John Morris
@anotherjtm
lapsed electrical engineer; still not enough paid music gigs to quit the day job; builder of rule engines and tools to help people get jobs. he/him
I don’t sew much, but this machine from the’50s might get me to find some projects just because it’s so precious. A few drops of oil got it running fast and smooth.
Meanwhile at my house, which I fled a few day’s ago to be at the house that lost power because my house has no sewer connection.
Adulting challenge for the day turned out okay. The weekend on call electrician from sponsored search results roulette was great, he found the right part on a Saturday, and the utility crew showed up to disconnect power less than an hour from when we called them. Couldn’t have gone much better.
One of the guys digging tunnels under my house said a good thing about his job is that he can work all year 😞
The new Fisher Price “music box” toy record player is electronic and has no music box. This makes me sad.
I’m inheriting a few shelf feet of medical text and reference books from the 1959s - 1970s. They don’t have sentimental value to me, so would anyone else care? Should I waste Half Price Books’ time, or just put them in the trash?
A risk of saving bows or gift bags with attached tags is that next year you might find tags from people (or pets, in this case) who have died. I always have to pause when that happens.
Learned today: 1) I can’t tell how much fuel is in the tiny diesel tractor’s tank by peering in the hole on top. Looked like at least half. 2) it’s a real pain to run out of fuel. Now I know how to bleed the air out of all the injector fuel lines.
My poster stayed in the magazine, so it’s creased. I thought that I had the soundtrack on vinyl, but didn’t find it. I did find the soundtrack for A Clockwork Orange, though.
I found this while clearing out some old stuff a few weeks ago, so I’m likely to see it regardless what the reviews say.
Maybe I misremembered. This Hitachi isn’t European, and doesn’t look as sleek as I thought. Very clever, though.
What’s the modern inclusive term for a dead man switch/pedal/cutoff? I remembered this doesn’t have one as I leaned way over in the seat to duck under low branches. I can’t easily add one, either, since it’s diesel.
this pic is only because the one above is transparent, so you can't read the pin names. upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/co...
Someone could, though it would be really hard to coax 500W across the one square cm of metal lid. Typical draw of a real one was half a watt. I was wrong about both power (only 2 pins, with 15V across them) and that data and address were multiplexed. Oh well. upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/co...
My kids named some cats from that movie, but that problem has faded on its own. The two LOTR cats lasted a little longer, but now we have no more cats from literature.
I had a sweet but simple kitten (Weasley) who ate the strip of plastic that you tear off the top of a pack of baby wipes. Or we thought he did, anyway. So he got surgery to check. He lasted many years after that and didn’t eat any more trash.
Beautiful majestic cat! And is that gear considered classic, now? Here’s Ginny, helping. D700, Zeiss 35mm f/2
Thanks for the tip to fetch all the data. I got the screenshot for fun, but it doesn't have all the loan details, so the file is nice.
Where’s the right place to give away an early 80’s Millennium Falcon plastic model? Good Will? It’s complete, slightly started, and not likely to be finished by me.
The weather stayed dry and I got off work early enough to pulverize leaves with the mower before sunset, but now my neighbor is inspired to more in the dark.
This one had enough persistent inflammation in the better eye, after the clearly bad eye was being treated for glaucoma, that he was tested for systemic stuff twice. First round found toxoplasma; second was bartonella. The bad eye has been removed, but the good one seems fine now. Whew!
After the great Mohs surgery and before the repair. The whole team—dermatologist, Mohs surgeon, reconstruction surgeon, anesthesiologist, and all the nurses—were women who respect each others’ work, which was reassuring.
Henry is recovering well after having an eye removed two days ago. I’m relieved, since he was sneezing blood on Saturday. I’m fortunate the cost was not an obstacle, but I’m sad about people who have to say, “I can’t; he’s 12; let’s say goodbye and put him down instead.”