One year ago today: April 16, 2024, if Florida is rich . . .
Five years ago today: April 16, 2020, your turn.
Nine years ago today: April 16, 2016, a Japanese lady walks in.
Random years ago today: April 16, 2005, half a personality.
Was this supposed to be another one of those hazy-lazy retirement days? You tell me. I had the KIA in the shop for the alignment, then opted for a package $100 more. Rotate the tires, balance, and some extras. Worth every penny of it, the van rides like new. Smooth, and I forget it is far more powerful than the Hyundai, which seems like a kiddie-car by comparison. The KIA needs new tires all around, I double checked that somehow I’ve put 14,000 more miles on that puppy than my usual driving habits.
Here it is, slouched under the front yard camphor trees. It’s become well-known at the shop, partially because of my ability to pay in cash, a bit of a lost art. Also, they know inside the van you find music gear, navigational instruments, excellent road atlases, tons of great reading material and if you punch on the media while working, a great selection of live performances you don’t get anywhere else. With amazing bass lines.
This took half the day and they pointed out the tires need replacing. I used the six hour wait time to balance the books, plan ahead to next April, and go over Sight Reduction. Yes, I not only chose the wrong method way back at the beginning, but I learned some clutter that had to be unlearned. Do not take up this hobby unless you possess some affinity that I don’t. The textbook I took with me today contains marginal notes dated eleven years ago.
Tomorrow I’ll set up the deer camera to capture some new small white birdies. Or somewhere between small and medium. Running short on regular feed, I mixed some dry oatmeal into my oldest feeder. They found it next day, I wonder, it might be a female of some species, more of a beige than white. They sure love that oatmeal. And yes, I will play certain on-line games if they have some academic challenge. Such as word games from Puzzmo.
If you see the term “selective availability” it means the product or service has a built-in method by which the government can turn it off. That would include your phone, GPS, ATM, Internet, and in many cases now, your electric meter and new car. And how about that politician from Maryland who went to El Salvador to demand release of a terrorist. That is a clear violation of the Logan Act (no link) but we were treated to the spectacle of a banana republic telling a US Senator to go you-know-what himself. The all-female sub-orbital space launch of last day is already forgotten, but for a brief moment there the Left knew what a woman was. RFK wants to ban lab grown meat and some smart aleck begged him to include baloney on that list.
Palisades (Los Angeles) fire
(from outer space)
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The books. This task has become needed again because I’ve lived so long. I’ve long admitted my plans stopped but I’m not about to ignore how well planning ahead has worked for me. In 38 days, it will be 29 years since I had a McJob, which nowadays means anything involving an alarm clock, even if the users can’t tell time. My investments give away my suspicion [that] I may make it to 75 or 80, and my condition right now says by then I will again be totally reliant on computers for my livelihood. And I just relearned the lesson from my early twenties that in America you need two working vehicles to have one reliable unit on the ready.
Biden is back making wild claims that the US had the strongest economy in the world when he left office. It’s the same claim every defeated Democrat president has made. We have another round of people claiming eating carrots cured their eyesight. The reality is carrots have no such effect, it was all a propaganda hoax by the British to encourage people to grow their own vegetables and fool the Germans into thinking people could see their bombers in the dark. Seems it fooled everybody except the Germans, some of them right down to this day.
The bench I build from 2x3’s has not stood up to the elements. While not meant for outdoors, I tested the bench by leaving it in sheltered shade for a few weeks. It split near a few of the joints. It could be fixed by drilling though the joints and putting in a dowel, but that detracts from the simplicity. I’ll look at it again when there is time.
I’ve got that spare router that has the depth sleeve made of useless plastic and some slot bits with a flat cutting head. These bits will never be used for anything else. The trick is to turn the router upside down and see if it can be used in that configuration for a super shallow hinge cut. And that is the only real hour of work I got in today. Instead, I made a big helping of chicken fried rice and put on the coffee. That’s more like it.
How about we watch a movie on-line. Option youTube, something free, where I don’t care if I’m streaming or playing a file. Here’s something from 1956. “Fire Maidens from Outer Space”. Black and white, women from the 13th moon of Jupiter, remnants of Atla
ntis, skimpy costumes. However did I miss this one in boy scouts? It’s actually quite well produced and ahead of its time. The moon was hidden by “terrestrial fog”. The nuclear space engines will be ready in one week.
Amazing, but par for the time, they show the launch of a V-2 rocket, and waste footage on a secretary walking down some stairs to take a memo, probably considered risqué in those days. Later, they turn of the magnetic gyros and fly through a popcorn field that makes whooshing noises in space.
