One year ago today: November 5, 2025, you're never alone.
Five years ago today: November 5, 2021, I went downtown.
Nine years ago today: November 5, 2017, a table of broads.
Random years ago today: November 5, 2006, I played there!
Yessir, one of the best drivers (non-pro of course) in the Western Hemisphere just failed a test for a learners permit. Earlier I may have said it was required, but only under certain circumstances like my old license being expired more than 91 days. I flunked it so bad it would not let me complete the remaining questions. What happened? The first 1/3 of the test (30 questions) was all about driving laws and statistics I know nothing about.
My memory harked back to 2004 when I nearly failed a word processing test. It was the same general circumstance—I learned how to do things the right way and did not know how to work the dumb people way. Example, I learned in the second grade that the first word is capitalized. So I did not know how to enable that feature. And today, the driver’s test asked me the same grade of question. I do not know or care about what happens with “BAC” is 0.11%. (Blood Alcohol Level.)
The picture is the library book sale. I found a couple things.
The good news is I’m finally back in the system with the same information that has how changed in 40 years, including the imported error from Washington State. It’s nothing, really, but tips me off because they are finding nothing. So, I’ll try the test again later, tonight I will simply read the entire manual and memorize the more obvious.
Knowing the Reb had clients, I went directly to the library to find no parking. Turns out they are having a book sale. Ha, in Florida, they can’t give the books away. Since I did not have my flash drive or camera in the car, I took the time to investigate the gif creation apps from last day and have decided on one to learn the best. You can try it yourself at ezgif.com. The staff by now knows I’m no trouble and let me stay past the time limits.
Blog rules compel me to tell of the rare and unusual, and today, for the only time in my life, this. A lady rolled down the window of a rental car and told me, “Thanks for the litter.” In isolation, that is so rare, but my regular readers know the Reb asked me to pick up a box on the way home. If all goes right tomorrow, I want to head home and that puts our total face time, other than that fancy hamburger, at less than twenty minutes this trip. To those who might think that’s not much of a situationship, I shudder at the alternative. That is, knowing somebody who never does anything interesting==and there seems to be nothing in between. So why date a bump on the log, right Theresa?
Bb clarinet music score.
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I’m on page 79 of the manual. The fine print does state all parts of the booklet are testable, so my guess is they let A.I. generate some of the questions. I learned a bit, such as the correct name for those X-shaped railway crossing signs. And why there is a sign underneath saying how many tracks. It’s because one passing train may hide another coming from the opposite direction.
I’ve read the manual by 7:30PM, finding several items I would disagree with. Such as holding the steering wheel at the 9:00 & 3:00 o’clock positions. I’ve always adapted to what gives the best control while avoiding crossing hands over each other. Except on hills, I have never had the habit of using the parking brake.
Here's a picture of the gyro/accel circuit board, for my own reference.
More information the Lear jet crash in Florida. The same airplane had been involved in another loss of control incident some six months earlier. And Russell Brand is facing prison time, he’s the English actor accused of being a rapist without being Muslim. Yet, if you read his side of the story, he did nothing 99% of men would not do if they were in the same position. The women are simultaneously empowered or victims, they reserve the right to choose which best suits them in a given situation.
Research at a new library is a treat for me. One chapter I read describes a British navigation device used in the Libyan desert during the Rommel years. Under the desert are vast deposits of iron ore than throw magnetic compasses off to the point useless. It was nothing new to devise a peg on a stick and use the sun’s shadow, but this intrigued me. I’ve got a hunch that rather than calculate their positions every day, they carried some form of look-up tables. And would that not be much the same as the Sight Reduction tables that I struggled with so long?
