One year ago today: October 6, 2024, fakest rallies e-ver!
Five years ago today: October 6, 2020, finally, 1100 watts.
Nine years ago today: October 6, 2016, shut down by 3:30PM
Random years ago today: October 6, 2014, “The Rat”.
Up with the Reds, Mr, & Mrs. And we are sharing the gourmet seeds with a three squirrels who have defeated the latest baffles. I’m out there this morning putting up more baffles to find what combination is the next round of Squirrel Wars. The game camera poised where the rodents have figured some way to make the leap. What a joke and waste that $30 “squirrel proof” feeder that turned out to be. The good news is the Reds and I had great chow this morning. I made spuds boiled with bay leaf, a bullion cube (for salt) and hints of garlic and nutmet. Served with chopped onion and sour cream. That’s it (except for coffee), nothing else wanted or needed.
Oops! Security breach, you don’t get to see the birdies together. How about this great scene of Mr. Red having brunch y’day morning. He’s got all the female company he needs, as the gals have learned to share the feeder. I see the gourmet food does have some milo mixed in. I will avoid that brand. Milo gives the birdies heartburn. Too bad I can’t pick it out for the squirrels, huh?
Will silver top $49 today? (Later, nope.) I’ll be last to know since I have to walk back to the cabin and bring up the computer. Let’s see if there’s any news. I watched some deep fakes produced by Sora, the Apple app. If the material was not so ridiculous (Steven Hawkins on a skateboard ramp), the average Internet addict is not going to be able to tell what’s real. (Hint, fake is when you see the video of Hitler and Michael Jackson arguing over who invented the Moonwalk.) And somebody has finally banned illegal aliens from food stamps, but will it be enforced?
What a laugh, a publication by college professors how the latest crops of new students are complaining they have “never been taught” to read entire books. They did not expect it would be necessary. Here’s a telling video about Whole Language, which started as phonetics. Apparently it now teaches students that the importance is on analyzing individual words to their own feelings. Love the passage where the narrator defines the concept of reading a book as one word after another until there are no words left.
It was a no-chore morning, though I did take a much closer look at the hinge mortise jig. The original schematic was for door hinges where the frame was just wide enough to keep all surfaces flat enough for the cut. This failed on narrow wood, my max size is around 3/4” and tere are zero designs on-line that address this. I need a tour of a cigar box factory. Later, here is one of the mini-boxes with a layer of white paint. Makes it look albino. Another coat tomorrow.
You cannot simply extend the block to the other side of the box rim because there is no way to clamp it without getting in the way of the router plate. Somebody somewhere has solved this before, but if I cannot find him, I’ll have to reinvent the wheel. I’ve noted that moving the hinges just 1/4” closer to the sides (the hinges go on the back only), it is a standard lumber size. Hmmm.
There was also time to look more closely at the tune “Interstate Love Song”. That is not really a bass line, but the manner of muddle you get by handing a guitar player a bass. Almost every measure contains a forth, not my strong point. But, if you say anything, some numbnuts will point out they made money. The riffs are archetypical guitar schlock, with one or two insignificant changes each verse.
What I’ve done is analyze the tune into three different motifs. Each one can be arranged into a standard but solid riff—the very technique I use on stage to the dismay of any guitar showoffs. The patterns “capture” the feel of the song, which percussion and lead cannot really impart on their own, each lacking enough expression. So far I’ve only got the parts isolated, not put back together as a stage darling should. I may do this just because I can. And I’m not saying so at this point, but some of the phrases sound better when I play thirds. Here’s a sample from the actual Songsterr tab.
For non-music players, a fourth is just scale tones four “notes” apart, and that is the way guitars are mostly tuned. In this example, you see these are all notes played on the second fret. It isn’t the notes that are important, but the interval between them. The lazy-man’s riff. Trivia, what saves many guitarists from playing this boring pattern is the way the second highest string on a guitar is tuned to a third, not a fourth. So using the same lazy fingering patterns, you get some real piano music. It’s when the guitarist moves to the lower strings or to the bass that you get the monotony.
Binna Burra rainforest campsite.
