One year ago today: August 26, 2024, vacuum tube blog coincidence.
Five years ago today: August 26, 2020, a birdhouse day.
Nine years ago today: August 26, 2016, worst cookie ever.
Random years ago today: August 26, 2014, and interesting movie.
Nope, not in my books. Some guy held his breath underwater for 29 minutes. Nonsense. Turns out he had hyperventilated on pure oxygen first. It’s an amazing new world when an entire generation does not consider this cheating. Wide awake early, I took on the task of those vast numbers of unboxed tubes. It’s far from a straightforward job like the others. The loose tubes must be individually picked up and turned around to find the label, of which most are faded. That means get the magnifying glass. Here is a pic of the first batch of 25, which took an hour. This is unusual, so let’s step through it.
Without the boxes, the tubes are a mess that cannot be easily un-messed. There are three sequential pictures. First is the gear needed for cataloging one tube. A strong head lamp, the jewelry loupe, pen, and I’ve discovered the tubes will fit in an ordinary coin envelope. It does no good to dump the tubes back in a box, because you need the magnifier to ever find them again. So the middle pick shows this easy but time-consuming task, a batch of envelopes. Right now they are not sorted, the last panel shows them thrown in a cardboard box.
And cardboard has been a pain for storing tubes. I have little choice. What’s shown here does not make any money. Each tube has to be matched to a current price, another chore. Same as the boxed tubes, most are $3.00 junk tubes. They only become valuable when packages and labeled. This batch yielded two “good” tubes listing for over $20 each. If, and that is a big if, all 25 of these tubes sold, my maximum commission would be $70. That would be worth it—if you knew when that hour might be. Um, the envelopes shown fit perfectly into the golden ratio e-boxes.
The lack of common sense is staggering, they must think the dude calculating the income tax cares if the item was shipped to New Jersey or eBay’s quality code.The reports are all full irrelevant crap and show two of my orders were shipped late. There has never been a late order here, but why argue with eBay if they prove themselves idiots without any help? My concern is that I used the Net Income column, and this caused my earnings to drop by $521 last year. Up yours, eBay.
And here is a view of a jeet truck driver going down the wrong side of I-55 on an Arkasas y’day afternoon. TMOR, jeet is American slang for East Indians, in particular those who take away American jobs.
Original Taco Bell on skids.
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This is a photo of the US firing off an outdated Patriot missile, in this case, a GEM-T, with a $4 million dollar price tag. That’s not including the support equipment. And that is 1960s technology with 2020 electronics. The connection here is that Poland just bought two batteries (four launchers each) and $208 missiles. They are preparing for something. These missiles require constant maintenance which the seller, Ratheon, contracts our for $15 per hour. The hours are sold by the year. Most foreign nations do not have trained staff, they buy a service contract.
We finally hear back from Jack the drummer. But he’s already proven to unregimented for band work. Setting up a rehearsal should not take 9 days and 15 e-mails. It looks like Scotland is going to arrest the 14-year-old girl who defended herself from a migrant attack. Today’s Festus movie gave him a ten-second bit part. SpaceX was due for a launch but I’ve heard nothing. Remind me not to buy avocados from Wal*Mart any more. Shopping there without the non-English crowds is actually nice again. Get ready for a lean September.
There will be plenty to keep busy. The neighbor has another rack of lumber he says I can have. Some of it looks like excellent box lumber. E-mail from Texas says Bryne is installing a rebuild motor in his 351 Mustang. It’s intense, he writes, so don’t bother him for another three days. I still have not seen my $5,000 DOGE rebate. And there is one Boomer I would like to introduce to a cattle prod. The one who set the spreadsheet mode where the top bar of commands shunts under the top of your monitor, where it cannot be accessed and there is no easy way to undo that stupid thing. The cursor never changes to the drag icon.
In the news is Trump sending troops into violent cities amid the screams of their politicians. It’s a spectacle, they are all Democrats declaring their cities to be safe despite daily murders (99% blacks). The mayors are screaming the usual, that this is taking their freedoms but it is not working like the old days. Too many people posting videos, too many citizens praising the safety. So what does the left do? They resort to the old tactic of their media broadcasting poll after poll that Trump’s numbers are falling. But this once-common tactic just has no traction in these times, where social media shows Trump’s numbers are exploding.
Who’s telling the truth? There are two things to consider. One is the terrible reputation the MSM has caused itself, and the other is the very existence of alternative news sources is something the far left did not plan well for. Probably their figured they could control that, too.
ADDENDUM
I was quizzical about response to Trump’s announcement ending Section 8 (welfare housing). No more. It seems the majority of Americans are just as fed up with single mothers on welfare as I am. These women think it is a career path. Most of them can’t name the father because they don’t know who that is. Getting pregnant on welfare is the height of irresponsibility. I’m curious where this goes, because some of these women are going to have to get actual jobs.
Whoa, did I just hear a pack of losers on-line. Men over 50 who lost their jobs going about how they will never get hired again. I did not see many of them next to me in night school when times were good. Did I ever tell you how I worked with men like that? They could name which strippers were at which bars within a 30 mile radius of the jobsite. I think they all became mall cops because they were never heard from again.
