6.353 thinking, concert

Saturday 11/22/2025

A completely unscheduled day. When I said that yesterday, Joanne said, facetiously, “Oh what will you do with yourself?” Well, I walked to the local farmers market. Walking back I was thinking about maybe trying to use an AI to do some coding. I’ve been reading about programming with AIs.

Then I got to thinking about another issue, passkeys. Lately web sites have begun bugging you, when you log in with a passWORD, to create a passKEY. Various residents have asked me if they should do that or ignore it and I’ve had to say, I don’t recommend it because I don’t understand it. Well, how about I get to understand it? That’ll fill some time.

I started by having a long chat with Claude.ai, and that was very helpful. (You can read our convo here.) Then I read some of the docs Claude referenced. Then, being a compulsive tech writer, I drafted a summary intended for my colleagues on the Tech Squad. That still needs tidying up, but that filled the afternoon rather well.

At 4 I went down the hall and had a cup of tea with Dr. Margaret. Then went downstairs for an early supper. At 6:30 Joanne found me in the lobby and we walked 4 blocks to the 1st Presbyterian Church, for a concert. Weeks ago we had walked past 1st Pres. and noticed a poster, for a free concert by their “musician in residence”, a Kurdish guy skilled in the instruments of that part of the world. Here’s the description.

It was a nice event. The place was filled, a couple hundred people easily, and at least ten of our neighbors from CH. The music was very much middle-eastern, twangy stringed instruments playing repetitive patterns that reminded me of Indian sitar sounds, and very skilled drumming like Indian tabla drumming but different. The high point was when a lovely woman in a flowing white gown came out and did a Sufi whirling dance. For at least ten minutes she spun slow and fast and slow, making various arm postures as she went. It was hypnotic for everybody. Afterwards people were looking at each other and saying, “how does she not fall down with vertigo after that?”

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