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mallorys_cameraMay and the first part of June were the coolest & wettest I can remember in a long while.
But some time in the middle of last night, a high-pressure dome descended upon the quaint & scenic Hudson Valley like a bell jar trapping taxonomic specimens.
Gonna be hot.
Gonna be uncomfortable.
I'm gonna have to be out of the house by 6 am each morning to avoid getting heat stroke when I garden.
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Meanwhile, I did not leave the house yesterday despite good intentions.
I Remunerated virtuously throughout the day and when I met my quota—1,500 words—reluctantly slid on my leggings and prepared to leave for the gym.
But it was raining when I got into my car and raining even harder when I got to the turn-off for Highway 52, and I reminded myself: You don't like driving in the rain!
In fact, I don't like driving anywhere! I grew up in New York City where there's a perfectly wonderful public transportation system and as far as I'm concerned, no reason at all to have anything to do with automobiles.
I was nearly 30 by the time I learned to drive. I was living in California by then, and you cannot live in California without driving. Learning to drive was one of the bravest things I've ever done because honestly—when I think about zooming down a highway at 60 mph in a contraption of metal & plastic, it seems fraught with danger to me. But I did it because I had to—look at me! Pioneer woman! Laura Ingalls Wilder ain't got nothin' on me-ee-eee!—and I'm glad that I did. But I've never been particularly comfortable driving.
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Also, I'm not big on exercising for exercise's sake.
I raced bicycles for many years, and I used to love that. And as recently as when I lived in Ithaca, I was riding 20 miles a day.
But here even though I live in the country, the roads teem with automobiles, and their drivers seem pretty feckless. Riding a bicycle seems like it would be pretty dangerous for an old lady like me.
So, it's the occasional tromp and gym sessions that keep old Donkey Body (smokingboot™) strong.
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Anyway, I used the rain as an excuse not to exercise!
I wasn't sorry.
But I did feel guilty.
###
Back at the casa, I started futzing with an AI video generator.
I had an idea! Enchanted castle, magical cats, mouse l'orange served on golden plate. Warrior princess about seven years old comes to visit.
It was around 7 pm when I started futzing.
And then the AI video generator shot me a message: You are running out of computing seconds! Would you like to invest [$ize of $um goes here. Not huge by the way! But probably more than I should be frittering away regularly] in more computing seconds?
I glanced at the clock.
It was 11 pm. I had spent four hours blissfully in The Zone!!!!
###
Now, I'm not claiming to be particularly talented at generating AI videos.
Nor am I claiming that anything I produce has the slightest artistic merit.
But I must say, The Zone's a wonderful place! Playing with this technology completely absorbs me & is lots of fun! Yes, it is a lot like playing the funnest video game you can possibly imagine.
And the apres-glow carries over.
I'm in fine spirits this morning.
Despite the (soon-to-be oppressive) heat.
But some time in the middle of last night, a high-pressure dome descended upon the quaint & scenic Hudson Valley like a bell jar trapping taxonomic specimens.
Gonna be hot.
Gonna be uncomfortable.
I'm gonna have to be out of the house by 6 am each morning to avoid getting heat stroke when I garden.
###
Meanwhile, I did not leave the house yesterday despite good intentions.
I Remunerated virtuously throughout the day and when I met my quota—1,500 words—reluctantly slid on my leggings and prepared to leave for the gym.
But it was raining when I got into my car and raining even harder when I got to the turn-off for Highway 52, and I reminded myself: You don't like driving in the rain!
In fact, I don't like driving anywhere! I grew up in New York City where there's a perfectly wonderful public transportation system and as far as I'm concerned, no reason at all to have anything to do with automobiles.
I was nearly 30 by the time I learned to drive. I was living in California by then, and you cannot live in California without driving. Learning to drive was one of the bravest things I've ever done because honestly—when I think about zooming down a highway at 60 mph in a contraption of metal & plastic, it seems fraught with danger to me. But I did it because I had to—look at me! Pioneer woman! Laura Ingalls Wilder ain't got nothin' on me-ee-eee!—and I'm glad that I did. But I've never been particularly comfortable driving.
###
Also, I'm not big on exercising for exercise's sake.
I raced bicycles for many years, and I used to love that. And as recently as when I lived in Ithaca, I was riding 20 miles a day.
But here even though I live in the country, the roads teem with automobiles, and their drivers seem pretty feckless. Riding a bicycle seems like it would be pretty dangerous for an old lady like me.
So, it's the occasional tromp and gym sessions that keep old Donkey Body (
smokingboot™) strong.###
Anyway, I used the rain as an excuse not to exercise!
I wasn't sorry.
But I did feel guilty.
###
Back at the casa, I started futzing with an AI video generator.
I had an idea! Enchanted castle, magical cats, mouse l'orange served on golden plate. Warrior princess about seven years old comes to visit.
It was around 7 pm when I started futzing.
And then the AI video generator shot me a message: You are running out of computing seconds! Would you like to invest [$ize of $um goes here. Not huge by the way! But probably more than I should be frittering away regularly] in more computing seconds?
I glanced at the clock.
It was 11 pm. I had spent four hours blissfully in The Zone!!!!
###
Now, I'm not claiming to be particularly talented at generating AI videos.
Nor am I claiming that anything I produce has the slightest artistic merit.
But I must say, The Zone's a wonderful place! Playing with this technology completely absorbs me & is lots of fun! Yes, it is a lot like playing the funnest video game you can possibly imagine.
And the apres-glow carries over.
I'm in fine spirits this morning.
Despite the (soon-to-be oppressive) heat.
