Jul. 14th, 2019

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A couple of years ago I mentioned selling a seventy-year-old radio. My father had set it up for me in my first bedroom; its antenna was a long wire that he rigged to hang along the back yard like a washing line. I remember his surprise when in a technology museum he saw display cases with vacuum tubes; he recognized some of them as being normal components that he knew how to use. I similarly inherited his slide rules, etc.

A common pastime with museum displays for me is spotting items, typically technology or office equipment, that I recall from my childhood. I forgot to mention that belowdecks on the RRS Discovery on Friday I had a couple more instances of such. They weren't exact matches but finds that felt very familiar to me included a wooden box with a sliding lid that one can use as a pencil case or suchlike and an electric desk fan made by the General Electric Company (the English one, not the American General Electric of the Fortune 100) with a horizontal control knob that one slides from one position to another.

It makes sense that my parents' household included some old items. Their early lives were rather austere so their habits were correspondingly frugal and, being most comfortable in analog electronics and light engineering, my father was good at repairing things, even darning his own socks. I would not be surprised if he had acquired the electric fan second-hand and rewired it at some point to extend its life.

Update: Another game I play is to spot my late parents' possessions in period movies. For instance, my father's electro-mechanical calculator crops up in a few. The larger surprise so far was my mother's vacuum cleaner turning up in Under the Shadow (2016).
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It is with some resistance that I indulge society's expectations regarding my appearance, at least insofar as it diverges from how humans naturally are. I am already annoyed that I can't go shopping barefoot. I do bother to trim my wilder ear or eyebrow hairs or whatever but I certainly don't go as far as whitening toothpastes and other cosmetic treatments. I can imagine that I would be even more irritable were I female and implicitly expected by some fancy employer to shave my legs or whatever; my instinctive attitude would be more, you hired a mammal, get over it. Were I in need of prosthetic limbs then I would be one of those who opt for the functional over the subtle regardless of the limbs' capacity to scare children.

The above isn't to say that I am not curious about what is going on with my appearance. I've noticed that especially the sides of my lower front teeth seem rather brown-stained and I wonder what has changed. Is it just a natural part of aging? I wondered if it happened since I started drinking more coffee again. Over recent weeks I have tried rather reducing my coffee consumption, also black tea consumption, but with no perceptible reversion. Perhaps it is simply that the stains are long-lasting or maybe the coffee is irrelevant, I don't know.

I also don't much care at the moment. These days I am employed in a relatively junior role more behind the scenes, I am no longer a project lead traveling for meetings at NASA headquarters or on Wall Street or anything. That kind of thing I am at least fine to put on a suit and tie for. Still, understanding why my teeth's color changed might someday matter again. I am certainly not curious enough to pay any money to whiten my teeth; I probably don't care about the opinion of anybody who judges me on that basis. Reducing my coffee consumption already fits neatly with my habit of trying to go for periods with a low intake of popular psychoactive drugs; I similarly have the occasional week or two of being teetotal.
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I took my driving test in England well before the Hazard Perception Test was introduced. It is a simple computer game in which one watches video, as if from looking from the driver's seat, and must push a button to register that one has noticed each hazard that develops on the road ahead. It sounds like a peculiar game in which the challenge is not to notice the hazard but instead not to register it prematurely, not clicking when it is merely a situation to keep an eye on. It may work best to push the button at around the time even a driver with poor foresight would actually act. One is warned not to over-click but an alternative might be to click a few times while a hazard remains apparent. I wonder how effectively this test turns out to provide additional information about if a new driver's situation assessment is yet adequate. The test is not a precondition for taking driving lessons; our eldest was about ready to take the on-road test before getting around to taking and passing this test.

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