I have no idea what to write about.
Almost anything you can write about the pandemic -- worldwide, nations, state or local response to is, or what individuals can or should do -- has become politicized. People who once responded to "no guns" signs at businesses by taking their custom elsewhere (and possibly leaving a card explaining why) now flout "please wear a mask" signs at businesses and express outrage when they get so much as a dirty look for it. (You do realize that the supermarket checker's not getting much above minimum wage for being exposed to every grimy or squeaky-clean citizen with a yen to buy a "bottle of anything and a glazed donut," right? You want there to be people still willing to do that job competently in the future, don't you?)
There's no resolving the question in advance, so to hell with that. As a species, we will run the experiment, with the bold taking risks while the timid (count me in that group) take notes. Time will tell -- and it may tell us that such a mixed response is the best way for humanity to get through this. No matter what we do, the individual cost has already been high and it will get higher. There is no magic reset.
Meanwhile, I've been -- playing. I have wanted to try working with printable decal paper for awhile now and this morning, my first effort went from printed and clear-sprayed page to getting cut out and applied to the front (and top) panel of a little project. The decals need several hours or more to dry, and then I can spray clear lacquer over the whole thing.
And the wall-wart for my big-name flatbed scanner has been recalled. So I have taken a pictire of the ID sticker on the thing and need to get the S/N and model number from my scanner to see if [Big Name] will send a replacement. Like everything else in my office, the flatbed scanner is crowded into a corner, so getting at the bottom to find the numbers will be a small project.
Small projects are about all I'm feeling okay about at present.
BUILDING A 1:1 BALUN
1 month ago