I didn’t realize there was a version of Unread for the Mac. I really like the iPad version so this is exciting. The Mac is an embarrassment of riches in the RSS readers department.

Unread for macOS
Dig the Panic theme.
I didn’t realize there was a version of Unread for the Mac. I really like the iPad version so this is exciting. The Mac is an embarrassment of riches in the RSS readers department.

Unread for macOS
Dig the Panic theme.
Here’s this week’s of things to check out:


Bluesky
Happy Scale






Sharrot Winery
I took the time Sundays often afford to row a 10k this afternoon. As I lamented in my last 10k update, I didn’t match or best my current PR. There was one noteworthy stat, though: my stroke rate.
Here are the splits table from my PR from November 2023:

My Current 10k PR
I averaged 30 strokes per minute on this piece.
And here are the splits from today’s 10k:

Today’s 10k
My last split got up to 28 strokes per minute, but check out my average: 25.
I’ve been looking to reduce my stroke rate to allow me to more comfortably row longer pieces. It reminds me a bit of weightlifting, when I would deload to fix an error with my form.
A quick word on comparisons: It’s fine to compete with yourself. But the progress and knowledge of others is worth consideration, too. Case in point: I used to cycle, and rode solo all them time (I’m an only child and most of the things I prefer are solitary pursuits). I did chance upon a local club ride, though, and I learned a lot from riding with better, more experienced riders, and it changed my skill level after just one ride.
OK, enough about cycling.
In that spirit, however, I took to Concept2’s excellent Logbook (which doesn’t require a separate subscription, thank you very much!) to compare myself to other rowers. Filtering 10k pieces by males in my age group 40-49, I found the following record holder’s stats:

Impressive. This guy was pulling with way more power than I can muster, but with a stroke rate just a digit above my 25.
PS: I am comparing myself to heavyweights. I weighed in as a lightweight this morning, though. Here’s the same age group’s lightweight record holder:

30 strokes a minute. Heaps of power.
Here’s this week’s list of things to check out:
pick up milk @errands tomorrow #Home Single Actions /Out and About
This creates a task in the project “home single actions” under the section titled “Out and About,” flagged with the errands context and due date of tomorrow. It’s fast and easy and I miss it in OmniFocus, where you have to bounce around in multiple fields to classify the action.



I’ve been cooking sous vide for years now: egg cups for breakfast, made for the week each Sunday, a great salmon recipe everyone loves, and plenty of other applications. Hell, even oatmeal. I’ve done burgers a bunch of times, but burgers are a quick and easy dish that I often don’t bother to sous vide because it adds a good bit of time and work to the process.
This past weekend we found ourselves rained out on Sunday, when we planned to have burgers, so I made the patties and chucked them in the freezer. I followed Kenji’s method (exhaustively documented, of course) by cooking them in the tank at 126 for a little over an hour, removed them to a cutting board to cool off, and then grilled them off on the grill, ripping hot.
I will say that making them this way yields a perfectly cooked medium rare burger: nice exterior char, lots of tender pink meat, and… well, that’s that.

Marc Weidenbaum:
Most writers don’t write to express what they think. They write to figure out what they think. Writing is a process of discovery.
Bring Out Your Blogs: The 20th anniversary of a habit worth renewing
I was using the newish Mac browser Arc to proofread something Rhonda wrote for school, and was confounded about where the URL bar was. Arc, like many newfangled apps, uses a hotkey-activated command palette to open a new URL (among other things). This is potentially confusing UI design for many users, but I happen to like this mode of interaction (starting, I supposed, with my love for LaunchBar).

ARC Browser’s Command Bar

Launchbar
In my quest for ever-more-Camino-like Mac browsers (think light and simple), I was looking for a browser to try out that had minimal UI chrome exposed by default. I forgot about Arc but then remembered that I had installed it and tried it for a bit.
I liked the command bar!
So I thought, maybe someone made a Safari extension. My first search led me to FinBar, a very cool riff on the idea.
FinBar reminds me of Paletro, which I wrote about here, in that it uses a hotkey-enacted palette to expose the menu bar options available to you in the active application. You can accomplish different things in different applications, but the key is, you are always using your keyboard.
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FinBar in Ulysses
This week’s things to consider:

UGG boots on my feet

CARROT Weather
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<sup>1</sup> Teachers are terribly fond of attributing aberrant behavior to a full moon.

Aaron made this at school.
I haven’t had much to crow about my recent 10ks: after my second go-round with COVID1, I was never able to match 11/26/2023’s PR of 41:10.8. Today’s was 41:29.6.

