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October 21, 2026

Yesteryear
One year ago today: October 21, 2025, nope, still no license.
Five years ago today: October 21, 2021, remember Hot Girl?
Nine years ago today: October 21, 2017, $2,000 so far.
Random years ago today: October 21, 2008, the blood donor people.

           I don’t want to be the one that points out yet again that somebody on the Trump team is following this blog, but guess what? Trump is offering a reward (up to $30k) for anyone who provides data that results in a fraud conviction. Hmmm, I also suggested he do this with political opponents. This could get interesting. I had to turn the heater on. This means a beautiful day ahead. Here is a real Indian Army training film. It took a while to wait for the right day, but I got the dryer back together. So instead of impressing you with my hard work, you get this picture from the best of the videos.

           This was a crazy job, ten years ago an hour, today four hours. And I’m missing one screw; I got GenXed so no pictures for you. Win 11 leaves not indication if a flash drive is still linked, and the eject icon (if you can find it) does not show which link is active. Guess wrong, and the camera still does every function—except take pictures. I’m certain, somehow these AOLs are telepathically linked through a server in hell.

           The problem is fitting that replacement belt into place. It is positioned where you cannot see it, so it must be done by feel. And it turns out there are four ways this can be positioned. I actually got it right first time, but see that gap between the belts. It isn’t there on my machine. The two belts rub against each other. Possibly there is a gap once you reassemble the machine, but then you cannot see it or feel it.
           Hence the four hours and I am one tired cowboy. The chore reminded me Kenmore is one cheap-ass brand. It’s back together and working, at least the drum and heater, which is about it. The lid will not go back on and most of the panels had to be forced back into place. The dryer is in an elevated and covered deck, yet there are signs of rust and corrosion everywhere. Kiss my rosie red, America.

           Here is the dryer with the lid off as I prepare to re-install the lint filter cover. It’s only fun the first ten times you have to get up for another tool or something. You can see the dry deck and great lighting, there is no reason for this appliance to be so decrepit already. I have an excuse, I am past my expiry date. Hey world, I found the gumption to get this thing working again.
           It’s not over yet, there is no indication why that last belt snapped. It was otherwise in very good condition. I’ll monitor the performance for a while. That would have been at least a $250 or $300 job at a shop. And that is where I’m headed right after a big lunch break. Rice with port and onions. Garlic and curry, this follows a breakfast of eggs, sausage, toast, and coffee. That’s our blog-food mention and I’m claiming I needed it to keep up strength.
           That’s because I went over limit. That dryer needed man-handling to get at the innards and this time I did not pace myself. Same with walking back to the shed (twenty friggen times) to get something, I did not pause or rest, until the unit was back in operating condition, and there is a load of towels and underwear waster to test it with later. Yes, I own a lot of underwear, for unlike my brothers, I change daily. Now you know too much.

Picture of the day.
Roseate Spoonbill.
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           What did I learn today. I picked up this can of “sanding sealer”, out of curiosity. What’s it for? The label on the can has no instructions, it is 90% warnings. Says if you spill any on your shoes, you are supposed throw them away. It’s a highly recommended product but it is just primer. And talk about odor, it says use only in well-ventilated areas and they mean it.

           Whew, it don’t get much getter than in my leaky shed with a crosswind and both fans on. Recall your model airplane glue? This is about four times stronger. It looked nice in the can, so I applied it to some wood around the shop. Shines nice, but we’ll judge again when it dries. The stuff goes my several differing names, this is the first time I’ve tried it. It is volatile juice, you can smell that instantly.
           The mixture is also strange, it mixes but never blends. Left sitting, it moves in patterns by itself. I made a short video that I think resembles the red spot, on Jupiter. This movement here is shown in real time, you can see it swirling by itself in a distinct order toward the central dot. Why, if I was 30 years younger, I’d look into that. Unless I was too busy voting myself some free money, if you get my drift.

           Soon as I lay down, I was out for four hours But I have drying and a second load in the washer. This is consistent with every time I exert just a normal amount. I’m drained and the recovery time ranges from a day to a week. Here I am. The lesson is learned, I must plan for the day that I cannot even do this, I did not age gracefully. One day you are young, the next day you are into tapioca and walking slower than the dog.
           At least my woes are not self-inflicted. It seems the celebrities and such who fled America for the safety and social tranquility of Europe are having one hell of a time trying to get back into this country. At first they fell for the same trick as Canada. Everything seems swell for the first while. Then they find out what lower salaries and “free” healthcare are really about. Successful US business models get quelched under foreign socialism, and there is another factor nobody will mention. Those societies are static. Constantly trying to improve is not part of their fabric.

           The polls are thick with anti-Trump statistics and declarations. The message is to not bother voting because he has already lost. This time very few are falling for it, in fact, the general feeling seems to be that Trump as already quietly secured the election. His massive rallies have proven the best gauge twice already, three if you admit he really did win 2020. The undercurrent is that the Democrats one remaining chance is to create massive unrest.

           The catch there is that this time Trump and America are ready for it. In fact, one smart aleck posted a plan that knows the riots will be confined to blue cites. The moment they step in to rural turf, they’ll get their asses blown off. So, he continued, just use the army to seal the rioters in and let the cities bleed out. Sounds like a plan to me. We are now at the phase of pollster scandals, election subpoenas, and fraud busts.
           It’s not often MSM distractions make my day, but here is the Wyoming Pumpkin. Some smart aleck posted, “Run, Pumpkie, run!” Don’t let the Establishment pigs ruin your day. At latest report, Pumpkie had made it 63 miles toward the Florida State line.

Last Laugh

October 20, 2026

Yesteryear
One year ago today: October 20, 2025, an ambulance, you say.
Five years ago today: October 20, 2021, I survive McDonalds.
Nine years ago today: October 20, 2017, for an uncertain future.
Random years ago today: October 20, 2012, a lot more.

