The error looks slight here, but it is very obvious it is not true when you're putting up a wide shelf, and one side is an inch and a half too high.
More busted-ass chinese shit.
I've seen them use tethers and crap to keep tools from floating away, but I imagine this won't work with nuts and bolts. I've got the same problem, except I'm not wearing gauntlets, and am not streaking across the night sky at 1000 mph.
So I concieved of, and made a magnetic parts tray to put sockets and nuts on while I work on cars. I used four strong magnets from Kirsten's teaching supplies, JB Weld and a baking tray from an old toaster oven. Of course, I wasn't the first to think of this, and the commercial versions are nicer because they coat the magnets with rubber pads--so you can stick the tray to your fender (or rocketship hull) without chipping the paint.
Anyway, somebody get NACA (as we 71 Mustang enthusiasts prefer to call it) on the horn and send them to Kragen.
High tech solution to high tech problem.
But really it's a happy wonderland of glee! It has a go-cart racecourse, waterslides, and an artificial beach.
KimJungLand
Of course, the place does seem to be absent any actual holidaymakers. By contrast, here's a capitalist artificial beach.
Here's what I was looking for in the first place, the Ryugyong Hotel.
K-I-M,
J-U-N,
M-O-U-S-E!!
I'd like to just copy the thread, but I learned 13 years ago not to handle secretly forwarded emails as if they were my own to cause trouble with. The story was Dave forwarded me this rant from some obsessed woman at his work complaining about people eating all the donuts, or something. So I, in all my infantile glory, decided to play a trick on the woman. I artfully changed my email header so it read chip_oil@ce.chico.edu instead of andrew@ce.chico.edu, and sent her something along the lines of "You know what you can do with those donuts? Shove em up your ass!"
I thought this was hilarious, and extrememly witty because that's what Alex said at the end of A Clockwork Orange, and that movie's sweet, etc. etc. Anyway, it wasn't rocket science for that lady's boss to stroll by Dave's office and ask him "Don't you have a brother who goes to Chico State?"
Back to the original story. In a recent article, Walt wrote that code like MS Office needed to be "rewritten" to run on Apple's x86 OSX.
Dave, ever the compunctionist, explained to Walt that all that shit need merely be recompiled and tested, not "rewritten". Walt replied that his job is not to inform people, it's to sell copy. Too much information is scary, and we'd all be better off if we just bought MS's excuses about why they will release Office for Longhorn months ahead of Office for x86 OSX. The last thing readers of a tech column in a business newspaper need to know is how software companies sell product.
By the way, the above instance of "compunctionist" will become only the second time the non-word was used in all of Google's enormous search cache. The first is a 16 year old's list of turn-offs in her myspace profile.
The morals of the story:
- Travis doesn't mess with other people's private email any more.
- A Clockwork Orange is a sweet movie.
- This guy Walt is a putz.
- Dave needs to stop being such a compunctionist if he hopes to start a relationship with a 16 year old's MySpace profile.
Walt Mossberg certainly has no compunctions. Walt appears to be fondling the real babygirl16 from the MySpace entry, or at least the picture the FBI agent is using to catch perverts.
From: Travis Finucane Sent: Saturday, February 25, 2006 3:49 PM To:ames-truetemper.com Subject: Greenlife tuf-series shovel warranty I understand from your website that Ames True Temper bought Greenlife Lawn and Garden. I bought a Greenlife Lawn and Garden Tuf-Series shovel last year. The shovel advertises a lifetime warranty for normal use. Last month, the fiberglass handle cracked apart whilst I was scooping a clump of clay-ey soil. While I was exerting some leverage against the handle to scoop the mud, I do not feel it was in excess of normal shoveling activity. The hour of the shovel's failure was inoppurtune, as I was at the time struggling to find the cap to my septic tank in the dark of night, while my home stank of backed-up sewage, and my pregnant wife dispaired of ever again flushing our toilet. Do you still honor Greenlife's guarantees? If so, may I have a replacement shovel, or some fair portion of its value at the time of its destruction? I've included a picture demonstrating the broken handle.
As I alluded to in the letter. Tuf-series is the brand of shovel made by Greenlife, who were bought by Ames True Temper. Ames makes a different fiberglass-handled shovel now, with a ridge of flexible plastic on the top surface of the handle. This makes for a much stronger lever than a simple hollow tube.
Busted-ass Chinese shit.
Lil digger
If you will reply to this e-mail with your full shipping address, I will send you a new shovel free of charge.
