Monday, March 3, 2014
Last Wednesday morning I woke to the chirp of a smoke detector complaining about its battery. I had been slightly aware of it before I woke, actually.
Every 20 seconds, chirp!
By the time I was up, piddled, pants and shoes on under my nighty-t-shirt, the chirping had stopped.
I hate when the detectors chirp. There are six of them. One in the downstairs hall, one in every bedroom just inside the doors, and one in the upstairs hall, and when one starts complaining, I always go crazy trying to figure out which it is.
So, nothing all day Wednesday. Thursday morning, I again woke to the chirp. Every 20 seconds. This time it didn't stop. It was the one in the downstairs hall, so it wasn't too difficult to find.
I went to my battery supply, and opened a new package of those rectangular 9-volts. I brought the taller stepladder down from upstairs. I climbed up and changed the battery.
It continued to chirp. Every 20 seconds.
I got my battery tester and tested the new battery. It's ok.
I verified the polarity and inserted it again.
It continued to chirp. Every 20 seconds.
I looked for some kind of reset button on the unit. The only button was the test button, so I pushed it. All six detectors went off, including the one that yells "Fire! Fire!" in a woman's voice. I pushed the button again and they all shut up.
But this detector continued to chirp. Every 20 seconds.
I don't know what to do.
I've been listening to that thing chirp since Thursday morning. Every 20 seconds. I've been pretending it's a bird.
I'm about ready to wring that bird's neck.
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Embossing on the cover says to consult the unit's documentation for operating procedures, but of course the builder never left me any documentation, and once the check cleared, the builder became incommunicado - literally, his office closed. (I heard he got sick.) I could look up documentation online, except that the unit does not have the manufacturer's name anywhere on it.
I recall having this same problem when I replaced the batteries on the upstairs hall unit, and discovered that pushing the test button did reset it, but that didn't work this time. The units don't look the same.
Leaving the battery out doesn't work, either. It chirps anyway. Every 20 seconds.
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Monday, March 03, 2014
3828 Slammed #2
Monday, March 3, 2014
Second slam: Back about February 18th I got a call from the fuel oil supplier for the country house saying that they couldn't get up the (300 foot uphill) driveway to deliver to the country house. I contacted the Hairless Hunk, and he took over.
So this morning I hear from HH. The oil guy tried to deliver late last week, but (HH just found out) was able to pump only 9 gallons when the intake pipe "overflowed". Their conclusion is that the tank is still full from the early December delivery.
ACK!
(HH is suspicious of that because he went up and checked, and there's no evidence of overflow.)
Anyway, the country house apparently has no heat, and may not have had heat since, oh, early December, or maybe even before that. Great.
Lots of possibilities:
The furnace is dead.
The power is out.
The fuel line is clogged.
Who knows.
I told HH there's no panic. With the below 0 temps they've had almost all winter, if there's any damage, it's already happened.
The thermostat had been set at 50. I had turned the well pump off, and opened the faucets in the bathtub and the kitchen sink to allow for expansion. I THINK I had filled all the traps and toilets with antifreeze (but I'm not sure, and even so, who knows how long before it evaporates anyway). To tell the truth, I had been slightly worried about sewer gas from the septic tank filling the house, and the damn place exploding at the first spark.
So I guess I have to go up there later this week and sort it out. If there's any damage from frozen pipes, it will be no more than whatever water was sitting in the pipes, and fixing can wait for spring. I can carry water for my stays.
If there's power, I can have heat while I'm there, because the otherwise defunct old heat pump has electric backup and I can run that. Costs a fortune, but, well, ya gotta do what ya gotta do. If the house has already been without heat so long, it won't hurt to just turn it off when I leave. What more could happen?
If there's no power, I'll stay overnight in a local motel and then just come home. No way I can do anything about anything until spring if it's anything more than a tripped circuit breaker.
Bad bad bad winter. Go away.
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Note: More evidence of my mistrust, according to the electric bill for the country house, it used 564 kwh in December and January, and the bill claims this is an actual reading. If the furnace was off, all that's running is a dehumidifier in the basement and a refrigerator in the kitchen, and if there's been no heat, I doubt either has been running much. But those are the same usage numbers as last year. So either the power was on through December and January, or the electric company is inventing numbers.
