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  • Improved Wordle Cheating

    I use a script to help me with Wordle — creating the script, and watching it work (rather than the actual play itself), are what I like most about playing Wordle.

    My script works, in conjunction with a text file of the most common five-letter words, by counting the most common letters used in whatever subset of words are valid at any point in the game — part of the script runs the text file through a regular expression filter to get that valid word list — then rating the words by how many high-count letters they contain. This especially is a good tool early in the game, since it helps to either confirm or eliminate the most obvious letter choices right off the bat, but it has diminishing returns with later choices.

    I modified the script to similarly score multiple-letter combinations, but the results were mixed. Past a certain point, this approach really doesn’t do much, and adding letters didn’t change that. My average score hovered at basically just below four guesses per game…

    The “wordle bot” assistant has its own way to assess words, based on a “divide and conquer” approach: the results of each word selection basically split the potential words into several groups, where all the words in each group would have produced the same result if they were the answer. (I call the groups “buckets,” and the approach the “bucket method.”) The more buckets a word choice can split the potential words into, and the fewer words are in each bucket, the better that word is for zeroing in on the correct answer.

    I decided to try using this approach, writing a python script to do the work. It really was pretty easy, surprisingly so, and it worked really well so I added some sorting to it and incorporated it as an option into my original helper script.

    The results, again, have been mixed. I think my average score is now closer to 3 than 4, but I’ve also had a whole lot more fives (and some more twos) so the variance seems to have grown. My “skill” score went up, but my “luck” score dropped… Part of this (especially the “luck” part) is because I’m not selecting words as randomly, or weighting the odds like my old method did, so I now start with my go-to choice of “SLATE” (always, for luck), then use my original wordle-helper method to find the next word, and from there I use the new bucket method. Better, but still not great.

    It turns out, the new method is a bit more sensitive than the old one to unusable words in the word list. Wordle has a fairly large set of acceptable words (I think I saw somewhere that it was about 3000), but only a subset (say 2000?) can be winners, and none of them are plural (no ending in “S”), past tense verbs (mostly no ending in “ED”) and definitely no inappropriate words. There are may be other deal-breakers too, but that’s a pretty good set of exceptions. Meanwhile my potential word list, which comes in at over 5000 words, contains all of those and more.

    So I’ve been curating my list. I added some regular expression filters to avoid words ending in “S” or “ED,” and marked as many inappropriate words as I could find so they would not get considered. My results are now much better, though there are still a few words that my list considers common but the NY Times does not.

    Today’s score was a five, but I just had a long run of threes.

    About my choice of “SLATE”

    Even before I first wrote my wordle helper, I decided that “SLATE” was the best opening word, since it had what I thought were the most common letters, and the best combinations, to start the game. I’ve been using it ever since, and at some point I felt vindicated when the wordle-bot started using it as its own best starting word. Everyone else started using it too, but then the bot began to start with “PLATE” and my word became far less popular…

    Well, I was playing with my new script, running it for a starting word (that is, with no restrictions except plurals, past tense and cusses), and the best choice by far was “SLATE.” I feel vindicated again, though I don’t yet know why “PLATE” is the current opener of choice for the bot.


  • Arrival

    Ben and Jenny are here; they arrived last night in time for dinner with Emmi, Kyle & Iris. We are currently, post-breakfast, working on logistics and infrastructure — we’re talking bikes here — and generally just hanging out. They are still working their way through a big pile of tasks and issues, but they’re here now.


  • General Life Update

    Meantime, what else has been going on?

    Well, Ben and Jenny are on their way East. They are relocating to somewhere near us, and have spent the last month preparing for the move, basically getting their affairs in order and saying their goodbyes. They don’t really have much to bring with them (everything they own fits in their car), so they are taking a bit of a grand tour, sightseeing and visiting friends, and expect to arrive in the Philly area by March. They’ve been traumatized and their future is still somewhat up in the air, but I am starting to feel a bit less worried about them.

    They will probably not be staying with us as we originally thought, but we followed through on our emergency bathroom remodeling job anyway. There wasn’t that much that needed doing, just a new vanity light and a new coat of paint (and a new sink while we’re at it), but we let it all sit for years until the Ben and Jenny Emergency made us leap into action… Our contractor should in fact be done today or tomorrow.

