Best Massage Ever

Up early, Spot was being annoying at 6:30. Out early, at work early. AG phoned an hour later than usual, I had already been working for half an hour.

More interns in the break room, there was a massive breakfast buffet at the other end of the building but some of them still came over to eat.

Continued testing the new small device, did not get done because there were too many bugs and glitches which needed re-testing. The screen saver wasn't working, and it needs to be tested set for 5, 15 & 30 minutes. When it failed at 5, I had to see if it worked with a movie paused and with a YouTube video paused. A factory reset cleared up one major issue with wi-fi.

Lunch was a chicken with pesto pasta steamer. Not bad at all. Strawberries for dessert.

Boss pinged me to find out if she should demo the small unit (she has another one) but I think my answer was no. I'm pretty much done with the every other week TGIF at Hole 2. One was enough, and they mostly demo things I have tested.

Had a jones to get a massage, first one since the pacemaker. Stopped off at UPS in MV to drop off the bricked tablet, then down the block to the ATM, fighting sciatica all the way. Went to my formerly favorite massage place, but it's under new ownership with new therapists, so I just went in for a sample, and got someone who had no idea what she was doing. So then a long drive to place I used to go to when I worked in Santa Clara. Therapist recognized me from more than a year ago, was amused by my gold nail polish, understood my directions about going easy on upper body because of the pacemaker, and gave the most amazing rubdown ever.

Home, delivered was the replacement tablet. Spot met me at the door. Spook is parked under the corner platform in the piano room. Not optimal, but at least she isn't hiding in a closet or under the futon.

Heated up some of the crock pot beef stew over rice, ice cream for dessert.

Watched the news, mostly FFed over fake news and fires. And too much weather. No PTI today.

Spooned the stew into 4 storage containers, about half-filled, and put 1 in the fridge, the rest in the freezer. Then got the chicken out of the fridge and put 2 pieces each into freezer bags. Two of those went into the fridge's freezer, the rest into the freezer freezer.

Somewhere in there I unpacked the tablet, plugged it in and started it downloading from backups. Lots more to do because the backup doesn't put the apps back onto the right screens, it lumps them all behind the home screen, and Samsung also packs in a lot of bloatware.

Plans for tomorrow:
Dishwasher
Call Kaiser santa clara and go for an EKG if they do them on Saturdays
Screenwriters meetup in SJ, help read from scripts
Set up the dashcam

Warmth

Up at the crack of 9, already 75° out, and aiming at 100. Not a good day for a long drive through garlic country, so Plan A-prime. Called Kaiser, but they don't do EKGs on weekends, so that will have to wait till Monday.

Mostly spent time online and channel surfing. Forgot to have lunch thanks to setting up the dash cam taking a while. Only got as far as charging it and setting parameters, too hot outside to install it.

Also spent some time making the replacement tablet look like the previous one.

Ran a load of heavy laundry, jeans & t-shirts and also loaded the dishwasher.

2-ish, headed to San Jose Rose Garden library branch, which is pretty new. Screenwriters' meetup, I was hoping to help read from scripts, but there were none so the host played the first half hour of Raiders of the Lost Ark and the 6 of us talked about its structure and how very little actual dialog it has. Only 2 regulars, they meet weekly. I'll wait till they get back to reading.

Home, stopped of for gas in case I take that trip tomorrow. The Ford C-max Energi has a no-overrun gas tube which is also a no-workie gas tube. Have to finesse the gas in, can't use the pump's auto shut-off gadget. 5 gallons should be enough. In theory that's 400 miles.

Delivered was the NBA soda can sleeve and the ancestry.com DNA kit.

So I spend almost an hour getting enough spit into the kit, go online to register it, and they won't let me. Puzzled, I log into the site, and see that I already have DNA matches. And messages from people who think they are related (but aren't). Looked in my email bucket and it seems I did the test in 2013, and they don't let you do it twice. So I'm out $70+ because I used the kit.  :-(

I did reply to someone who did have a connection. My father had a sister who married a guy, they had two developmentally disabled children, moved to Florida, where she died in a facility for the criminally insane. The guy was also a few fries short of a happy meal, and he passed away a few years later. I don't remember if they divorced or not. Anyhow the query was from his niece - her mother was his sister. I didn't even know he had a sister. Or it could just be a different guy with the same name.

Too dark to install the dashcam, maybe tomorrow.

Got another 50th high school reunion update email message, we were The Vikings­™ and what they do is fill viking ships with yearbook photos of each person who is going. So far nobody I'd skip a day of work to see. There are a handful, but none of them are going. My girlfriend is in the next class, and she has me as a FB friend and we've chatted on the phone. She lives in Idaho. The girl I had a crush on, the one who seduced her crush the night of the prom and had his baby (he was engaged to someone else, she didn't want to break them up) got married late and moved to Alaska.

The new Jockey shorts are too big. I filled out a return form, and they were supposed to email me a label, but didn't. Meanwhile I ordered a smaller size, but they changed what colors are available. But I did get a 30% discount for being on their email list.

Expecting my Amazon subscription items to arrive Monday.

Plans for tomorrow:
Check the weather.
If it's cool enough, install the dash cam, put the fishing gear & camera in the car and drive ~ 2 hours to Coyote Lake.
If it looks to be 95+ down there, either stay home or see a movie or something. Maybe go to baylands park & read more of the Hugo nominee about the time when hippos were bred for meat and there were hippoboys and hippogirls. And the Mississippi was infested with feral hippos. Unfortunately, one of the obviously not plural hippo riders is being referred to as "they". Highly annoying.
Maybe try to make sourdough starter again, but this time keep it small.