I sleep in a comfortable shirt and PJ bottoms, it’s a setup that just feels right, year-round. Like most humans, I change clothes before I head off to work. On Friday, I thought I succeeded in doing that as left my home. I was wearing a dress shirt, an undershirt under that, and jeans. When I got to work, I noticed one of the buttons of my dress shirt was undone. I was absentmindedly trying to button it back up while looking at my morning e-mails. I then felt something odd with my undershirt. Why did my supposedly plain white undershirt feel like it had something silkscreened on it? I looked down and I realized I had not changed out of my sleep shirt, which has the face of some dude on the front as a graphic.
Perhaps it was fatigue or maybe I was just in a rush but I just slapped on my dress shirt and was on my way out the door. Now it doesn’t seem like a big deal, as my sleep shirt is white, just like my undershirts but it is bigger. It was big enough to be poking out from underneath my dress shirt. It also felt too loose on me, as if I wasn’t wearing anything underneath at all. It was a bit of an odd feeling.
I will admit that I was pretty pleased to get home, not just because it was the start of the weekend, but because I could be wearing my sleep shirt in the right environment again.
I sorta started the week off on the wrong foot by going to bed way too late on Sunday night. I woke up the next morning feeling tired, then promised myself I’d go to bed earlier that night. I didn’t of course but then kept making the same promise the next evening and so on. It’s now well beyond midnight in the early hours of Friday and I will wake up tomorrow feeling tired. A great week of battling fatigue. I swear I’ll go to bed earlier this Sunday night.
I weighed myself last evening and I came in at 164 pounds which puts me dangerously close to my own personal “fat” category. My diet is probably the culprit here as I’ve been hitting the cookies pretty hard the last two weeks. I gotta stay off the cookies! Maybe I’ll go back to potato chips as a snack food. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.
Well, I managed to watch all thirteen episodes of The Iron First on the weekend. I’ll dispense with a long review but I will say that it’s slightly better than Luke Cage but it features the first Netflix Marvel hero that I didn’t wind up caring for. I found myself more emotionally invested in some of the secondary characters than the Fist-man himself.
With that series out of the way and my TV in a now watchable state, it’s time for me to clear the backlog of TV shows that I have accumulated since before the start of last summer. This is a first-world problem for sure but I have so many series to either start or get back up to speed. I may actually have to cut down on my video gaming to get through all of this in a reasonable amount of time. If you can believe it, I’ve downloaded the episode but still haven’t found the time to figure out “who shot JR“.
My intention this late evening was to watch something short in length on Netflix before going to bed. A program of 20 to 40 minutes would have been perfect because as it turns out, I started the Netflix program on my PS4 at exactly midnight. Because it was technically Friday when I began browsing, it meant that the first thing that popped up was The Iron Fist, the latest Marvel series on Netflix. These shows are incredibly hard to not binge watch. So instead of a short program, I watched the first two episodes back-to-back. The Iron Fist seems to have long episodes as well. Most of the previous Marvel shows are in the 40 to 50 minute range but the first two have been about an hour in length.
I’ve really enjoyed what I’ve seen so far and it draws you in as there multiple mysteries to solve. I think the series holds promise but we’ll have to see how the later episodes turn out. The incredibly disappointing Luke Cage also started out strong but finished so weakly it was dragged down the rest of the series.
This evening I had to deposit a cheque at the bank downstairs. Now this was the first time I’ve used the ATMs at this branch since they upgraded them. Even though this particular branch is less than four years old, this is (by my count) the third time they’ve upgraded the ATMs. The first set did not have touch screens and had buttons on the side. The second set did away with physical buttons and had touch screens and also had enhanced security features to prevent PIN stealing. As I walked up to the newest incarnation of these ATMS, I wondered what would await me.
I immediately saw that there were nice red glass accents framing both ATMs, making them look quite fancy. There was also clear and large signage above both, indicating that these ATMs were good for deposits and withdrawals and that they were capable of dispensing US currency.
As I stepped up to one of them to deposit my cheque, I could see in bold letters that these ATMs did not accept envelopes for deposits. Interesting. As I went through the deposit user interface flow, I was instructed to stack up to 50 (I think) bills and cheques on top of each other and then insert them directly into the lighted slot. Since I only had one cheque, I just slid it into the slot and waited.
At this point, I thought that my cheque might actually go into some internal envelope for processing or perhaps it would go in some sorta internal storage mechanism (like a Redbox in reverse). To my complete surprise, after just a few seconds, I saw the scanned image of the cheque, that I had just deposited, on the touchscreen. It was perfectly aligned and centered, and all the writing was clear. Not only that, the deposit amount was shown in another box on-screen. Keep in mind, I did not enter the deposit amount during the user interface flow. Amazing! These ATMs must be using some sorta of optical character recognition to determine the numerical amount from the writing itself. Now the interesting thing is that the person who wrote this cheque for me writes their numbers kinda funny but the ATM was still able to discern the correct number. I wonder if it analyzes both the written numbers and written words to see if there is a correct match. I bet it would be faster and easier just to analyze the written numbers.
Once the deposit was complete, I was given the choice of getting my deposit receipt e-mailed to me, which is a new option that I’ve never seen before.
Making deposits at the bank has never been so exciting before!
Some of you are not aware but I pay money to a company every year to keep this domain registered in my name. If you’re curious, you can read up on what domain name registars do. Anyways, for almost the entire time that this domain has been active, it’s been registered with GoDaddy. Now renewing the domain used to really cheap. I remember it being less than $10 a year. Over time, that renewal fee has increased. Since my renewal date is coming up at the end of this month, I logged on to see what my renewal fee would be for this year. It would be about $20 this year.
I decided to do some research before renewing. Some registars have different pricing structures and I had a feeling GoDaddy sure wasn’t the cheapest one. By golly, my hunch was right. One of the larger registars would only charge me $13 to transfer my domain to them and also renew for another year, a great deal. This afternoon I started the transfer and completed it in less than an hour. I get the impression that in the earlier days of the Internet, domain transfers could take several days to complete but the process seems very automated now. I’m also happy to report that renewals are $14 a year at this new registrar.
I still host my site at GoDaddy but my hosting package is up for renewal this June. If I decide to renew, it will cost me $100 a year. Interestingly, this new company also offers hosting with double the disk space at about half the price. It looks like I’ll be moving all my products away from GoDaddy in the future.
By my estimation, I slept for nearly nine hours last night after feeling exhausted for most of Sunday evening. I woke up amazingly refreshed for a Monday morning. I know they say that the day after the DST change is one where people can feel groggy and tired but I have to say I can’t remember feeling that awake for a Monday in years. It’s a shame the rest of my day sucked as everything I was working on seemed to just malfunction. After eight hours, I don’t think I was any further ahead on my tasks. Well, at least I wasn’t sleepy all day.
I was told the name of the movie would not appear on the hotel bill