Well, I picked up my new sunglasses on Wednesday evening before the city council meeting. I had eyestrain due to my eyes getting used to the first new prescription in years, but nothing too bad — it’s not a dramatically different prescription, but things do seem clearer.
OUT WITH THE OLD:
My old glasses are a pair of beat-up old Lancetti frames that I got in Egypt in the mid-1990s as my regular glasses, and they’ve been trying to spit out their screws and fall apart for years now. Jenn calls them “Harry Potter glasses,” which suggests that she and I have very different visions of Hogwarts when reading the novels. In any case, they weren’t meant to be sunglasses, don’t provide any protection from the sides, and other than having UV protection, aren’t much in the way of sunglasses at all.
IN WITH THE NEW:
In contrast, the new sunglasses, with fancy RÄ“vo frames, are curved around the sides of my face, have polarized lenses — which helps some, but is mostly just cool when looking at polarized windshields, cell phone and iPod screens — and strangely seem to make things brighter, not darker, when I put them on, thanks to a brownish tint. It’s like I’m wearing the Blue Blockers that used to be advertised on TV for so many years.
My new regular glasses will be available in a week or so, as the LensCrafters facility I went to can’t drill through lenses at that site, and had to send away for them to be made.
And yes, I need a haircut. It was also threatening to rain at the time the pictures were taken.
The Hesperia Star was today named the Business of the Month by the the Hesperia Chamber of Commerce.
Banana bread was had by all, and then the paper took us out to lunch at Shelly’s Place.
iTunes, and I assume other online music sites, have released the new Sheryl Crow single, “Good is Good,” from the forthcoming album, “Wildflower,” which will hit stores on September 27. (The video of “Good is Good” will be on VH-1 on August 8.)
The song is … OK. It might grow on me, but right now, it’s just the sort of song that’s on all of Sheryl’s albums: Sort of morose, sort of country, sort of just there. This isn’t a soaring “Soak Up the Sun” or a rocking “Steve McQueen” or a bouncy “All I Wanna Do.”
And that’s OK. Lord knows, I find Buffett’s periodic desultory attempts to just give the audience what they think they want (more party songs, wooooooo!) to be pretty depressing. But this song of Sheryl’s doesn’t speak to me so far; if I’d heard it after the album came out, I’d have assumed it was just filler.
(See? I care about artists other than Liz Phair.)
Well, it’s been pointed out that the ability to leave comments has gone somewhat kablooey, and there’s a few problems behind the scenes as well. I will be trying to straighten them out tonight after the Hesperia City Council meeting. If you’ve tried to leave comments and have been unable to, remember what you wanted to say and try again later tonight.
Well, my fix attempts have done diddly to fix things. I’ll keep poking around, but I think I’m destined to have to try the WordPress help forums, which I’ve found to be somewhat unhelpful previously.
OK, comments are working again. Now to get my Dashboard (control panel) back to normal …
And if anyone has any ideas why the MyNetflix plug-in isn’t doing as it’s supposed to, and just showing the next 10 movies on my queue, let me know. That one in particular is making me nuts, since it’s theoretically such a simple piece of code.
My eyes are exhausted right now. Apparently the perk of going to an actual optometrist with an office not in the mall is that you get a lot more tests done (and with only a $25 copay, thanks to my vision insurance from the Daily Press). So I had, in addition to the air-in-the-eyeball glaucoma test (which I secretly believe is just a way to screw with patients), I had vertical beams of light slid back and forth across my eyeballs, did the obligatory “is this better or this better” flippy lens selection, endless eyecharts at various distances and so on.
The upshot: My distance vision is actually getting better, although it’s not back to my early high school days, when I was better than 20/20. On the other hand, age is beginning to show its gray head: My eyes are beginning to show the deterioration that will eventually mean reading glasses for me.
Prescriptions never seem to be written in actual English, so instead of “left” and “right,” my eyeglasses prescription has “O.D.” and “O.S.” Maybe that’s Latin for “left” and “right.” My prescription:
O.D. spherical -0.50, O.D. cylindrical -0.25, O.D. axis 110
O.S. spherical -0.50, O.S. cylindrical -0.25, O.S. axis 080
If anyone knows what that actually means, tell me.
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