Monday, November 29, 2021

Another day

In my recliner, satisfied that I got some things accomplished today besides work and in addition to the NYT Spelling Bee.  We all need to keep busy, right?  I know I like to.

Read a couple of articles that had been printed to PDF and put aside in a folder named "You saved this for a reason", but just hadn't gotten to yet.  Today I did.  

- New Yorker, 1995, Curtis LeMay.  Left to wonder how we avoided full-on nuclear war while he was in command.  

- Some Asian business site on how China is in a corrupt real estate bubble.

Saved in that same folder, I listened to a podcast with Tom Scott talking with Donald Fagen.

In the news, electric rates are about to shoot up.  I checked the files for information about our contract with First Energy.  First, I learned they're now called Energy Harbor.  PG found paperwork they sent in 2020 setting down in black and white our 3-year contract for 100% wind-generated power at a fixed rate.  Can they add surcharges for times like these?  If they can, no doubt they will.

Wrote something for Fenek, the Special Needs cat.  Turned in something for Flash.

Prepared a half-dozen photos taken on Black Friday and posted them on the Flickr site rented by TP.  

Tonight after supper, drank a Pepsi and watched S01E07 of The Defenders, guest starring Frank Gorshin.  Pat watches the mysteries on Amazon Prime, I watch the movies and TV shows that aren't yet out of copyright, but are posted anyway on YouTube.  Occasionally I put on Netflix for Mank or The Sparks Brothers.

Want to remember:  at 4:15 or so, Good Queen Swirly came upstairs into my home office and jumped into my lap.  Can't remember the last time she did that.  And every time I reached over to the keyboard to type, she'd stretch her neck and rub her head insistently against my hands.  No typing, keep petting me!

Tuesday, November 23, 2021

My Day

This is a period between acute crises.  Both of us are healthy, and there's enough money so that we want for nothing.  We're happy, best friends.  

Work keeps me busy enough during working hours, and after 5:00 I'm not running to a doctor, an emergency room, or a hospital.  Good times, right?  

It's OK, I'm telling myself, not to have some cause occupying my mind all-day-every-day, the way the cat story page did for several years.  

So tonight after supper, I put on YouTube, intending to watch Louisiana Purchase (one of four Bob Hope movies in the top 10 for the year 1941, I learned today).  Yes, there's a bootleg version out there, and I bookmarked it this afternoon.  Instead, I found Idiocracy first and watched that, followed by another episode of The Plot Thickens/Lucy, and then the January 16, 1960 episode of The Jerry Lewis Timex Show in full-color videotape.  No commercials, though, but I don't doubt that I can find John Cameron Swayze someplace else out there in the great big rabbit hole that is YouTube.  But not until after I see Louisiana Purchase.


Saturday, November 20, 2021

Friday, November 19, 2021

Pandemic update

It's been a few months between haircuts, longer than usual for no good reason.  I just got around to it today.  The time before in July, I had to report in but remain outside until it was my turn, and once inside, masks were still required.  

Today, there was a small sign on the door telling customers that they either had to be vaxxed or masked to enter, but not requiring anyone to stay out while they waited.  Having gotten a booster last Friday, I was good to go.  

One other difference:  as a newly-minted senior citizen, I paid the 65+ rate today.  Since I'm still working, it's just a nice touch now.  After the job goes away, it'll be more of a necessity.


Traditional Friday Cat Blogging: Katrina


Wednesday, November 17, 2021

Van Lingle Mungo


RIP, Dave Frishberg.  There's a version he re-recorded with just his piano as accompaniment, but this is the one I like more, the one I heard on J. P. McCarthy's show on WJR as a kid.     


Woman Cat Wednesday with pure white Ali


 Taken November 12, 2010.

Monday, November 15, 2021

Man Cat Monday: Mittens


Due to an outbreak of ringworm, Tabby's Place is limiting its visitors to a small number of volunteers.  Until it's under control and I can return to take pictures, here are some from the past.  This is man cat Mittens, who resided in the lounge until he passed in 2013.

Saturday, November 13, 2021

Progress

PG and I have lived in this house since 1998, and now we are going through the possessions accumulated in this house over the past two dozen years, looking for that which we may donate, or at the very least, organize better. 

The latter applies to my collection of CDs.  I did that whole bit when burning your own CDs became a thing, hooking up the turntable and the amp to the most powerful PC we could afford in 2000.  But maybe I got carried away, because in addition to copying albums like What Price Paradise, Cupid & Psyche '85, and The Blues Brothers from the original vinyl, I accumulated concert bootlegs from my favorite band and put them on disc, too.  Using a proprietary program similar to Audacity was even fun, cleaning up the sound before loading a blank CD and hitting Record.  

And then everything sat for a decade or so while music rental via streaming overtook owning physical copies of the album.  But now, as I said, we're looking at downsizing before long, and that's all the reason I need to finally get the whole collection better organized.  

Before, boxes and boxes of CDs were piled in a closet, while others were stacked on small shelves and racks here and there in PG's PC room.  Finding something, as I learned when I succumbed to nostalgia and went looking for those old discs, was hit or miss.  Now, most of the pre-recorded pop, light classical, and new age we mostly bought twenty years ago -- the most recent appears to be Sunken Condos, from 2012 -- is shelved neatly in a bookcase in the corner of my office.  The rest, ambient music for pre-sleep, is in the bedroom.

