If it's organizing a database, wouldn't creativity be one of the last things you'd want?

Yeah, that's my point -- I don't like it for most of what I do, which requires creativity, originality, and, you know, human contact, but it does great with projects where that doesn't matter -- like organizing a testimonials database. Oh, and I had it draft a job description for me a while back, because that stuff is mind numbingly boring to the point of avoidance for me. It's helpful with some things that, historically, I'd have procrastinated doing forever, because I find them so boring.

Started the Ozempic today. We shall see.

Earworm update for no reason: most of the morning I had "I'm Just Ken", which was pretty nice, but now it's some classical piece that I do not know well enough to identify, just to hum, which is fine except I keep getting distracted trying to remember what it is

Dang it, I think our dryer just died (full of wet towels, too). Unless there's some fix-it trick I don't know (and there might well be, because I know absolutely nothing about the inner workings of the dryer), I'm going to need to haul those heavy wet towels to the laundromat to dry them.

It's a pretty old dryer, so I guess I'm just annoyed with the inevitability of entropy. How dare something mechanical wear out and stop working!

If you have a little access panel you can open and clean out the extra secret lint trap, that might help. I seem to remember that working once (I think a professional repair person showed me where the one on my dryer was. Or washer. It was a while ago.)

Hey, Tim just got home and is examining the dryer (he said he was going to just hit it like Fonzie), so I'm going to go mention the secret lint trap!

Where's the secret lint trap? Now I want to check mine!

Mine is on the front lower right, it looks like not much of anything and you have to pry it open with a screwdriver, but sometimes socks and things end up in there and that, I don’t know, messes something else up. Fixed some problem I was having once or twice. If you can Google up a user manual it might tell you where it is?

I am not making this up: I went downstairs to tell Tim about the secret lint door, and Tim had the dryer open to poke around at...something, I don't know what, then he closed it and hit the side (like Fonzie), and the damn thing started! I just gaped at him and said "What the fuck? WHAT THE FUCK?" because I really didn't expect anything to actually work. (He did say that when he first tried to turn it on, nothing happened, so at least he doesn't think I hallucinated a non-functional dryer.)

So now the towels are dry. But we're going to get a new dryer in the very near future.

If it’s an old one, might be worth repairing. New ones don’t last, etc, shaking cane, etc, kids.

Very excited to play a part in Laura’s anniversary surprise! Fingers crossed it doesn’t rain all weekend.