsApp messages to Kaz about how long it’s going to take her to drive from Lexington to Hudville, but still… Since I now either wear reading glasses or no glasses, thanks to successful cataract surgery, the idea that I can blow up the type a little bit on the phone and read it easily on the expanded real estate without having to find a pair of glasses is very satisfying. What I haven’t done yet is explore the camera, which is one of the main reasons I didn’t wait to get the cheaper phone. I’m looking forward to giving that a workout soon enough.
BTW, I don’t think I’ve mentioned that I’ve officially put in for retirement from the DJ. My last day, so to speak, is 1/1/19. I will talk more about this when the time comes, but you’re probably more interested in debate stuff than how I fill my empty hours, and I have no intention of letting up on debate stuff any time soon. And speaking of debate stuff, I got nuthin’. I’ve filled up the halls of the Tiggers as much as possible, and now it’s mostly waiting. Next up is judge hires, always fun. This coming weekend is my last one off for a while. And then it’s one damned tournament after the other. I can’t wait.