Mom's Guide to the Galaxy

Wizards Unite combat

I mentioned in my previous post on Wizards Unite that I have fun with the Augmented Reality, or AR, placement of my opponents. I don’t always place them near my cats. Here are a few screenshots I took – some at the risk of taking a direct strike – because the placement amused me.

This is an itty bitty werewolf standing on the dash of my parked car. Perspective matters – if I aim the phone at an open room, my opponent can be quite large. But if all my camera can see is a small space, such as my desktop or the dash of my car, I ended up with a tiny opponent. This werewolf was fairly low level, so there wasn’t much risk in taking the screenshot.

Combat uses both offensive and defensive spells. Offensive spells use spell energy – the lightning bolt counter in the bottom left corner. Defensive spells are free, with the amount of damage improving as you progress along your career path. Both offensive and defensive can improve with the career progression. One of my proficiency charms causes my opponent to lose health when they attack me.

The giant spider doesn't look so large when it's in the cat tree.

You may remember Aragog, the Acromantula befriended by Hagrid in the Harry Potter books. Aragog was huge. In theory, so are the spiders in Wizards Unite… when given a large space for placement. This particular spider was placed inside my cat tree, forcing it to a size where my cats could have sat upon it. To be fair, that would be cruel to the spider, Arwen would probably try to eat it. Again, a low level combat, I was just goofing around with different placement.

This Death Eater, on the other hand, had me outclassed; he had almost four times my hit points. He’s actually placed against a wall, which is how I noticed the awesome shadow animation. When he moved to cast a spell at me, his shadow moved as well. I certainly never imagined when I started playing computer games – many with ASCII graphics, like Moria or The Pit – that technology would come this far and be so portable. The icons under our health bars indicate charms in play – I probably had a proficiency charm on myself, improving my abilities, and the defensive charm on him, causing him to take damage every time he attacked me.

This cute fellow is an erkling. I honestly don’t know why he’s one of the bad guys, but since they insist on attacking me, I insist on defending. Well, OK, to be honest, I go into the wizarding challenges and choose to fight them… but he’s on the wrong side for some reason. Anyways, he’s standing on a small sofa that I’m almost done assembling; I thought the color contrast would be nice for some battles.

Set a goal, find a buddy.

I’ve discussed some of the goals I’ve set in multiple posts. Some goals are quick and clearly individual, like creating a garden plan for the year and writing a blog post every week. But some of the ongoing goals, like staying fit and learning a new language, are long term goals, and those can be aided by finding a buddy with similar goals.

For fitness buddies, I keep in touch with my karate friends, and Centr.com has a Facebook community where we all encourage each other, particularly when participating in the same challenges, like the 6-week bodyweight challenge that many of us just finished. (It started on May 18th.)

My Duolingo goals, while accomplished (in that I did a lesson every day), were stagnating. With a big project at work, I was frequently logging on just long enough to repeat an earlier lesson, and catching just enough extra lessons at the weekend to stay in whatever my current league was – the top 10 in a league advance; anybody below 45th drops a level. I’ve never dropped a level, but I sat in the same league for an awfully long time.

And then Cassandra started pushing forward through the leagues with her Hawaiian lessons. She caught up to me, and passed me by a couple leagues. Suddenly, I have an accountability buddy for my language lessons. Coincidentally, I’m now in the top 10 for my league a second week in a row, and have added about 10 more vocabulary or grammar sections in the last two weeks. There’s still a ton to go, but having a buddy gave me the right motivation to surge forward in my lessons.

Garden update – June 2020

What a difference a month makes during gardening season! When I posted my spring garden update last month, the garden tower, keyhole bed, and bed frame were freshly planted, and the star was done with the seasonal bulbs with excess amounts of mint sneaking into the center.

Left: Garden Tower filled with marigolds & petunias, plus some dill and purple basil; Top right: star-shaped bed with excessive amounts of mint, plus chives, cilantro, rosemary, sage, parsley, thyme, and newly planted squash and sunflowers; Middle right: keyhole bed with sunflower, tomatoes, pepper, acorn squash, and honeydew: Bottom right: marigolds, petunias, and some mystery squash

And look at it now! The marigolds and petunias are thriving in both spots, but more so in the garden tower. I get to look out my kitchen window at this array of colors, paired with the bits of dill and purple basil that came back from last year’s herb garden.

The star bed lost its first batch of sunflowers, and with the bulbs done for the year, I weeded out the entire center. I then relocated some mystery squash (probably acorn squash), planted milkweed seeds (a few years old, no sign of germination yet), and the last few sunflower seeds from this year’s shopping. I’ve taken to watering the sunflowers with a mix of coffee grounds and cold water, hoping the coffee scent will discourage whatever’s been devouring my sunflower seedlings.

