Month: October 2019

Just took a personality assessment for a job in Boston. What hogwash.

Attended the Master Gardeners Autumn Forum at the Harwich Community Center yesterday.

The workshops were pretty good, but the keynote was weird: titled “Gardening in Small Spaces”, it featured the properties of the veddy veddy rich or at least the veddy veddy comfortably well off. Belmont, for example, where I saw a listing today in the high $500’s for a tear-down.

Did laundry today, changed sheets. Ron and I had a fight about the shower door. Of course.

Getting back to studying and practicing.

In the law, this pertains to a doctrine known as Standard of Review. Just to cut through the legalese, a standard of review is a statement by the law of which person bears the burden of proof, and how much proof, or what degree their evidence must raise, before they are deemed to have met that burden.

And I mention that doctrine because, as Ta-Nehisi Coates once pointed out, the most common form of bigotry isn’t overt or simplistic hatred. It’s varying the standard of review to whatever standard is required for me to disconfirm the uncomfortable truth you just uttered.

Jezebel

I’ve spent some time cleaning out over 1700 unread emails. Down to a relative handful until the backlog builds up again.

Mowed the front and back today. We did laundry.

Ron is working on the shower stall: again. He gave up.

Comfort food for supper: Beyond Burgers and pasta with homemade sauce.

Peter’s having a bad week. Had the broken tooth pulled today, but is still not feeling well. Not good, not at all.

“Saint John described leaving Uber for Endeavor in part because of a culture prone to microaggressions — everyday verbal and emotional indignities directed, sometimes unintentionally, toward marginalized groups.

“The challenges of being black, of being a woman in an environment like that were too overwhelming,” she said. “And at some point you realize that you can’t sacrifice yourself for the cause.”

Happy the Selectman election is over. A good candidate won; not our choice, but a good person nonetheless.

Peter ‘s been dealing with an infected jaw, result of a broken tooth. He’s been taking antibiotics, has appointment with an oral surgeon tomorrow.

Interview went poorly and don’t care; turned out I’d be working for a consulting firm, which I don’t want. I’m looking forward to studying for 70-483 and if I pass, maybe another exam.

Good conversation with David Vieira on Monday. He filled me in on the workings of the political Town Committees and some of his family history as well. His energy level is remarkable!

Had a yen for hash browns and made some yesterday, one with butter, one without. Better with butter, if only because it added a little salt.

We’ve managed, barely, to keep our heads above water until Ron got his pension payments yesterday. Thank you, Cal and IA.