           NASA featherbedding has cost the USA most of the space race. Reports from Japan are a successful launch of a mission to return samples from a moon of Mars. Not until 2031, but more ambitious than anything NASA has planned. And most of that breaks no new ground. Even the hardware is 30 years old. That’s twice as old as many home-schooled children who are attaining the level of Bachelors and Masters degrees. True, those are the lowered standards of our time, but still. It demonstrates public school is daycare geared toward hoodlums.

           France continues to burn, and I love the meme showing that bland-looking broad trying to stop her store from being looted by screaming she voted for immigration. Jokes on you lady. Rumors are getting past censors indicating that police have been fired on by AK-47s and Skorpions (a machine pistol that costs around $360).

           Here’s a picture of some kind of warming pot. Probably from the hot dog cart. The thing is, I dropped it and it rings like a bell. Testing it several ways, it chimes. Wish I had found this before I made my doorbell contraption. It’s a little dirty here, I was using it to store rusty bolts. There is picture of the F-boxes with knobs, showing they do not at all turn out bad-looking once that “weathered oak” stain has a day or two drying time. It does change.
           My new smart phone is up to Google shenanigans again. This time it is mucking around with text messaging again, constantly switched itself to RCS (Rich Communications Services) which is a tracking and recording, while I prefer SMS which works anywhere and does not require a smart phone. RCS requires a WiFi connection, but disguises that by instantly reverting to SMS when the connection fails. But my main objection is this type of behind-the-scenes tinkering that relies on a majority of sheeple users. If there is nothing funny going on, why are they secretive?

           There are many new videos showing restored 50s and 60s cars very much in demand. Did I ever mention it was attempting to fix up an older car that taught me about infrastructure costs. I knew it was there, but had to learn first that I did not have it, second that it would take half my life to get it. The alternative was to own nothing and be very unhappy. I’ll explain.
           It looks like one could just by a car and work on it. Wrong. You need a covered place to park and work on it. A ton of tools, idle time, and a way to move it if you do. You cannot park it on the street, most places will not let you work on it in a driveway. It’s when you add up the tens of thousands of dollars you need just to begin work that you realize, as I did, that it is a rich man’s hobby.

           But it must be a hard lesson for most people, as they never learn. They give money to welfare and charity without realizing it does not provide infrastructure, which I figure costs at least twenty times as much. True, there is some infrastructure provided by society with roads, buslines, and libraries. None of it really helps. Just few days back I was listing some of the more direct logistics surrounding mailing a letter. I estimate for most people to be able to post a letter on demand, like the letter I wrote to this morning, would set most people back around $75 not counting the costs of travel and time to put it all together.
           For example, I reached for my small envelopes on the shelf, hit the printer button on my keyboard, listened for the paper in the ink-jet to rattle, peeled a stamp off my supply, and grabbed a pen as I hand-address most letters. Not one of those activities happens by accident. I further know that if you fall too far behind on any of the steps, if collapses the whole plan unless you have a backup—and it has to be maintained between times of not mailing letters or it will cost you even more. And that is why people on welfare stay on welfare and stupid people stay stupid.
           For anybody that wonders what it costs to mail a single letter right from scratch, it is around $78. If you use a computer, that is not from scratch, you would either incur the cost of getting to the library, or if hand-written, the time invested to relearn the art of letter-writing. It’s a complicate calculation to get it all moving, so the true cost is close to what I estimated.

Picture of the day.
Erosion in the Atacama.
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           Still no word back from the lady at the paint place. I made a pair of fake boxes with her name and e-mail on the side panels. Seeing their name in lights sometimes kick-starts people. One of my peeves is people who don’t answer their mail. Alberta did not vote to separate, which is suspicious right there. They did vote to have say over who can immigrate there, and voted on the right to restrict who can collect welfare. I did not know Canadians were allowed to vote on such things, it being the top welfare state in the hemisphere.

           I have a small electric motor I cannot place. I know I’ve seen these before, but only on electric go-karts. But those were DC and this one appears to be AC. I think I tore it out of something while after something else and forgot it. Maybe an air compressor—but if so why is the motor reversible? Hey, unlike what I saw at the therapy place, at least I have a mind left that can ponder these things.

           The election will dominate things for a while. I’m doing nothing I can top that with. But I did get a laugh how Democrats have put forward a bill prohibiting immigration agents within 40 feet of voting stations. Why, when they have gone on record swearing no illegals are voting. Ha, it is classic how Trump has got them revealing such blatant hypocrisy, he’s the boss at this. The underlying predicament for the liberals is if they lose power, they cannot block investigations into their pasts like they have in the past. Will they fight or flee, they must do one.
           Another blow to their operations is Trump’s revamp of the social security system. Around 15% of the claims were fraudulent. They found 17 million deaths had not been recorded, but would not say where they were found, like nobody can guess. The curious statistic is how 25 million of the records had the citizenship box left blank. It looks like the party is over. The sad part is the Republicans will not arrest and jail the wrongdoers.

           The Reb called, there is a glimmer of hope out west, the producer wants another showcase, meaning most of the team will have seen her twice. Hard to argue with people who like that show, that’s the material that comes on the car radio as we drive around. I’ll wait a week and see how finances pan out, but I need to get to Tennessee for my own sanity. It’s not that there are no good people in Florida, but they have so much damage that needs undoing. Unless you’ve got years of experience being a slug, you’ll find nobody here on your wavelength.

           It was Festus day, and we are two tired old guys surrounded by cats. Friendly cats over there because he feeds them three times a day. On the way back in the dark, I stopped in the shed to stain three or four boxes to discover my airtight stain sealing jars are not so airtight after all. Since they are properly sealed glass jars, I may have to rethink how I’m going about this. Even free stain, the kind I favor, can’t last long enough if poured out of the can even once to be economical.
           It turns out if you are okay with fractions, reading the venier calipers is actually rather easy, but I see the pitfall. The how-to videos, every one of them, presumed you knew which scale to read. Most people would naturally get this wrong. (You read the gross measurement off the fixed scale and the fine measurement on the sliding scale.) Metric is easy, it was that 128th marking that was throwing me. I practiced it until I got it.
           Also, none of the videos explained what to do when none of the scales matched up. (You use the closest one.) For me this has a practical application. The fine scale on a sextant is a Vernier dial. I’ve seen sextants using a scale instead, but that gets hard to see in the wind and the rain. I keep a cheat set of calipers in the desk, mainly for matching rather than reading the thing—but this little project was a lot of fun. From now on, I promise to pay attention.