My Most Recent 10Ks, descending

My 10k PR

Today’s 10k
As I observed in my post from 12/4, I was not as fast as my PR, but I was close, with a stroke rate below 30. Lowering my stroke rate has been a goal of mine.
1 Once again, mercifully mild, with no long-lasting symptoms
Picked up these orange suede Clarks last weekend cause they had a sale. Nice counterpoint to my blue ones.


Inspired by Episode 496 of Upgrade, “40th Anniversary of the Mac Draft,” I got to thinking about my first Mac: the Color Classic. I came home from my senior class trip to Busch Gardens in the spring of 1993 to find that my Dad had purchased one for me to take to college, despite my saying that I didn’t really use computers and that it wouldn’t be useful. He knew better for sure.
I fell in love with the Mac in short order and found myself something of techie compared to my peers in college. It was still rare then for people to have their own computer; most students went to one of the labs on campus and suffered the degradation of using DOS and WordPerfect, writing to floppies. I found myself enjoying just using the Mac in my dorm, changing the wallpaper, playing Maelstrom, and installing Shareware my dad would send me on floppy disks. I had an app that played Oscar the Grouch sounds when you emptied the trash, and a another the played a vomit sound when you ejected a floppy disk. I wrote all of my papers in the comfort of my room in WordPerfect at whatever hour I needed, and printed to my StyleWriter II. People would come into my room to write their papers.
We updated the processor with some kind of DayStar accelerator board which must have cost a fortune. I replaced it prematurely with a 630 CD and an external SCSI hard drive in my sophomore year, mostly so I could play Marathon and Doom. It was faster and had a larger display, but never the charm of the Color Classic.
Inspired by Episode 496 of Upgrade, “40th Anniversary of the Mac Draft,” I got to thinking about my favorite Mac. I’ve had a solid run of Macs:
That’s a lot of Macs!
If I had to pick a favorite, it would probably be the MacBook Air. It was my first Mac with an SSD, and I absolutely loved it. I only stopped using it because my son needed something to play Minecraft on; I was not in the market for a replacement. The 13” Pro I replaced it with was superior, technically, but I didn’t really need the extra power and the Air was just the right size for everything I needed it for.
The PowerMac G4 was my first pro desktop and holds a special place in my heart; I was in grad school and while I did have the PowerBook Lombard at the time, I didn’t use it unless I was out and about because the G4 was a screamer. I installed Mac OS X, as it was called back then, on both, and only the G4 ran it usably. I gamed a lot on this machine, especially Oni. I have never actively disliked any of my Macs.
The 16” MacBook Pro is the last of my Intel Macs that still sees some usage, but I don’t care for Intel Macs compared to either of my Apple Silicon Macs for reasons of power efficiency; the 16”’s fans fire up a lot and the battery gets nuked fast. And it’s really big.
The MacBook Adorable was (still is, it runs just fine) amazingly portable and I used to carry it around pinched between my index finger and thumb. I would probably go for a 12” M2 or M3 Mac of that size if I work were springing for a new Mac and I needed to replace this 13” M1, which is a great machine but heavy for my needs. I currently covet a 13” M2 Air in Space Black the most, but I’m not due for one any time soon. I suspect an Air will be my next Mac. But who knows.
The Studio, named “Anthem” (I name my Macs after Rush songs) is a fantastic machine, overkill for my use case, but it’s an amazing machine.
But that first Air? Ahh. Fond memories.
Next post: the Color Class, my first Mac.
Here’s this week’s list of things to try out:
FoodNoms: I’ve written a fair bit about my weight loss here on Uncorrected. I do, however, remain bewitched by the patterns I (try to) discern. Writ large, I jump on the scale each morning with a notion of what I’m going to see, and while I’m sometimes spot on, I’m often surprised to see things swing a pound or so in either direction. I will eat a handful of M&Ms the day before and some peanuts and find a slight gain; I will split a bottle of wine and some cheese and salami for lunch with Rhonda and find a slight loss. I don’t obsess over my weight (well maybe a little) but I do find the matter vexing.1. So in the same way that I have used Concept2’s ErgData app to track my rowing data in a way that allows me to understand my progress, stagnation, or decline, I thought I’d try a food tracker app. I wanted to answer some questions: how many calories do I actually eat in a day? What habits could lead to gain or loss? If I want to drop a couple of pounds, what can I do? I am hoping FoodNoms will help me with that.

Brie

FoodNoms (yes, I had a Bellini again
1This is an enjoyable part of my pathology: Having serially lost weight month over month, to the point that I’m at the BMI I should be for my height, with zero instances of mysterious weight gain to frustrate me, I silently fret that one Sunday I’ll wake up and POOF gain ten pounds.