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In high school I tried wearing a wristwatch. I discovered how small the tolerances are in the way I move past obstacles, when I kept banging the leading edge of the watch against doorframes that I never bumped into without the watch.

Today I was moving in more of a hurry than usual, through a doorway that has an eyescrew sticking out from it for a latch. Right at nipple height. Just grazed it. Stung a little (I was moving really fast), not enough to be really painful, but enough to rather startle me. No point to my mentioning this, other than that it struck me as one of those little, odd things that happen, and a reminder of how close I pass to things.

A quote from rec.org.sca -- someone whose name appears as Dillon Burke in the From line, and Miles in the signature:

[You know you're in the SCA when] Someone asks you at work what you think of the proposed web page design and you say "It violates the rules of tincture".

I got sleepy early. I went to bed. I was nearly asleep when a leg cramp woke me. I got rid of the cramp, and was nearly asleep again, when another one woke me. It's nearly dawn and I'm still awake. This is annoying. I had plans that involved my having slept.

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I discovered how small the tolerances are in the way I move past obstacles

i remember how small the tolerances are in the way you drive past obstacles. and yet somehow you never hit them. it's like magic!

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Oh yeah, I keep forgetting how passengers react to that... My doing that is partly a reflection of how extremely familiar I am with the car I'm driving. If I've driven it enough to feel like it's an extension of my body, I allow less space (unconsciously). If it's a rented truck, I allow a lot more space.

Were you one of the people in the car that time in the Photon parking lot when I drove between two parked cars that looked really far apart to me and too close to pass between to everyone else?

I wonder whether this is related to my willingness to slowly squeeze cars into barely-large-enough parallel parking spaces. (Greasing the bumpers with Vaseline helps.)

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I think that was Rudyard Kipling, but I have two suggestions for you, Glenn: 1) Grow yourself some personal space; and 2) Get a pocket watch. I did, and now I don't scratch or bust up my watch crystals anymore. (Don't you wish you could get a watch with a real crystal crystal? Well, that you could actually *afford*?) :)

See you at Pennsic, neighbour.

Renata, who's almost done her *#$@^!!! project, finally finally!!

I dunno, I'm already what, 40 pounds or so larger than I want to be even without adding an invisible buffer zone. ;-) (Okay, so I do have a "personal space" distance for interpersonal stuff, just not with inanimate objects.)

My solution to the wristwatch problem in high school and college was to take the watch off the band and stick it in my pocket. Later, I had a cheap digital thingie from a Dollar Store that I kept in my purse, and now I'm using a cell phone that has a clock built in, so I just pull that out to check the time.

The scary thing is that even a signet ring (no big, protruding stone) used to get bashed into doorways when I wore it.

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