One year ago today: May 3, 2025, jammin’.
Five years ago today: May 3, 2021, always read the fine print.
Nine years ago today: May 3, 2017, remember that jointer?
Random years ago today: May 3, 2001, a calendar note.
The morning isn’t looking good, but the birds are well-fed. As for me, this burrito is just another test of the new camera, I had a grilled cheese. And I mean strong cheddar, not that anemic swiss plaster, although to do like it. What slowed me was fatigue again, you don’t want me playing bass or working a chop saw. Nor am I getting under the van, so that is still out of commission. Y’day was tropical storm all afternoon, which leaves the ground soggy. So here I am. Let’s take a closer look at the latest box, the small one.
Shown here is it’s appearance after some enhancement, but it remains a fail. There is an amusing but pitiful back-story on this. See that design, it is known as a mendala. Laser engraving as we know it is a totally “computerized” cottage industry. That is, it exists only on-line and could not thrive done any other way I know of. That means it also exhibits all the nasty negatives. Total abuse of the word “free”.
There are tens of thousands of mendalas for “free” but I’ve never found one. If you have a time slot to waste except for the knowledge, try it for yourself. Don’t come back and say you found some—unless you actually downloaded it in a vector format. Even then, there is something wrong. The free designs can run you as much as $14.95 each. The mendala shown here is a copy, with a trick. With a bit of know-how, you can copy anything on-line but as a graphic. You want the vector or svc version.
They lie, there are no good files for free, yet it’s the most prevalent title word for most listings. As shown here, this is around the maximum size the pattern can be etched on my equipment. So why not etch them all? The answer is time. Without the vector file, each opy of this design requires almost 15 minutes. And no, you cannot go grab a coffee—the laser cannot be left unattended.
The brass fitting is also expensive, the one shown here is called a sash hook. And those retailed for $2.57 when I got them on sale, today they are sold in packs of two for $14.98. So just the one brass lift shown here now costsover three times the materials of the rest of the box. The only chance for this design is if I find a real mendala vector file, which takes the etching time down to a minute, and I find another trove of 10 cent drawer pulls.
Glancing at the news, in 60 days California police can ticket driverless cars. It’s not about safety like they told you, but about revenue. The place [California] is so corrupt nothing is unthinkable now. The airwaves are clogging again with anti-Trump talking points, plainly a panic starting already for the mid-terms. Why panic? Because the ads always take on a personal tone when the Democrats perceive real challengers. Few political issues are mentioned, just the usual evil-Hitler-pedo bleating, and of course, all his supporters are a cult. This, folks, is why I build boxes and prefer to cook my own oatmeal even though I don’t have to.
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It’s a down day, again much needed, but I’d rather need fewer. Reading was my top activity but not like I’m reading Harlequin romances. This is the remote starter from y’day, but it works with AC by design. Turns out it is a Wal*mart product. I know there is a way to make it DC, but more than once I’ve forgotten to turn off the compressor until I hear it late at night. And it does get cold around here, just not cold enough to discourage the mosquitoes.
My plan is to find an alternative for the Hundy, Replacement ignitions and remote starters run into the hundreds of dollars. For that, I’ll pay to have somebody do what I can’t—drill a hole though the firewall. None of my drills have the power or the bits. The KIA still sits, as I am not putting it up on stands until I locate that SP4M transmission oil. That’s three trips wasted already to places who said they had it in stock. Mr. Trump, please make it easier to sue people who conspire to lie. I’ll tell you how that works.
Yes, in American you can file a civil suit for damages. But the process is too costly and if you miss a single filing date, you lose. Also, the courts do not enforce payment. They can award thousands in damages, but it is up to you to collect it. So people who don’t know any of this often learn how much they can lie to you because they are not worth suing. I would change that. If you tell me you have the product and don’t, you pay for my time, the gas, the depreciation, the phone call, and double for all the lost opportunity. That is, you pay because I could have been doing something else and did not, based on the content of your statements.
There is a counterpart to this on-line. If you peek at Redditt or Gab, you will notice swaths of observably uneducated people posting all day that Trump is a war criminal, devil-worshipper, and pedo. Now, if you could sue them (or give it the death penalty if they can’t prove it), you’d see them disappear.
I got the bass working and played several accompaniments to “Little Red Riding Hood”. It is almost impossible to make that tune any better. Not that I really tried, but there is a progression I’ve heard that fits that 1950s chord pattern. It will hit me, it’s somewhere between “Lady Madonna” and what is that Kinks tune I’m almost thinking of.
ADDENDUM
My recovery took a down turn, but no worry as my general condition is better. My capacity, that includes core strength, is still well below anything I’m comfortable with. Less than 40%. I have three symptoms of note today and have my duty to record them. First is the tightness across the chest. This is not heart muscle, but the healing process of closing the chest incision. They have to pull from the sides and the sides don’t like it Ranging from a constant dull tugging sensation to really sharp pangs along the sides, today is was the pangs.
Second concern it the nerve damage, described by JZ. I can control foot pain by the expedient of not bearing any weight where it hurts. But inside muscles, like along the outside thigh, chose to flash hot sharp pains for no apparent reason. Last, the harvest wound. Finally it is very slowly starting to heal over. But it has faked me out before, tomorrow it could be raw again. This is not painful, but looks bad and is a reminder I don’t heal fast any more. I am not adequately documenting the whole picture, which I should be.
