One year ago today: September 26, 2024, a sort of consistency.
Five years ago today: September 26, 2020, kitchen floor anniversary, ha-ha.
Nine years ago today: September 26, 2016, why the curtain?
Random years ago today: September 26, 2006, a pregnant date.
An extra coffee gave time to review a top-quality desktop laser, as opposed to a pro shop model. At $7,000, I liked the xTool P3. I have no intention of buying one, the significance is having my tiny Wainlux allows me to read and appreciate what gives with other models. I now know about filtering systems, CO2 cabinets, and neat software that suggests designs and cuts from your leftover scraps. As the first big arrest is pending, the Feds begrudgingly admit sending 274 agents to J6, most of whom did not want to go because they knew it was wrong. The power of a paycheck, amplified by debt.
By now, you’ve noticed this morning’s star picture. That’s from Texas around five minutes ago. Them’s Bryne’s wheels. More chrome than a ’56 Buick. I can explain this photo. You see, I accused Bryne, who has a soft spot for the ladies with big thumbprints and small luminaries, to send a picture of the babe that was taking up all his time these days because he never e-mails current events even though he knows I yearn information about Texas although I have not been there in what, eleven years or so, causing me to write run-on sentences.
A note from Trent in Jacksonville reinforces my view that the further north you go in Florida, the fewer things there are to do. One constant is that all the good women are gone, it’s not your imagination. And the women say the same about men, did you see the statement from the lady that divorced her professional golfer husband, and got half his money? She complained he was always away playing golf. By 2040, some sources say 70% of men will stay single and just date. Took them long enough to figure out the equation. The same percentage of women who, today, report lingering feelings of loneliness.
From sunup to 10:30AM, we got some of the yard raked and a few chores, then wise got under cover. Something stung me, a plant methinks because it’s a long narrow scratch—but what. I know which plants to avoid. At least my front yard is now a mushroom factory, this year only two varieties that we’ve seen before. Let’s focus on inside work today, it’s now cool enough with the big fans running. I turned of the back room A/C for the first time in months.
Trivia. SpaceX’s Booster 1082 remains the most-launched with 16 missions, it lands on a ship with the name “Of Course I Still Love You”. Did I learn anything today? Yes, apparently if you treat your wood with a solution of borax, the burn pattern comes out darker. Funny this had to be discovered without any help. The unusual event of the day was at the Dollar Tree. The guy ahead of me was buying 96 bottles of dishwashing liquid.
Hand-held radar drone detector.
(About $60,000.)
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Another mystery solved. That $50 piece of wood I bought is not alone. I found the two pieces I had been looking for to build the 3D box. They were under a sheet of plywood that looked too small. Sigh, they were 70% off but anyway, now I have lots of wood if I can find the time. That will be a while, October is rarely an easy month for me.
Before I let you go for the weekend, who remembers the pedal l pub, a.k.a. pubcrawler that I looked at back a while? I believe my closest look was May 5, 2015. The reason I rejected the idea was the price tag. The smallest unit was $32,000. So expensive I looked at having one built. The newer electric (pedal assist) units can top $60,000. Well, guess what I found for sale? It’s a basic ten-seater, but at $6,100 I just may be interested. However, you’ll have to return tomorrow for the latest.
My system says “siesta” which includes just taking it easy. So I watched the silver market and something is screwy. Bidenflation has shot prices up 30% while people’s incomes have been flat. We should be facing a recession until Trump’s more “business-like” policies take hold. Instead people are partying like it’s early 1929. Some say it is an A.I. bubble, but I know that it isn’t real A.I. And if it’s predictable, somebody will figure out how to weaponize it.
There’s a definition I should clear up. Saying I know it is not A.I. is not, repeat, not saying I know how to fix it or take advantage of it. I know what I do about A.I from a brief brush with it fifty years ago. I’m reminded of an earlier software fake-out most people never noticed. TurboTax. It never did work right, but backroom deals with the IRS meant the tax rules were bent to accept whatever TurboTax generated. It’s wrong, it screws the consumer, and it is now how the system works. And I see A.I. going the same path.
What I think is crypto was a logical first target for A.I. That, in my opinion, is the first thing idiots would try. The people using it did not realize so was everybody else. They did not have to know there was any pattern to it. And what, $150 billion has evaporated since this time y’day. And I’m not worried, I’d rather trust silver because I “don’t understand” silver a lot less. Got that?
ADDENDUM
Not only have I got a mild earache, it is exactly in the spot I documented during my recent steroid treatment. The lower left ear canal, and it is inside. This one was different, as the pain started in my shoulder blade and slowly worked upwards. Good thing I documented it, huh? We’ll give it a couple days but I am experiencing a big of white noise. As for my back, I estimate 60% by the end of a month’s therapy and not progress since. Still a weakness after walking any distance. Mercifully, none of the arthritis-type pain which they assure me is lurking.
The good news is some Antifa fire-bomber in California, a deep blue stronghold, just got twenty years in the slammer. The walls continue to close in. But no dancing in the streets over the FBI indictment. The jury will be total Democrats over there, the Judge is a Biden appointee who got his first job from Comey, the defendent—and the prosecutor is his son-in-law. The Atlantic northeast is the deepest part of the Deep State. Mind you, Trump knows this so watch for a last minute jury swap.
Later, at 2:07PM the news reports that the son-in-law has resigned his job in a fast hurry. How about a fifteen minute lecture from a lady who grew up in Gaza? It contained no surprises for me, but some are going to hate it fierce.