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Second slam: Back about February 18th I got a call from the fuel oil supplier for the country house saying that they couldn't get up the (300 foot uphill) driveway to deliver to the country house. I contacted the Hairless Hunk, and he took over.
So this morning I hear from HH. The oil guy tried to deliver late last week, but (HH just found out) was able to pump only 9 gallons when the intake pipe "overflowed". Their conclusion is that the tank is still full from the early December delivery.
ACK!
(HH is suspicious of that because he went up and checked, and there's no evidence of overflow.)
Anyway, the country house apparently has no heat, and may not have had heat since, oh, early December, or maybe even before that. Great.
Lots of possibilities:
The furnace is dead.
The power is out.
The fuel line is clogged.
Who knows.
I told HH there's no panic. With the below 0 temps they've had almost all winter, if there's any damage, it's already happened.
The thermostat had been set at 50. I had turned the well pump off, and opened the faucets in the bathtub and the kitchen sink to allow for expansion. I THINK I had filled all the traps and toilets with antifreeze (but I'm not sure, and even so, who knows how long before it evaporates anyway). To tell the truth, I had been slightly worried about sewer gas from the septic tank filling the house, and the damn place exploding at the first spark.
So I guess I have to go up there later this week and sort it out. If there's any damage from frozen pipes, it will be no more than whatever water was sitting in the pipes, and fixing can wait for spring. I can carry water for my stays.
If there's power, I can have heat while I'm there, because the otherwise defunct old heat pump has electric backup and I can run that. Costs a fortune, but, well, ya gotta do what ya gotta do. If the house has already been without heat so long, it won't hurt to just turn it off when I leave. What more could happen?
If there's no power, I'll stay overnight in a local motel and then just come home. No way I can do anything about anything until spring if it's anything more than a tripped circuit breaker.
Bad bad bad winter. Go away.
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Note: More evidence of my mistrust, according to the electric bill for the country house, it used 564 kwh in December and January, and the bill claims this is an actual reading. If the furnace was off, all that's running is a dehumidifier in the basement and a refrigerator in the kitchen, and if there's been no heat, I doubt either has been running much. But those are the same usage numbers as last year. So either the power was on through December and January, or the electric company is inventing numbers.
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3827 Slammed, #1
Monday, March 3, 2014
I got slammed twice this past week, plus one screaming meemie.
The first slam: I received a letter from John Hancock, the providers of my Long-Term Care policy, stating that my annual premium would be increasing.
Shortly after Jay died Daughter informed me that she hoped I had a good LTC policy, because there was no way she could do for me what I had done for Jay. I had no policy. I knew that the older you are when you get one, the more expensive they are, so I got me one right away, well before I turned 60. It's pretty much the gold standard, providing for everything from housekeeping help to full home nursing care, nursing home, whatever necessary. It includes a 5% annual increase in daily limits (the maximum offered), and lifetime benefits. It costs me $3,384.00 annually.
I had been hearing rumors that most LTC insurers were applying for premium increases. Their actuaries had screwed up. They'd figured that about half of the people who signed up for LTC policies would eventually let them lapse. Well, that didn't happen. Most, in fact, kept them, so now the insurance companies are looking at a huge balloon they didn't expect.
Most of what I'd read said that they were looking for anywhere from 15% to 45% increase, with some sources saying an average of 40%. John Hancock says their increases will average 25%. (One article: http://www.investmentnews.com/article/20131111/FREE/131119992#.) Insurers are not allowed to raise individual premiums. By law, they have to raise premiums across the board for a class of policies.
The letter I got assures me that my "class" has nothing to do with my age. They did not otherwise deign to define the class for my edification.
My premiums will increase from $3,384.00 to $6,429.60, as of May 2, 2014, the due date of my next premium. Ack!
Even if 90% weren't already ridiculous (average 25%?), I carefully budget and save to make that payment. With the increase, I am now $3,100 short of making it. A little more than 2 months notice would have been nice. WTF! I can pull from investments to make it up, but what about people who just plain can't pay that much?
I think John Hancock's actuaries will get their heart's desire. A lot of people are going to drop their policies, even though they may have been paying on them for decades.
