Monkeys and robots

Monkey think, monkey do: with robotic arm

Using only its brainpower, a monkey can direct a robotic arm to pluck a marshmallow from a skewer and stuff it into its mouth, researchers said on Wednesday.

Monkeys, robots. All that is needed is zombies, and it would complete the Internet triumvirate.

Real Love - John Lennon (Original Take)

I think I'm "hearing" this lyric for the first time. It's hopeful and affirming. It's real, love; it's real.

Summer

I can't consider it a good summer unless I've gotten at least one good sunburn out of it. I have already gotten it out of the way, so this summer is going to be killer!
I went up to the Poconos this weekend, and I think this summer I'll actually make use of having a place available to stay for the evening. There seems to be much to explore in the area, so it would be a shame not to take the opportunity while it is there. Also. Shawnee Mountain skiing is really close by, so i'll have a reason to go in the winter, too.
I went to a car show on Friday night, I saw one of the most beautiful Ford Mustang convertibles I've seen. A 65 or 66 cherry apple read convertible with a black top. Wow:

The paradox of choice

I most recently started reading The Paradox of Choice by Barry Schwartz. I suppose reading this might give me a clue as to why I am so hopeless when I find myself in the cereal aisle of the grocery store. Just too damn much to choose from! And, although fairly tangible, the cereal aisle is probably the least of the battles in the war against indecisiveness.

Famous blue raincoat

I have several umbrellas...I'm sure of it. I just don't know where they are.
Also, I do not have a raincoat...I'm pretty sure of that, too. Along with umbrellas, raincoats are a necessary element of rain-avoidance technology.
I must remedy this situation by no longer misplacing umbrellas and by buying a raincoat. It doesn't have to famous or blue.

Timber

It's all sorts of blustery and rainy out there today. I woke up to find a tree had fallen in the front yard. Normally, big trees falling would make a substantial sound, but I didn't hear a thing. Which leads me to think, at least I'm sleeping well again.
And thank krikey it didn't hit my car.
Is there something incongruous with the fact I'm following a great grilled cheese sandwich with a glass of red wine? Me thinks so...

Yay walking

Over the last few years, I've been lucky enough to live in towns that enabled to walk to places to get ice cream/coffee/run errands, etc, and I've yet to tire of the novelty.
Tonight, at 9ish, I headed off into P-ton to get some ice cream at the Bent Spoon, as I haven't been there for a while and I wanted to spend $3 on a surprisingly small, albeit very tasty, cup of ice cream. On the way there I was thinking about how great it was being able to do this, and that I couldn't imagine living in a town where I didn't have that ability.
Of course, when I get there, Irealize the place is closed. Uh. That kind of blows.
However, plan B!! Another great thing about Princeton is that there at the least 3 places for ice cream, so I headed to Thomas Sweet.
Mission accomplished.
Ice cream. It's the small pleasures I like.