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Yesterday the validator caught a low survey volume issue, which caused a problem downstream at repair time with the identifier lists. Fixed it. Looked over the additional testing notes T put in the beta file, and generated a new GitHub issue for one of them.

Started the laundry, then cleaned up the back porch a bit. Took the folding table down to the patio, hooked up the hose, and washed it down thoroughly. Retired the sketchy “Vegetables” scrub brush to a life of utilitarian cleaning instead.

P went to the first farmers market of the season and got our who cooks order, a loaf of sourdough, and cheese. The radishes from who cooks are enormous; I think P’s going to pickle then. The market has some traffic control measures in place for the pandemic, but they’re going to have to add gating or something once the season gets in full swing. The workaround they have for cashless is also pretty dubious. We’ll make it work.

P and I hung the laundry out on the line, since it was a beautiful day for it. Lunch, then crossword. I hung the second load out, then switched to working on the White. I made some progress on polishing the drive wheel; a hard felt pad seems to work much better than a soft one, and I figured out how to clean the pad with sandpaper in between passes. Now I’m much more confident that I’ll be able to get a mirror finish.

City of Brass sure has some topical themes in it.

Early dinner, DS9, snack, sleep. Dreamt of gymnastics recitals, tween girls cutting class to get milkshakes together, bending surveillance capitalism toward justice, gentle conditioning, chickening out, sewing with friends, car coats, short skirts, photography finals, finding light in dark places.