The Ologies episode on virology is good

Yesterday I struggled to get the rust and pitting off the underside of the throat plate with the dremel and buffing compound, so I broke out the sandpaper. 80, 120, and 160 grit, worked great. I cleaned the top tension mechanism, including taking apart everything not attached to the spring, and found that a previous restorer had put the curved washer on the wrong side of the face plate. After cleaning I reassembled it properly, then reorganized my work area to start on the body of the machine. I took off the knob on the reverse lever so I could remove the face plate for the stitch length selector panel, which has a pebbled finish full of gunk. So that’s today.

My new alarms for “eat something” are starting to work, as I stayed more or less on schedule all day. Dinner was rice berry and vegetables, which worked great. Crossword was after lunch. DS9, snack, sleep. Dreamt of crushes, some kind of urban quarter in the Caribbean, a literal hole in the wall Chinese restaurant, a hybrid X games speed skating community, grange fairs, birthday champagne, Russian pet shops and dorms, pez dispensers, the school from the Madeline books.