    Yesterday was an Iris day, and I also visited my Mom.


  • Plot Twist

    The story of this year is already turning grim…

    Ben and Jennie live in Altadena. They called Tuesday night to say they had to evacuate, literally at a moment’s notice and with not much more than the clothes on their backs, to escape the Eaton fire — they (and their cat) got out safely, and were at her Mom’s house a few hours away.

    Wednesday afternoon they called to let us know that their home and all their possessions, and in fact their entire neighborhood, were just gone. Clothes, furniture, books and artwork, their bank and grocery store and favorite restaurant… They lived in an enclave of tiny little cottages, and were very close with their neighbors; I expect that community will now be scattered to the winds. This is just plain awful.

    They spent the last day or so at a friend’s cabin near Joshua Tree to escape the fire pollution, and are now staying at a big AirBnB with her extended family. I don’t know what their immediate plans are, but they said they’ll take a month or so to deal with whatever needs to be done, and then relocate to the East Coast. They’ll stay with us when they get here.


  • Remembering My Uncle Frank

    RIP Frank Barth III (1942-2023)

    I wrote this post in January of last year, but never published it. Some additions and light editing, and here it is:

    My Uncle Frank passed away a year ago last summer. I really couldn’t write much about it at the time, but here’s a post to at least mark and remember his passing.

    Frank was my mom’s younger brother, the middle of three; he was just a few years younger than my mom. Here are a few photos I have from my mom’s photo book. These were taken at a park in Brooklyn, maybe Prospect Park.

    I have another photo from before my time, what looks like a vacation photo of my Uncles Pat and Frank as teenagers:

    Pat and Frank, ca 1958

    Here are some of my own photos, taken many years ago (and years apart):

    The first was at my cousin Frank’s wedding circa 2003, and the second is when My uncle Frank an Aunt Pat visited my parents in maybe 2011 or so. This might have been the last time I’d seen either of them alive and in person: they lived in Florida, Aunt Pat had health issues and passed just at the start of COVID, and Uncle Frank followed her not all that long after.

    Uncle Frank and Aunt Pat had three kids (Patricia, Eileen and Frank), our families were about the same age and we spent a lot of our holidays together, but I hadn’t seen them in years; Uncle Frank’s funeral was a bittersweet reunion. Here we are together, my cousins, brothers and me at the post-funeral luncheon:

    family members posing
    Chris, me, Patricia, Kevin, Eileen and Frank


  • Procrastinating Already?!

    Happy New Year!

    Today will be the day I do my usual New Year things (hike, blog my greetings, etc). Yesterday was a day for the family: Emmi & Kyle came over with Iris, and we spent the day hanging out, Zooming with Ben & Jenny in LA, cooking and eating (including our New Year’s pork & sauerkraut), and opening up yet more presents. It was a long but very pleasant day.

    This is what I wrote just about five years ago, it kind of sums up how I feel right now: I’m glad to turn the page, but I’m not sure things will be getting better anytime soon. As always, we shall see.


  • Obligatory…

    So here’s my (by now sort of traditional) Thanksgiving offering:

    Enjoy! And for those who may prefer a more traditional holiday, uh, tradition:

    Happy Thanksgiving everybody! Don’t eat too much, that’s not the point.


  • Some Downtime

    I’m out on the town right now on a tour of coffee shops. I’m currently at Johnny’s Bagels, after a visit to Bitty & Beau’s, just tapping away on my laptop and enjoying the human parade in front of me — or “enjoying;” the people near me are squabbling about their food at the moment. Anne is still out of town through tomorrow.

    I visited my Mom yesterday. It wasn’t a working visit, just a “visit” visit but I did help her with a few household tech things (printer, etc); I also gave her the digital picture frame I picked up for her a few weeks ago. (I put my photos on it, the ones of my dad I brought to the funeral, and also the ones Chris brought.) I think she was pretty happy with it.

    On the way home last night I started thinking about historical markers, especially the ones relating to the Walking Purchase (my drive home essentially follows the route of the walk), so when I go home I went to the Pennsylvania Historical Marker Program, downloaded the Walking Purchase marker data, and added it to the geodatabase I started for the Walking Purchase. (Technically it’s a geopackage, and I currently keep it as part of my Native Paths project. Speaking of which, I am starting to see the end of what I’ve been doing with the native paths. Not sure what comes next.) I was reading “Promised Land” this morning, but that’s a little too depressing to read in big chunks.