ADDENDUM
           A continent in turmoil, starting with France. The place is on fire and the BBC is blasting out that it is only peaceful student protesters. The Palestinian terrorists in England have slated late November for all-out attacks, like they said they would 30 years ago. Omar has posted on, of all places, Gab. The one place she will find no support and is likely to pinpoint her whereabouts. She’s still on the run, claiming Trump has relentlessly attacker her without provocation for ten years.
           As if nobody knew, a polling firm that supplied survey results to Democrat MSM media has been caught faking their data. Called Wedgewood, I say they are just one of many outfits that manipulate and falsify data. My interest in this one is that I believe A.I. was used to expose them. A couple of journalists fed them false info to see how it affected results, and knowing journalists are not that smart, have a hunch this was due to A.I.

Last Laugh

October 19, 2026

Yesteryear
One year ago today: October 19, 2025, the McCartney illusion.
Five years ago today: October 19, 2021, I need the shade.
Nine years ago today: October 19, 2017, rustburgers, ha!
Random years ago today: October 19, 2013, toy solar panels.

           Isn’t this potato day in 2011? The A/C was off overnight. Will I ever get used to such dead silence? I’m doing terrible at my favorite work puzzles this week. I just don’t know sports slang. Big troubles in Europe, but only because the nationalists are still organizing. But not my birds, the dawn chorus has begin. A check of the news shows the recent spate of anti-Trump bombast has tapered off to nothing. The Ohio and Georgia early voting is a disaster for the Democrats in what looks like a 40% drop. It’s like the cheaters know ICE is watching this time. Isn’t today when Alberta votes on separation?

           Take a look at these brand new F-boxes. That’s the weathered oak finish and it is not as nice as it seemed when applied to smaller objects. Again you get a day of box activity, not much else. These are still excellent boxes. The latest model using only 16 staples instead of the previous 28. This is partially due to spacing the staples more evenly, and finally used the correct size staple for this lumber thickness.
           The lady from the paint place now has 8 photos of similar boxes, but she has not returned any e-mail. So, we will assemble a box with her name on it and see if the spurs any response. The neighbor was over to chat and we got to talking hobbies. He reports the same decline in fellowship since retirement as myself. That is, twenty years ago I knew twenty musicians. Today I know three or four. He says same with his artist group. You’d think Florida would be stuffed full of older, talented people, seeking the like-minded.

           Another expensive study from “Neurology” magazine reveals that older people over 66 who get off their asses do not rot away like TV-addicts. It was this week in 1953 a professor named Brown flew his “antigravity” disks around a 50 foot course in Pearl Harbor. The Army quickly took over the project. Neither the disks or Brown have been seen or heard from since. I’ve also read elsewhere that story is bogus.
           Here’s a shot of the boxes being fitted with knobs. You’ll have to hunt around for the explanation. I guess the finish isn’t all that bad, I just don’t care for it.

           A.I. music promotion and distribution. It is so nice to have someone call up and talk about this for 35 minutes. I mean, compared to what other women talk about. From my perspective, it is always nice to have not just a backup plan, 99% of which are just talk anyway, but to have it in low-key operation simultaneously. She mentioned a couple used by people she knows, so if I find any data, I’ll pass it one. I’m in the middle of a lethargic spell.
           My changed VPN network today has me positioned in Canada. I don’t know if that is such a great way to keep anonymous. Then, there is the requirement to have both a phone capable of text messaging and an e-mail address for almost any government business these days. Yet, these are among the very simplest things to fake for getting any ID.
           What’s this? Modern Times, the restaurant with no prices, is bankrupt. People paid what they thought it was worth, but as usual these days, that lasted only until the third worlders move into the parking lot. Rumor has it since ICE began enforcing immigration laws, the place was also having staffing problems.

Picture of the day.
Nice, but is it coffee?
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           I was on-line doing my annual check of e-mails and contacts. Yep, the system has totally tightened up. After only 36 years, MicroSoft finally caught on to my system of circular references. And I cannot access my oldest e-mail accounts without something current, or giving them a valid working phone number—and they are now insisting that number must be set to accept SMS (text messaging). I thought this over while working on the Yeti box. Here is today’s progress showing the cutout to expose the front panel outlets. This might get snickers from carpentry majors while for me, this is precision work. Visible in one of the plug ports at back. What’s going on here is the rope handles are not yet fastened. They are dipped in glue and drying in the sun, to stop unraveling.

           The handles are rope so they remain flexible. I don’t know where the box will have to fit. Tighter spots means your hands have to fit around a rigid design to get a grip. These ropes are cut to length that the hand loop is higher that the top of the box, allowing it to be set into place from the top, not just slid in from the side.

           Omar is on the run. Another spate of athletes with blood clots in the lungs, all vaxxed of course. On Mars, the rover Perserverance has passed the World Record of 28 miles traveled on another planet. No word on who came in second.
           Time for another trap setup. I don’t need to set up the game cam to know we have another possum visitor. Folks, they are harmless, they eat pests, and they know how to get into this building. The thing is, they are not that great at hiding. I was up late again, fitting knob (some call then drawer pulls) to the fake boxes from this morning (fake or Fake, capitalization makes no difference here). But I had time so I hauled out my cheapest pair of calipers, and studied them. Then I heard something bump in the kitchen. I didn’t bother to go look, it’s a possum.

           Now these calipers and knobs. There’s an unlikely blog pair for you. The knobs usually come with a mounting screw that is too long for mounting on the thinner lumber of my boxes. There are various ways to shorten them, the fastest being bolt cutters. All methods create a small tag on the end of the screw which must be filed away before it will fit back into the knob. The only grinder I have is way out in the shed. So, I investigate calipers out of curiosity.

