June 15th, 2013


Midnight, not a sound from the pavement

Started out okay, I remembered to take the HUGE cardbard box (broken down) and the litterbox cartridges to the dumpster. Remembered to pack a lunch because I was taking time at lunchtime to have my nails done.

Forgot that at noon-ish the diabetes doctor was supposed to call for an update, so I did not have my Hgl or BP numbers, and couldn't remember them for shit. I know my last two days of home BP readings were off the chart. Doc says come in for a BP screening so I do the math and I can have my nails done, nip home and print out the data and grab the BP meter then go to the screening in Mountain View and still have time to get back to work.

At the time I need to leave for the manicure, I get wrapped up in some coding foo, rush out to the car Just In Time for my tummy to tell me to go back inside and check the plumbing. On my way back I phone the nails place and tell them I'll be 10 minutes late. Turned out to be 15. But Michelle of Michelle's was in the back room finishing lunch and waiting for me. She is gorgeous, and was wearing a cowl neck sweater which showed off enough to be "hey, my eyes are up here" and "but your cleavage is down there".

I'm sure she's married, because she wears a diamond solitaire on each ring finger.

From there to the nearby UPS store, suspenders have arrived. Then home, fire up the PC, download the latest data from my meters, print it out and zoom down Central Expressway to MV.

The BP screening is simple. You wait for 10 minutes, they take a reading. If it is good, you're done, if not, one more 10-minute time out and another reading. While I was waiting I took a reading on my meter, and it was high. Not way high but "wait 10 minutes" high. Called into the test seat, perfectly normal reading. WTF?

Since I had the data printed out I went downstairs to drop it off with Diabetes doc, but he was in and was free to do a full review. Bottom line: my home meter is defective, and I need to drop one of my hypertension meds.

Back to work, managed to get some stuff done on the next very complex test script. Stayed till after 6, part of it researching BP meters online. Stopped off at Fry's to look at USB 3.0 cables and BP meters. They had many brands, 2 or 3 models each, but not the ones I'd researched. Phone alarm goes off - reminding me I was planning on going to Palo Alto for a very special concert. Reilly & Maloney. The story goes like this:
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It was 86° outside, hotter inside (nobody knew how to turn on the aircon), but the place is a circular pavilion with several openable doors, so it wasn't too bad. They played some new pieces, but most of the applause was for the old ones. Palo Alto Cowboy was a sing-along, I only saw three or four people not singing.

Lots of applause, well deserved. Two things I missed is Ginny Reilly did not play the piano, and David Maloney did not break out his uke and sing the Marlene Dietrich classic Falling in Love Again. After the show I told him I had snagged that as an audition piece, and he said they were going to do it tonight but he forgot the uke. Or something. His version is low-key like Marlene's, which makes it all the more hilarious coming from a Senior Citizen™. He gender bent a line to make it more poignant:
"Girls cluster to me like moths around a flame
And if their wings burn I know I'm not to blame"

Maybe next time.

Home, had a dinnerette of frozen pot roast, while watching Restaurant Stake-Out.

Plans for tomorrow:
I have no clue
Pick up another package at UPS
Unload the dryer and put away the whites
I suppose I could go to Vallejo for Pirate Fest, but that's a long way to drive

Zzzzzzs acquired

Was up well past 2 am, several distractions after the concert. Alarm went off at 7, should not have done that on a Saturday. Back to sleep, Awake for real at about 10. Let the cats into the bedroom, turned on the bedroom TV and settled in to watch. Domino jumped up on the bed first, parked lower right. Kaan took the upper left pillow, and decided to dig at whatever was under it. There wasn't anything.

Domino put up with having some mats cut out of her. She has an incredibly fine undercoat and lately has given up on grooming anything except her paws. Things get too tangled too easily.

Went online, looked at Consumer Reports for BP monitors and their analysis is whacked. Meters I know are trash they gave excellent ratings to. OEM meters from Rite Aid and CVS were near the top, behind the defective model I just threw out.

Found one which looks like a cell phone, has a docking station, and an app for grabbing the data. Most of the meter companies have killed their USB-connectible products. Boo Hiss. The data is in the machine's memory, no reason not to make it available to a spreadsheet.

Anyhow, walmart web site says they have it, so I put Walmart on my todo list.

But first there was the long-delayed sweeping of the patio. 5 months of leaf blowers made the patio a minefield of crunchy leaves. So I went out there and swept, and discovered that it wasn't just leaves, there was a thick layer of fine dirt. Took about an hour to get the place sort of swept. Probably also needs to be mopped.

I let Domino out there for a while, she confirmed there was no way out for her, but I think Kaan can leap the wall. Not sure I am ready to see. Maybe tomorrow I'll go to the nursery and pick up a bunch of window boxes and hummingbird-friendly plants to put up on the wall to make it less jump-able.

Waiting at the newest Starbucks for Janice. We chat once a week when we are both in town.