It's a 12 page letter. I read only the first two pages and set it aside, because every time I looked at it I felt like I was going to throw up. All day Friday and Saturday my stomach churned. Finally, Sunday, I read the rest of it. They give me several options that will reduce my increase, most of which involve reducing my benefits, like going from lifetime coverage to a set number of years, or setting a longer wait time of need before benefits kick in, and so on.
Then I found the magic key. If I reduce the inflation number for the daily max benefit from the current 5% compound to 2.7% compound, my premium increase drops to 0%. Nothing. Same as before.
Duh?
That leaves me wondering now, if that's all it takes on a gold-standard policy, who in the rest of my class is contributing to that 25% average? Something smells fishy here. It's not adding up.
I'm supposed to return a form by the end of this month requesting that it be changed. So that's what I have to do, I guess.
You know, when I bought this policy, I thought the premiums would never go up, since it was based on age and risk and what I'd asked for, and this is what they had figured their risk was for me. One thing I had considered was investing that money earmarked for long-term care, but after running the numbers I figured insurance would actually end up providing more. A lot of people buy LTC insurance and end up using very little of it (they die quick, I guess), so it still averages out as a win for the insurance companies.
Now I'm going to worry constantly. There's no assurance that next year they won't try the same thing again.
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Just to show you how little faith I have in anyone anymore - in all the articles I had read about insurance companies raising premiums on LTC policies, they all said that the companies were applying for state board permission. In none of them was there any indication that permission had actually been granted.
So what if they are subsequently not given permission to raise rates? Will they still hold me to the lower inflation figure?
.
I got slammed twice this past week, plus one screaming meemie.
The first slam: I received a letter from John Hancock, the providers of my Long-Term Care policy, stating that my annual premium would be increasing.
Shortly after Jay died Daughter informed me that she hoped I had a good LTC policy, because there was no way she could do for me what I had done for Jay. I had no policy. I knew that the older you are when you get one, the more expensive they are, so I got me one right away, well before I turned 60. It's pretty much the gold standard, providing for everything from housekeeping help to full home nursing care, nursing home, whatever necessary. It includes a 5% annual increase in daily limits (the maximum offered), and lifetime benefits. It costs me $3,384.00 annually.
I had been hearing rumors that most LTC insurers were applying for premium increases. Their actuaries had screwed up. They'd figured that about half of the people who signed up for LTC policies would eventually let them lapse. Well, that didn't happen. Most, in fact, kept them, so now the insurance companies are looking at a huge balloon they didn't expect.
Most of what I'd read said that they were looking for anywhere from 15% to 45% increase, with some sources saying an average of 40%. John Hancock says their increases will average 25%. (One article: http://www.investmentnews.com/article/20131111/FREE/131119992#.) Insurers are not allowed to raise individual premiums. By law, they have to raise premiums across the board for a class of policies.
The letter I got assures me that my "class" has nothing to do with my age. They did not otherwise deign to define the class for my edification.
My premiums will increase from $3,384.00 to $6,429.60, as of May 2, 2014, the due date of my next premium. Ack!
This is a 90% increase!!!!!
Even if 90% weren't already ridiculous (average 25%?), I carefully budget and save to make that payment. With the increase, I am now $3,100 short of making it. A little more than 2 months notice would have been nice. WTF! I can pull from investments to make it up, but what about people who just plain can't pay that much?
I think John Hancock's actuaries will get their heart's desire. A lot of people are going to drop their policies, even though they may have been paying on them for decades.
It's a 12 page letter. I read only the first two pages and set it aside, because every time I looked at it I felt like I was going to throw up. All day Friday and Saturday my stomach churned. Finally, Sunday, I read the rest of it. They give me several options that will reduce my increase, most of which involve reducing my benefits, like going from lifetime coverage to a set number of years, or setting a longer wait time of need before benefits kick in, and so on.
Then I found the magic key. If I reduce the inflation number for the daily max benefit from the current 5% compound to 2.7% compound, my premium increase drops to 0%. Nothing. Same as before.
Duh?
That leaves me wondering now, if that's all it takes on a gold-standard policy, who in the rest of my class is contributing to that 25% average? Something smells fishy here. It's not adding up.
I'm supposed to return a form by the end of this month requesting that it be changed. So that's what I have to do, I guess.
