Might as well be clean

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The hotel room was colder than the temperature outside when I arrived, which meant the room's temperature was likely somewhere in the 50˚F - 59˚F range. I turned on the heater to 74˚, but the room didn't seem to heat up. The heater running at 80˚ for two hours did the trick. The room was finally at 72˚. I went to bed and to sleep.

This morning, as I was in the shower, there was a knocking on the hotel room door. I didn't answer, I was in the shower. Checkout time was another 30 minutes away. I continued showering.

The knocking became a pounding. The pounding became louder. The pounding sounded like two people were kicking the door. I stayed in the shower, rinsed my hair.

The pounding stopped. The door was unlocked, and opened hard. I was still in the shower.

The door was stopped by the chain. If the person opening the door had wanted to break it, I suspect said person could have. I was in the shower.

New toy! New toy!

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Andy purchased an infrared camera for his phone, so that he could find where the cold leaks are in his house. It arrived today.

He promptly started measuring everything in the house.

Including me.

I am cracking up at this.

90% is baggage

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Okay, consider this scenario: You've been living in a house for 15 years. The tub is backed up. The garage utility sink is backed up.

This has happened before. One time, the backup was really bad, so you had a couple pipes replaced. The pipes under the house are an odd collection, with a couple of difficult joints which cause backups more frequently. You know where all the clean-outs are in the house.

Now, you call a plumber to snake the lines. He arrives two days later. You explain what is happening. He seems to understand, says he'll take 10 minutes, and begins to snake the plumbing from tub.

After 20 minutes, he's still going.

So, you walk into the bathroom, and offer, "Hey, so, the lines are kinda tricky in this house. The best clean-out is on the roof. Would you like to see where the other ones are?"

The plumber turns to you and responds, "Are you a plumber?"

You answer, "No."

Some Girls Are

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And my pile of to-read books just dropped by one! So much for reading "only" double of my original 2015 goal of one book a week. Go for 52, hit 105.

I picked up this book after reading the Book Riot article about how a single parent managed to ban a book without going through a review process. The banned book was Some Girls Are, about bullying in high school and a bully who has fallen from grace, and is now on the receiving end of the actions she inflicted upon others.

As I was trying not to spend money on books (a near impossible task), I tried to get it from my library. No go.

I asked Mom to try her library. No go.

Eventually, on a night of drinking too much whiskey, where "too much" is defined as "more than one shot," I hit the buy button on all the books in my Amazon cart, and ended up with a stack of 24 books to read. Including this one.

I read it last night.

I will fully admit that if I were the mother of a kid in high school today, I would struggle to believe this kind of behaviour exists, that my child would be doing it, or that people so young can be so ugly in their actions. Which is not to say on an intellectual basis, I dispute this behaviour exists, I totally believe it exists. I just don't WANT it to exist.

"You Eat a Lot of Sugar"

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That's what he said to me.

"You eat a lot of sugar."

And I do. Wow, do I eat a lot of sugar.

This is problematic.

There is a link between diabetes and Alzheimer's, and theories that Alzheimer's is the last stage of a lifetime of excess insulin in the body.

"Current research has suggested that the brain in Alzheimer’s disease cannot fully process insulin, similar to what happens in the body of type 2 patients. As Dr. Yarchoan states, “Alzheimer’s disease is actually remarkably similar to type 2 diabetes, but in the brain.”

Or maybe something like this:

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