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Some work. It occurred to me that Google Analytics really is useless – not worth the kilobytes – it’s a small proportion of the total kilobytes, but at least all the adtech kilobytes make money for someone. So I turned to GoAccess, which seems like the best thing for analysing access logs, which satisfies my particular needs. That has the questionable advantage of counting all the non-human website traffic – there’s the the option of ignoring it, but no thanks. I wasted lots of time getting the configuration just right, slowed down by my intransigence towards bothering to read the documentation, and now that avenue of timewasting has been exhausted.
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🎦 MaXXXine, I enjoyed with some reservations. Later I was inspired to drive to the “Oasis Hotel” in American Truck Simulator.
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Bicycling though an industrial estate, I was obstructed by a fellow manoeuvring a big red lorry back and forth, struggling to turn around. I liked the slogan on the curtainsider enough to consider taking a photo, but that might have looked like I was going to snidely post on the internet a video of someone’s bad day at work … obviously, as a Truck Simulator dabbler I fancied that I could have done a better job. Anyway, turns out there’s already coverage of the slogan on the internet. (Huge thanks to my Google search history for helping me remember the name of the company a week later.) I didn’t hang around to watch, I squeezed past when the driver got out of the cab to pace around, so I’ll never know how it concluded.
Then further down the road, a startling glimpse through an open door of a warehouse full of people in activewear doing possibly Zumba or another dance-based group fitness activity – that’s industry these days, and why not!
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Recently resumed being a sourdough ponce, partly because of forgetting to buy bread or even dried yeast, and I think I’ve succeeded in making a normal-ish loaf that doesn’t taste excessively sour and that fits in both the toaster and the air-tight storage container. So, well done me. I’ve still never made a poolish.