I used to put on dockers and a polo shirt, ride the train to Highlands Fucking Ranch and pretend to be one of "them".
Didn't seem to work too well. Now that I can work virtual office I sit around half the morning in my pajamas waiting to take a dump before getting dressed. A shower and real clothes don't help much but going for a long ride or run when I should be working does wonders.
I boiled my thermometer, and sure enough, this spot, which purported to be two thousand feet higher than the locality of the hotel, turned out to be nine thousand feet LOWER. Thus the fact was clearly demonstrated that, ABOVE A CERTAIN POINT, THE HIGHER A POINT SEEMS TO BE, THE LOWER IT ACTUALLY IS. Our ascent itself was a great achievement, but this contribution to science was an inconceivably greater matter.
--MT--
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