20 thoughts on “Picture This”

  1. Looks like fun!
    Yesterday I think I said two circuit breakers need replacing.  This morning, as I sit in the dark, that is corrected to three circuit breakers.  At least today will have sunshine so I can see in the dark corners of the power panel to find the tiny screws which need to be removed and replaced.

  3. leaving on a freight train don’t know when/if they’ll be back again?  as reported in wapo:
    ‘What an absolute disgrace’: E.U. citizens react angrily to British government’s Brexit settlement video
     
     
     
    here’s how some of the more creative of those upset responded yesterday with their own version with “Sub title text from the Home Office” :

     

  6. Today is a wonderful day, warm and sunny, just the type of day enticing me to go out to the countryside for a drive (I can’t do much else as it is illegal for me to even think of my job – which I am furloughed from NOT on unpaid leave like the right wing MSNBC is stating).  Back in early September Tropical Storm Gordon came by and dumped a lot of rain on an already soaked land.  Water was backed up all over the place and washed out many bridges.  This is the work zone of one, which I had driven over shortly before it washed out.  The remains of the eight foot culverts used to direct the water under the bridge are off to the left side wrapped around several trees.

  7. BB, at the local battery store they have LED lanterns fashioned after those old kerosene work lamps. They’re about eleven inches tall, well protected by the exoframe and have about a dozen LEDs with the light output controlled by a rheostat on the side. They’re powered by two D-cells.I have five or six of them in strategic locations around the house including a couple in the dining room for when I don’t want to use candles (they are quite rustic). I think I paid about $12 bucks each.  A proper link is up above. I’m more than enthusiastic about them.

  8. BlueBronc…  here in NH, we’ve received  the same amount of rain as the DC area.  We have ponds in fields that only popup in spring.  A local river is raging as it does after the snow melt in March and the whitewater kayakers have at it.  There’s no snow on the ground except in northern NH.  The ski areas are having a hard time persuading skiers that they’ve been able to make snow.  They count on this week to get their season off the ground and it’s a bust.

    If we do get snow later in the season and have a big melt…  the rivers here will flood.

  9. bbronc & flatus, another lamp handy off grid is the collapsible solar lamp here described by amazon

    Luci Pro: Outdoor 2.0 effortlessly combines versatility and durability to make every adventure epic. Set it in direct sunlight for 14 hours or charge via the two-way USB port in 2-3 hours and Luci Pro: Outdoor 2.0 lasts up to 50 hours on a single charge
    With 10 cool white LEDs, Luci Pro: Outdoor 2.0 is a clean, reliable source of light with mobile charging that will let you go further than ever before
    4 modes for any need: low, medium, high, 1 second flashing
    USB port for two-way charging (two-way USB cord included)
    Perfect for camping, hiking, kayaking, boating, fishing, emergency kits, travel and as a unique gift
    Weighs less than most mobile phones at 5.5 oz. / 156 g
    Luci Pro Outdoor 2.0 is ideal for any emergency situation, especially when the unexpected happens. Rechargeable, durable, and waterproof (rated IP67), Luci Pro Outdoor 2.0 can be used as a tool for both first responders and those directly impacted.

     

  10. LED lighting technology has been a wonderful thing. Portable led lighting has become stupidly cheap. I love it. Waiting for the Bama game tonight with fingers crossed. 
     
    Whats going on w/ USC Flatus?  Pundits were predicting they would have an easy time with UVA. 

  11. It sounds like a running firefight around here.  The last week of deer hunting season and the slaughter is getting worse.  You can tell the “hunters” using an AR-15, you get a lot of shots because they can’t hit target on the first eight.  A decent hunter with a deer rifle would not have to use up a full can of ammo to drop a deer.  From a few of the fights you can tell there is no deer left to dress.
     
    On a boat the LED lighting is great stuff.  I am designing new lighting plans.  My boats are from the early eighties and the lighting shows it.  Replacing and repositioning lighting will make them better.  Lighting was sparse because of the power used when on battery. 

  12. I painted DOG on the dog, COW on the cow, and PONY on the pony. 
    Then, someone shot my John Deere tractor.

  13. XR – funny.  The gun fire has died down now, for a while it was close enough for me to stay below waterline – just in case.
     
    I don’t know what is going on with the circuit breakers, but I need to replace two more.  I guess powering the vessel up and down  is making the weak ones quite ill, as in terminal.  Good thing I planned on replacing all them, just not all at once.  Breakers are twenty to thirty dollars each and I have forty of them in the panel and another five or so in different places on the boat.