           I’m okay with tenths of an inch, but I have a scale labeled 1/128th. It’s not my imagination that most people cannot naturally add such fractions. Yet reading a caliper is probably something everybody should learn once and promptly forget it like I did. Well, 1/128, today is the day I find out why you even exist. First, take another look at the progress on the Yeti box. The front access panel shown nearby also reveals the heavier duty construction of this casing. It almost looks armored. Just say I’ve learned my lessons about boxes that get banged around more than usual. I learned the same about women around 55 years ago.

           Now back to calipers, specifically Vernier calipers, because they do not need batteries. What remarkable times, I found two videos that convinced me I’m okay with tenths of an inch. The 1/128th scale involves adding fractions by converting to common denominators. Fine, if you do that for living. All it did was convince me to stay away from it.
           Worse, when you get results that are factorable, you then must reduce the fraction. Each step is an opportunity for error. The biscuits I use for laser labels are 2-35/128” wide. The distance between prongs on an electric plug is 13/32”. And the diameter of a US dime is 91/128”, or call it 17.9mm. If this does not put me to sleep, what will? Possibly listening to Tampa radio, but I’m enjoying the silence. I’ve been living in the city so long, the silence seems almost eerie.

ADDENDUM
           Later, I see the last of my 1990 e-mail addresses have been canceled by MicroSoft and AOL. TMOR, this is what is wrong with America. These are software companies that have to right to know anything about you, but now they are insisting on full identification. And on top of that, the right to locate and contact you at their convenience. They are already keep secret records on everybody they can. They say it is for safety and security.
           That is bogus. The system already knows who the bad operators are. But they are not after the bad guys. They are using that as an excuse to keep tabs on everybody, or gradually lock them out of the system. No phone? Then you cannot even order a pizza. I’m going to think this over, with an eye to seeing if I can defeat or bypass that system. Nothing illegal, like I said, these companies have no authority to do what they are doing. But we now have a third generation groomed for complacency and Internet compliance.
           For that matter, MicroSoft is ten or more years into planning to cut off all users except those with an active account which includes their identity. I notice when Redmond cuts something out of their new releases. Things like DOS and QBASIC are quietly dropped—these are items that allow computer apps to be created and run locally on a non-Internet computer. Mind you, only for those people who have the brains to do it. Who else would notice the pattern to what’s disappearing?

Last Laugh

October 18, 2026

Yesteryear
One year ago today: October 18, 2025, the unblogged eye.
Five years ago today: October 18, 2021, humans can fend.
Nine years ago today: October 18, 2017, the developing greed.
Random years ago today: October 18, 2015, the cost of ammo.

           Dang, another so-so day by breakfast time. So I fired off a bunch of letters, including a list to Mitch to find out what happened to some people he went to school with. His last e-mail mentioned names and I vaguely recall a few. My curiosity is mainly the way I recall his classmates as having everything they wanted handed to them, so did any of them ever amount to a thing? Check back later. One letter was to LizJohn, we used to be the Sunday Breakfast couple of choice around town for years. So, I made up a package of peach cobbler.

           Now, the whole cabin smells of baked peaches and this puts me into coffee mode. Might as well write the morning off. And I’m out of ice cream. I plainly did not plan this one out. Dang, another lost day. I was noticing the mention or the White settlements along the American Atlantic coast has been completely purged. Up to several months ago, there were articles on up to 15 of these dig sites that reveal Europeans lived here thousands of years before today’s “indigenous peoples.” Poof, all gone. The primary clue was the discovery of flint arrowheads made from a material that was found only in southern France.

           I then nodded forward and fell asleep in the chair until 4:30PM. This is no life. I’m going to train the game camera on myself to see if I am sleep-walking because I sure as hell am not sleep-working. I did get some things done, including taking the Yeti case out to the shed to make the cutouts. Only to find both my 20V Lithium batteries died at the same time. I’m beginning to suspect my cordless jigsaw has an unusually high drain.
           Yes, this is an unexciting picture, the “weathered oak” stain and the plates for two Fake (or F-box) units. These were the ones chose by the lumber yard trying to be helpful. Some of the boards show green paint marks and edge discoloration. Mind you, the picture also shows that not everything takes forever around here. The logos were all burned last evening. The “fake” logo takes four times as long to burn than the club name.

           Then I cut the plates for two Fake boxes, I want to test the new walnut stain on this wood before the Yeti box. Four minutes is all it took, as the Fake is the most refined and numerous style I have. It requires only one jig and two complete units can be build from a single small fence panel. They are inside on the laser while I watch videos of France burning down. Gosh, if only somebody had warned then 60 years ago, nomsayn?
           That box is getting over-designed for a reason. I’m thinking of building my own such power supply.. I have the parts. A 12V charger, voltage regulator, rectifier, and cables. Even a timer that cuts the unit off after any 6 hours of usage. It uses a 12V game camera battery that easily powers a small bass amp, similar to a tailgater which now costs just $70—but the batteries are a bitch to replace. Just for the record, a light airplane passed overhead less than 150 feet up, the legal minimum is 500 feet.

Picture of the day.
Property taxes.
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           It’s not my day for functioning electrical gear. I got the Hundy batter charged and put the refurbished trickle charge in place. That’s how I discovered I’ve used up all my spare female power cord ends. I have a couple two-wire ends. How did I accumulate a dozen male ends? Easy, cutting the power cords off junked toasters and such before I chuck them. Then, my battery load tester goes dead.
           It was stored mostly indoor in a nice wooden case—the same case where my last charger went kaput. Why is my gear going dead just sitting on the shelft? I’ll take it apart to see if it is anything obvious. I need that piece of equipment. Remind me to pick up a half-dozen Bic lighters soon. I keep them all over the place but always have to hunt for them.

