Weeknotes 190

Several readers asked why I expect people on TV to be left-handed. It’s a reasonable question; presumably the majority of actors are right-handed just like the general population. All I know is that I notice it a lot when I’m watching TV and find it disconcerting, to the extent that I now anticipate it as a way of cushioning the psychological anguish of seeing someone hold a pen funny.

It’s just negativity bias I suppose.

To clarify, there’s nothing wrong with being left-handed, I’m just not.

Inspired by Paul and James, I moved all of my domain names from Gandi to Porkbun. Gandi seems to be going down the tubes and I didn’t want to worry about it any more.

I’ve been meaning to move off Gandi for months but held back because I was vaguely worried about the remaining registration time on my domains, all of which had about eight years left until expiry. I eventually looked into it and discovered it’s fine: you pay for another year when you transfer the domain, and that gets added to the existing registration period.

Everything went smoothly, mainly because most of the domains were already using Netlify’s DNS servers rather than Gandi’s, so I didn’t need to do any admin beyond authorising the transfer on Gandi’s end. All pretty impressive.

Season two of Foundation is still going. Episode five was an improvement because the most baffling plot threads eased off a bit and the excellent Ella-Rae Smith was in it more.

Inexplicably I’ve started reading Wool, the novel from which Silo was adapted. It’s pacier than the show so that’s encouraging. I bet they’re all in space.

I visited my parents this weekend. The rail strike meant I had to abandon my train tickets and rent a car at literally ten times the cost. Cars!

The train company probably got in touch to tell me they’d cancelled the train I’d booked, didn’t they? They did not. I got generic strike spam from a different train company and had to rummage around for a PDF to find out whether I’d be able to travel.

And the train company probably automatically refunded my tickets, didn’t they, since they’d cancelled the only train upon which those tickets were valid? Only joking. The ticket refund process is manual, lengthy and intentionally very inconvenient, thus infuriating.

I started a new job at Apple this week, which has really eaten into my TV- and YouTube-watching time.

Bank holiday tomorrow! Perfect timing.