You know, when I bought this policy, I thought the premiums would never go up, since it was based on age and risk and what I'd asked for, and this is what they had figured their risk was for me. One thing I had considered was investing that money earmarked for long-term care, but after running the numbers I figured insurance would actually end up providing more. A lot of people buy LTC insurance and end up using very little of it (they die quick, I guess), so it still averages out as a win for the insurance companies.
Now I'm going to worry constantly. There's no assurance that next year they won't try the same thing again.
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Just to show you how little faith I have in anyone anymore - in all the articles I had read about insurance companies raising premiums on LTC policies, they all said that the companies were applying for state board permission. In none of them was there any indication that permission had actually been granted.
So what if they are subsequently not given permission to raise rates? Will they still hold me to the lower inflation figure?
.
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
3826 My music so far
Wednesday, February 2014
I've been building my Pandora music channel. The following list is what I've given the "thumbs up" (forgive the dates; I can't figure out an easy way to get rid of them), copied from the list kept by Pandora. Of course, this isn't everything I like, just what Pandora has offered me so far.
I've requested a few specific things that Pandora apparently does not "stock", like David Bowie's Ground Control to Major Tom, and a few others I can't remember at the moment. I also have a few Mid-eastern things I like, but no go (even though Pandora has oodles of African stuff).
Well, this is a start.
Rocky Mountain High (Unplugged) (Live) by John Denver
02-26-2014
Homeward Bound (Live) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-26-2014
You Can't Always Get What You Want by The Rolling Stones
02-26-2014
Hey Jude (Live) by Paul McCartney
02-26-2014
The Battle Of New Orleans(British Version) by Johnny Horton
02-26-2014
Here Comes The Sun (Live) by George Harrison
02-26-2014
I'll Follow The Sun by The Beatles
02-26-2014
I Call Your Name by The Mamas & The Papas
02-26-2014
Floating The Flambeau by Gaelic Storm
02-26-2014
Watermark by Enya
02-26-2014
Unchained Melody (1991 Version) by The Righteous Brothers
02-26-2014
My Girl by Otis Redding
02-26-2014
I Can't Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch) by The Four Tops
02-26-2014
Apache by Jorgen Ingmann
02-26-2014
Walk Don't Run by The String-A-Longs
02-26-2014
While My Guitar Gently Weeps by The Beatles
02-26-2014
Long Long Journey by Enya
02-26-2014
Copper Kettle (Live) by Joan Baez
02-26-2014
Let It Be (Live) by Paul McCartney
02-26-2014
Chain Of Fools (Unedited Version) by Aretha Franklin
02-26-2014
Where Did Our Love Go by The Supremes
02-26-2014
Do You Love Me by The Contours
02-26-2014
Ring Of Fire by Johnny Cash
02-26-2014
The Joker by Steve Miller Band
02-26-2014
Sunshine Of Your Love by Cream
02-26-2014
Jumping Jack Flash (With John Lennon's Introduction) (Live) by The Rolling Stones
02-26-2014
Homeward Bound (Live 1969) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-26-2014
Sunshine On My Shoulders (Unplugged) (Live) by John Denver
02-26-2014
I'm Looking Through You by The Beatles
02-26-2014
Dream A Little Dream Of Me by The Mamas & The Papas
02-26-2014
Homeless by Kenyan Boys Choir
02-26-2014
Khawuleza, Hurry Mama Hurry! by Miriam Makeba
02-26-2014
What A Wonderful World (2007) by Israel 'IZ' Kamakawiwo'ole
02-26-2014
Conditional by Tracy Chapman
02-26-2014
Piney Wood Hills by Buffy Sainte-Marie
02-26-2014
Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown) by The Beatles
02-26-2014
Dedicated To The One I Love by The Mamas & The Papas
02-26-2014
The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy) (Live 1969) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-26-2014
North To Alaska by Johnny Horton
02-26-2014
Let It Be (Live At New York City) by Paul McCartney
02-26-2014
Leaving On A Jet Plane (Unplugged) (Live) by John Denver
02-26-2014
Mama Said by The Shirelles
02-26-2014
Dawn by Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons
02-26-2014
Brian Wilson by Barenaked Ladies
02-26-2014
The Retreat Song by Miriam Makeba
02-26-2014
Night They Drove Old Dixie Down (Live) by The Band & Bob Dylan
02-26-2014
The Ballad Of The Devil's Backbone Tavern (Live) by Todd Snider
02-26-2014
Mbube by Solomon Linda's Original Evening Birds
02-26-2014
Guiss Guiss by Cheikh Lo
02-26-2014
Jho Avido by Dobet Gnahore
02-26-2014
The Three Bells by The Browns
02-26-2014
Let It Be by The Beatles
02-26-2014
A White Sport Coat (And A Pink Carnation) by Marty Robbins
02-26-2014
You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin' by The Righteous Brothers
02-26-2014
The Sound Of Silence (Live) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-26-2014
Proud Mary by Creedence Clearwater Revival
02-26-2014
Go Where You Wanna Go by The Mamas & The Papas
02-26-2014
Ventures' Medley: Lullaby Of The Leaves / Walk, Don't Run / Perfidia by The Belairs
02-26-2014
Top Eliminator by The Darts
02-26-2014
Stuck In The Middle With You by Stealers Wheel
02-24-2014
Bad Moon Rising (Live At The Wiltern Theater) by John Fogerty
02-24-2014
Funny How Time Slips Away by Ricky Nelson
02-24-2014
The Sound Of Silence (Live 1969) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-24-2014
Blackbird by The Beatles
02-24-2014
Respect by Aretha Franklin
02-24-2014
Turn, Turn, Turn (To Everything There Is A Season) (Live) by Judy Collins
02-24-2014
Scarborough Fair / Canticle (Live 1969) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-24-2014
Blowin' In The Wind (Live) by Judy Collins
02-24-2014
The Wanderer by Dion
02-24-2014
It Always Will Be by Willie Nelson
02-24-2014
Good Hearted Woman by Waylon Jennings
02-24-2014
Hey Good Lookin' by Johnny Cash
02-24-2014
Stand By Me by Ben E. King
02-24-2014
Lonely Bull by The Challengers
02-24-2014
Mary Hamilton by Joan Baez
02-24-2014
I Say A Little Prayer by Aretha Franklin
02-24-2014
Reels: The Trip To Derrow / The Traveller / St. Anne's Reel by Barry Dransfield
02-24-2014
You've Got A Friend (Live) by James Taylor
02-24-2014
Blowing In The Wind (Live 1976) by Joan Baez
02-24-2014
Don't Be Cruel by Elvis Presley
02-24-2014
Can't Help Falling In Love by Chris Isaak
02-24-2014
I Feel Fine by The Beatles
02-24-2014
City Of New Orleans by Arlo Guthrie
02-24-2014
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down (Live) by The Band
02-24-2014
Nienafing by Rokia Traore
02-24-2014
Torin Torin by Bassekou Kouyate & Ngoni Ba
02-24-2014
The Click Song by Miriam Makeba
02-24-2014
Watermelon Man (1962) by Herbie Hancock
02-24-2014
District Six (Live) by Hugh Masekela
02-24-2014
Come Together by The Beatles
02-24-2014
Homeward Bound (Live In Central Park) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-24-2014
Tomorrow Is A Long Time by Judy Collins
02-24-2014
The Bargain Store by Dolly Parton
02-24-2014
I Walk The Line by Johnny Cash
02-24-2014
A Good Hearted Woman (Live) by Waylon Jennings & Willie Nelson
02-24-2014
Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys by Willie Nelson
02-24-2014
Bad Moon Rising by Creedence Clearwater Revival
02-24-2014
Java by Al Hirt
02-24-2014
Fire And Rain by James Taylor
02-24-2014
Oh Very Young by Cat Stevens
02-24-2014
Tears On My Pillow by Little Anthony
02-24-2014