           What’s this? The last metal screw on the load tester is rusted in place. That is not supposed to be. It cannot be cut or drilled out, I will have to grind the head off. There is water everywhere in Florida, including in the air. That tool got wet, so unless I find bad joint or splice, it’s a goner. It’s 8:30PM and I’m famished. Is it spaghetti time? And a streaming movie. I know people who still buy DVD disks, I guess they don’t know that’s why streaming was invented. Think of a good old movie I’ve not seen in a while. Got it. ‘US Marshals” with Tommy Lee, another of those movies I’ve seen in snippets, never all through. They are just getting on the airplane now.
           Something went right, that was one of the best spaghetti sauces ever. No secret ingredient, but I did dice up an extra large onion and sauté it in butter before adding ground pork and some generic sauce. For me, meatballs are too fussy and I don’t do beef. Wait, I do one thing different. When boiling the noodles, I add two tablespoons of “no salt seasoning” to the water. But for me this is nothing new. I saved half the sauce, so we can do this again shortly.

           This weekend, I picked up several extra cans of poly finish, enough to experiment with. I’ve already dunked a few things but they are not coming up shiny. What I have in mind is dunking the small boxes, which we already knows looks great with the lighter stains. But will they take a polyurethane coating, and if so will it look okay. We’ll know shortly. At 10:14PM. I had a 5-1/2 minute sneezing spell. What is going on?
           Another sleepless evening, but Tommy Lee always keeps the action fast forward, at the moment he’s chasing the Chinaman. News just in that the rioters are openly looting rich districts in France and their leader is blaming the victims. Says they are not concerned enough about what the poor, downtrodden immigrants are going through. Bring back the guillotine.

ADDENDUM
           Here is a warning call from France. An elderly couple robbed and stripped in the streets by non-White Africans. How much longer, White Man? I don’t feel totally sorry for the French, because they were repeatedly warned. Plus, they kept voting in the most repulsive leaders Europe has ever produced. Many Americans are already thanking France for showing us where we are headed if we don’t smarten up.
           CBS reported to America that the riots were “scuffles”. The rioters torched hundreds of cars and fired mortar rounds at police. Meanwhile at home I tried to read some of the law Maryland is trying to pass whereby people can volunteer to pay a “married family” tax but can never qualify to benefit from the tax. What a mess.

Last Laugh

October 17, 2026

Yesteryear
One year ago today: October 17, 2025, a dew claw.
Five years ago today: October 17, 2021, Twenty barrel-loads.
Nine years ago today: October 17, 2017, Deb’s since disappeared.
Random years ago today: October 17, xxxx, WIP

           Here’s somebody you have not seen in a while. Two years? It’s Sheba, the 100-pound puppy. She likes to take LizJohn for a walk, it is a pity Bryne could not take her in. He’s on that acreage in Texas, but after that liver transplant he is forced to take it easy even these 15 years later. And Sheba is, I suspect, over that reported 100 pounds. She is a sweetheart. But so is her human, who I never understood why LizJohn isn’t married to a billionaire, but that’s another tale. She’s got the looks, talent, and personality. Just not my type.

           Omar remains in hiding, but is still posting on social media. Remember, in 2019 she got off on immigration charges because the Democrat-appointed investigators said there was “insufficient evidence”, which is profoundly different than “no evidence”. Note all those people no longer have government jobs. Omar is now a rat in a maze and they will run her down, and America loves the spectacle. This could cost the Democrats the Senate, but I don’t closely follow that arrangement. I remind the reader I am not a political writer, I am against liberals and those who support liberals, giving the illusion I am anti-Democrat. You are smarter than that.

           Scratch today, it started too slow and stayed that way. You get a running commentary, that’s it. I drove to the doggie place to drop off the chow. On the way, some lady blocked me from the turn lane, so I grabbed my camera and pretended to take her picture. Wish I had time to turn it on because she went ballistic, nothing we’ve not seen before but this skank was the ultimate bitchy-housewife Trump-hating Karen of the County.

           Across the way I stopped at the used paint place some twenty minutes late. Ahead of me were two more ladies who got all the good stuff. Two cartloads, they operate some kind of craft booth at the outdoor market. So, I struck up a chat and got the e-mail of somebody they know who sells things. Please, let something work out. The guy who runs the recycle joint was walking past and asked if I was a Mennonite. Stunned, I asked him back if it was that obvious. Yes, he said, from right across the parking lot.
           That brings us to noon and I’m at low ebb. My plan is to stay put, this third day in a row. Just when I was hoping I was picking up again. When I think I’m having a bad day, I just think about the economy in Iran. Shown here, some Iranians reduced to salvaging containers from cargo vessels sunk in the strait. “Fishing for iPhones.” The rioters in France are said to number 550,000. Four times the police force or something.

Picture of the day.
Finnish border fence diagram.
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           No luck with my core energy. I e-mailed some box pictures to the ladies, she “knows somebody who might be interested”. We had talked around 4 or 5 minutes and had the same challenge. That is, neither of us is a born shopkeeper, yet that is the skillset needed to sell anything on-line. Unless you want your phone ringing at inconvenient times, you are tied to that on-line vendor who tells you when to ship.

           There are a number of successful variations, but none of them are convenient for the seller who does not want to stay glued to a computer waiting for the orders. Those who do sell all day want too big of a cut, usually half. It was drizzling all afternoon so I went ahead more staining, drilling, and testing. I found a great new stain called “weathered oak”, enough for ten or so boxes.

           You probably guessed and I can confirm the easiest thing to make with the laser is trinkets. They don’t need much attention, the trick is to find something already the right shape so you do not have to cut it. You see some wood biscuits, I think these are called #2. Since they are only branded in one pass, the laser can be left at 80%, that’s little danger of sparks or fire. My unit is small enough to not require “air assist”. That’s their term for a nozzle that blasts the laser contact site, cooling it and keep small particles away from the beam.
           The biscuits here are hand-made as I don’t have a fancy grid to space them. They are dunked, not painted or sprayed, a big savings in time. I am about to give these a coat of clear poly, which do not dunk well, often needed two or three dunks to form a mildly shiny finish. This size is normally destined for a key fob. The next larger size up does not fit a single key too well, and a hole must be drilled in the correct location for a standard size key-ring to spread the thickness of the wood. You could fit the rings yourself, if you have all day.

