2013 — 21 May: Tuesday
The great CD relocation adventure is nearly at an end.1 Having yesterday (re)discovered the convenience of the "tip" I shall probably be back there later today with another sack or three of discarded jewel cases. I must say, I've become quite adept at opening the backs of these (to extract artwork) without regularly shattering either them or my fingernails.
I'm also now half-way through the fascinating Fred Hoyle book "Our place2 in the cosmos". It was Hoyle who said "Space isn't remote at all. It's only an hour's drive away if your car could go straight upwards". Personally, I think you'd do better with a road, of course.
Nary a smidgen...
... of plot similarity (of course) and separated by 35 years...
... but both titles feature leading chaps whom Christa greatly enjoyed watching. I recently saw the pilot episode of "Person of Interest" having been separately recommended it by two of my chums. And, as I said, I only recently realised my George Roy Hill collection was incomplete. (It still is, but I expect I'll survive.)
Driven from my house...
... by the relentless torrent of Wagner, my eventual mid-afternoon round trip tip trip took a bit longer than average as they were shifting the contents of various containers around using the sort of heavy-duty Tinker Toys that make it safer to restrict access for Joe Public (and me) while doing so. Three light-flashing ambulances shot past me through the red lights by the Channon Commercial Park while I was cooling my heels at the entrance to Mr Tip's Aladdin's Cave. They all came from the same part of the Industrial Estate a mere 250 yards back (near B&Q).
My remaining jewel case discards will fit easily3 into the bin collection in a fortnight from tomorrow unless this entropy-fighting bug carries on and I end up "doing something" about the still untouched contents of Christa's wardrobes. For example. Not to mention some of the rest of the stuff4 in the loft (though I suppose it does usefully supplement the horrible fibre glass insulation I laid down 30 years ago).
The concept of...
... the boiling point of lemur lymph having such significance had somehow passed me by! For seven years.
And listening to File on 4 is chilling. Avoid hospitals! "And how is it spreading?" We don't know... We might not live to see climate change because we die of infection.
Rotten to the core?
It's good to know that the world's most valuable company, Apple, has a chief exec who says they are obeying the law and paying all the tax they should. Mind you, if the BBC news is correctly reporting what the US Senate committee is hearing there's an awful lot of Apple's money sitting in Ireland (of all places).
How goes the great CD exercise?
Well, I now know I have a minimum of 2,308 CD titles, some of which are doubles, or worse. And I have physically stuffed 2,493 of the blighters into CaseLogical storage. Not counting any of the 200 or so classical items. Now it just remains for me to clean up any discrepancies. There are remarkably few lost sheep, but not quite every CD has yet made it through my MP3 processing.
How can that be? Don't ask!