I Forgot What My Complaint Was - Complaint Thread
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Who's he?
I've not used Bryce, at least not that I recall. I have naught but ignorance in this matter.
The rough in of the apartment continues... Of course now i'm bored with playing with Blender so who knows when I will finish...
Complaint: was so hot and humid this morning that 2 hours of yard work left me feeling like I had stayed too long in a sauna.
Noncomplaint: Thank goodness the Air conditioner is working so well.
Here's one doing gymnastics:
Your beetle is talented... mine was just so angry he froze in that position.
Decluttering today. No, not decluttering. Procrastinating about decluttering, that's what I'm really doing right now. But I am going to make either some iced tea or iced coffee and get out there now. In 5 10 20 25 minutes. Okay, maybe a half hour.
Oh wait, I could turn this on its head. I will go out now and declutter. I'll still procrastinate, because it's what I do. But I'll procrastinate LATER. Which means I'm procrastinating right now about procrastinating later.
I like that. But it only works if I go off to declutter right now, which is what I'm doing...
I spend a great deal of time planning to declutter. With luck I'll be able to move from the planning stage to the pre-implementation stage. And from there to benefit analysis stage...
Edited for Spelling: Wow... my spelling sure has taken a nosedive lately...
Are those bugs? I just got up from a nap.
Lol!
All hail air conditioning...
It should have a national holiday, but alas it does not... it cools, it dehumidifies, it even saves lives. But no... Instead we give holidays to leprechauns and pumpkins.
A brief history of AC...
In 1758, Benjamin Franklin (the kite guy) and John Hadley, a chemistry professor at Cambridge University, experimented with methods evaporation to rapidly cool an object. Franklin and Hadley realized that the evaporation of highly volatile liquids (such as alcohol and ether) could bring down the temperature of a material past the freezing point of water. They were able to achieve a temperature of −14 °C (7 °F) while the ambient temperature was 18 °C (64 °F). Franklin concluded: "From this experiment one may see the possibility of freezing a man to death on a warm summer's day.”
Around 1820, English scientist and inventor Michael Faraday (the magnet guy) discovered that by compressing and liquefying ammonia one could chill air by rapidly evaporating the ammonia... this was a huge move in the right direction.
By 1842, Florida physician John Gorrie used compressors to make ice, which he used to cool air for his patients in his hospital in Appalachicola, Florida. Though ice focused, his intent was to cool interior air... He hoped to eventually use his ice-making machine to regulate the temperature of buildings. Gorrie received a patent for his invention in 1851... unfortunately he lost his financial backing and died in poverty in 1855 due to the efforts of a rival, Frederic Tudor- the “Ice King” who sought to discredit Gorrie and destroy him. Thanks to Tudor’s greed, air conditioning wouldn’t come around for another 50 years.
In 1881 a device vaguely similar to Gorrie’s invention was used to cool James Garfield (no relation to the lasagne loving cat) as he lay dying from a bullet wound.
From the mid 1800s until the early 1900s most of the interest in cooling technology was focused on making ice... In 1902 the first modern electrical air conditioner was finally developed by Willis Carrier in Buffalo, New York (home of the wing sauce).
Carrier’s invention was created to help improve manufacturing at the Sackett-Williams Lithograph company, and solved not only the issue of controlling temperature, but also humidity.
The term “Air Conditioning” was coined by Stuart Kramer in 1906.
In 1945 the first window mounted portable air conditioner arrived courtesy of Robert Sherman (no relation to the tank).
So there you have it... a cool story, no? Megh... not enough liquor store robbing kangaroos and talking cats for me, but history isn’t always amusing or interesting or even not painfully stupid, but in this case it eventually led to us being able to sit comfortably in our living rooms and complain about how damned hot and humid it was outside while we mowed the lawn or had to flee from uniformed authority figures after an unfortunate misunderstanding... Depending on what you interests are, of course.
I'm glaring at my latest render... scowling even.
Why couldn't you be exactly like I intended? You're such a disappointment...
