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But WHERE is it stated in the forum rules that speculation is not allowed? If speculation is not allowed, that should be stated in the forum rules, and not considered a violation it it is not explicitly outlawed. I'm not trying to lobby for giving speculation a free rein, I am lobbying for accurate listing if what is and isn't allowed. If it is already in the rules, I couldn't find it, so I keep asking WHERE it is stated. But I get no answer to that question.
AI can be stumped. See attached image. I guess sometimes I google stuff that nobody in the world has thought of (I doubt that one) and there is no known answer or AI is like a parrot mimicking stuff, or better still a pirate pillaging bits and parts of human written thoughts . . . vs analytical processing.
Authors google the weirdest stuff, straight up.
I'm more interested in what dam thom thuc is. Even the regular Google search seems to have no idea.
Also Google:
well Safari was useless
maybe I should have asked the Victoria chatbot here
fragrent dress (we cross posted) sounds odd
I could speculate that maybe Fragrant Dress is something like salad dressing???
It's a specific rule that from experience is required to maintain the gernal rules. We don't actually keep a list of names with blots next to them, but if we did we would not inscribe people's names on the list of infamy using a pen dipped in fulminating acid for this kind of thing unless it was up-front breaking one of the explicit top-level rules.
Wire gauges are great fun. Screw threads possibly offer a greater variety. It seems like every industry had it's own 'standard' range of screw threads.
True enough. One thing to watch out for are BA (British Association) screw sizes. They are similar to SWG in that 4BA is bigger than 7BA, but the threads are actually defined in metric. What fun.
Regards,
Richard
I use quite a lot of smaller B.A sizes, on account of building model kits from the 70's and earlier. One thing I find hard to obtain is thin walled brass tubes in telescoping sizes ( I know K&S sell a few sizes ) I wonder if it's due things like microscopes and telescopes moving to digital?
I don't know, to be honest.
If I'd needed something like that, I must admit I'm more likely to roll my own tube, silver solder it up and then turn it to the actual size I want. This is as a result of a hang over from going on a jewellery course (where I made a brass body pen with a copper & silver pierced inlay barrel initially flat then rolled it) & having my own metalworking lathe to do the remaining parts. Possibly not the best person to ask..
Regards,
Richard
Wow, this thread has branched off quite a bit since last time I checked in! Trotted in to post about the return of the bleedin' rats to our garden keeping me awake and worrying at night, but now it's all about car accidents and wire gauges -? So that means y'all are actually sleeping real good atm? I'll just see myself out then ...
You're welcome.
Now the weather is cooler, yes, am definitely sleeping better. The cat no longer feels the need to sleep through the hot day and then kill/attack/maim anything in sight at night. And as he's kept in at night, we come under the heading of 'Everything in sight' along with the rest of the house on hot nights.
Sometimes, just sometimes, I don't much like cats - 2am (when fleabag is doing a wall of death around the living room) is the most likely time for that feeling. Just don't let my wife know.
Regards,
Richard
my diurnal clock left the building when I started working nightshift 44 years ago, been retired 6 years and still up all night and have very irregular sleep patterns
12:15 AM wakeup for me today, as no way was I risking a continuation of those dreams. Little Dude woke around two hours later. It's sweet, though... usually he makes this kind of groggy noise and cuddles up while his brain comes online. I turn on the small, color-changing fiber otptic holiday tree (yes it stays up all year) and it's very peaceful.
This tree is version 2 and runs on LEDs. The original was a hand-me-down from my work bestie somewhere around fifteen years ago, but Little Dude fell in love with it, so when the motor gave out there was nothing for it but to find a replacement. This one's more energy efficient, but didn't come with an on/off so I wound up getting one of those remote control power bars. It ended up working out better since now I can turn it on/off without getting up.
Currently waiting for the sun to come up so we can take a walk. Getting closer... the sky is light enough to make out the outlines of the tree canopy now. A bit more and we can start getting ready... since Little Dude doesn't understand time in the way society defines it, I need cues like "we can't go walking until it's light out" and if I start getting ready ahead of that, he thinks any time it's dark it could be close enough to go. Looks like a good wind out there, though. He'll enjoy that even more than just the walk itself.
How do you plan a pot luck lunch? Surely everyone brings what they want to bring. That's what makes the luck bit.
Regards,
Richard
Tossed and turned wonder what to do about the accident. The guy sent numerous very polite text messages, but stuck to wanting to settle for 400.00 outsider of insurance. He ignored our adjusters phone calls. He even drew up a release of liability all filled out and texted it to us. I did not get why he was choosing such a weird route when we wanted our insurance to pay and he was not at fault. I decided to draw up a new ROL Form and agreed to settle outside of insurance providing we met him at a UPS and had a norary witness it. It turned out he was under 21. I asked him why not go for a rental and a new fender? Get this, just two weeks earlier someone bashed in his entire front fender and grill. So this was not his first rodeo. To him a one inch gash was a piece of cake. The autobody had leftover paint and just repaired it for him as a comp for next to nothing. He already had it repaired when we met up. I guess we helped with his car payment. Super nice kid. Maybe I will sleep better tonight . . . miracles do happen.
It is like walking on eggshells. The host has to say I'll provide the burgers or whatever and gently inquire if one prefers to bring appetizers, a main plate, snacks, beverages, or desserts. And then the host fills in the gaps. When I hosted I also made a pot of homemade Chile, garlic bread and a potato salad and some beverages, because most bought chicken, sandwiches, casseroles or desserts.
Wow, what horrible luck for that poor kid! Cool that it could turn out on the positive for you both.
The ones we had at work always had a sign-up sheet... which was kind of funny because there were a couple people that would get everyone asking them "you're going to bring your [whatever]... right??" like some sort of team lunch mafia shakedown.
In my theater group it's a total free-for-all. There is no planning whatsoever (although some people have a "go-to" they always bring). It's delightful chaos. I usually bring a few bags of those tiny oranges, with the thought that most people can eat them (various allergies and dietary restrictions), generally they go over well with kids, and I don't have to fuss about any kind of cleanup. Double points once the kids came along; if we have to cut and run before the end of things, it's no big deal, and if there are fruits left over, they can go home with someone who could use some help with groceries that month.
@ArtAngel, sounds exhausting.
@SilverGirl, that's more like what I expect a pot luck lunch to be like. I've only taken aprt in one - in the falling snow at the Robert Service Campground at Whitehorse (YT), on the evening of 30 August 1987. With about 50% of the people in the campground taking part, around a roaring campfire, it was quite an experience. There were people from Europe, all over Australasia, Canada & the US. Fascinating to hear everyone's stories and why they were in the Yukon. Business, holidays, moving there for work, and retirement. By next morning there was 4" of snow on the ground, and almost everyone at the campsite was in tents. Lovely warm night...
Regards,
Richard
Burrr.... but... what a memory!
Not quite as cold, but forecasted to be about 47 F for our walk in about an hour. I'll still be in short sleeves (pushing that wagon's hard work!), but I should probably find a warmer jacket for Little Dude. Fingers crossed it fits... while I have a bigger size of that one waiting in the wings, I'd have to dig it out, and that bin of clothes is more buried than I would like it to be at the moment.
Right now I am still up because I feel like this is the only time I have to do anything. And if I go to bed then I'll wake up with no time to do anything.
Solidarity. So far I have failed to find the balance between being up enough longer to get things done and being up too long, so I'm a zombie the next day.
There must be a sweet spot, but I swear it's harder to find than the trick of turning straw into gold.