March 2, 2025

Yesteryear
One year ago today: March 2, 2024, early A.I. comments.
Five years ago today: March 2, 2020, old and repressive.
Nine years ago today: March 2, 2016, I experience Blackstone . . .
Random years ago today: March 2, 2003, by what sets them apart.

           The government layoffs continue, which most Americans support. But it seems at the expense of the deportations. It seems to me if you kick out 30 million illegals, the pressure taken off the system will downsize the government by itself. The Left is making a big deal of how Clinton fired 377,000 civil servants. That’s more than Trump, neglecting that Clinton fired the experienced merit-based workers to make room for more compliant DEI hirings. The latest MSM pandemic hoax is the death of a child in Texas. “Measles!” they scream, forgetting to mention the victim already had pneumonia and a severe sinus infection. I learned all this while making French toast again.

           I had to do some pounding on the boards to keep them straight, which over in the far back room, caused my beautiful Danectro bass of semi-fame to bounce off its stand and smack the neck hard against the bed frame. No apparent damage but that was quite a fall. Soon as it got above 75°F, I got to work on the floor. Here is the fate of most utility knives, there is some ass-clown whose job it is to design this to so it gets every harder to extend or retract the blade. Nothing fixes them back, so you finally go buy another new knife (the blades cost more than a new knife) to add to your collection. You know what I’m talking about.

           Just 90 minutes later, take a break. Yep, my shoulders, but it is a good pain, the unknotting of tendons and sinew long dormant. I moved some lumber, cut some pieces, put extra staples into any pickets that tried to warp since installation, dragged out some cinder blocks, and chain-sawed some fallen yard limbs plus the rest of the agave stump. I’m prodded to tell readers that the word agave is not English and is pronounced “uh-GAW-vay”. I also strung out the cord and moved the leaf blower into the house. Dead leaves love to come to rest under raised floors, you know they just love that space.
           BitCoin spiked today after Trump announced the establishment of a reserve. I did not have anything invested and we know the reason. Over the past year, I asked every person I knew in the universe and those I could question on-line how to set up a system to buy. Some of them I asked twice or more. I understand it requires a wallet and an account, I only wanted to know step-by-step how to do it. It turns out every last one of them was a bullshit artist who did not really know. I cannot tell you how many opportunities I’ve lost in this life over people pretending to be computer experts who don’t really know a damn thing.

           I’ll provide more detail here. I realized early in the game that computers and the Internet are not the same thing. You would have trouble selling that concept these days, just like my statement that everybody who got into computers after 1999 is a latecomer. They are not computer experts, but may be experts on how the latest buzzware works. It’s like being rated an expert driver without have a clue how to change a tire, that is, in can be done. Until something goes wrong.
           It was this divergence that tipped me off my chosen field of accounting was not the best. The on-line accounting systems were not designed by accountants, but by graphics designers who were told to obey tax rules, not accounting rules. I realized it was time to get out when the tax department announced they would accept the TurboTax and its flaws, regardless of whether it was good accounting (it isn’t). If they will do that with tax law, they will do it with everything they can. That makes me a lonely voice against millions.

           xFor you see, in the end, understanding how the Internet implementation of setting up wallets and which icons to click may impress one’s peers, it is not a substitute for knowing how the investment works. Every gain in crypto currency is somebody else’s loss, there is no product or service or anything of value created. This is borne out by how you only hear of the few dozen winners, never the thousands and thousands who lose their shirts.

           And a photo of a Taurus .410 pistol that used shotgun shells. The gun costs $500 and is apparently selling well. Because sawed of shotguns are illegal, ahem. In space news, I did not really follow the Firefly Moon lander as it is outdated technology and has a two week lifespan. What’s new is it will drill into the Moon surface to measure temperature. But only nine feed deep. I’ve cut down my viewing of photos from the Mars lander (Perseverance) as they are not just driving in circles near the Jazero crater. The Chinese rover Zhurong(?) also landed nearby in 2021 but quit after a major dust storm a year later. It used ground-penetrating radar to discover rock formations all facing the same general direction. This suggest a common natural cause, speculated to be and ancient ocean beach.
           Another reason to ignore NASA is their woke agenda. The whole world knows there are more Chinese and Indians than Americans. That does not mean we want to be reminded of it constantly. NASA has taken to using narrators with some really annoying accents, and the worst is Urdu, the Indian or Pakistanis trying to talk English. Dammit, NASA, this is science material and the international language of science is English. Get with the program.

Picture of the day.
Largest rubber band glider.
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           Momentary cloud cover got me doing some raking and I used the AKD (anti-kudzudevice) to good effect. How about some gossip? The neighbor is still around, I just have not seen her. From what I gather, she owns property nearby that her kids can live in, but they want her to sell and buy them something fancier, which is not going to happen. Just now, a son showed up to stand in her doorway and all I could here was such terms of endearment as, “that’s your fault” and “fk off”. Even that was toned down as they may have suspected I could hear them.

           When the sky cleared it became 90°F in the shade, making the floor work to muggy to continue until the Sun moved on. It is now 4:00PM, let’s give it another try. I lifted the floor panels a couple hours ago, so maybe she’s cool enough. Grab a pair of gloves and join in.

           I can finally get at that connection to the water tank wiring, and upon examination, I’m going to replace it. The new tank is all piped in but the wiring isn’t connected. I’m glad I waited. Another delay is the main breaker panel is full. I have to replace one of the double breakers with a slim design and rearrange the others so I can squeeze in just one more circuit. I’m super-tired, nobody needs to remind me all this work would have been done by 2019 if I had not committed to Tennessee.

           The beam shown in this photo is as far as I got before the dark and mosquitoes took over. It’s a clear night, waxing crescent Moon on the western horizon. I got in an hour’s work with the 30-ton jack and one portion of the floor is raised an inch. It has to be done slowly as the old wood can be brittle. In case anyone decides this is take-it-easy work if I can deal with it, here’s a video of working the leaf blower just to prepare the crawl space for some work.
           Let’s recap some news. This Pam Bondi turned out to be a wuss, they got to her and you don’t see the Epstein files. NATO, the WHO, and 50,000 people in England refused to pay fines recorded by camera. That’s the first spine they’ve shown in years, and of course it has to do with money. What else fires up the English?

ADDENDUM
           One item I find disgusting is a version of what insurance companies call moral hazard. This is people who take unnecessary chances when they know they are insured. Well, extend that to useless jocks, whom I’ve never liked since the day I first met them in droves at university when I was 17. Why are these people even allowed in an academic setting? (I know, endowments.) They get into trouble pulling stunts and expect society to rescue them. Now, I don’t say don’t rescue them, I say do it and send them the bill.
           Today I read an article about the top reasons they call for help. There are magazines and services that cater to people who intentionally put themselves in harm’s way. People with pacemakers who go golfing during lightning storms or hike around near forest fires should do so at their own expense. These are tales of stupidity, not survival. Jocks contribute nothing to society and are obsessed with their own self-aggrandizement, but lack any academic means of doing it.
           Here’s some revealing footage of what today’s greatest generation are doing with 3D printing.

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