My Heat Tolerance

 My tolerance for high temperatures seems to have gotten better as I've grown older. It's hot but a thermostat set on 79, plus fans to circulate air in the house, feels comfortable. It helps a lot to have relatively low humidity, and somewhat breezy conditions outside. I'm not suffering-- far from it. It was pleasant outside last evening, and this morning. 

You, know, I've always liked being thrifty. I do buy a lot of my clothing from garage sales and thrift stores. And I've found some really nice stuff at estate sales, but I hardly ever wear shirts anymore, the kind that have collars. T-shirts work best for me, in gray or black. Black in the winter and gray in the summer. My favorite jeans came from an estate sale in 2010. I have some newer ones I got from Amazon a few years ago but I don't like them very much. I've got a bunch of cheap cargo pants I like. I'm still trying to get them "worn in". My favorite t-shirts are pretty well-worn but super comfortable. I wear the rattiest t-shirts to the gym. I've worn a tie on a few occasions, probably not more than a dozen times in my life. I have a pretty nice gray suit I bought new in 1983. I have worn that double-breasted suit five times. That's it. I've still got it. I can't imagine ever wearing it again. I keep it as a nostalgia item. It fit perfectly the last time I wore it, in 2012, when I got married for the second time. I didn't wear a tie, though. I looked something like "The Mentalist". I thank that make it do, wear it out, use it up, is a fine way to live, if you include keep it simple. Simplicity and thrift. Way to go. 

Summer Heat

 I can take it. If I lived much farther south I'd have some trouble. Heat and humidity is a terrible combo. Our humidity levels are going down. The corn I've seen east of me is doing well, so I hope we have more rain. Most of today's business is taken care of. Iced coffee for me, at the moment. I've had my Sunday drive. I enjoy that very much. I enjoyed a couple of my guitars this morning. All of my instruments are heavy with nostalgia. They remind me of instruments I coveted when I was  a college student, and in one case, an instrument I owned when I was a college student. And of instruments I owned in the late seventies. In the late seventies I went through a lot of electric guitars. I wish I'd held onto them. The oldest one I had then dated back to 1958, a Dakota Red Fender Duo-Sonic, with a 22.5 inch scale. Quirky but fun to play. Hard to intonate as I recall, but I finally got it spot on. I contemplate no new guitars. I've got enough. I've covered the bases. 

I like to eat the purple flowers you see above. The rest of the plant is toxic, but the flowers are very good. Pick and eat. 

Getting Hot Again

 And it'll remain humid. Bad combination but about par for the course at this time of year, except for the humidity. 

Forward On The Count Of TWO

 Yes, as it behooves us to do, as though we were beasts with hooves. But seriously, folks, fiends and nebbishes, one and all, I had a great evening last evening and a fine morning this morning, with mild temps, brisk winds, and the promise of more rain in the air. The forecast has changed, it seems, with a fresh charge of moisture from Alberto. The "clock" problem in physics seems to be underestimated, as all time-keeping devices are extended objects. The typical assumption is that of a temporal continuum but in fact, there is no way to confirm that. It's a matter of, on very tiny scales, backward light cones comprising the various bits and pieces of any putative "clock", with which we would define a "present". Weyl assumes a temporal continuum. In practice, that seems problematic, at the very least. One motivation for string theory was the problem of dealing with points, the points comprising the wiggly lines in Feynman diagrams, for instance. 

I think Susskind has dealt with this problem in terms of clocks as physical objects embedded in de Sitter space.

ONE Can Continue

 Just as some can cook, one can continue, and I mean, of course, this one. So pleasant on the patio last evening, and so fine this morning. So far no rain, but I encountered a light mist and perhaps later there will be rain. New Mexico needs rain badly. I have done what needed to be done this morning and all else is optional today. No doubt, much reading, and some guitar. 

I will be reading Dickens, and Hermann Weyl.