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We won’t know until later how the squirrels are dining. I’ve put up metal shielding on almost the enter nearby pole. I can hear the squirrels chattering disproval. Hey, they are lucky I won’t target practice on them. The only logical spot to do any battery work is the old fence lean-to on the north. I cleared a space, it’s still going to take hours to get it underway. More important is the new shelving, both in the big shed and scooter shed. Add an hour to clean the area enough to go to work. That scooter shed accumulated a lot of stuff over the years.
I took a break and did some design work on the hinge jig. It has to be exact so I would up suing some of the precision rulers and markers from the navigation kit. I sure do miss not buying a dado blade when they were still available locally. Without proper camera gear, I can’t show you the ruler up close, but it is graduated to 1/64th of an inch. You can make out the rectangle to be cut out for the router bit. I did not get far with this exacting work today.
What I did manage was some more box work and I painted one of the mini-tool boxes to see if that makes a good difference. Where did I get all this white paint? I sliced a few of the larger fence pickets in half, which is a convenient size, while listening to Hannity of the FM. He was better when he stuck to the facts rather than taking sides. Tomorrow is the anniversary of the big HAMAS attack and they still have hostages. No, I will not support any American intervention, and for that matter, no help to Americans who travel to that part of the world.
The scooter shed is cleared out and most of the base for the work counter in place. There is no getting around it is a lean-to and open to the elements on the north side. It decide to pour rain and get windy. I measured out a spot for that grey table saw, can anyone remember where it came from? I think somebody gave it to me. It has a huge table wings which I went to remove a year ago and found it bolted on with rusted carriage bolts and angle iron that would not budge. I got half the bolts loose, the rest are soaking in Kreepy Oil. After those wings are taken off, it is an ordinary 27x27” table. I’ll post a picture tomorrow, after the rain.
Here is the base for the saw, sturdy as it gets. Whatever was wrong with it, I forget, but I will modify it for the special task of ripping boards. When I examined it long ago, it has excellent blade cranks, which I also soaked in oil. Before we move on, there is also a pic of pallet lumber that’s been planed, stained, and a layer of spray poly. It’s nice, but nothing special.
This just in, ICE has raided 50 cities simultaneously, arresting 17,200 gang members. And stepped up replacing rogue immigration judges with military lawyers. The only difference, folks, is who is giving the orders. Then I find this Chevy Chase movie called “Nothing But Trouble”. I never did care for Demi Moore, she just isn’t that hot but tries to project that. Hard to believe she was once the highest paid, talk about luck.
You know who isn’t lucky? Miami real estate people. A stagnant market for 90 days spells trouble. Miami real estate is a pyramid scheme and no new suckers are coming in at the bottom. And we receive another wordy e-mail from Caltier, who do everything except explain in plain English why dividends are paused. If it is really nothing, why has it been nearly eight months?
nd to you guys and gals over 40, it is not your imagination. There is really nothing to do, all the good ones are gone, and you are already slowing down. The solution is, of course, to bring everything you needed for a good time with you. But, thinking ahead is not most people’s strong point. That, and everything you like to do costs twice as much. In a larger sense, that makes life after 40 a lot like visiting Hawaii.
ADDENDUM
That was JZ on the phone. It’s no secret he got the shot. I did not learn until after or I would have dragged him away from that fake clinic. Sad to report, yes, JZ does have all the vax-induced symptoms. And he finally admits downplaying it all because I gave him supreme hell over six years ago. With permission, here are the symptoms:
a) pain at injection siteAnd sure enough, when he finally went in for help, heart problems. He says he went in next day after I left, but I know he waited ten days. JZ does not keep any records, so this blog remains the clearest documentation available. Same for most people who don’t have a historian in the family. The impact of this is that JZ does not have the same perspective that we are the last of the old guard. Like so many from a large family, there is no big network of acquaintances that might at least be able to give a third opinion.
b) sore joints and arthritis
c) nagging mild headaches
d) sore leg and forearm muscles
e) shallow breathing
JZ explains that part of his slow response is that he’s had mild arthritis for twenty years and says the COVID pain is similar. He reports the worst is the way the shot aggravated this condition. He’s seen my spine X-rays and concurs with the docs at the clinic—I have arthirits, I just don’t know it yet.