I played through Cairn this week and have lots more thoughts to come on this endlessly scenic, challenging and interesting game.
After briefly operating again, authentication to the Peloton API has been re-restricted. There are apparently some workarounds, but building a bunch of OAuth mechanics on top of a non-public API is a lot of work on something too fragile for me to rely on. That means that RideShare is inoperable for the foreseeable future, and that’s a big bummer!
Much, but not all of the ride data continues to be available through Apple Health, so I can continue to use a lot of what I did to summarize the year’s exercise data last year. Here’s a quick comparison of workout intensity in 2025 and 2024.
The rest of the family slept late enough on Christmas Day that I started a Project — the proper sorting of the albums, which had been in a jumble ever since we moved.
Today’s hobby project troubleshooting: Darn, which library did I update in that other project (don’t renv me right now, I’m riffing) that’s causing this to fail? Okay, update some other libraries. Okay, maybe there’s new R version conflict; update R. Now reinstall all libraries. Hmm. Okay, rewrite to go around the place where I think the error is raised. Nope, but that isolated enough that I can see the problem. Fixed in one minute.
I’ve updated my annual last.fm summary stats app for 2025. I’m really happy with this year’s changes: The app should be faster for most users and it offers a simpler couple of visuals, displaying a shareable card for your top “new to you” artists as well as for your top overall artists of the year. It’s fun to update this year over year. If you’re a last.fm user, I hope you’ll try it out!
I had these amazing samosas and beautiful soup for lunch yesterday. What a delicious day.
I love being able to walk to the coffee shops. This morning was chilly, still in the 30s when I made my way after my morning spins and grocery stop.
Checking in on the sunbeam puppy this day after Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving Day was wet, very wet, so the sun coming out warm and full today was a real pleasure for, well, the entire neighborhood.
Such great reflections on joy and the current moment, in this essay by Lawrence Peryer on seeing David Byrne’s tour:
Depression has a gravitational field. It pulls everything toward itself, including time, attention, hope, the ability to feel pleasure in the moment it’s happening. You can know intellectually that your kids are a source of joy, that your partner loves you, that the music is beautiful. You can know it and still feel the absence of it, the gap between knowing and feeling.
Byrne’s show is not letting the audience hide in that gap. The joy isn’t theoretical. It’s not aspirational content you can file away for later. It’s happening right in front of you, thirteen people smiling at each other with genuine affection, moving in choreographed celebration of being alive together, and the invitation is implicit: this could be you. This should be you.
