Wednesday, October 30, 2019

Revisiting sewing and mechatronics


After being gung-ho about DIY for a week or so, I did a little more research on the feasibility of various things. Sewing seemed to be fairly useful, but my research suggests that only formal clothing is economical to make, and that would require a high level of skill. Most other items would probably be cheaper to buy as well—sewing would only give the ability to customize more. On that thought, considering how much difficulty I have finding clothing that fits in the states, I’m not so sure that it wouldn’t be worthwhile. So anyway, I haven’t given up on the idea, but I’m less enthusiastic about it.

I looked more into the Arduino and mechatronics. The projects look interesting, but not very practical. I think I would have enjoyed them a lot in middle school or high school, but if I’m going to spend a lot of time on something, I would prefer it to be more useful. Home automation does sound worth trying, but if that’s the only thing then I’m not sold.

Yesterday I didn’t go to the gym because it was cold and rainy. I played some more Streets of Rogue, but the time amount was reasonable. I finally cooked my quince, which was very satisfying. The fruit is like a slightly tangy and very fragrant pear—it was delicious, and putting it in my oatmeal this morning took the dish to a completely new level of deliciousness. Also, I emailed scans of my identity to Liberty for the second time. If I don’t get a response by Thursday or Friday, I’ll try chatting with them again.

I saw an article on yahoo about how Pontius Pilate wasn’t as bad a person as we usually think, and it triggered me. Rather than seeming evil, he is, I think, one of the most relatable characters in the Bible. He was under enormous pressure, and yet he sought every excuse to pardon Jesus. In the end he even declared Jesus innocent, but he wasn’t morally strong enough to actually release Jesus. Surely there would have been riots, people killed, maybe even Pontius himself. And if he hadn’t been killed, he surely would have lost his governorship, and then where would his family be? There’s more I thought about, but my memory of the details is a bit sketchy so I’ll leave it at that.

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