One year ago today: July 14, 2024, Europeans are placing bets.
Five years ago today: July 14, 2020, 54 years playing bass.
Nine years ago today: July 14, 2016, parked at the bar.
Random years ago today: July 14, 2007, it was heavy.
Up early enough to catch the morning cool, I unloaded the heavy stuff from the van. The north side of my yard got a kudzoo attack in my absence, here is the aftermath. That was clear-cut when I left. Heaviest was getting those lawn mowers out of the crawl space up north. She went from zero to six, but I lacked the experience to keep more than one running, here are the final two, one of which is electric. And heavy. Silver maxxed this week at $39.37 as the expected bank manipulation begins the pullback, usually around a dollar per ounce as they race to plug the holes.
Be ready for scanner scammers. Even if you apply multiple filters, you will get ordinary slide and negative viewers only—and the accompanying literature is false and intentionally misleading. There are cheap viewers listed as slide scanners everywhere, often emulating the higher price of the digital scanners. During this examination, I asked the “expert” photo guy in Tennessee about any latest developments in scanner technology, such as the price-worthiness of the 4000 dpi scanners slowly replacing the 3600 dpi of my day. And a variety of info about resolution and formats. Might as well have been talking to the Moon.
That’s amusing, because he’s renting the spare space downstairs and the rest of the house has zero things I use unless I’m there, such as coffee, paper towels, big blankets, charged-up batteries, repairs, and of course I know the household drill. Where things go, what not to put in the dishwasher, how to handle moody pets, burn trash in the back, move heavier objects, and cook the right food. Others are rapid to adapt to such and you should have seen the disappointed looks when I packed it all up to take back with me. What, you thought those shelves in the shed and all those warm blankets the pets love got here on their own?
Also, the room fans. The big ones are mine. I don’t like those wimpy overhead fans, I want something that just blasts. I would love to have the time for learn to fix fan motors. Dang it, the first half of my life I have no money to do a tenth of the things I wanted and the second half too old to really get into it. Except music. Music, playing not listening, is where it is at. Hmmm, it says here there are a number of developmental differences in the personalities of children who realize early they are smarter than their parents. Ahem, I just read the list and I am guilty as charged. Remember, I draw a distinction between people who don’t know and those who won’t admit they don’t know. These are two animals I would lock in the same pen.
Trump should due AOC into bankruptcy, say millions of his supporters. He successfully sued the MSM for falsely stating he was a convicted racist and now she has said the same. She would not be able to handle such a court case, but we’d like to see it because it would aggravate the Democrats to hell that their whole rape charade is false. It’s one thing Trump sues some reporter who most of us could not name, but AOC is famous. Plus, she’s wanted to date me for so long and won’t accept I don’t her type.
Greycliff Creek, Montana.
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I played my cards wrong this afternoon. The forecast said cloudy but no raid. Waiting for the cooler afternoon got me drowned out. It was me and coffee against the elements for three hours and it is already getting darker every afternoon. And I’ve been millennialized on the KIA light bulbs. O’Reilly won’t say if it is the signal light bulb or the brake light bulb. The identical parts come up with either search. And I could use Autozone if you want to waste twenty minutes entering information in before you get any out. CarBulbs says they are both the same bulb, which they are not. What gets me is I know the bulbs are sold in pairs, but since I never built a custom box for them, where are they?
There are already shelves, a closet, ceiling fan and each wall has 8 duplex outlets (16 plug-ins), but at this time no air conditioner. This, folks, is why I wanted a two-bedroom. This could become one of those eventualities where you are glad you planned so far ahead. The room at present is full of neat junk, like robot parts, prototypes, and spare computer gear. Give me a week to spruce it up, the space is a convenient and comfortable work area with a nice view.
Here’s something, I found a large set of files from 2005, written during the long recovery from a second heart attack. And I mean long, I could hardly do much else. The content reveals I thought I would not make it and there are quite a number of facts which don’t regard the option I’d still be around 20 years later. Give me time to read each, line by line, before proceeding to publish. They are not compatible with the format you’ve come to know and live.
Now the neo-WPM with Wilford. True, 99.9% goes nowhere, but that beats any other odds I’ve encountered in this part of Florida. I showed him the laser etcher and a photo of the slide scanner. He’s seen nor used neither but is the most experienced local yet who knows we are not going to get any help on this. He does know we will learn something. Funny, as time goes on this learning concentrates the know-how into ever fewer hands and we ain’t about to pretend we owe anything to anybody.
Distilling what came of tonight, there are two possible customers. One is a lotion-potion place on Main that wraps their goodies in a paper bag. The bottles are around $20 each, which might benefit from a gift box of four (the size that visually fits the x-box). The other is a cookie place that just might decide shipment in a bumpkin box will enhance the flavor. We covered a lot of ground to the amusement of some regulars fascinated by the goings-on.
The concept of A.I producing a book from this blog is now cemented in the background. Sure, other ideas have come along, but none quite so shallow as to have this appeal. This is he Reb’s concept, that a novel based on the blog could have any appeal to masses. If I made small fortune of it, the first thing I’d do is open a local downtown shop selling nothing much but Budweiser and Yueng-Ling that never run out. Like all the other local asshole shops do when they are really trying to unload their best-before ultra-lites, caronas, and other swill.
Trump, for all his flaws, continues to move the country in the right direction. Today he reduced welfare funding by 15%. I say cut it off completely, let them turn to the churches for their free food. No cash disbursements, vouchers only.
ADDENDUM
Here’s a photo you might find amusing, because it reveals a lot about how the Reb and I communicate. She was concerned about me unloading them by myself, but all I did is drop them off the tailgate. So, here is the report she received:
Recall the fun I had trying to remove the battery before I found out it was not hot-swappable? It accounts for 2/3 the weight of the unit. Nobody to help at the house, so the Reb & I (her arm is still not fully healed) had to hump this on to the van with the battery still attached. As mentioned, I just pulled them off the deck and let them hit the ground. That’s when I got millennialized. The battery is indeed heavy so they attached a handle. Guess what the bracket holding the handle is place is made of. Steel? Aluminum? Nope, it is a plastic clip that cracked on impact.
Alas, I had a beauty of a video file from a walk in Tennessee not turn out. It was twilight but a mite too dark. My last walk at the old place, with the dog and the long leash. I noticed this year there are almost no fireflies. Only one rainstorm, now back to Florida, rain every day in the afternoon, or at least that is what you plan for. The birdfeeders are empty but the birdies have spotted I’m back. That explains all the avian kvetching I heard this morning.