The keyhole bed has gone from early sprouts and seedlings to explosive growth, particularly the acorn squash and tomatoes, with the volunteer (read: probably planted by a bird or squirrel) sunflower towering over them. I’m hoping they’re squished enough in there to prevent the neighborhood woodchuck from eating all the squash flowers before they bear fruit.

The marigolds and petunias in the bed frame have grown a bit, though not as much as the ones in the garden tower. There are a couple mystery squash plants there too. I really hope the mystery squash is acorn squash… I like to bake it wrapped in bacon.

Wizards Unite, a Harry Potter-themed game

I’ve been playing Wizards Unite (WU) for about a year now, since the app first launched, and somehow haven’t written about it yet. Like Pokémon Go (PoGo), my interest in the game is a blend of geekiness and fitness. In fact, I frequently run Pokémon Go and Wizards Unite at the same time, bouncing between them to accomplish tasks at local inns, greenhouses, and fortresses (WU) and Pokestops & gyms (PoGo). The locations are the same, they’re just used in different ways.

Not surprisingly for a Harry Potter-themed game, potions are important. Ingredients are acquired through visits to greenhouses, both by picking a random ingredient (repeatable every 5 minutes) or by planting seeds that you’ve collected. Ingredients can also be collected from random appearances on the ground, or in some gifts from your friends.

Spell energy is another essential part of the game, and that can be collected from inns, gifts, or random appearances on the ground. All of the random appearances have increased in frequency with the worldwide shelter-at-home orders. Spell energy is used to collect foundables – individual items that have to be salvaged by casting a specific spell – and in wizarding challenges, which take place at fortresses.

Wizarding challenges can be faced alone or with up to four other people. Before the lockdowns, this was always at a fortress with other players that were physically present. More recently, the Knight Bus became available, taking players to the virtual Fortress at Hogwarts Castle, where you can team up with whoever else happens into the challenge level as you’re prepping for battle.

The fortress challenges feature several types of combatants, with each of the three available professions (auror, magizoologist, and professor) having advantages and disadvantages against different opponent types. In an ideal challenge, each of the three professions is represented, and at the higher level, many estimulo, which boost your spells, and healing potions.

A pixie floats above the cat. Quick, defend the cat!

Part of the fun of the battles is to turn on AR, or Augmented Reality, mode. You can have it on for the entire gameplay, at some cost to your phone battery of course, but I find it fun just for the battles. Depending on how open the area is, your opponent’s size can vary. If I’m right up at my computer when I start the combat, I can end up fighting a midget werewolf perched on my keyboard.

But what I really enjoy is focusing on a cat as I’m starting the combat, so I’m fighting to defend the cat. Here you can see Arwen ignoring the pixie flying above her as I fight it. The game actually captures an image as you line up the combat, so if the cat walks away halfway through, your screen doesn’t reflect that change.

Between the two games, I have set myself a minimum walking goal each week, in addition to my other workout routines. Both games initially launched with GPS distance tracking, but later added Adventure Sync, which tracks distance and location while the game is closed. In other words, if I have my phone in my purse while grocery shopping, or in my pocket while using the treadmill, the games count that distance towards in-game goals. So fun and fitness combined!

Find something that makes you smile.

This year has given us all some time for introspection. Well, that or video games. And if that’s what makes you smile, go for it. We each have different needs.

My garden makes me smile. Looking out at the flowers, stopping to smell the peonies (which smell like roses!), admiring the sunflower that has sprung up in the keyhole bed… particularly after losing all the sunflowers I planted out back to some hungry critter, and unsure whether the front yard sunflowers will survive whatever’s leaving holes in the leaves.

But I can’t complain too much about the critters… I just smiled at a rabbit hopping through my back yard. And have you ever watched a woodchuck run? It’s like a low to the ground penguin waddle, with hips shifting back and forth as it leaves a trail in my grass. Of course, that may be who ate my pea seedlings. It’s hard to tell, I’m not spotting the rabbits or woodchucks in the raised beds.

Keyhole garden with prominent sunflower (no flower yet)

At a guess, it’s birds eating my strawberries, but at least that’s the actual fruit. If the sunflowers had grown to full height, most of the seeds would have been consumed by the birds. The peas probably would have been shared between us and the woodchuck.

The cats June and Diane sitting on a cat rug

And then there are the indoor critters, sources of amusement and frustration. I walked in to these faces this morning. I was immediately suspicious. This was after breakfast, so they weren’t expecting food, and the third cat, Arwen, wasn’t in sight. Arwen is the main troublemaker, the one who figured out how to open the crockpot over Memorial Day weekend, landing a paw in my chicken soup. (Knowing it was possible, Diane then followed her example.) As it turns out, Arwen was lounging in the bay window, and I still have no idea why these two were eagerly awaiting my return from the garden.

