One year ago today: December 2, 2024, at least 16 feet tall.
Five years ago today: December 2, 2020, baloney, ring tones, daybreak.
Nine years ago today: December 2, 2016, sunup and too hot.
Random years ago today: December 2, 2002, tattling on Frank.
The gossip, as much as it exists around here. I contacted the trailer guy in Holiday to say I can’t afford that investment, but asked if he’d be interested in showing me the town for an hour. His blurb says he’s been there six years, so he could give me the guided tour of what I need to know. Where’s the beach, where’s downtown, where’s the pubs that have bands, and what parts of town to avoid. India has been more than distraught by whatever she is going through so I cancel that for now—but not the option to meet the musician’s she knows in Lakeland.
Here is an excellent shot of the bumper hitch y’day. The front plastic bumper was removed using four bolts and some generic clips. You can see the exposed metal frame and the chain clamp on the nearest beam. This is solidly in place. Apparently build by the guy’s (two brothers) father, they hinted they could build me one for a couple hundred dollars. I wonder what that must be like, you know, a father who could actually build things and brothers honest enough to go into business with.
California pushes to replace their gasoline tax with a mileage tax. My opinion? They are libtards and a gas tax cannot be attached to your vehicle to log your movements and create a profile of your private comings and goings. Have a look at the old club battery charger. It finally gave out, or proved unrealiable. Like a girlfriend, items like this never get a second chance. For some reason, it will not charge a super-dead cell like it used to. The club markings that it was tested maybe ten uses ago can be seen, it says August 2019.
Let me check the budget, yes we do have $75 set aside for a replacement. The newer units have a processor that knows when full charge is reached, which if overdue here. Same with this “desulfinator” mode I’ve been hearing about. The budget says it is cash, so all I have to do is go downtown, and I feel like doing just that. Check back. The old unit won’t be discarded, for it still measures will in the 2A mode, which means it may find life as a bench mounted trickle charger.
To wrap the morning up, here is some terrible footage from Tampa Bay last Sunday. This is the new video, the better than nothing unit. And it is crappy. I had no tripod, but the camcorder was steady against a pylon. It not long has no steady-shot, it would not focus on that distant horizon. This is the best of several tries. My life has always been hounded by entities that cannot focus on any distant horizon.
Hmmm, silver inches back over $58. That, if you read the deep theory, is not supposed to happen. Banks have the ability to scrunch prices back down. Or do they? There is no separate report page to distinguish between certificate silver and real silver.
Handmade leather belts.
(Laser-made, can you tell?)
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The new charger is here, another portable unit for car batteries only. No test yet, as my last battery still able to take a charge left with the Town & Country. I’ll drag the unit from the Hyundai, as I want to try this claim that the microprocessor can rejuvenate batteries. It’s late afternoon on Festus Tuesday so don’t be waiting around. I also scored some ginger snaps, the only cookie I will not overindulge meaning even if I get back here before dark, I’ll not be moving much. This cabin may be the center of activity for my age group in central Florida, but I still need my coffee time.
Over to watch Festus, it was an episode we saw so long ago, we watched it again, “Jesse”. Turns out the neighbor worked a couple years in Apollo Beach last century and confirms it was just as boring back then. He’s getting so deaf he has to put a new battery in his hearing aid every show now, he’s saved because he’s found an excellent house cleaner, I’m impressed.
Back home, I go settled in to watch a half-hour video on box design, but boxes made from metal or cardboard. I fell asleep three times but kept going. Why? Because anybody who has any plans to ever build such a thing would eventually have to master what is in this lesson.
How boring was it? On a scale between watching paint dry up to listening to my brother explain why he is smarter than you, this was about an 8. This photo of the wire strippers is more enthralling. I’m looking forward to a day of raking leaves tomorrow just to inject some zip back into life. That got me thinking earlier, as I raked the driveway. I once took apart a paper shredder and it struck me, would that work on leaves? The Thrift often has these, at least until I want one, but if so, I’d like to give that a try.
Here’s a link that says what I’ve been telling the world for years. Coders are not programmers and never will be. Finally, for the first time in 37 years, the US is not wasting money commemorating World AIDS Day. Here is a link to Boing technology. If you need instructions, you are probably reading the wrong blog as well.
ADDENDUM
Another deliberate incursion by the Chinese off the Taiwan coast and articles about beefed up missile defenses. I imagine everyone who owns a laser sooner or later tests it on plastic, a common missile component. Lacking any missiles this week, I grabbed this piece of Styrofoam. Once and for all, let’s see if the beam can perform, though I’ve long noticed a lack of such cut pieces on the store shelves.
Shown here is the groove after ten passes. By itself, that makes foam uneconomical. You can see a few spots where the beam has poked through. That’s it because I do not have a cutting table yet and like the top of my desk to stay kind of a natural wood shade. But, does this mean a simple insulating reflective shield can defeat lasers? We know there is some unspoken reasons why the military has not jumped on these weapons.
