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Moose hunting did not go as planned this last year. Life conspired against me for the main, intended hunt in September, and I never even got out. And the moose conspired against me for the shorter, second hunt period during one week in November.
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How often have we heard horror stories about something going unexpectedly wrong with the plumbing over the holidays and causing a catastrophic loss of seasonal joy? Ours was self inflicted.
Rose and I were making dinner the other night when I did something careless and got a quick gravity check. It’s nice to know you can count on something, I thought as I cleaned the floor. In fact, I got a chuckle, thinking that gravity checks were one of the main reasons the TV program America’s Funniest Videos (AFV) exists. I hadn’t seen that show in a long time but had recently watched an episode and was reminded of just how ubiquitous, misjudged, and funny gravity can be.
This wasn’t my only recent encounter with excessively exuberant gravity. I had another lesson hammered home this fall that kept me from hunting.
We were recently forced to adopt two-factor authentication (2FA) to access our university accounts, including our email. I am in favor of security, so I was willing to try it out (though it was not optional). I use it for banking and find it an inconvenience there, but I can live with it because I use it infrequently and the consequences of having my finances hacked are horrific to contemplate.