I got an alert that my google login had be compromised. I was in the process of updating an old, obsolete Linux box when the alert came in. I am pretty sure that was the problem. But it asked me to change my password. Insisted, really. So I typed in my old password. Bad move, it would seem. I can still read mail on my phone, but for now long? I did the recover thing (they have two factor authentication for me, but somehow that wasn’t enough). I can expect an email within six hours (!) telling me how to proceed. So if you aren’t getting email replies from me, try texting. Maybe it is time to decouple from the Google Universe a bit. It is so convenient, until it isn’t. Then it is very inconvenient. Heck, this post might not even make it out …

From the London Review of Books:

Stage Emperor

I have heard of pickled Watermelon Rinds, but never tried them. Never really had a interest in trying them. During the pandemic we order groceries on line and pick them up curbside. We tend to get the same things every week and one of those things is a watermelon. I usually just toss the rinds in the front yard and the deer (or something) eats them.

Last week we had a watermelon with a particularly thick rind and I thought about trying to pickle them. I looked at some recipes and they all seemed terrible. Boil them in vinegar for a hour and such. Then I ran across a Japanese recipe that got my attention. Just salt, sugar and soy and leave it in the fridge over night. Turned out really well. Not something you want to eat like potato chips, but crunchy and nice. I can see doing more of these.

With all the election news, I somehow missed the 8″ hailstones that fell in a storm in Tripoli last week.

World’s largest hail record may be challenged by exceptionally large 20+ cm (8 inches) hailstones hit the capital of Libya on Tuesday, Oct 27th

Got our Thanksgiving turkey a little early this year. We heard these run out so decided to act fast. We went to the drive up window mid-afternoon, when it wasn’t so busy. Seemed like a simple transaction, but the woman at the window handed me a clipboard with a form to fill out. Is this some sort of liability waiver? After a bit of confusion, we made it clear we wanted to pay for the turkey and bring it home today. Ah, no problem. Going to be a small, simp!e Thanksgiving this year.

From the BBC:

Whale sculpture catches crashed Dutch metro train