Denise by Randy & The Rainbows
02-24-2014
Down On The Corner by Creedence Clearwater Revival
02-24-2014
Creeque Alley by The Mamas & The Papas
02-24-2014
Light My Fire by The Doors
02-24-2014
Take Good Care Of My Baby by Dion
02-24-2014
Silhouettes by Rays
02-24-2014
Since I Don't Have You by The Skyliners
02-24-2014
Sleep Walk by Santo & Johnny
02-24-2014
Come Go With Me (Master) by The Del-Vikings
02-24-2014
Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers
02-24-2014
Motorcycle (Significance Of The Pickle) Song (Live) by Arlo Guthrie
02-24-2014
Up On Cripple Creek by The Band
02-24-2014
Statistician's Blues (Live) by Todd Snider
02-24-2014
Operator (That's Not The Way It Feels) by Jim Croce
02-24-2014
In My Life by The Beatles
02-24-2014
So Early, Early In The Spring by Judy Collins
02-24-2014
My Country Tis Of Thy Peo by Buffy Sainte-Marie
02-24-2014
An Gabhar Ban by Clannad
02-24-2014
Maid Behind The Bar / Sligo Maid / The Green Mountain by Craig Duncan And The Smoky Mountain Band
02-24-2014
It Ain't Me Babe by Joan Baez
02-24-2014
Wild World by Cat Stevens
02-23-2014
Blackbird / Yesterday (Love Version) by The Beatles
02-23-2014
Up Around The Bend by Creedence Clearwater Revival
02-23-2014
With God On Our Side (Live) by Joan Baez
02-23-2014
Scarborough Fair/ Canticle by Simon & Garfunkel
02-23-2014
Imagine by John Lennon
02-23-2014
The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia by Reba McEntire
02-23-2014
Stand By Your Man by Tammy Wynette
02-23-2014
If I Were A Carpenter (feat. June Carter Cash) by Johnny Cash
02-23-2014
Sweet Sir Galahad by Joan Baez
02-23-2014
American Pie by Don McLean
02-23-2014
A-Quiet Tear (Lagrima Quieta) by Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass
02-23-2014
Dunlap's Creek by Anonymous 4
02-23-2014
Tempus Adventus: Populus Sion by Gregorian Chant For Seasons Of The Year
02-23-2014
Time Of The Season by Guess Who
02-23-2014
The House Of The Rising Sun by The Animals
02-23-2014
She's Not There by The Zombies
02-23-2014
Until It's Time For You To Go by Buffy Sainte-Marie
02-23-2014
Here Comes The Sun by The Beatles
02-23-2014
9 To 5 (Live From London) by Dolly Parton
02-23-2014
Jackson (Live) by Johnny Cash
02-23-2014
Alley Cat by Bent Fabric & His Piano
02-23-2014
Highway Chile by Jimi Hendrix
02-23-2014
I Will Always Love You (Live) by Dolly Parton
02-23-2014
Harper Valley P.T.A. by Jeannie C. Riley
02-23-2014
I Saw Her Again Last Night by The Mamas & The Papas
02-23-2014
Time Of The Season by The Zombies
02-23-2014
When I'm Sixty-Four by The Beatles
02-23-2014
I Got A Name by Jim Croce
02-23-2014
Night Comes On by Judy Collins
02-23-2014
The Boxer (Live 1969) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-23-2014
For What It's Worth by Buffalo Springfield
02-23-2014
Suzanne (Live 1976) by Joan Baez
02-23-2014
Killing Me Softly With His Song by Roberta Flack
02-23-2014
Cat's In The Cradle by Harry Chapin
02-23-2014
Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles
02-23-2014
Veni, Sancte Spiritus, Motet For 6 Parts (Doubtful): Veni Sancte Spiritus by Josquin Desprez
02-23-2014
Poison Glen by Clannad
02-23-2014
The Maid That Sold Her Barley by Deanta
02-23-2014
Caribbean Blue by Enya
02-23-2014
Harvest Moon Jig by Aine Minogue
02-23-2014
It's All Wrong, But It's All Right by Dolly Parton
02-23-2014
I Walk The Line (Overdubbed) by Johnny Cash
02-23-2014
This Time by Waylon Jennings
02-23-2014
Welfare LIne by Willie Nelson, Waylon Jennings, Johnny Cash, Kris Kristofferson
02-23-2014
On The Road Again (Live From Austin, TX) by Willie Nelson
02-23-2014
I'm Yours / Somewhere Over The Rainbow by Straight No Chaser
02-23-2014
Save Us All by Tracy Chapman
02-23-2014
Walk Away by Ben Harper
02-23-2014
It's All Been Done by Barenaked Ladies
02-23-2014