           Here’s the Yeti work in progress. On the kitchen stovetop? Yes, how many times I gotta say I am not set up to make larger boxes, even this size. The Yeti is on the left, it fits into the carcass, where I am measuring the cutout to expose the plugs. A small divider is planned to keep the two charging cables at the back once this box is laid flat.
           Why the kitchen? The space and how the height of the stove is a well thought-out match to do this sort of work. Relax, the stove has not been on since this morning. There are several cut-outs planned for this box, the major one for the charge cable that used the cigarette lighter socket. I want it usable without removing it from the case. And I want the box well-ventilated once inside this confined space.
           My provider has made some changes to the VPN settings. I’m getting my free movies blocked by country now, meaning I often have to turn it off to watch even free versions. I like my movies, so this must be solved. I’m old enough to remember when the Internet was supposed to be free.

           Somewhat sleepless I upgraded an old trickle charger from Harbor Freight. It was a $4 item that now sells for $9. It is their cheapest model, which I have now learned to avoid (get the $30 big unit and mount one per vehicle, but that is another story). This one had something wrong, in that the trickle, or some call it a float, would vary down as low as 6 volts. So, I meticulously went over the entire wiring to find short piece of insulation was cracked. Which reminds me, I can’t find my glue gun. Melted glue is great insulation.
           With enough cheap electrical take, I re-covered both the lead wires in case they had also gone brittle. Got it, the output is 14.1V steady, enough to top off the 13.7V standard 12.0V battery. This is for the Hundy, so I can leave it plugged in permanently here at the cabin. By the way, that $20 multi-meter I bought almost exactly one year ago has proven worth every penny, but they took down the on-line user manual.
           The news came alive with reports of an “incident” at the air force base in Wainwright, Alberta. I know people who live near there. As always, the government-controlled Canadian media won’t say nothing, but the satellite image shows a large smoke plume. By midnight they admit “significant casualties”. Is this the wake-up call Canada has needed for so long?

ADDENDUM
           I was up late, so I finally got around to reading some samples of Python code. It is very reminiscent of good old BASIC or Pascal, except it is cleaner than Pascal. It sure beats any C or derivatives thereof. It is still a punctuation-abuser, it tells you something that after 80 years, the coding community has never standardized a set of universal delimiters. It uses ordinary familiar arithmetic operators and some common sense like the walrus operator.
           Much of the remaining code is the ho-hum renaming of the seven commands I learned in my first computer course in the seventies. Still, it is very readable which alone makes it popular. I have no incentive to learn Python, but if I had some, I could probably learn it in a day or two. Including some of the crazy networking and data manipulation features, give me a week and I’ll be productive.

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October 16, 2026

Yesteryear
One year ago today: October 16, 2025, “merit-based” a year before Trump.
Five years ago today: October 16, 2021, new wiring, roof, A/C.
Nine years ago today: October 16, 2017, I owned a ’73.
Random years ago today: October 16, 2008, remember “Robert Is Here”?

           Friday, so I made sausage biscuits and now I can’t move. So, here is a tale from the trailer court that throws back to the 1970s. High school. There was a guitar player in the home room whose name I could not recall, and rare for the time and place, a hippy. Except, he wasn’t. He thought I was a pretend hippy because I liked the pretty women more than the other kind. I considered him a hypocrite because a guy with no girlfriend should not be passing judgment on those of us who did. Also, he was a pretend-hippy acting like the images presented in that time by television and Time magazine.

           Be amused by this, it is all I have for you this morning on my day off. Here is his picture August 1, 1976(?). And I’ll tell you how we clashed on most issues. He played in a band for fun and to be cool, which I now know is the stock whopper of every wannabe. It was very well-known I played in a band to make money and get hot babes.
           I already had two rotten jealous brothers and did not need a musician with the same attitude. But there was more, for in those days I did not play any Blues. You see, even though I did not like the Blues or the people that played it, I knew there was a pattern to it. I am being a bit tough on the guy, ah, I remembered his name was Jim Newfield. Because unlike me, he had been to a city and had seen real hippies and was just behaving like them. In contrast, I wanted to just look cool, be cool, and get all the babes. Which I did better than all of them, so there.

           Those knowing my background understand there was nobody in my world to ask. I did not live in a cocoon, but I was raised with very little exposure to the outside world except via reading—and I never in my entire youth or young adulthood met another person who read a lot. I knew there was a pattern to this “Blues thing” but even those who played it struggled with teaching. Jim makes the blog on two counts. One is he was the first who knew the Blues and refused to show me because I was not his brand of cool. And two, I believe this is the first time I’ve presented schoolmate solely because he was such an asshole about things. Later, Mitch confirms this picture was from 1970, long before I met the guy.

           I also made a key lime pie, setting up in the fridge. While waiting, check some non-MSM news. Omar is still on the run. This is the season of the disappearing Democrat. The irony of some who said nobody is above the law going underground to evade it. How do we know this isn’t an election stunt?

           Because the FBI confirmed it went through her dumpster before the raid. That means they are after DNA. Which in turn means she is in deeper trouble than anybody has said. Far deeper, due to the accusation that she married her brother. He’s a shifty one, trying to withdraw a government application form rather than answer questions.
           That’s the third Democrat vanishing ad this week, not counting the whereabouts of Newsom as Malibu Canyon goes up in smoke. Try telling us they just want to spend more time with their families. And that’s not even counting Fauci, who evaporated shortly after invoking the Fifth, what was it, 110 times? Yep, the Oregon shooting is for real and since they have not denied it, we can assume he’s from a single parent family. I mean, who else names their kid “Griffin”?

           The good news is no new critters have taken up residency in my repair room. That’s the room full of junk I’ll get around to repairing and yes, it is a mess. Because often throw things in there fast if it looks like rain. I may get around to finishing my lumber shed, which would have enough high up shelf space for much of this “junk”. I mean, sooner or later I must focus on those things I can finish in the time left. Why not leave it?
           Well, because that area of the shed is prime space. It is fully wired and has windows and fans. I know of too many people got left out in the rain by not having a backup plan. With a few small additions, this place is 100% inhabitable long term. Lengthwise, it is the same 18 feet long as my work area and has three separate doorways. One leads into the white shed, which has the plumbing faucets and an entire separate 200W electrical sub-panel. There’s be no Dunkirk here.

