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5/23 The fact that there was heavy rain this morning, so heavy that for a few minutes, I could not even see across the street from my apartment, seems more important to me than anything I've thought today.
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5/22 Did the quiz to check my alignment with parties in the upcoming EU election. The order of parties is the same as ever, but my agreement with their positions has gone down from about 90% to barely 75%. There it is, my creeping Americanization.
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5/21 I was quite proud having finally managed to set up the telescope in a proper equatorial alignment, and realizing that you only have to point its axis north very roughly to reap a lot of the benefits, such as being able to follow the moon for minutes just by turning the knob of the right ascension. My son had not been very convinced of this approach, but realized its superiority quickly, and rewarded us with some quite stunning views of craters through a high magnification lens. They looked as if drawn by pencil, across several badly scratched centuries. When we put him to bed, and reviewed what each of us considered the best parts of the day, those views of the moon consistently ranked on first or second place.
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5/19 Liseberg. I had prepared myself to go on Helix, and then at a moment's notice, because Helix was closed for a few minutes, my daughter suggested we'd do a quick Valkyria. I drowned in fear. It took me 10 minutes to muster the strength. But we did it, and we did Helix afterwards, and I'm really beginning to feel more excitement than fear, or a fear that is also pure excitement.
And yes, I am still taking a mild tranquilizer, but it looks like I can phase that out soon.
These coasters: As if a giant, invisible hand grabbed you, and not actually pushed you through the tracks, but carried you through space along arcs of which the steel tracks are only a material approximation.
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5/18 We are overwhelmed by what is happening, even our awkwardness is overwhelmed by it.
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5/17 Reflection moving across water surface, lighting it up to a bronze glistening within just a few seconds. How is such a macroscopic phenomenon possible on this planet without human intervention, or is it our flight that is the phenomenon?
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5/16 Trees heavy with leaves, and those leaves heavy with rain during morning run.
Roughness of terminal area, similar to a ship harbor, improvisation and pity, compared to the aircraft you're entering right outside of it. First time on an A380 tonight. We're delayed by half an hour because the crew got stuck in a bus on their way to JFK, half an hour that could cost us the connecting flight in Munich, and in consequence, many of the precious hours with the kids.
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5/15 Moved parts between laptops to make a functioning one for my daughter. Each of these laptops has changed possession and parts so many times by now. Flying to Sweden tomorrow.
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5/14 Eye doctor, examining the progressive dying of my retina and the vanishing ability to contract my lens, calls me young.
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5/13 There's a faint little circle with a magic wand next to where I'm writing in this Google Doc. It offers to help me write. Also, a writer just recently lost access to a manuscript because Google considered its contents inappropriate. Also, some of the things I write here inevitably lead to related things showing up in my Google Feed. I say: Bring it on, just bring it on. Whatever it is, I just don't want to go back.
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5/12 These last few days the voluptuous, bulging green with which the hills are covered was as if mirrored by the heavy clouds above it, banks of dark grey that seemed too intense to not rain out, alternating with mysteriously glowing patches of white.
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5/11 Greater Newburgh Symphony Orchestra, Ravel, La Valse. Waltz that in some passages sounds as if through a noise-ridden, hollow-sounding radio in the Forties, twenty years after the piece was written. Very disturbed while listening, cp. the recent Apple ad.
Strauss, Four Last Songs. Semantics coded into an aria, very mysterious.
Brahms, Fourth Symphony. Wikipedia has nothing about its meaning, only pages of harmonic analysis, I like that.
A friend of J from San Diego is raising money so her students can go to a drone competition in Utah.
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5/10 Telling each other that it feels like we've been married for a long time. Depending on which direction you're facing, it is indeed a long time.
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5/9 I sent a document to Sweden, via Fedex, practically overnight. I could watch how it got routed via Paris the next day. But the crew in Gothenburg can't deliver it. Maybe because of some spelling thing in the address. For several days, they have given me calls early in the morning my time, which I never receive, since I'm asleep, and my ringer is always off. Confused, they talk to my google call screen assistant and mumble I should call Fedex's 1-800 number to sort things out. I do, and I'm getting directed to Fedex's website, where I can see the package, but I cannot change anything in its address. Looks like there's no way I can get this package to be delivered, even though I can see it, and even though I get called about it every day.
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5/8 After three and a half years, hung up the first pictures in my apartment.
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5/7 I used to think of novels as the sharpest, most far-reaching research instrument ever developed by humans. Today I am bored by most novels.
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