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The lightning bolt photo is sort of laughable, in retrospect. I'll still share when I get a chance.
Amazing thunderstorms rocked us to sleep last night. Actually, I couldn't sleep, it was so intense. The radar was purple! The worst of it passed right through our neighborhood in four distinct waves. We had two or three lightning strikes right by the house, the kind where you can hear the atmosphere tearing apart and crackling in the fractal form of the discharge and then the fist of God comes BOOOOOM.
I got my first picture of a lightning bolt! I'll try to add it this weekend.
This weekend we need to build a trellis—our tomato vines are growing fast! Tomorrow for Father's Day I get to pick out a hike for the family to take. It's going to be the first hottest day of Summer so I'm thinking someplace shady. Maybe the walk to Walney Pond at Ellanor C. Lawrence park.
Where's the beef?!
Is coffee a food? I got nothing. Lettuce, maybe. It took me a long time to really get lettuce. I get it now.
I put some work into cleaning up my desk a few months after reading Getting Things Done and then again after taking posession of that nice 20" LCD, and I'm pretty happy with it.
The keyboard is bluetooth, so I can easily set it aside to acheive 3'x1' of clear workspace. On the left goes the phone, mug of pens, blank post-its and index cards. On the right are my trays: In, Action, Review, and some blank tablets at the bottom to grab for notes and meetings. I'd like to do a better job with the cables.
Mail.app can be very smart about attachments. Here's how to configure your Mail Downloads folder so that attachments are handy when you need them.
- Open Mail's Preferences, under the Mail menu.
- For 'Downloads Folder', select other and locate your Desktop (look for that blue icon).
- Ok!
Now when you open an attachment from a mail message, Mail.app will put a copy of it onto the Desktop for you to review, file, or delete as you like.
Just one book on the virtual nightstand (nothing actually gets left on the nightstand because there's usually a small plastic cup of water that appears there when the kids migrate over in the middle of the night, and we have a young cat who is a bit reckless in jumping and also likes to dip his paw into glasses, and anyway I don't generally read in bed, by the time I make it to the beddroom I'm ready to fall asleep immediately): The Power of Now by Neil Fiore. It's pretty good—if you think you might be able to get something from it, you should pick it up.