Pork chops with cherry sauce, peas, garlic mashed potatoes with chives

I also happen to enjoy food, eating it and preparing it, given enough time. And it’s a mix of things I grew up with – like omelets, which Dad would make on Sunday mornings, grilling on my Big Green Egg – a gift from Dad, or making a pizza from scratch. We’ve developed a Friday night pizza habit, and while the multigrain crust is pretty much the same each time, the toppings vary from week to week, and sometimes I switch from tomato sauce to pesto.

This is by no means the entire list of things that make me smile, just a few things that came to mind. What makes you smile?

The world watches in horror as the United States attacks itself.

With around-the-clock news and social media, the world was watching as the United States (among others) federal government floundered epically in the face of COVID-19. The world saw armed protestors rally against their elected officials, because their need for a haircut or a meal out is apparently more important than preserving lives.

The world was watching as the news came to light that an African American man, Ahmaud Arbery, who was running through a residential neighborhood, was killed by two armed vigilantes while their friend filmed the attack, and the local prosecutors sat on the case for over two months before arresting the attackers.

The world watched as a white (now ex-)police officer kneeled on the neck of George Floyd, an African American man, ignoring his cries for help and beyond the point when he became unresponsive. Three other officers, also since fired from their jobs, allowed this murder.

And now the world watches as the response to peaceful protests against systemic police brutality against minorities is… systemic police brutality. Reporters have been arrested and assaulted, including being shot with pepper balls. A CNN reporter was arrested – on camera – while visibly wearing his press credentials. And they’re seeing the protests turn into riots each evening, as the crowd shifts from the legitimate protestors to the rabble-rousers.

What the world isn’t seeing – I couldn’t even find this on our national news sites, much less international ones – is the clean-up effort, as volunteers flock to the Twin Cities. These people, the helpers, are the ones to watch. They’re the ones who understand that they live in the community and need to help each other. (It also lends credence to the accusation by Minnesota’s governor that most of the damage was done by non-residents. Who would show up the next day to clean up what they destroyed?)

Watch the police officers whose immediate response is to condemn the murder for what it was, and are trained to de-escalate situations instead of intensifying them. Watch the officers who listened to the protestors and joined them, recognizing the validity of the complaints. These are the officers who signed up to serve and protect everybody. These are the officers we need.

It’s what George Floyd needed – if just one officer of the three watching had done something right, his murder could have been prevented.

How does my garden grow (spring 2020)?

We are quickly shifting from spring to summer here in Chicagoland, though it varies by day which we’re enjoying. My first round of seeds has been planted everywhere I had planned, a couple starter plants purchased where seeds didn’t germinate, for the annual herbs up front, and my new garden bed. What’s more exciting is seeing tiny plants popping up across the various beds… and in the composter. Wait, what?

On the left, a garden tower with marigolds and petunias. Top right is the herb garden; middle right is tomatoes and squash; bottom right is garden bed with marigolds and petunias.

Yes, there are tiny squash plants in my open composter, just like there were last year. Those are probably acorn squash or carving pumpkins… it’s hard to tell at this stage.

My garden tower is filled with marigolds and petunias purchased through the Boy Scouts. The sheer quantity of individual plants included in their flats is insane; I filled the garden tower with half of each flat, and was left wondering what to do with the rest.

The star-shaped bed in front is my herb garden, with mint, chives, and cilantro carrying over from past years. I added parsley, sage, and rosemary into the points, and small (they only grow to about 6 feet) sunflowers in the middle, just behind the ninja gnome. There’s also mint popping up in the mulch… and the other points… I’m working on that.

In the back yard, my carrots failed to germinate in the keyhole bed, so I bought a couple tomato plants and a bell pepper. While I was watering them this week, I noticed the acorn squash and honeydew sprouting, along with the mystery squash in the composter. Based on what I can see at the moment, some of those mystery squash will probably end up in the windmill-shaped bed (not pictured) I set up last fall. One of the three squares in that bed has nothing germinating that I can see at the moment. One of the other squares is filled with okra, with all sixteen plants poking out.

The garden bed pictured in the bottom right is the old, cracked bed frame that I mentioned in last week’s post. It seemed like the perfect place for the rest of those marigolds and petunias. The empty space at the head and foot, also known as the “built-in trellises”… that’s where the big sunflowers have been planted. Big meaning they can grow up to fourteen feet tall. Past experience tells me that they tend to topple once the flower blooms, weighing too much for the roots to support. Shortly before that happens – if I’m on the ball – they’ll be secured to the trellises. Hopefully I’ll have some lovely photos to share later in the season.

Last, but certainly not least, is the small selection of fruit in my yard. The raspberries and mulberries came with the house; the raspberries are flowering, and the mulberry leaves are emerging for the season. On a more exciting note, the strawberries I planted last year near my grilling area have a tremendous amount of flowers, so I’m certainly looking forward to those.

