One year ago today: January 12, 2025, it’s California again.
Five years ago today: January 12, 2021, good and bad ways.
Nine years ago today: January 12, 2017, what a crappy day!
Random years ago today: January 12, 2001, 81¢
Another cold spell, but at least we are not digging our way out of it. Duty binds me to report age-related changes and today I lost my potato peeler. The blog that dares to feature such things notes I always put such things back in the same place—they are integral to a good life around here. Where is Hank the Shrink to look into this to find the deep-rooted issues. This is tempered by the joy of my first real air compressor. Only those of us who led pneumatically-deprived youths will understand.
The bathroom thermometer (the only unheated room) says she was down to 58°F inside, so let us not stray afar of the coffee-maker. You want to hear yet another tale from the trailer court? Y’day I had to use the GPS to find the compressor, and I entered this massive RV park in a five-acre stand of what was once a Georgia pine tree farm. Absolutely beautiful setting. The lots were numbered in the order the spots were occupied. Hundreds of them. I see this couple on the foot-path and ask if they know where is spot #442? No idea.
Then it hit me. On the last e-mail, the guy’s addy indicated his name was Bob. So I asked, “Where’s Bob’s trailer?” Oh, just another mile down that lane, turn left, past the end and third from the laundry room. Folks, I want to live to an over-ripe old age but I hope I never get that old and if I do, may this blog save me for always something better to do.
You know what’s funny is these websites that portray the “ten best” small towns in the State. Isn’t that being counter-productive? I slept in and I’m finally watching “The Thomas Crown Affair”, the 1999 version. It’s a novel twist on the time-worn Pink Panther theme. I consider art thieves on par with casino thieves—more power to them. My favorite line from the script, “Men make women messy.” It takes Brozzy 45 minutes to blu-ray Russo, who was 45 at the time, so believe that if you want to.
News, to the extent it concerns me. The welfare fraud investigation is being taken nationwide. It is amusing to see which majors, senators governors, and congress types are clamoring to stop it. Some want the payments to continue for arrested people awaiting trial. This surprises me not, for I have witnessed the Canadian system, where those on welfare are considered a hallowed and untouchable population of left-voting drones. Kind of like a government department whose permanency is not allowed to be questioned.
Ilhan the lady who married her brother, just got her ass thrown out of an ICE office. Neat. A viral video (no link) exposes a professional Democrat protestor pictured at over 100 rallies. The US Navy, including some flat-tops with their own ZIP codes, are now sailing into the South China Sea claimed by Beijing as territorial waters. No video yet but rumors say ICE is going door-to-door in Minneapolis and grabbing illegals who took part in protests that interfered with arrests. It is unlikely many Americans would see this as requiring a warrant, since illegals would have no such protection. No warrant is needed if someone is actively committing a crime. Like being here illegally.
Georgia “railroadiana”.
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Are you using MicroSoft help? Even clicking on the link now tries to change your default browser to Bing. And no matter how many times I clear Edge out of this computer, it always reappears. Whatever MS is calling their office app now is using A.I. to totally take over your files. They’ve renamed Hub to Office to 365 and now I see Copilot is up to the same tricks. I still use Office XP to open any older files and it works just fine.
Here is a picture of a really nice wooden box I built a few weeks ago. It's truly amazing how many different commodities fit so nicely into the Golden Ratio, don't you agree?
I was in the shed for two hours. Most of it setting the new compressor in place. I had to remove a small wall. Once I lifted it onto the platform, the poser cable was one inch too short. I got it sorted out and pinned together a few boxes. Gauging by others, this took too much out of me. It was not hard work, yet I’m whooped enough to head back inside and praise the invention of good old coffee. The neighbor was chatting at the fence, we are on for Festus. Soon as the sun was down things got breezy and chilly. Like Montana, but 30° warmer at both extremes.
Wildfires in Patagonia and there is talk they were set by climate change activists. It would be interesting to see some captured, in terms of how a military court would deal with them. I’m finishing watching the Crown Affair, isn’t is odd how so many of these older actresses who still have a figure had something medically wrong with them.
Last for today, my nice microscope. It got put on hold in October with lots of things. I had notice what was wrong with it, a gear on this weird slide clip had been turned past its limit. This required an hour of very delicate repair, but my hands cooperated though still numb. I don’t know how to use the assembly which seems to be for measuring very tiny distances. It has to thumbscrews with vernier scales which I guess would be millimeters. For me it’s just a toy as my days of collecting specimens is over. Well, except maybe for pond water since you never get far from that in Florida.
This is tied to an article I read about tardigrades, the hardiest life-form known. It’s microscopic creature that revive from near absolute zero and outer space. It has a protein shields the DNA from radiation. Not satisfied with messing up Earth, the Israelis send a batch of these to the Moon in 2019. Turns out there is no law against introducing biologics into alien environments.
ADDENDUM
Here’s a photo of Johnny Cash in 1958. I was taking serious stock of my music situation and it comes up short. In 26 years I have found three good guitar players, that is, lasted more than a year and could learn new material. (Sorry, Hippie and others who could not learn it.) That Brian guy with tattoos on his knuckles has been scoping my ads, but he never responds. There is also a profusion of bass players hitting the music sites. However, the majority of them list it as one of many instruments they play, meaning they don’t play it well. Another dead giveaway is the ones who say “bass guitar”, for any true bassist knows it is not a guitar.
Normally, I won’t team up with church musicians. They can get finicky about where to play, usually exactly the type of places they should be eager to spread the word. That’s where I recall Brian from, so a pulled up his ad. The guy now says he is not looking for a Christian band. Took him long enough, but be fair—maybe the guy would, like myself, rather play than practice.
He lists his age as 49, but he was that when I met the guy. I’ll see what I can do, his profile, updated late 2025 makes it emphatic he has sworn off the Jesus thing and now just wants to stay in the game. I can’t quite recall which cartoon character he reminds me of.
