A Tale of Two Vision Centers (still in progress)

Time for new glasses. Oh, not a big difference in vision, but the scratch-resistant coating on these polycarb lenses is wearing off. In patches. *argh* So. . . back at place used for these glasses. Would not (or too incompetent to) find our vision coverage (it was there, and they were “in system,” but the “worker” never looked past the first layer). OK. Went somewhere we’d never used before (and never thought we would—part of a discount place).

O.D. was more thorough than I’d ever experienced, and very helpful. Nice enough. Manager handled my lenses/frames selections very well (though there were two other workers free ¯\_(“/)_/¯ Fo gigure), and included some measurements the other place had not in the past.

Also: 2 pairs (one sunglasses) for $300 less than one pair at other place last time I got glasses. Including the insurance my Wonder Woman suggested (was that a hint? *heh*).

Now, all that’s needed is for the actual glasses (well, polycarbs 😉 ) to come in and be up to the standard that has been set by the workers I interacted with.

Updated Children’s Song?

With the apparent collapse of society including “grooming” childrn in grade school, maybe the lyrics to “Head and Shoulders, Knees and Toes” should be modded to “Fists and elbows, knees and feet” with plenty of dojo time subbed in place of “grooming” time in kindergarten and grades 1-. . . 12?

López-Escobar, Borel Sets and Polish Spaces, Oh My!

Just Another Tuesday. *heh*

I feel my mental cogs slipping day by day, so I play memory/card games, read papers (mostly pubmed, given age/health stuff), and try to  keep any math I do “between my ears” (though I do account balances/reconciliations on paper).

But still. . . while I can recall mor advanced math concepts, performing actual advanced math is. . . not so much in my wheelhouse, nowadays. *sigh* Neglected for years, such things are all fog, now, and I’m left with simply checking basic math/stats in the papers I read for entertainment and information: my own lil “edutainment” program.

Oh, well. Heading off fairly gently into that good night, I guess.

Against Stupidity. . .

There are comment threads on social media that seem designed to be proof that Mark Twain was right when he said, “No amount of evidence will ever persuade an idiot,” and that Schiller expressed an eternal truth [via Talbot in “Maid of Orleans”] when he wrote, “Against stupidity, the gods themselves contend in vain.”

Sadly, more and more, social media seems all too often to reflect the real world society around us. . . *sigh*

Probably Won’t Do This, butt. . .

Saw Aussie Lap Puppy licking my Wonder Woman’s cat’s butt again, and thought, “Hey! Could save $$ on toilet paper if. . . ” Nah. While it would be a $$-saver, I just think. . . nah. After all, I have enough problems with his “cat-butt tongue kisses” already.

Appropriate Attire ;-)

So. . . my “summer weight” Propper™ pants aren’t really. Summer weight, that is, at least when the humidity is as high as it is. Trading out for a cheaper pair of pants that are cheaper primarily because the fabric is so thin. Yeh, not great work pants (and four pockets short of the 12 pockets in the Propper™ pants), but the light weight and breathability make ’em more comfortable to wear for yard work. ¯\_(“/)_/¯ Tradeoffs. Oh, well. (And blue jeans? REAL “sweltering sweat catchers.” Just no. *heh*)