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[snarp]

Let us observe a moment of silence for my vision-correcting prostheses. They were ten years old.

(I’m going to get some Krazy Glue and try to fix them, because I fear change even on so trivial a scale, but the plastic’s gone brittle and weirdly-bubbly. So I just ordered a $10 set of replacements that look as much as possible like them.

For the moment I’m altering between sunglasses and my high-school-era set, which have a slightly-too-weak prescription. My face looks completely wrong. It is someone else’s face.)

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Toby and I were watching QI, and in one episode Stephen Fry had glasses that (I assume) were split in the middle and had magnets closing them. They were on a string around his neck, and when he stopped using them to read, he split them to take them off and let them dangle.

So, y'know, you have options...

editaha!