Today is--somehow--my tenth anniversary* as a changeringer.

* Well, with a couple of caveats. This excludes, obviously, trying to learn change ringing back when I was 14. And I'm using July 1 as a convenient approximation, in much the same way as sorcyress uses their birthday. I know had already been to a practice or two at Advent before I went to Old North the first time, which I think was on July 4; so the first time with a rope in my hands may have been July 1, or it may have been a Wednesday or two before then. The earliest reference I can find to ringing is a blog post from July 16 [Locked]--but I'd clearly been ringing for some time at that point.
...I should probably check the Log Guest book at CotA, huh.

Waitasecond wtf.
Boris &^(*&%ing Johnson is descended from E.A. Lowe, a.k.a. mentor of my paleography mentor?????

In a reminder of just how bloody long the job process can take, a job I applied for 4.5 weeks ago JUST got back to me to schedule an interview.

I felt strongly that for the John Roberts Memorial Panel at NEFFA, we should sing Candlemas Eve, because it's a song about springtime and about things changing, as the old gets replaced by the new.

AAANND that's how I wound up singing it--solo-in front of two people who'd f'in toured with John and Tony, and at least one person who knew them in grad. school.

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CoViD levels: Up to 400 Bobcat-Robots. Which is still FAIRLY low.

Ugh, why does everything connected with job applications have to act like steroids for my executive dysfunction?

CoViD Levels (as of 18 Feb.): Down marginally, to maybe 370 Bobcat-Robots.

CoViD Levels (as of 6 Feb.): Down marginally to maybe 560 Bobcat-Robots.

The Decembrists' "This Is Why We Fight" on repeat.
(Even though I don't know how I'm supposed to fight. Send articles by The Rude Pundit to my congressional delegation? Protest outside a state capitol full of people who mostly agree with me?)

"Calamity Song" on infinite repeat.