It is 1:11 PM on Monday, November 17th, 2025. This phone does not take dictation very well. If I don’t stay on top of it and edit as I dictate when I go home later, and try to edit a lot of it, I’m trying to figure out what it was I was trying to say…

I am outside at my lunch hour and standing in the sun at a different spot than I usually am, mostly because that spot was occupied, and also it’s in the shade, and though it’s 44°, it feels like 38° according to my phone.

So the weekend was enjoyable, and Mike came over later in the day. The original plan was for him to come over in the morning, but he went to sleep and I suggested he come over around 6:00 or 7:00 so I can make my dinner and eat it without having to worry about him.

Of course, I did make him food once he did come over, and that whole process was about 10 minutes long. He was apologetic and said that if it ever happened again, he would send the text saying that he was unavailable or going to sleep or what have you.

When I initially dictated ‘going to sleep’, it was heard as ‘virtuously’, which is odd. This artificial intelligence has a lot to be desired, and it’s only the beginning.

As I read myself for work this morning, I realized that this is the week that I have to maintain the camera at the other location the half a mile away from where I am at now, so throughout the morning I’ve been scanning the camera and nothing was happening, so I have to keep up with that.

Thursday’s supposed to be a big day from UPS to be signed, at least that’s what Marcus just told me. They just have to do it when I’m sitting in front of the monitor, which is an iPad

Tomorrow’s big event is Bill helping out Mike. Mike is getting furniture from Newark, New Jersey, and renting a U-Haul, which will be driven by Bill. Oh, what I wouldn’t give to be a fly on the wall or at least in the cab of the truck

A friend of Mike’s, Pops in Newark is moving and has furniture to get rid of, and Mike has been a year without much furniture, so here’s a chance to get some decent furniture which he has seen and picked out, and tomorrow is the day he is supposed to bring it from Newark to Jersey City, specifically 62 Jewett Avenue

Today’s minute cigar is in Oliva. And I find it very pleasant, very smooth.

I have just moved from the Sun to the shade, for the Sun is too strong, overheating me.
But the shade has a wind coming from West to East through the canyons of Manhattan, and it only picks up as it travels across the island.

It’s not going to be a full lunch hour. I have about 10 minutes left with the cigar, and then I’ll be heading back upstairs.

It is 1:11 PM on Monday, November 17th, 2025. This phone does not take dictation very well. If I don’t stay on top of it and edit as I dictate when I go home later, and try to edit a lot of it, I’m trying to figure out what it was I was trying to say…

I am outside at my lunch hour and standing in the sun at a different spot than I usually am, mostly because that spot was occupied, and also it’s in the shade, and though it’s 44°, it feels like 38° according to my phone.

So the weekend was enjoyable, and Mike came over later in the day. The original plan was for him to come over in the morning, but he went to sleep and I suggested he come over around 6:00 or 7:00 so I can make my dinner and eat it without having to worry about him.

Of course, I did make him food once he did come over, and that whole process was about 10 minutes long. He was apologetic and said that if it ever happened again, he would send the text saying that he was unavailable or going to sleep or what have you.

When I initially dictated ‘going to sleep’, it was heard as ‘virtuously’, which is odd. This artificial intelligence has a lot to be desired, and it’s only the beginning.

As I read myself for work this morning, I realized that this is the week that I have to maintain the camera at the other location the half a mile away from where I am at now, so throughout the morning I’ve been scanning the camera and nothing was happening, so I have to keep up with that.

Thursday’s supposed to be a big day from UPS to be signed, at least that’s what Marcus just told me. They just have to do it when I’m sitting in front of the monitor, which is an iPad

Tomorrow’s big event is Bill helping out Mike. Mike is getting furniture from Newark, New Jersey, and renting a U-Haul, which will be driven by Bill. Oh, what I wouldn’t give to be a fly on the wall or at least in the cab of the truck

A friend of Mike’s, Pops in Newark is moving and has furniture to get rid of, and Mike has been a year without much furniture, so here’s a chance to get some decent furniture which he has seen and picked out, and tomorrow is the day he is supposed to bring it from Newark to Jersey City, specifically 62 Jewett Avenue

Today’s minute cigar is in Oliva. And I find it very pleasant, very smooth.

I have just moved from the Sun to the shade, for the Sun is too strong, overheating me.
But the shade has a wind coming from West to East through the canyons of Manhattan, and it only picks up as it travels across the island.

It’s not going to be a full lunch hour. I have about 10 minutes left with the cigar, and then I’ll be heading back upstairs.