           Unable to get moving, I watched the middle part of the old movie, “Guns of the Magnificent Seven” featuring much of the worst acting of some careers. Corny is the mildest description. At the time, it was well-known that seven Texans could rout any Mexican army.
           News from Tennessee, there is some new bank rule that they will issue no duplicate ATM cards. This is likely nothing to most people, but the Reb and I have an entire system that was based on two cards for years. We’ll just work around it, part of the problem is that although we have a joint account, the bank was chosen because it was in a strip mall where we bought pet food. That has no branches in Florida. She reports when she went into the branch, they tried to hand her the story that they have never issued duplicate cards, where my card only went dead a week ago. Something funny is going on, and in any case we will soon have a workaround.
           My plan for today is to build three K-boxes, one for holding nothing but my set of jumper cables. Amazing how there is no really convenient way or space to store those things. Suzanne Somers just died, age 76. The feds are closely watching mosques in Democrat strongholds. It is illegal to preach politics and run voting campaigns from places of worship in the USA. The average IQ of the German leaders tried at Nuremburg was 128. Significantly higher then the people who prosecuted them. When America thinks of “frat, they think of White boys, and the media knows it. The MSM won’t tell you 5 out of 7 of the Cornell accused are not White.

Picture of the day.
The Moore House, Ardmore, OK.
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           If I ever get it together and fire up that 3D printer, I have a potential invention to make millions. Want to hear about it? Okay, let me grab a coffee. Okay, the preamble. Have you ever had AA/AAA batteries that wear down but are not dead? My wireless mouse is terrible for this. It needs fully charged units, if they drop below around 75%, still good for many things, they have to be replaced with new ones. The result is I have a wooden box (surprise) of batteries that are still half good or better. Think of a plastic holder with a jack with a USB square end, the other end being whatever matches your equipment.

           Now this holder is carefully designed to snap together in three ways. Serial, or parallel. Or any combination thereof. In one configuration, you could clip together as many batteries as you wanted to get the amperage you want, or the voltage you want. See that? Clip them end to end for series, or side to side for parallel. I’ve made temporary wooden models that performed fine. I have several old Radio Shack battery holders that are fixed , like the one I’m holding here.

           I’m going to explain this again, so pay attention because this is not for everybody. This is not, repeat not, a backup battery supply or a reliable source, it is simply to get the last bit of juice out of batteries that you might otherwise discard early. That piece I’m holding here above an excellent example of a for-sale Fake box, is a Radio Shack 6V power supply., consisting of 4 x 1.5V AA cells. It is all or nothing, wired so all four batteries are needed to complete the circuit. How step back.

           My system would consist for four separate holders. Joined side-by-side, these would yield the same 6V, but joined end to end would provide just 1.5V, but with the combined amperage of the batteries. You still have to use your imagination. If you can’t, this is not the blog for you. Here’s another picture of a 6V holder, notice the zigzag pattern of the [negative] pole springs. If this was four separate clips that could be fitted differently, you could get either four times the voltage or four times the amperage. That clip just has to be designed right. Far easier said than done.

           Time off, all day. I can’t tell if my lethargy is a holdover from last weekend. But I took today easy, trying a lot of settings on the laser. The more I use it, the more I think what I need is just a dimensionally longer and wider version of what I’ve got. The burning wood smell does not bother me very much now. There is a snag with on-line laser videos. Every one I’ve seen is carefully edited to speed up or cut out the true time the cuts require. Overall, honesty has never been the forte of the Internet bunch.
           Lasering is fine, but so many people do it that you cannot make anything at it unless you work 15 hours a day. I got bigger than usual birds in the back yard and I’m too sapped to get up and go look. It’s to the point where I should tackle that 3D printer, but is that not taking yet another task when I already have plenty?

ADDENDUM
           For something to do, I am going to practice starting a fire with one of those Harbor Freight flint kits. I figure maybe one buyer in five hundred actually gets around to this. I advise practice because the procedure is never the same twice, and protection against wet and wind is only learned the hard way.
           Cancel that, we got a secondary off that hurricane. Weather off the Gulf [of America] often moves in to fill up the dead calm and we got a soak. It hit bad around a mile south of here, I heard the sirens within minutes after the rain started. It’s more like buckets of water pouring from right over your head, but it’s easy enough to duck—unless it lasts more than a few minutes.            All day sitting around? That depends on what you mean. I sorted a dozen boxes, always a task, and test-fit the Yeti into its casing. Looks like that is going to work very well. Most every box how has the robotics logo burned in and I cut the mortise for a 12” piano hinge on the Lucida box. Yes, I’m aware that my Last Laugh feature is more memes these days. They have replaced cartoons and posters for most messaging. And I am a great fan and reader of sarcasm.

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October 15, 2026

Yesteryear
One year ago today: October 15, 2025, keeping busy.
Five years ago today: October 15, 2021, first successful box.
Nine years ago today: October 15, 2017, not spending $6,000.
Random years ago today: October 15, 2015, the Amtrak blues.

           Y’day some of my old links were mixed up, which takes time and experience to rectify. In the process, I found October 14, 2007. See addendum. Groceries are now costing me an average of $251.14 per month, but this is approximately (in fact, almost exactly, what I’ve paid for years. The actuals, for five years, are 2021: $243.98, 2022: $318.44, 2023 : $238.90, $2024: $261.44, and 2025: $236.48. The average of all five years is $212.46. This reveals the true hidden cost of processed food. Still, my food bill is easily 20% higher this year.