Complaint: Last week I related a story about being trapped in the wilds of central NY State with an unremovable gas cap, requiring a truck mechanic with big muscles and an array of sequentially bigger tools that eventually succeeded in completely destroying the gas cap but effectively removing it from my filling spout. Yay?
After the fortuitous purchasing of a proper gas cap from a miraculously open auto supply store on a Sunday, I was on my way home and no longer fretting about having to have my car towed 100 miles because I couldn't remove the $###$%# gas cap!
It's been a week and I've been on a couple mini-adventures and my gas tank needed filling again today (can you see what's coming?)
I drove east to the Indian reservation to get my cheap (no tax) gasoline and at the pump a young guy came out (they don't let customers pump their own gas) and I relayed the story of the gas cap to him and warned him to be careful about making sure it was being inserted correctly and to not cross-thread it or miss the alignment key slots. So, I watched him easily remove the gas cap that I had last installed a week ago then after paying my bill inside the little store I returned to my car and drove off to have a most excellent lunch at Burger King 10 miles up the road. As I got out of the car at BK I said to myself, "Self, you better check that gas cap!" Sure enough, I could not for the life of me get that cap to unscrew. Now purple with rage I fumed all during my Whopper meal and planned my speech to the kid who had screwed me (pun intended) again.
All sorts of mean things to say went through my mind but I finally decided on just driving in and asking him politely to remove my gas cap. And when he would fail I would have said "Remember me asking you to not force my gas cap? Did you think I was just some old fogey talking at you just to hear himself speak?"
But, perhaps fortunately, the same kid was not there and an older guy was attending the pumps now but I politely relayed the story, using twenty-seven 8x10 color, glossy, photographs with circles and arrows on them and singing in three part harmony to him about the gas cap saga. This encouraged him so that with some effort he was able to finally get the cap off again and this time I watched him put it back on without having to force it. If it comes off easily the next time then I can be assured that it is the way that people jam it on that buggers it up, not the cap itself. Life is too short to be worrying about gas caps.
Give it some seventies or sixties typography and you've hot a poster for a film about inter-dimensional travel or something.
That is kind of where I was going with it: a pulpy sci-fi look. I've tried a few different ideas but not entirely happy with any of them. Yet!
They are Jane Doe (aka Ms. Goodbody) and her assistant Judi. I have a few half written... well, 10% written stories about their adventures.
You seem technically/mechanically inclined, so I hesitate to mention this because some folks get annoyed when you suggest something they already know, but I also know you are kind and patient too... (okay, maybe... sort of... I think) but anyway... on some autolocomobiles, particularly ones made in the late 90s to early 00s, the gas caps have a stupid habit of failing. The gizmo inside that prevents you from over tightening the cap just falls apart... you probably noticed that the cap clicks and stops tightening after only a short twist, but will grab and start turning open in the other direction... Fords seem prone to having the (ratchet?) mechanism disintegrate making it spin in both directions resulting in a cap that is impossible to remove without 50 tools... Dodge/Chrysler seemed to have a flaw where the mechanism would freeze up resulting in a cap that could easily get stuck (not click, lock up)... and of course once you applied too much force, that would break resulting in an infernally spinning cap...
I think you said you have an early 00s Buick, and I’ve never helped anyone with a problem GM cap (other makes I’ve fixed though), but you might have some variation of that problem on your car... technically the cap on any late 80s to present vehicles should never be able to be over tightened because they all should have that feature where once it is sufficiently tight, the cap clicks and rotates without tightening. If it can be over tightened, it’s essentially broken and should be replaced...
I don’t remember what exact model you have, but a good online price for a 2004 Buick LeSabre ranges from $25 - $55... Amazon has one for $11, but the hell I’d trust that to work with the tank’s sensors... I’m not 100% sure, but gas caps might be universal... a few years back my friend’s old Ford F-150’s cap broke and I gave him a crappy old Toyota cap that worked for two weeks with no problems until a replacement arrived (well the filler door didn’t close perfectly). Don’t get a “universal” cap... I’m sure as an engineer you are familiar with “universal” fit... it universally fits nothing. The real problem with cheap caps or wrong caps is bad caps can trigger tank sensors on some cars that result in a “Check Engine” light going on that usually requires a trip to the mechanic to be reset (although some vehicles “fix” the problem on their own if the cap is replaced with a proper or new unit).
