I haven’t been blogging, and you wanna know why?
Television. Fucking television.
Remember the good old days, when I didn’t even have a TV? It sure freed up a lot of time.
Then a got one, but I kept it under control, and I still managed to lead a normal life.
Then I got me one of them Smart TVs and a couple of streaming services, and BAM!
Just like that, I was watching 2, maybe 3 hours of TV a day. It’s gotten out of control, and it’s affected my day job. This has got to stop.
That said, I loved Primal, on HBO. I cried at the end.
I was building a Murphy bed, and nothing was going wrong. That can’t be right.
Not to take all the credit, but I haven’t been following the instructions, so anything that went wrong was my own fault.
You see, I made some adjustments. I wanted my bed to be deeper than the one in the plans, so I moved the pivot toward the foot of the platform by 3″.
Which means, of course, that you gotta also move the pivot up by 3″ and, since there’s no baseboard, back down by an inch or so. What can go wrong?
I did the math three times, measured twice, cut once, and it worked more or less like I wanted.
Then I decided it needed some welded steel corner brackets.
Out of 4 brackets: I welded one of them backward. Two of them scraped on the floor and had to be ‘re-imagined’ with an angle grinder. Three had holes where holes shouldn’t be.
I can’t say I’m proud of my welded steel corner brackets, but – ugly or no – they are stiff as a board.
There’s been a big to-do about the Town government, and the way it’s been doing its job. It’s generated a lot of posts on the town’s eForum, and stirred up a lot of interest and debate. There were no pitchforks, and it was not framed in a red-vs-blue way, but a lot of people chimed in. In a perfect storm of budgets, taxes, laws, and personalities, it was proposed that the town’s bylaws should be changed, and a Special Town Meeting was called to vote on it. And you must be present to vote.
Local government is not my thing, but Mary dragged me to the local high school (built in 1927), and we sat in a room with 400 people, and voted with colored swatches of construction paper and by voice vote, and we changed the town bylaws so that, from here on out, all votes will be by Australian ballot. Also, the new sidewalk got voted down.
Tough crowd. Even the sidewalks got voted down.
The first crocus of Spring
One week later.
We took the bird feeder down.
Making a working wiring harness is harder than it sounds.
The kitchen stove was getting out of adjustment.
Little yellow feathers at the edge of the flame. Hissing. Hard to ignite. Easy stuff to fix. Check the airways, clean the orifices, and you’re good to go, right?
You see where this is going, right?
I fixed the first burner, and got a factory-fresh flame.
I moved on the the next burner, which was a little more corroded than the first. I twisted it a little too hard, and broke a part. The stove goes to town for service next week.
Fingers crossed.