When life gives you lemons, make lemon meringue pie.

I know, that’s not the traditional saying, but I generally march to the beat of a different bagpiper. I think it’s safe to say that 2020 has provided a significant number of lemons to every day life, and there’s only so much lemonade you can drink. So I like to look for something that takes a bit more effort. After all, life went to the trouble of giving me something.

The latest lemon to hit my life was when the support rail of my bed broke last week. It wasn’t unexpected, as it’s the second time one of the wooden rails broken, but the first time was a tiny break near the bolt. This is a full-fledged, half the length of the bed break.

Broken wooden support rail in a bed frame.

I suppose I could tell a funny story about how it broke… an epic battle between Arwen and Cassandra, which the bed lost. But it wasn’t that epic – Cassandra was holding Arwen, and fell back onto the bed when the cat struggled to escape. I heard the crack from the next room.

My lemonade approach would be to order new support rails, or finally get around to ordering a new bed, which I had been looking at for a while. I can honestly say I wasn’t surprised that it broke; the previous break was a couple years ago. I was more dismayed at the timing, since shopping is a bit difficult at the moment. I have ordered a new bed, figuring it’s a good use of stimulus money.

But what about the bed frame? I can’t exactly donate (even if places were open) or give away a broken bed frame, even after gluing it. That wouldn’t feel right. Our spring trash day, when we can put bulk items out at the curb was cancelled… and if it hadn’t been, was actually the day the bed broke, so the break would have been after the pick-up anyways. And to be honest, it’s a reasonably nice (if broken) bed… a pretty wood color that was originally a crib, converted to a toddler bed, and now a full-size bed.

And then I realized what my lemon meringue pie approach would be. With the feet planted into the ground, the support rails will be the right height for a raised garden bed. The size is just about right to reach into every part of the bed for gardening and weeding, possibly with pavers, or even by splitting apart the support slats from the bed itself, and rejoining them as walkways. And the head and foot of the bed are effectively built-in trellises.

Of course, this takes time to set up. Even though I’m not digging deep, I submitted a dig request to mark the utility lines, just to be sure. I need landscaping fabric to reduce weed growth, and a mix of dirt and compost to fill the bed once that’s all done. I’m looking forward to planting sunflowers in it this year, as the spot I’ve chosen is remarkably sunny.

I bought a furnace.

I can’t say that’s a phrase I ever wanted to use. A furnace certainly wasn’t on my top ten things to shop for list. But I knew it was coming.

I had hoped my boiler would limp through one more winter. Last winter, it gradually lost water over a period of three to four weeks, with no obvious leak. That implied the leak was somewhere in the pipes to the radiators, but those pipes are buried in the foundation throughout the house. I learned how to bleed the system – drain the water and the build-up of air into the garage work sink to allow the water to replenish – buying functionality for another pair of weeks, until the room temperature variances started again.

As with all home improvement projects, I did my due diligence and requested estimates from multiple companies. Ultimately the one I chose was not just because they included a maintenance package and removal of the boiler, but because their sales representative explained what he was looking at in the house and attic, and what they needed to do for each piece of the puzzle.

Unassembled pieces of ductwork along with my stuff in the garage

Switching from a boiler and window air-conditioning meant there was no ductwork in the house yet, so we spent four long days with people crawling around in the attic and hammering away in the garage. I pulled what little I store in the attic down, moved furniture around in the garage, and parked outside for a week in December.

When they were done, I had a working furnace, a smart thermostat, and more importantly, peace of mind.

And an air-conditioner. Because I have ductwork now, and it will be far more efficient than window units.

Thoughts on The Long Earth

I just finished reading a book about traveling between parallel worlds. It was an amazing book, and at some point down the line, I’m sure I’ll share the review of it here. While reading it, it struck me how clever Terry Pratchett and Stephen Baxter were in creating a mode of travel for The Long Earth that was so clearly available to the masses.

When access to the means of travel, in this case, across the multiverse, is controlled by a corporation or by price, the story will be about a select group that can travel. In The Long Earth (the name of both the first book and the series), the plans for the “Stepper” were released online, and involved mostly items that are available at your local hardware store. And a potato to power it.

If you ever had a potato clock, you can appreciate the simplicity of it with at least a vague understanding that you can power something with a potato. Or pair of potatoes, for the clocks. The Stepper plans were deliberately accessible and available to everybody.

Another twist in The Long Earth was that humanity only evolved on ours, referred to as Datum Earth. No need to wonder if you’re going to meet yourself, or an evil version, on the next Earth over. People stepped either east or west, with the nearest Earths, as measured in steps from Datum Earth labeled “low”. Some people went higher, building new homes far from the civilization they knew, exploring the new frontiers.

And some people found they didn’t need the steppers. Interesting adventures were had by all.