Pep Boys, Advance Auto Parts or Auto Zone should either carry the replacement cap or order it for you (or you can order it online)... the only difficulty in replacing a cap is the plastic rivet that holds the cap leash... Some of the auto parts places over here will do something like that for free or a minimum charge because it’s so easy... but it’s generally easy to break off the old rivet and pop in the new one.
I figure you know all this stuff, but just in case you are unaware, forgot or didn’t care to think about it until now, I figured I’d mention it... also I was bored and sitting in front of the air conditioner (which is a highly underrated machine in modern society), so I figured why not write a 10,000 word essay on gas caps...
It was gas caps or me writing about that kangaroo again... so... I chose gas caps because I’m pretty sure everyone is sick of that story by now.
Holy crapcakes... thanks... that was awesome... well, actually terrible, but awesome because it was so terrible... I bookmarked that for me and my daughter to watch and do our own “Mystery Science Theatre 3000” thing with...
I loved how Starman flys with his cape blowing forward and how he has that special superpower that instantly turns anyone into a floppy rag doll the moment he throws them. When I grow up I want to dress just like Starman... I don’t actually want to be like him because he runs funny, but maybe it’s the tights.
I'm hangry... but I finished one of the two projects I was working on.
Of course... if I don't eat soon there may be a murder...
http://aiko3.com/ works on my tablet but not my computer.
I feel like I am turning blue.
non complaint febbreeezz. is amazing stuff. the black dirt that came in with the flood left stains on the carpet. can live with stains is the smell is better with febreeze. it wasnt regular dirt, was the black mulch soil they put under their bushes beds. it stank up the yard pretty powerfully when they first installed it.
vaccuumed the kitchenette floor, a zwiffa mop aint gonna help, needs a hands and knees scrubbinf
oh my aikin back.
i only see a couple words on aiko3.com think it started out with good intentions.
Why have you not taken this up with your landlord? If the flooding was that bad, there could be structural issues as well. Surely he would want to remedy this situation...if not for your sake, for his property's sake. YOu can't complain to the proper authorities about this unless you first bring it to his attention.
Dana
Yeah, that ^ !
Dana
The Time Tunnel! That's what I thought of instantly!
Dana
its 9pm... should i eat these stale tostitos?
I feel like I am turning blue.
Not really unless you want your hair to turn blue?
Went down to the beach... the Atlantic side... the real beach... for a while before dinner...
It was very pleasant... Since we are close by, we wait until the beach crowd goes home so we can enjoy it with the sea birds and other wildlife that hides during the day. Tourists are so annoying.
Isn't it amazing that when you're standing on the beach looking out at the horizon, that it's always so precisely level? How does it know? You'd think that the south end would slope down a bit.
Just look at a globe. It's obvious.
Whats si soecial abiut a baguette? Its bread
If you pay attention, you can see the curve of the globe very slightly. Try this...watch when a ship first appears on the horizon. A sailboat for instance...you see the top of the sail first, then eventually the rest of the ship, top down. I think this would be even more pronounced if you use a good pair of binoculars.
I do especially love the views from the ISS, though. No question, there.
Dana
I know that the Earth curves as you go away from shore. Numerous "flatearth" debunkers have convinced me of that because of the sailboat mast thing. But left & right of me it looks so level. I think I'll start an on-line idiot theory about the Cylinder Earth where you'd fall off if you went to the poles.
To see if get any followers.
And when we have our first convention, I'll stand on the podium and speak to the assembled disheveled through the giant amplification system, and shout "MY PEOPLE...THE POLAR ADVENTURES WERE FAKED IN A WAREHOUSE IN TEXAS!"