Roll To Me by Del Amitri
02-23-2014
Gospel Ship (Live) by Joan Baez
02-23-2014
The Sound Of Silence by Simon & Garfunkel
02-23-2014
Prudentia Prudentium, Gloria: Gloria: Prudentia Prudentium by Gregorian Chant
02-23-2014
On The Road Again (Willie Nelson & Family) (Live) by Willie Nelson & Friends
02-23-2014
Have You Ever Seen The Rain? by Creedence Clearwater Revival
02-23-2014
Stairway To Heaven by Led Zeppelin
02-23-2014
The Burning Of The Midnight Lamp (BBC Sessions) by Jimi Hendrix
02-23-2014
Down To The River To Pray (Live) by Alison Krauss & Union Station
02-23-2014
Newgrange by Celtic Woman
02-23-2014
People Are Strange by The Doors
02-23-2014
Something / Blue Jay Way (Transition) (Love Version) by The Beatles
02-23-2014
Hotel California by Eagles
02-23-2014
Over The Rainbow / What A Wonderful World by Israel 'IZ' Kamakawiwo'ole
02-23-2014
One Week by Barenaked Ladies
02-23-2014
Run-around by Blues Traveler
02-23-2014
Yesterday by The Beatles
02-23-2014
First Time Ever I Saw Your Face by Roberta Flack
02-23-2014
Suzanne by Joan Baez
02-23-2014
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"At least half the mystery novels published violate the law that the solution,
once revealed, must seem to be inevitable."
--Raymond Chandler--
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I've been building my Pandora music channel. The following list is what I've given the "thumbs up" (forgive the dates; I can't figure out an easy way to get rid of them), copied from the list kept by Pandora. Of course, this isn't everything I like, just what Pandora has offered me so far.
I've requested a few specific things that Pandora apparently does not "stock", like David Bowie's Ground Control to Major Tom, and a few others I can't remember at the moment. I also have a few Mid-eastern things I like, but no go (even though Pandora has oodles of African stuff).
Well, this is a start.
Rocky Mountain High (Unplugged) (Live) by John Denver
02-26-2014
Homeward Bound (Live) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-26-2014
You Can't Always Get What You Want by The Rolling Stones
02-26-2014
Hey Jude (Live) by Paul McCartney
02-26-2014
The Battle Of New Orleans(British Version) by Johnny Horton
02-26-2014
Here Comes The Sun (Live) by George Harrison
02-26-2014
I'll Follow The Sun by The Beatles
02-26-2014
I Call Your Name by The Mamas & The Papas
02-26-2014
Floating The Flambeau by Gaelic Storm
02-26-2014
Watermark by Enya
02-26-2014
Unchained Melody (1991 Version) by The Righteous Brothers
02-26-2014
My Girl by Otis Redding
02-26-2014
I Can't Help Myself (Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch) by The Four Tops
02-26-2014
Apache by Jorgen Ingmann
02-26-2014
Walk Don't Run by The String-A-Longs
02-26-2014
While My Guitar Gently Weeps by The Beatles
02-26-2014
Long Long Journey by Enya
02-26-2014
Copper Kettle (Live) by Joan Baez
02-26-2014
Let It Be (Live) by Paul McCartney
02-26-2014
Chain Of Fools (Unedited Version) by Aretha Franklin
02-26-2014
Where Did Our Love Go by The Supremes
02-26-2014
Do You Love Me by The Contours
02-26-2014
Ring Of Fire by Johnny Cash
02-26-2014
The Joker by Steve Miller Band
02-26-2014
Sunshine Of Your Love by Cream
02-26-2014
Jumping Jack Flash (With John Lennon's Introduction) (Live) by The Rolling Stones
02-26-2014
Homeward Bound (Live 1969) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-26-2014
Sunshine On My Shoulders (Unplugged) (Live) by John Denver
02-26-2014
I'm Looking Through You by The Beatles
02-26-2014
Dream A Little Dream Of Me by The Mamas & The Papas
02-26-2014
Homeless by Kenyan Boys Choir
02-26-2014
Khawuleza, Hurry Mama Hurry! by Miriam Makeba
02-26-2014
What A Wonderful World (2007) by Israel 'IZ' Kamakawiwo'ole
02-26-2014
