The Fluffbucket Diaries

Reading: The Death of the Sick Day (The New York Times)

The shifting definition and expanding mobility of the office — thanks to remote work and the rise of contractors in the gig economy — is also making the sick day somewhat passé, at least for some jobs.

Reading: Smartphone users warned to be careful of the Antichrist (BBC)

”Every time you use your gadget, whether you like it or not … somebody can find out exactly where you are, exactly what your interests are and exactly what you are scared of.”

Insert Facebook joke here.

Reading: ‘Voice of the forest’: George the snail, last of his kind, dies at age 14 (Guardian)

This is actually a sad story of biodiversity in danger. Also sad to see no funeral will be held.

Sifting through old photos. I believe F was in second grade when she tried to explain feline visual powers.

Reading: What’s behind the confidence of the incompetent? This suddenly popular psychological phenomenon. (Washington Post)

Oddly enough, interest in the Dunning-Kruger effect has spiked in recent years.

Reading: Opus Dei paid $977,000 to settle sexual misconduct claim against prominent Catholic priest (Washington Post)

Sigh.

My Micro Monday recommendation (first one in a while): @MissPidge, a fine artist, serial photographer, and creator of New Yorker-style cartoons who just joined MB. Deb makes two people I actually know F2F here on Micro.blog, and I can definitely vouch for her interestingness. :)

Totally want one of these “It’s an honor just to be Asian” T-shirts.

Finally lying down after falling off our porch earlier this afternoon. Didn’t hit my head, fortunately, but I lurched my head forward to avoid exactly that, and now the base of my neck hurts.

At least it was a mild day today. 😐

Reading: Confessions of a conflicted Chargers fan (NBC San Diego)

Written last month, even more applicable now that the team has upset Baltimore. I disowned the team after the owners moved them out of my hometown, but I still love the actual players. This is killing me.

I attend an Episcopal church that is more Catholic than most Roman churches I know. Yet my holiest friend, my dearest spiritual companion from whom I learn the most about being a Christian, is an evangelical Anglican.

For some reason, this tickles me.

Reading: Hundreds of TSA screeners, working without pay, calling out sick at major airports (CNN)

The husband cleaned up his side of the bed and unearthed some old Frannie reading. He decided to share it on my nightstand.

Reading: Depression in girls linked to higher use of social media (Guardian)

“Bohemian Rhapsody” (which I still want to see while it’s in theaters) is reportedly sweeping Japan and South Korea. What is Korean for “Scaramouche, Scaramouche, can you do the fandango”?

“… you can’t expect to wield supreme executive power just because some watery tart threw a sword at you.”

“Monty Python and the Holy Grail” is back on Netflix, and a tiresome day is transformed.

Reading: Why You Should Start a Blog in 2019 (Tedium).

(H/T @tones on Micro.blog!)

Try to top that achievement, folks.

A gift from a friend on the feast of Mary, Mother of God.

Watching the National College Cornhole Championships on ESPN2. When do pitchers and catchers report to spring training again?

Reading: Malware attack disrupts delivery of L.A. Times and Tribune papers across the U.S. (L.A. Times)

Publishers suspect the cyberattack originated outside the United States.

Playing with the Carrot weather app’s location game and admiring its attention to detail.

New year, new notebook system. I loved a lot about my old standard-sized traveler’s notebook, except for the size. So, I spent part of a gift card on a passport-sized setup. I will consider getting past January with this as a triumph.

Slow work day. Sifting through the 1,120 titles in my Amazon Kindle content stash. Now that Frannie is 10, I’m probably safe to delete the Curious George books and “The Art of Potty Training.”

Watching “Stop Making Sense” on Amazon Prime because I feel like reliving the soundtrack of college parties without all the terrible social awkwardness of 30 years ago.