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We started subscribing to the New Yorker again a couple of years ago. I was always wary about it because a new issue arrives every week. You have to keep up or they bury you fast. Then it becomes a chore.

But I learned that the New Yorker is perfect for reading on the bus. My habit is to start the previous week’s issue on Monday and usually by Tuesday on the way home I can finish.

If I get behind, I skim. If I don’t like an article, I skip to the next one. No saving anything for later.

When I’m done I give them to Bob. This is his stack. In June he had a stack this big that he was aggravated about. He asked me if there was anything good he shouldn’t miss, as if I could remember. Now I put a Post-In on the cover if I think there’s an article he would like. He leaves it as a chore.

I usually wear my clothes more than once before washing. One weekend after my sweetheart had done about 4 giants loads that ended up being his clothes he came and asked me why I never had any dirty clothes.

And the answer is, I do. But not nearly the volume that he has. Plus most of my work clothes are dry clean.

This morning I put on this shirt and it smelled like it spent the night in a pizza factory. I haven’t been to a pizza factory nor have I made pizza or anything that smells like pizza. So this shirt has an exciting life of its own.

I can’t remember if I wrote about updating my operating system over the holiday. I still hadn’t finished educating myself from updating my operating system during the 2013 holiday. I’m not clear why we need to update things so often. If I could link to a New Yorker cartoon, I would link to the one that says: “Oh great. More innovative variations on things.”

Once I finished the book that guided me through the upgrade, I moved to my “using your new operating system” book and when I looked at the page that told me all the new things it could do I said: why would I want to do that?

Text from my computer? Start an email on one device and move seamlessly to finishing it on another device? (I typo’d that as “seemlessly.” There’s a joke in there somewhere.) When I’m searching my desktop I can get results from the web. wuh?

I like the tabs in the finder window. I’m only on page 14 of a 77 page book so there may be other things I like.

Progress on the Project of Forever:

This is my other story about subscribing to the New Yorker. In the back of the magazine there are cute little interesting ads. Sometimes you can’t even tell what the ad is about. I like to check the URLs to see what they are.

There was one ad for buying original art. Oh, I like original art.

I got to the website and there was a button you could click for art work under $25,000. I realized I was not the target audience.

Later I was telling Bob this about this and I told him they had art in a style that we’d seen before in museums.

“You know,” I said, “It’s called … um … it’s called … The Boat Painters.”

He keeled over laughing because (a) he knew exactly what I was talking about and (b) it’s called The Hudson River School.

(If you haven’t heard the story there was another time when I was telling him I’d heard something about a band he liked. I said, “It’s called something something big world.” It was actually called Karl Denson’s Tiny Universe. But he knew what I meant.)

This was my first daffodil although I’ve got a few more since I took this photo. I had to crouch down and I was in a hurry so it’s not a great shot.

WHEW! I didn’t win the billboard contest.

I have a whole bunch of stuff to post about (trip to Seattle, Timbers game) but I haven’t had time to prepare the accompanying photos so this is a quick space-filler post.

I know I always bitch and moan about how much stuff I have sitting around, waiting to be read but I’m always on the lookout for something good to read.

At one point we got the New Yorker and I loved it, except that it comes every week and I have to go through the whole thing. Either it took up most of my weekly reading time OR it piled up and caused me anxiety about how it piled up. I’m sure there are numerous posts about that in the archives.

I was reading the fiction online until recently it seemed like whatever I wanted to read was locked up. Then I thought, I want to support publishing, maybe I can get a subscription so I can just read stuff online.

Bikes, Downtown Portland near library.

You cannot. You can only get a print subscription and when you do it online you are signed up for automatic renewal unless you notify them two months ahead of time that you don’t want to renew. Also you get a stupid free bag. Anyone out there in need of another free bag? Our coat tree is almost collapsing under the weight of all the free bags we have at the office. I won’t even get started on all the free bags we have at home.

How hard is it to come up with an electronic subscription option?

Maybe I already have a free one with my library card. I’ll have to check on that.