#Today should include some more shoveling. There's only about an inch of granular wet stuff, but we're expecting some more on Sunday, so I need to get it cleaned up now. I actually hit a couple of patches of ice driving into hockey this morning, despite the 35⁰ F / 1.67⁰ C temperature, which was exciting. And some #walkies. Not sure about this evening. Maybe get back to #Bardsung and play the first adventure. Maybe a movie.

No matter how hard I try, the chaos still seeps in. I read Amanda Marcotte's twice-weekly newsletter on Salon.com and Heather Cox Richardson's daily Letter, but I try to avoid everything else. I have the t-word blocked on Mastodon, and I should add the m-word. It is astonishing what they are getting away with. And yet 45% or more Americans approve of what is going on, which is desperately heartbreaking. They probably think it is all hyperbole.

And yesterday was perhaps my worst day in the #SaltMine. I just wanted to release my changes but it never happened. I wrestled with git, where nothing is ever easy. I fought with submodules, a special sort of git hell. I fought our database versioning system, and with our CI tools, and with my boss' suggestions. And just when I thought the merge finally went through, I found out someone else snuck in a change while I thrashed, meaning I got to start over this morning.