Rescue Puppy

Meet the new latest addition to the pack that we busted out of jail about 3 weeks ago for her 4-month birthday. She is a Pure-Bred Tennessee Brindle Labrador Catahoula Shepherd Chow Hound, more commonly known as a Super Mutt.  The photo above is before we had the opportunity to meet, when KC Pet Project found her in the woods struggling to survive.  She is growing fast and there is no telling how big she is going to turn out.  We are prepared for whatever happens.

This more recent photo shows her deep infatuation with ice. No frozen treat is safe around her.  We discovered this when it hailed only a couple of days after she arrived.  She ran into the yard and immediately began to gobble up all the hail stones she could crunch.  It may have more to do with water, in general.  She is in love with this form of liquid, jumping in it, attempting to gobble it all, launching herself into the lake, or just running as fast as she can through it.

As with any child her age, she is curious and playful, easily hurt and offended but not for long, and desperately wants to know her boundaries and is constantly testing them.  This one is definitely a quick learner but obstinate in her own way, coming when is called, when she feels like it.

Water games are not her only pastime, so is fetch, running in circles, chasing her tail, jumping on people, chewing on everything, sniffing and eating everything in her world, hiking with me, and hunting rabbits and squirrels. 

She also developed a crush for the friendly and old pit bull across the street and absolutely loves to romp around with him, testing her strength and agility.  She usually ends up on her back in submission though.  If he is not in sight and she is out front, she will sit and stare at his house waiting for a glimpse of her heartthrob.

There is another too right next door, but she does not get to see that old girl much.  That Staffordshire comes around to visit occasionally though, having her own crush on our pup.

It will be interesting to see how she grows and evolves.

The g-kids are still taking stock.  The oldest rolls on the floor with her giggling while her face is licked incessantly.  The other older two are still a little shy though but love to help walk her and keep her in line.  The youngers are still too young but will probably enjoy her company.

Time will tell.

Anil Dash on The System

"When trying to understand systems, one really eye-opening and fundamental insight is to realize that the machine is never broken." ... a simply basic truth.

I only recently began following this blog and am enjoying these insights from Anil Dash.  His points seem to always strike at the right moment.

We are far past due in reflecting "on the systems around us now that we are cursed with the horrible truth that all of them are working correctly." 

I would suggest that the "system need[s] to be dismantled, so that it can be replaced by a system whose purpose is to do the right thing."

Creeping Deer

She got the dog all worked up this evening, creeping through the trees like that.  This deer did not quite seem to know what to do or where to go, standing frozen for several minutes, finally breaking her gaze long enough to dart off into the bushes.

Lightning above the Trees

A look up at the lightning this evening.  A good capture remained elusive, though this is a pretty satisfying catch.  

Returning Again to Niobrara

Blue skies breaking just on the other side of storms closing in on the hometown were a welcome sign.  This passing front would make sleeping under the stars a bit cooler than had been expected, but not entirely unwelcome in this return to northern Nebraska.

Intent upon arriving at our destination relatively early, we pushed on through Omaha, stopping along the way to satisfy only the most necessary moments in life.   The road out in these parts can wear one down a little though, with mile after beautiful mile of nothing but farmland on either side of the road.  In addition, my navigator had not yet had the opportunity to witness what is undoubtedly one of the most striking Veteran's memorials in the entire country at American Veteran's Park in West Point.  It is a great spot to retire from the road and reflect a moment on the sacrifices made to maintain that road.

No other significant encounters occurred along the way, except to obtain supplies required and much needed sustenance.  Snacks will only take one so far.  Franklin's Bistro in Norfolk will get you the rest of the way, with the unique and interesting flavor combination of peanut butter on a cheeseburger.  The Mushroom Beef Tip Auggies proved quite tasty and their remnants, even more so as kabobs roasted over the campfire.

Niobrara State ParkNiobrara State Park appeared much as it had been left the previous year, and the time before, initially.  The first visit had been at the end of the pandemic, and so a bit more abandoned.  This visit found many of the spots empty before, now full of life.  It was not so much as to be too annoying; only mildly, at first, eventually dissipating.  Campers down the street had a parcel of loud children with them.  They passed into silence with the setting of the sun brought and lighting of a billion stars.  It was about that time that others from across the street wandered into our territory, shouting out a greeting.  An ignoring pause from our camp, then a return greeting with less enthusiasm, encouraged them to keep their distance and consider lingering elsewhere.  They seemed to get the message and we did not hear from them again, thankfully.  It really is best to stay in your space after dark, unless invited.  You never know what you might encounter or how things will play out.  Otherwise, the park remained every bit as beautiful as on previous occasions, with clear starlit skies eventually subdued by a huge, glowing red moon.

