Thursday 10
Feb. 10th, 2011 11:58 pmThursday 10- I did my stretches and yoga, ran, lifted weights, did the core trainer, punched the bag some, and rode my bike.
Today’s Weather was: Temps of around 34 to 57 degrees, NNW winds at 12 to 18 with gusts to 30 MPH, humidity around 18 percent, clear skies.
According to the National Weather Service: “Friday: Sunny, with a high near 64. North northwest wind around 7 mph. Friday Night: Partly cloudy, with a low around 39. Northwest wind between 3 and 8 mph.”
I again played around with computers today; on the Asus 701 EEE PC netbook I downloaded and installed a Linux OS called Jolicloud and messed with that most of the day. I really need more time to get to know this new OS to see if I like it, so far it seems interesting. It tries to do most of the applications in the ‘Cloud’- that being Google Docs, reader and stuff like that.
Seimi came by for a short visit. I have him looking around for a refrigerator for Kelly.
I didn’t go for a walk because of the high winds.
I read a few chapters of “Origins (Spinward Fringe)” by Randolph Lalonde.
I wrote to my journal, posted it to the web, and called it a night.
Today’s Weather was: Temps of around 34 to 57 degrees, NNW winds at 12 to 18 with gusts to 30 MPH, humidity around 18 percent, clear skies.
According to the National Weather Service: “Friday: Sunny, with a high near 64. North northwest wind around 7 mph. Friday Night: Partly cloudy, with a low around 39. Northwest wind between 3 and 8 mph.”
I again played around with computers today; on the Asus 701 EEE PC netbook I downloaded and installed a Linux OS called Jolicloud and messed with that most of the day. I really need more time to get to know this new OS to see if I like it, so far it seems interesting. It tries to do most of the applications in the ‘Cloud’- that being Google Docs, reader and stuff like that.
Seimi came by for a short visit. I have him looking around for a refrigerator for Kelly.
I didn’t go for a walk because of the high winds.
I read a few chapters of “Origins (Spinward Fringe)” by Randolph Lalonde.
I wrote to my journal, posted it to the web, and called it a night.