    I’m getting ready to head back home, and watching the windy street out the window. It looks a lot more like November now, cloudy and blustery, and cool if not absolutely freezing. After weeks of warm and sunny, which was nice at first but became more disquieting as the weeks passed (and the drought conditions, and the wildfires and burn bans worsened), it was a pleasure to have two days of “wintry mix” last week. Even walking in it was nice — of course, I was dressed for it.

    Well it’s not raining right now, but I’m dressed for what we do have. Off I go.


  • Getting Ready for Thanksgiving

    This is what I wrote, twenty years ago.

    Right now I’m home alone. Anne’s sister Lorraine came down from Tamaqua last night (they were expecting snow), and they took off early this morning, picking up Laura on their way to a “sisters weekend” in Massachussetts. I might visit my Mom tomorrow, if I hear back from her, but otherwise I’m on my own… I am currently wearing a nice heavy wool sweater and eating fish chowder, and I will probably go for a walk in the drizzling “wintry mix” soon, to drop off some overdue library books. Thank goodness the weather has finally become more seasonable, though it is less fun outside now, and we still have a long way to go before the drought conditions are over.

    One other thing: I just signed up for Bluesky. I never subscribed to Twitter, and I’ve been on Mastodon for years but it’s kind of boring (though this might be down to how I use it); we will see about the new kid.


  • Another One Bites The Dust

    So we flew out to Altadena last week, and saw this happen…

    Congratulations Ben and Jenny!

    We flew out early last Wednesday morning, meeting Emmi, Kyle & Iris, and David & Noemi, at the airport for our 6:30 flight. We were all flying together, Allentown to LAX by way of Chicago, followed by an hour or so drive to our hotel in Pasadena. (Anne and I also gave one of Ben’s friends a ride from the airport to where he was staying, but we were still checked in at our own place by around 4:00.) Dinner was at a local salad restaurant, and that’s where Ben and Jenny caught up with us.

    The next few days were sort of a routine: up early and breakfast at a local cafe, then fun time with Iris — we really got to know the local parks and playgrounds. Afternoons were spent doing touristy things: Thursday at the South Pasadena farmer’s market (followed by a dinner party at Ben and Jenny’s), Friday at the Santa Monica Pier, including a trip to the aquarium where I got to pet a shark. (Coming home Friday night was also our first real taste of LA traffic…)

    Saturday started with our typical morning routine, then we were off to the wedding venue, a park near Ben and Jenny’s home in Altadena. We got there a bit early and helped with setup, met more of Jenny’s family etc, and finally the big moment came. The wedding ceremony was lovely, and very personal, a mix of Quaker and Iranian Jewish traditions, with the mountains of the Angeles National Forest as backdrop. Afterward we all went to dinner at one of their favorite local restaurants.

    This was unfortunately where Iris reached her limit. She’d been a real trouper up to this time — on the flights, in the hotel and around town, but she’d finally had enough and started melting down; Emmi and Kyle took her home not long after we arrived. We stuck around quite a bit longer — the food and the company were great, and Jenny’s family were an incredibly fun bunch.

    Sunday morning we were all scheduled to go to the nearby town of Ojai for some sightseeing and a visit to the hot springs, but Anne and I offered to stay back with Iris to give her some chill time (and her parents some grown-up fun time). She got in a three-hour-plus nap, and then we just had fun playing in the hotel lobby and watching cartoons (and eating cookies) in our room. The downtime did her, and us, a world of good.

    Emmi and Kyle came back to the hotel around 7:00, with Ben and a bunch of fun stories about their time in Ojai. We had dinner in our room, then went down to the hotel bar where we met Jenny and some of their friends from the wedding. This was a little bittersweet, our last time all together — we were flying home in the early morning — so we laughed and talked, and stayed up maybe a little later than we should have…

    Monday was a long day, and it was all business: driving to LAX through the leading edge of rush hour, flying to Newark, and finally taking a bus back to Allentown. We were home by 10:00 PM, and we were toast.