  15. Pogo – I have three holes in the water!  Or rather two in the water and one in the driveway.  At least these help support the marine trades.
     
    Now that SFB has cancelled the 2019 pay raise I will feel so much better about giving my money away to others.

  16. RR, is moisture causing transitory low resistance in the mains?
    Pogo, I’m watching Clemson do it to ND. The sisters must be reexamining their prayer regimen.

  17. Eagle update for those following the soap opera.  Nature is nature and she is not kind. 
    Juliet has not returned.  Young eaglet murdered by adult female interloper.  Romeo has left the nest due to death of young one and non viability of second egg.  A new young couple seems to be getting acquainted and are doing nestorations together, but no signs of mating as yet.  
    Romeo and Juliet were older birds at least 15 + years in age (life expectancy in the wild 25) who had been using this nest for at least a decade.  New couple barely have their white heads so about seven years old. 
    They will either mate with possible eggs or bond and return next year for eggs.  Possibility that Romeo and Juliet may return next year but not likely.
    The SW Florida nest has two bobbleheads (parents Harriet & M15) that we hope to watch until the wee ones fledge and fly.  

  19. It’s AL v Clemson. Huh. We all knew that last August.
    We could have saved a lotta wear and tear, fuss and bother just by going straight to the Big Game. 

  20. dave barry in wapo:
    We can summarize 2018 in two words:
     
    It boofed.
     
    We’re not 100 percent sure what “boofing” is, despite the fact that this very issue was discussed in a hearing of the United States Senate Judiciary Committee. All we know for certain about boofing is that it is distasteful and stupid.
     
    As was 2018.
     
    In spades.
     
    What made this year so awful? We could list many factors, including natural disasters, man-made atrocities, the utter depravity of our national political discourse and the loss of Aretha Franklin. Instead we’ll cite one event that, while minor, epitomizes 2018: the debut of “Dr. Pimple Popper.” This is a cable TV reality show featuring high-definition slo-mo close-up videos of a California dermatologist performing seriously disgusting procedures on individuals with zits the size of mature cantaloupes. You might ask, “Who on Earth would voluntarily watch that?” The answer, in 2018, was: MILLIONS OF PEOPLE. That is the state of our culture. We can only imagine what new reality shows lie ahead. We would not rule out “Dr. Butt Wiper” or “People Blow Their Noses Directly Onto the Camera Lens.”
    Is there anything good we can say about 2018? Only this: It got us out of 2017. But even that didn’t work out as we hoped.
     
    As you recall, we, as a nation, spent all of 2017 obsessing over 2016: the election, the Russians, the emails, the Mueller probe, the Russians, the Russians, the Russians. … That was all we heard about, day after soul-crushing day, for the entire year.
     
    So when 2018 finally dawned, we were desperately hoping for change. It was a new year, a chance for the nation to break out of the endless, pointless barrage of charges and countercharges, to move past the vicious, hate-filled hyperpartisan spew of name-calling and petty point-scoring, to end the 24/7 cycle of media hysteria, to look forward and begin to tackle the many critical issues facing the nation, the most important of which turned out to be …
     
    … the 2016 election.
    Yes. We could not escape it. We were like Bill Murray in “Groundhog Day,” except that when our clock-radio went off, instead of Sonny and Cher singing “I Got You Babe,” we awoke to still MORE talk of Russians and emails; MORE childish semiliterate presidential tweets about FAKE NEWS and Crooked Hillary; MORE freakouts by cable TV panelists predicting that — forget about the previous 300 times they made the same prediction — THIS time impeachment was IMMINENT, PEOPLE. IMMINENT!!
     
    Meet the new year: same as the old year.
     
    So at some point during 2018, normal, non-Beltway-dwelling Americans simply stopped paying attention to current events. Every now and then we’d tune in to a cable TV news show to see what kinds of issues our nation’s elite political/media class was grappling with, and we’d see a headline like “PORN STAR STORMY DANIELS: TRUMP DIDN’T USE A CONDOM.”
     
    That was when “Dr. Pimple Popper” started to look pretty good.
    So we’re very glad that 2018 is finally over. Once again we’re on the cusp of a new year, another chance for change. And once again, we find ourselves feeling stirrings of hope — hope that the coming year really will be better. Why do we feel this way? Why, despite all our past disappointments, do we believe things really can improve? Because we are morons, apparently.
     
    So let’s not get too excited about 2019. Our emotional state, going forward, should be hopelessness leavened with despair, as we can see when we look back at the grotesque boof-a-palooza that was 2018, starting with …

    [continues as dave stolidly proceeds month by increasingly sad month to the depressing present]

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