This visit enabled more of an opportunity to explore the interior of the park a bit.  My colleague stood her ground, remaining at base camp, enjoying a good read out in the open.  Meanwhile, wandering about the various intersections of the Deer Creek Trail.  It is not so much a loop, or even an out and back, but an interesting wandering through sometimes open grassland and at other times low brush and cedars.  

The clouds we had left behind the previous day renewed their assault the following morning.  Drips from the sky encouraged a quick closing of camp and return to the road for the next leg of this brief adventure.  The only item on the agenda, a visit to one of the most striking archeological sites in the Midwest, which proved itself every bit worth the time and trouble to get there.  There was little of either, actually.  It is only a short 50 km south of Niobrara, generally on the route homeward, and enables a view of a lagerstätten site.  It is a snapshot in time of the typical animals of the area, which were buried in volcanic ash approximately 12 million years ago, during one of the Yellowstone super volcano eruptions.  Different from similar sites, these remains have been uncovered and preserved in place for a 3D view of the situation.

The remainder of the road revealed very little beyond the peaceful small towns and open country of eastern Nebraska.  An old depot in Pierce introduced a moment of amusement.  In North Bend, a veteran memorial close to matching the presentation offered in West Point.  Only a short hop down the road from there, the unique and sublime architecture of a church bearing the same name as one of our local establishments stood firmly under blue skies that persisted throughout the journey; that is, except those murky clouds that began each day.  They were mostly insignificant though, on what turned out to be a quiet slice of bliss on this Memorial Day weekend.

Email Subaddressing

Some mail services support a tag included in the local-part, such that the address is an alias to a prefix of the local-part.

Usually, the characters following a plus and less often the characters following a minus, so fred+bah@domain and fred+foo@domain might end up in the same inbox as fred+@domain or even as fred@domain.

As an example, the address joeuser+tag@example.com denotes the same delivery address as joeuser@example.com.

RFC 5233 refers to this convention as subaddressing, but it is also known as plus addressing, tagged addressing or mail extensions.

This can be useful for tagging emails for sorting, and for spam control.

Addresses of this form, using various separators between the base name and the tag, are supported by several email services, including ...

• Andrew Project (plus)
• Runbox (plus)
• Gmail (plus)
• Rackspace (plus)
• Yahoo! Mail Plus (hyphen)
• Apple's iCloud (plus)
• Outlook.com (plus),
• Proton Mail (plus),
• Fastmail (plus and Subdomain Addressing),
• postale.io (plus),
• Pobox (plus),
• MeMail (plus),
• MMDF (equals)
• Qmail and Courier Mail Server (hyphen)
• Postfix and Exim allow configuring an arbitrary separator from the legal character set.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Email_address#Subaddressing

New Trashy Lawn Service Neighbors

The new neighbors moved in a few months ago and everything seemed great at first.  They were a couple of guys operating a lawn service out of their home, except it was not their home.  It was simply their business.  Even then, that seemed reasonable enough.

Since that time, one of the partners has been driving all over the wrong side of road and into my yard, turning out wide is his massive Tacoma semi-truck.  It rutted out the yard, turning it into a bit of a swamp.

I stopped in one afternoon to give his partner a hint, asking if he had any suggestion on how to safely keep people on the road.  This is the only place in the entire city where folks seem to have difficulty staying on the street.  He had no clue.

The latest adventures have them piling up debris just about everywhere along the frontage and behind the house, essentially just trashing things.

As well, burning debris they bring back from their jobs is almost daily and includes trash, fencing, and other materials unsuitable for the breathing environment.

Calling the city about this last point, they said to call the fire department.  In response to the rest of the points, they are sending someone by today to take a look at all the debris piled around that house and the general state of affairs.

I don't want to be the "Get off my Lawn!" guy, but this is turning me that way.  

It is not that hard to be a good neighbor.

First Excel Copilot

The first thing I thought to use Copilot for in Excel, it proved useless.  After first telling me that it only worked with files saved in OneDrive, it then told me it only works with tables.  

I only wanted it to combine two tabs and it is already more work than I set out to do.

The Grudge Continues

Just tried to ask Crazy Indian Lady a simple question about whether someone was here or not.  She flatly ignored me.  

It has been a year.

Talk about your grudge.