Him-guy and the Dudes of the Universe

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Yesterday the meta cache updater broke for good. B and I spent most of the day on parallel tracks to fix it; he temporarily increased the timeouts in the server configuration to solve the immediate problem, and I had a PR ready by end of day for a more permanent repair. In the cracks I made another batch of nut and seed bars, patched the hackathon code (Linus was an asshole but the git patching system is a dream to use even for a beginner like me), and built out the synthetic dataset into last-7-days files resembling the ones we download from qualtrics every day.

Dinner, DS9 while P mowed the lawn and did another pass on the sour cherry tree (we did the crossword after lunch; challenging NW corner), caught a sale on cotton voile and picked up a bunch for summer sleep shorts for both P and me, snack, sleep. Dreamt of steel guitars, gas fireplaces, restoring an old manor and estate, being ridiculously good at roller blades, feral sheep, being included as old guard in an email thread on restarting a grad student musician’s group, a spooky ghost open house offering sparkling pickle brine but then disappearing.