The Rules Embassy

Altitude is not for the weak. And it will call B.S. on your 'slightly-decreased elevation while growing up' provenance. 🤔

Weather? In a word, this morning's is 💩. The last couple of days had conditions that a real estate agent or job recruiter would gladly use to "sell a town." This morning is more akin to that "month that lasted a year" I spent in Chicago (more accurately, North Chicago, where GLAKES is).

I'm sure that Suz. will post up the shots and such from last night at Goosetown Station. Neat place. Lots of craft brews. A Oaxacan quesadilla de barbacoa to die for (made by a guy who's visited Japan, no less!). If not for the drippy conditions the whole night would have been five stars and compensated for the lack of sleep; apparently our smoke alarm decided to go wonky, requiring a reset. How hard is it to reach a ten-foot ceiling without anything in the house? Very. Short people, take note when moving into a newly-developed apartment complex.

After a quick jaunt in an hour to pick up a couple more pieces of furniture Scott and Marissa have graciously offered (If not us, then Marketplace, says Marissa. Sold American.), it might be high time to pop my head into a bookstore and see what the hell else has changed in the last three years. There's a book on Artificial Intelligence by Gary Marcus (mentioned on the Harry Shearer "Le Show" podcast) that might help me in further understanding some of the tools instructional designers (and others, for that matter) are using to develop content.

Oh, yes. And time to make nice with the treadmills in the gym facility. Get their trust and all that. Out of here before my coffee gets too cold.

For those who love us (and feel the need to contact via our present cell service), please bear with the brief inconvenience as I shut off our Y!mobile (JPN) accounts today. We still have our Google numbers and are available when Wi-Fi is available.