Right At

And she calls right at 8:00!

I’m kinda eavesdropping as one member of a small-group Zoom call quietly advises a potential member of said group about . . . what, exactly? That I start the calls on time? What in the world are the options?

Calling even a few minutes ahead of the appointed hour would be rude: Folks might not be ready to take the call. Oh, no! That’s my call! Ack! Followed by a mad dash from the microwave where a cup of tea is re-heating to the desk with the laptop.

Calling anytime after the appointed hour would also be rude: Folks who’d been ready on time would be kept waiting and wondering. Do I have the wrong time? The wrong day? Have they decided they don’t like me?

The conclusion is obvious, innit? Call at the appointed hour. Start the 8:00 call at, well, 8:00.

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Winter-cloud Face

Ah, those pesky clouds of winter: flat layers of darkness. What are they still doing in the sky above me in late April?

Offering me a face, maybe.

A face easier to see in real life than in a photo, as is often the case. Something to do with the contrast, maybe? Anyway, here’s the key:

  • 1 points to the eyes
  • 2 points to the non-distinct nose, or at least to where it should be
  • 3 points to the lips

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Blood Types and Blood Relationships

I’m Rh negative, too.

We are three women chit-chatting over coffee after our synagogue choir sang for a United Church worship service (part of an effort to forge community links). How the conversation moved from “Aren’t the acoustics great?” to “I’m Rh negative, too” will have to remain a mystery. I was there and I have no idea how it happened. I mean, I know how the last step happened: One of the others mentioned their Rh-negative status and the other two of us chimed in. But how did we get to that first comment? I forget.

Worldwide, only 7% of the population is Rh negative, but in Western populations the percentage is higher. About 15% is usually given as the norm, with some groups as high as 25%. So, although it seemed weird to us to be in conversation with two other antigen-type outliers, our group of 30 people might have been expected to have 4 to 7 RH-negatives based on the underlying population.

My niece moved to Berlin, too.

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Is there anything I can do?

I don’t know.
Is there anything you can do?

It’s a smart-alecky scene from an iconic movie franchise, and worth the minute.

It’s not a perfect match, but this scene crossed my mind when a friend sent a link to a cogent gut-punch of an article on helping the “co-survivor of a cardiac arrest”, as the author describes herself. The article starts this way:

“Let me know if you need anything.”

A moment of brutal honesty: I grew to despise that phrase over the course of Will’s cancers and after his sudden cardiac arrest.

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Don’t Give Me that Face

It feels like a real anniversary this year,
because it falls on the same day of the week
as the day we got married.

It was several years ago, but I still remember how one listener nodded, and one looked at me with an oh-good-grief face. You may know that face; I certainly do. It often appears after I’ve said something that I will admit is illogical, but that I would contend is not unreasonable because it captures exactly — Exactly! — how something feels.

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You May Also Need

I’ve commented before on the devilishly clever algorithms that underlie the online shopping experience. It’s the Since-you-like-that-howzabout-this? approach to marketing:

  • where searching for a specific book by an author naturally brings up other books by the same author, and books by other authors in the same genre
  • where searching for a specific brand of hot-chocolate powder understandably generates suggestions about other flavours in the same brand, other brands altogether, and (just a little sideways) marshmallows, sprinkles, and mugs
  • where searching for a non-standard light bulb for an antique floor lamp ($8.99) quite reasonably generates a link to the Globe Rechargeable LED Wall Night Light (White) ($18.99) and the Thule Trailway 4-Bike Hitch Mount Bike Rack (Black) ($399.99)

Wait, what?

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Did we study clouds in school? Was I there?

That doesn’t look
like a winter cloud.

As I get into the car, I’m making explanatory and exculpatory-of-self noises for the delay. I had glanced innocently at the sky and stopped dead in my tracks. For the first time this year, spring was overhead.

As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I wondered (yes, yes, a little late to need) what they meant: Do clouds really look different at different times of year? And even if so, generally, was I right specifically: Did these clouds look like spring?

To the first question Google gives a clear “Yes”:

Are my clouds spring-like? That, alas, is not as clear, even though I did rigorous research on the topic by looking at two articles:

What’s the short form, minus the jargon? Summer clouds tend to be puffy; winter clouds tend to be flat, top and bottom. And spring clouds, which is, ahem, the point of interest here? Transition seasons tend to have a mix of summer and winter clouds. That seems fair, since our temperatures have been a mix of summer and winter, too, bouncing between almost-shirt-sleeve-worthy and cold-to-the-bone, but it doesn’t help me visualize what that mix of clouds would look like.

I can see spelling mistakes at 10 paces, but can I distinguish the muddled continuum of real-world clouds based on textbook/extreme examples of each cloud type? Not so much, and truly, I am no wiser for having looked at these articles. What I wanted was perfectly reasonable: my photo used in one of these articles to illustrate a typical spring cloud. I did not find that.

Did you ever notice that it’s hard to find the exact information you need in the format you want it in, to answer a specific question? The internet is great and all that but I’m beginning to think there’s a role for a human guide here. I’m really not interested in making the effort to get sufficiently up-to-speed on clouds that I could be confident in categorizing this particular cloud, but I’d be happy to pay for 15 minutes with someone who is already at that speed. It’s a general problem, I think, whose solution could be an online trading post, where the credit I earn for contributing spelling-mistakes-identified-at-1o-paces would pay for someone else’s contribution of clouds-categorized-while-you-wait.

In any event, in the absence of said guide or trading post, I did find a nice reflection of whatever kind of clouds these are (a reflection not in any way less wonderful by the photographer not being sure about the season of which the clouds speak), so there’s that. Some days, that that is enough.

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Jews in Baseball Caps

Life? No.
Love? No.
Peace? No.

I’m running through the few Hebrew words that I can recognize when they’re printed without their vowels, the standard practice in all secular uses and in many religious ones. (Is it comms jamming? I don’t think so, but a language written sans vowels is a puzzle to me, for sure. But it is what it is. Onward!) Not surprisingly, these few words are the very ones most likely to be silk-screened onto a t-shirt or stitched onto a baseball cap. That matters, because it’s a baseball cap that I’m looking at.

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Fun, Stressful, Triumphant Trickiness

It can be fun to take photographs, as when I’m able to visit lovely birds and impressive reptiles in a familiar place (also here, here, here, here . . .). It can be stressful, as when my camera inexplicably experiences a catastrophic failure after I’ve persuaded friends to drive for an hour so, um, I can take photographs. It can be partially triumphant, as when I realize that the lens is working even though the viewfinder is not. It can be tricky, as when I try to hold the camera steady in the wind, yet away from my body at a distance sufficient that I can see the screen.

And it can be a relief, as when I get back to my temporary digs and realize that the viewfinder problem was really a problem with my new sunglasses, polarized unbeknownst-to-me, and that some of the photos are OK, unbefacilitated by the wind.

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