While striking the thinker pose.

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Uhrm, and there is only one project that ever leads me to such.  Never worry, we all do.  Still, sometimes it's the only quiet time, or one of the rare times my mind is quiet.  A load sensitivity thing?  *grins*

Today, as I was thinking *cough* a couple of things came to me.

The first was about women.  No offense, unrelated to the pose, or reason for it.  I was speaking with a woman, recently.  I have seen her before, but not really spoken.  A wonderful woman.  She had no fear or worry about me, and a smile in her eyes.  No, not a romantic thing at all.  As a sister, or kin, I think as we both saw it.  At the time, because I was in the middle of a four day outing spree, I didn't have the time to consider.  Sometimes my mind will go back, sometimes it won't.  Enough rest, a bit of this or that, and a reason, usually... or another tie-in... must call me back, or I might just drift there.  If there is a reason, my mind will eventually re-evaluate some things.  Rightly?  Wrongly?  Will we ever know while we live and breath, for certain?

In any case, this woman... I didn't see it immediately at the time.  She seems familiar.  Perhaps the sister of a friend, a lady I somewhat know.  Although, when one meets another at a masquerade ball, and never sees the true face, whether someone is a sister of a woman met, or a friend, or the actual woman, sometimes, may never be known.  Not with any certitude, especially if the woman or women choose to be obscure.  Like that ever happens!  :p  Still, I... finally realized... there might be a tie-in between this one and that one... or not.

Oh, far be it from me to be grumpy about the doings of ladyfolk.  I quite love the way they play, hide, show, and sneak.  I understand at least some of it.  Defensive, perhaps, at first.  But then once something is one way, even if a perceived need of it goes away, changing the game is difficult.  And, I think, a woman might always have a bit of a need for this or that beyond what one other party might know, especially what a man might think or understand.  And I most certainly am a man... or male... are nephilim men?  Male for sure in any case.  Still, I either met a sister I had not met but know, or a sister to that sister, if not necessarily by blood or even bond, but by nature?  Suspicious... even when I know, which I don't at this point.  Yes, Athena will always remain through the... damage(?)... done while making me aware of her, then extricating her.  A little piece of her remains, if nothing else to give me a headache from time to time.  *grin*  Oh... just... more stories.  Probably.

The other thing, as I was doing my daily daily along with the other thinking and sudoku, I realized that the pen (which I no longer use) was only part of the problem.  The touchplate on the smartphone is extra sensitive, even to my touch.  I am beginning to believe my complaints regarding Verizon, especially the ones that hit a nerve (which I do well), have gotten to them.  Their passive-aggressive nature means that they tinker with my device from afar, making it difficult to use.  Who knows what else they have done to the thing.  And they wonder why we don't like to have them get in bed with the government?  They are nasty enough, no one wishes for them to have even more access to power.  Petty and dangerous.  I am definitely giving the device, and service, a toss when the contract is up.

Oh, right... even with their tinkering, sudoku has been amazing.  Even while striking a pose, and actively, and thinking on the side as I am wont to do, as I have said, I play anyway.  Yesterday and the day before, I broke records, even while otherwise quite indisposed.  First I did my fastest time, finishing in 13 seconds.  Then, yesterday, I did one better in the same situation.  I finished a sudoku problem in 12 seconds, without the stylus as well (which refuses to be tamed so as to be useful, though as I mentioned they are tinkering with the sensitivity of the touch screen, or now(?)).  I wonder how fast I could get without artificial interference?  They think what they do is invisible.  It is not.

Well... something something, then maybe something else?  I don't know that!  Later.