           Then I get a notice my oldest and trusted Tennessee bank is merging with another. To date, this activity as never resulted in a good outcome for me. I do not use 99% of back services and tend to personally know who manages my account. I have not borrowed any money since 1974, when I had no choice, no more than I had a choice to drop out of university that year. I still hope that some day somebody in America will start a real bank, that is, one that operates like people imagine a bank should. I believe they would be swamped.

           Here is the only wildlife the past 72 hours. This area is also a nice space to spend the really hot days in the partial shade of my yard. The biggest area, enough for raccoons and cats both, is the eleven trees on the property line. Eight of them are on my land, but do not go through there, or you may unpleasantly find an old barbed wire fence. Here is an update on the little box that was a mistake, now a container for spacing cards. Don’t know what those are? If you ever had to shave 1/64” off a board, try these.

           Here is one of the oddest web pages I have ever read. But, I did read it. Cheese. Chocolate. Watch.

           The dragnet closes in on Omar, they have grabbed her phone, which is not protected by that bastard congressional law that does not belong in America. I’ve got a hunch she wishes now she had kept her mouth shut about Trump. This morning I talked to the vacuum tube guy. We’ve concluded the tube sales business is not for us unless you are moving a at least 30 tubes a day. Also, there is the youTube nonsense nobody wants to contend with.
           I contacted Orlando immediately and got the details of what they are looking for. They are very reasonable to deal with so far. If the tube is not in the original box, they have sell it as used. I have 2,876 in the boxes, although they have deteriorated a lot since moved out of the warehouse in Winter Haven. That was already two years ago. I want them out of my shed, so may this go well and fast.

           The new battery in the Hundy (4/26) is stone cold dead, parked for a month. It is on the repair charger now, but once they ever go below 11.7V, they never hold a charge again. If I did not say, all the battery repair videos on-line are bogus. All has been tried here, including the Epson salts, distilled water, and baking soda. None of it works. I know how to get around all the Flock cameras between here and Kooters, so I may stop for one or two. Yes, Virginia, the police license plate reader flags the vehicle immediately if the owner’s license is expired.
           Later, October seems to be battery trouble month. And I would like to hear from all those people with nothing to hide after the DOJ announcement this morning. The banks were discriminating against Trump supporters and they have been caught. As usual, nothing will happen, well at least not directly. But the point is, you are on the bank’s hit list. Most common reason for being targeted? Buying a MAGA hat with a credit card. The creep Jack Smith had a list of 639,000 Americans who bought even a Trump t-shirt. Nothing to hide, huh? Wait until the data centers crank up.

Picture of the day.
Texas hailstone.
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           It’s a broiler and I’m sitting in my ginch beside two fans. The day just slipped away. It’s how I imagine life is for so many. I didn’t begin moving around (other than mailing letters and tending to the battery charger) until after 6:00PM. I’m moving the game camera into the messy work shed, as I see small thing that get knocked over which are too much for the breeze. They shed has plenty of natural circulation, or you will fry in there even with the fans.

           Having a choice to sit here like some damn TV-watcher, or see if I could get anything done before dark. I closely examined these switches that got wet. The discoloration is iron rust, but the iron parts are mostly the screw. I got a fine brush happening and I may be able to salvage these. They seem to flip easily and I have great (but small) boxes for drying things like this.

           Also drying are these six fence panels. Destined to become button boxes, Fake boxes and two J-boxes, here they are basking in the Florida sunlight. Seeking that perfect 11% moisture rating. These arrived at 14%, so I know we need 3 days at 1% per day. There, where can you find another non-industrial blot that gets you pictures of sun-dried lumber?
           Then, I did some touch-up staining on the Lucida drawing box. The challenge there was another custom size that is measured by the interior dimensions. For me this is a lot of back and forth, and mistakes. I finished putting the special screw into the Yeti box, to find I had made a wrong cut on the bottom panels. But, since the box will be lined, I won’t bother cutting another piece. Larger boxes also chew up a lot of lumber over most small mistakes.

           Another school shooting, this time in Bend, Oregon. I used to stop there for gas. No mention of ethnics means there is already an MSM spin on the way. The suspect is dead, plugged by a bystander. Knowing Oregon, he’ll be arrested for manslaughter. And here we go with another liberal push to treat “our” mentally ill. There is no “our”, I protest dumping these crazies on the public purse. I’ll say it again, there is plenty of evidence lunacy runs in families. Send them the bill.
           I am not saying don’t help them, I’m saying help them yourself. I got my own things to focus on. Now it’s late and what’s this? Omar has disappeared. The DOJ confirms the raid got her cell phone and passport. She needed a team of about 20 people to falsify the records like she did and I say she is hiding out with some of them. They will nab her shortly, for parasites have few resources of their own.

           One final item before signing off, I have received a message from Google that 24 of my blog videos will be removed because they are “unplayable”. All were checked and they play fine, but the automatic assumption is that Google is up to something. These are all ordinary videos produced here, often on pages with others made at the same time. The robot club follows up all such incidents. Many of the targeted videos are dated in 2020, all are MP4s.
           Some suspects are videos that used downloaded audio backing tracks, or videos produced on the same equipment. (It is known SONY MP4 is not real MP4.) No pattern has emerged yet, but I noticed Google now rejects the videos when I tried to re-upload them in case that process was the error. I doubt copyright violation because all videos here are never linked directly to any source. Any file even potentially pirated is downloaded here and re-uploaded with a different file name altogether. Hmmm, stay tuned.

ADDENDUM
           This was a very early blog entry. Although officially begun earlier, many of these posts were still hand-written or calendar notes. This one I can’t tell, but it revealed a lot. One is that blogs are persistent. Remember Professor Oz? He started a blog as a companion to learning about this one, so I had some advice that still applies today. I see that his blog remains posted some 15 or 20 years after he passed away. Quite the character, and like myself, the end will come with a thousand unfinished plans. The same could be said of many, but that disregards that in our lifetimes, we did finish at least some. Nomsayn?
           That date, October 14, 2007, is where I present one of my first arguments why a blog should have pictures. I did not say the pictures should be current, usually same day, but I would add that once I gained experience. My advice not to write like you speak still applies, unless you want to bore your people to distraction.

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