Watching A King’s Story (Amazon Prime) and Some Like It Hot (Paramount+ ?) intermittently. Upset gut, from lots of coffee, with some chocolate syrupt, along with Entenmann’s crumbcakes and then some canned chicken noodle soup. Yesterday I had pizza and granola bars and chocolate milk. Just now developing diarrhea, running out of TP.
I got home yesterday, Saturday, around 1 p.m. and slept so soundly, in bouts of a few hours at a time, that when I woke last night around ten I wandered about wondering whether it was Monday morning or Monday night. How did I miss the Sunday news programs?
Finally I got squared away and slept a little more till Sunday (for Sunday it soon was and is) morning.
Worn out from setting up and taking down split mats and decoders in the bitter 20º cold yesterday in Central Park, I rode the subway from 100th St, and it was abysmally slow. An A train running downtown, slower than the slowest C. I was seized by a fit of sneezing, so got off at 86th, thinking maybe I’d catch a bus down Broadway. Instead I walked all the way (good therapy, I think, after the exercise in the cold morning, from 2:28 a.m. to 12 p.m.) but stpped off for a bite at a Two Boots I’d never noticed before, at W 72nd St. I had two huge slices that came to $9.90 but were the best under-$10 lunch I’ll ever have.
No liquor. I am on my 4th day on the wagon. Not entirely intentionally, but no alcohol at all. I may break this fast tonight or tomorrow but it certainly enhanced mt sleep, as no doubt did the half Ceterizine I took yesterday when I finally arrived home.
My station during yesterday’s HM (‘Big Apple’) was the 5km split, very lonely up there, my Lasker Rink, just off McGowan’s Pass. I had to set up the mats and decoder, and improvise how to wire-up the antenna cables. Still don’t think I did it right. Nobody thought to provide a diagram of how to wire these mats. Experienced people seem to start with the furthest-out map and longest coax cable, marked Y #4, starting at the bottom of the grooved inside of the mat, and moving up one channel in these rubber mat grooves, with each mat. This however is illogical and counterintuitive when you start out. Then it makes sense to begin with #1 in the closest mat, which doesn’t shift grooves at all, it simply extends from mat 1 to the decoder. Then #2 shifts up one groove when it moves from mat 2 to mat 1, so it’s just north of cable #1 when it emerges from mat 1 to go to the decoder. So on so forth with mats and cables for 3 and 4. When I am more experienced I may make up a drawing for this.
Angry old man on a bicycle was growling at me as I was de-cabling the mats around 11 a.m. “Is this a New York Road Runners race?” I said, and he went on to grouse about how the U-Haul van on the hill was cramping his style. Well, he should complain to the Park or the City, because they’re taking an awful long time, supposedly rebuilding the clubhouse at Lasker Pool to add more toilets.
Emily K came and spelled me for a half-hour while I went up to take a pee in a portapotty up by the fluids tables near the 102nd Transverse. A relief to see her again in the blue van when she came by to get the disassembled mats etc. I could have taken off then, but went to help her and Aaron take apart and load in the 15k split pieces.
Was talking to Grimm a couple of days ago about boo, but no recent replies from him. I will send him a query shortly. I suggested we do a deal today, but I’m not in any mood or condition for that right now.