Very upright of him, I thought, and I told him as much when I sent my shipping address. Please go buy True Temper brand tools: even though they sell the same cheap Chinese crap as everybody else, they at least have the decency to send you a (improved) replacement when it shatters. I should be in marketing.UPDATE:
I should mention that the promised shovel arrived promptly and is vastly superior to the old one. The fiberglass handle has an oval cross-section, and is reinforced with tough rubber on the handle's top edge. Plus, it's bumpy for improved grip. I lately discovered I also own a True Temper crowbar. I don't think it's possible to fuck up a crowbar, but this is a nice one: with crisp metalwork and handsome matte-black finish. Go buy a True Temper tool.
Of course, I had neglected to mention I had previously used the shovel to snap roots, kept it out in the weather year-round, hammered it against the rim of my wheelbarrow to shake off clumps of mud, and generally abused it to within an inch of its life. It also may have been a year or so older than I let on; I don't remember.
That said, I don't think its unreasonable for a shovel to withstand such treatment. Consider the tale of the Irish Gandy dancer.
Building America's railroads westward, the merry Irish laborer would shove the head of his Gandy shovel under one end of an unfixed rail, tightrope out to the end of the shovel (now cantilevered several feet above the road bed) and dance a little jig to bounce the rail up and down. His cohorts would use this oppurtunity to level the rail and tamp the gravel.
This
Meanwhile, half a continent to the west of this delightful tale of an honest day's work, the Chinese slaves building the eastward half of the Transcontinental Railroad were being murdered by the hundreds as they basically dug through the Sierra Nevadas with their bare hands.
The half-witted Irish laborer crouching to the right is a gandydancer. The rich Chinese dude behind him was probably the SF contact who gathered up incoming Cantonese and sent them to their doom in the mountains.
California State Bird.
The result is amazing.
Fabulous Downtown Santa Cruz
I guess that's why we don't leave our kids' education to Disney. This sticker came
The name Einstein and Albert Einstein are trademarks of the Hebrew U. in Jerusalem--according to the back of the sticker. The Corbis Corporation handles their licensing.
I guess the only person who might mind his name being used to promote ignorance is beyond caring.
Einstein Huh?
From my search query tracking page, I notice a couple of addresses from the corbis corporation have found this page due to searches for "corbis baby einstein".
No disparagement intended, kind sirs. Any publicity is good publicity, right?
Conducts where?
Patch on your shoulder!
Democracy at work.
Loving Fambily.
Grabby monster.
Munch munch.
Just Abigail.
Dark. Wife's not so grumpy as she appears.
The only difference between Democrats and Republicans regarding budget cuts is tense. Republicans say they will cut the budget, and then they increase it. After the budget has increased, Democrats say that it has been cut.
The column of shelves above the printer is about 29 ½". Check my measurement of a finished shelf to see if you can figure out what I did wrong.
In spite of my general lameness the thing is already solid and useful. I should have taken a few in progress pictures because the available do-it-yourself instructions around on the Web are poor. The wood is all cheap knotty pine. The joinery is woodscrews with a few pegs and glue.
It looks like crap in the picture because it lacks cabinet doors, and I have to screw in some wire baskets to the underside of the table to hide those dangling wires. The blinds will be replaced with nice wooden slat blinds that fit within the window. The current jerry-rigged ziptie hangers for the miniblinds I have are preventing me from screwing in a 2X4 brace on the top shelf. Basically, it looks better in person.
The builtin in progress.
Ooops.
The state Air Resources Board is scheduled to vote on the proposal at a two-day meeting beginning today in Los Angeles.
The rule would require makers of passenger cars and light-duty trucks to incorporate controls on "greenhouse gases" beginning with model year 2009, achieving emissions cutbacks of 30 percent by the year 2016.
This proposed rule is bullshit on many levels. According to the California Energy Commission, California produced 356 million metric tons of CO2 in 1999--or about 10 metric tons per inhabitant of the state.
A gallon of gas produces about 20 pounds of C02. Overestimating, I use about 400 gallons of gas per year. Thats 8000 pounds or about 3.6 metric tons. To cut my 10 metric tons by one third solely by reducing my car emissions, I would have to stop driving altogether. Californians who contribute no driving emissions toward their 10 metric ton allowance (such as Abigail) will do nothing to cut emissions by 1/3--no matter how many Prius knock-offs Detroit is forced to manufacture.
The solution, of course, is carbon credits. Every Jack Tom of us is allowed 10 metric tons of carbon to dump into the atmosphere every year. If Jack produces more than 10 (because he's Moss Landing), he buys some carbon credits from Tom who produces less than 10 (because she's Abigail). You can also earn carbon credits by buying forests and not chopping them down. Or something.
Disclaimer: all my statistics are from Internet sources of various (not to say dubious) veracity.