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Other progress:  a burner on the cooktop burned out... well, longer than a little while ago.  Fortified by YouTube, I purchased a replacement burner and prepared to install it myself.  That determination lasted until I actually pulled out the entire range and started unscrewing the screws that held the cooktop in place.  Way too many wires, too many opportunities to mess it all up.  But with three other working burners, there was little incentive to find a pro to get the job done.  

But in the interest of keeping busy, last week I went looking on Angi for an appliance repair specialist, and found one.  Steve came out a couple of days later and navigated the whole weird agglomeration of wires and connections and installed the replacement burner in 75 minutes flat.  For that, he charged about two dollars a minute, which I put on the credit side of our Trump/Biden free money ledger. 

One more thing:  a bigger expenditure is on its way.  After talking to flooring and window replacement companies, PG and I have settled on the big outgo:  a replacement for the HVAC system that came with the house.  Presumably we'll get that cost back when we sell, and being able to point to a new Energy Star HVAC system will count for something at that time.  The cost will be more than the free money ledger can handle, but not more than our cash accounts will cover.  Investments will remain intact.

Remember when?


OK, we all know that the pandemic isn't over yet.  A good many persons still wear a mask in enclosed public places, and both PG and I have just gotten our post-65 booster shots (Pfizer for her, Moderna for me).  But except for medical facilities, no one's taken my temperature at the door for months and months.  And here's another real-world reminder that (thankfully) the peak of the pandemic is behind us -- the one-way aisles of mid-2020 are gone.  (This sticker remnant is at the local PetSmart.)

#Caturday with Bucca


Friday, November 12, 2021

Traditional Friday Cat Blogging with Puffy

 

He's ready for supper, but is waiting for his mate, the little black pooshka.
February 17, 2020.

Tuesday, November 9, 2021

Wordless Wednesday: Backlit proso millet



 

Twofur Tuesday


Top:  Morning Quality Time in bed with my little buddy Nelson.
Bottom:  A good memory of Quality Time at Tabby's Place with Fuzzy.





 

Sunday, November 7, 2021

Easy Like Sunday

 



These were growing next to a trickle of a stream that flows through the township yard-waste recycling center.  Chicory I know about, and how hardy it is, determinedly growing where not much else does.  But marigolds?  They're usually found where they were planted, namely on some homeowner's property.  Did a bird deposit seeds here, or was this someone's intended yard waste that didn't go along with the plan?

Thursday, November 4, 2021

Fresh greenery


The outer leaves show the signs of the end of the growing season, but this plant located next to the garage continues to push out new bright-green growth.

Tuesday, November 2, 2021

Some filter


In August 2019, evidently feeling flush with cash, I bought a Tineco Hero A11 stick vacuum.  Convinced a stick would be used more often than a full-power, but also a full-weight canister vacuum, time proved me right.  Where before I dreaded taking the canister up and down stairs, I vacuumed more often with the stick and picked up multiple dustbins of cat hair.

On Sunday last, I began to vacuum the bedroom, but after just a few seconds the motor shut off, never to start again.  Over and over I tried after cleaning all the filters I could reach, only to hear a brief fluttering and see a pink light (or is it red?) flicker before both ceased.  

So naturally, I went and bought another one.  PG reasoned that if we did get it fixed, we would have one for downstairs and another for upstairs, and if we didn't get it fixed, we'd need a stick because we didn't want to go dragging a canister around, would I?  

By the way, you've probably already guessed that the warranty was for two years, and that it had run out a mere matter of weeks before the thing crapped out.

The new replacement arrived last night and it works, and I also learned something else.  After removing everything I could remove; the HEPA filter, the dustbin, the battery, the pre-filter and the mesh filter, I could see some cat hair behind the grate separating the motor from the exhaust pipe.  There's no getting to it, either.  Not with a bent and re-straightened re-purposed paper clip, not with a buttonhook or something PG has for knitting that has a hook at the end, and not with anything else I tried.  

I learned about TORX screws (you know, the ones where the head looks like a Star of David), and particularly that while we actually have a bit with a TORX head, it's too large to fit the screws in the HEPA holder.  You can see the cat hair and the TORX screws in the photo above.  

Now, the questions are:  (1) can that grate be taken off, and if so, how easy is it?  It looks like a complicated project to get it all apart, but it couldn't have been that difficult to assemble a mass-market product like this.  What's the trick to it?

Next, (2) if I do obtain one or more screwdrivers that will remove everything necessary to get into that blocked-off area above the motor, will removing that debris be enough to allow the vacuum to vacuum once more?  I've shoved the stuff around off to the side, which should provide ventilation enough to work again, and the motor still flutters and fails.

So one, it's hard to take apart, and two, it may not be worth it after it's done.  Plus three, we've already bought an identical replacement.  It should be good for oh, say, two years and a couple of months.   

Wait a minute... why can't I just break the grate and fish out the trash with those huge tweezers I found downstairs?  To be continued...

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I broke it and fished out the cat hair, and the result was exactly the same.  A brief clicking sound from the motor and a pink/red light.  I could have chanted incantations to every mythical Chinese god that ever was, and it would have done just as little good.  

OK, now I give up.  If their intent was to produce a product that would break down right after the warranty ran out, they succeeded brilliantly.

And I bought another one anyway!  I think that's going to be the last of the Trump/Biden stimulus free money.  Close to a thousand for a pair of garage door openers to replace the ones that came with the house in 1998... a service contract for the gas furnace that came with the house, about four hundred... a couple grand to remove two dead trees from the yard... a Secretlab Titan chair for my everyday home office, about four hundred for that... and a hundred here and a hundred there... but only $65 for the parts to repair a twenty-plus-year-old Weber grill instead of several hundred for a new grill, so there's that.