Over the holiday season I read the following books (all in audio or electronic formats via hoopla), which, in retrospect, seem to depict one form or another of dystopia:
And I would say that reality beats fiction.
For someone starting 3D modeling digitally—not counting the pottery class as a kid when he spent most of the time throwing clay to the ceiling—he found manual modeling to be both challenging and satisfying. The challenge came from technical precision (e.g., wedging the clay to the right stiffness, centering the clay on the wheel for throwing, trimming the clay to the right shape, and glazing the clay to the right combination of layers and colors), while the satisfaction arose from intuitive direct manipulation and the visceral feeling of clay in hand.
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The swimming pool was cold, no longer heated after the winter heating was turned off due to budget cuts. So he did some high-intensity exercises for about an hour to warm up before spending fifteen minutes (about a quarter of his usual swimming time) in the cold water.
The initial shock felt more like pain than cold, but it subsided after a few laps. It felt rewarding afterwards, especially with the hot spring soaking.
He then took a cold-water shower while waiting for the hot water to gradually arrive, experiencing similar cycles of sensations.
After a holiday, he returned to work and started with implementing a new feature as a warm-up.
After merging the first pull request, he realized it was buggy — he had forgotten to test another major aspect of the prototype — and ended up needing three more pull requests to complete the job.
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