Conditional by Tracy Chapman
02-26-2014
Piney Wood Hills by Buffy Sainte-Marie
02-26-2014
Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown) by The Beatles
02-26-2014
Dedicated To The One I Love by The Mamas & The Papas
02-26-2014
The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy) (Live 1969) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-26-2014
North To Alaska by Johnny Horton
02-26-2014
Let It Be (Live At New York City) by Paul McCartney
02-26-2014
Leaving On A Jet Plane (Unplugged) (Live) by John Denver
02-26-2014
Mama Said by The Shirelles
02-26-2014
Dawn by Frankie Valli & The Four Seasons
02-26-2014
Brian Wilson by Barenaked Ladies
02-26-2014
The Retreat Song by Miriam Makeba
02-26-2014
Night They Drove Old Dixie Down (Live) by The Band & Bob Dylan
02-26-2014
The Ballad Of The Devil's Backbone Tavern (Live) by Todd Snider
02-26-2014
Mbube by Solomon Linda's Original Evening Birds
02-26-2014
Guiss Guiss by Cheikh Lo
02-26-2014
Jho Avido by Dobet Gnahore
02-26-2014
The Three Bells by The Browns
02-26-2014
Let It Be by The Beatles
02-26-2014
A White Sport Coat (And A Pink Carnation) by Marty Robbins
02-26-2014
You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin' by The Righteous Brothers
02-26-2014
The Sound Of Silence (Live) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-26-2014
Proud Mary by Creedence Clearwater Revival
02-26-2014
Go Where You Wanna Go by The Mamas & The Papas
02-26-2014
Ventures' Medley: Lullaby Of The Leaves / Walk, Don't Run / Perfidia by The Belairs
02-26-2014
Top Eliminator by The Darts
02-26-2014
Stuck In The Middle With You by Stealers Wheel
02-24-2014
Bad Moon Rising (Live At The Wiltern Theater) by John Fogerty
02-24-2014
Funny How Time Slips Away by Ricky Nelson
02-24-2014
The Sound Of Silence (Live 1969) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-24-2014
Blackbird by The Beatles
02-24-2014
Respect by Aretha Franklin
02-24-2014
Turn, Turn, Turn (To Everything There Is A Season) (Live) by Judy Collins
02-24-2014
Scarborough Fair / Canticle (Live 1969) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-24-2014
Blowin' In The Wind (Live) by Judy Collins
02-24-2014
The Wanderer by Dion
02-24-2014
It Always Will Be by Willie Nelson
02-24-2014
Good Hearted Woman by Waylon Jennings
02-24-2014
Hey Good Lookin' by Johnny Cash
02-24-2014
Stand By Me by Ben E. King
02-24-2014
Lonely Bull by The Challengers
02-24-2014
Mary Hamilton by Joan Baez
02-24-2014
I Say A Little Prayer by Aretha Franklin
02-24-2014
Reels: The Trip To Derrow / The Traveller / St. Anne's Reel by Barry Dransfield
02-24-2014
You've Got A Friend (Live) by James Taylor
02-24-2014
Blowing In The Wind (Live 1976) by Joan Baez
02-24-2014
Don't Be Cruel by Elvis Presley
02-24-2014
Can't Help Falling In Love by Chris Isaak
02-24-2014
I Feel Fine by The Beatles
02-24-2014
City Of New Orleans by Arlo Guthrie
02-24-2014
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down (Live) by The Band
02-24-2014
Nienafing by Rokia Traore
02-24-2014
Torin Torin by Bassekou Kouyate & Ngoni Ba
02-24-2014
The Click Song by Miriam Makeba
02-24-2014
Watermelon Man (1962) by Herbie Hancock
02-24-2014
District Six (Live) by Hugh Masekela
02-24-2014
Come Together by The Beatles
02-24-2014
Homeward Bound (Live In Central Park) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-24-2014
Tomorrow Is A Long Time by Judy Collins
02-24-2014
The Bargain Store by Dolly Parton
02-24-2014
I Walk The Line by Johnny Cash
02-24-2014
A Good Hearted Woman (Live) by Waylon Jennings & Willie Nelson
02-24-2014
Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys by Willie Nelson
02-24-2014
Bad Moon Rising by Creedence Clearwater Revival
02-24-2014
Java by Al Hirt
02-24-2014
Fire And Rain by James Taylor
02-24-2014
Oh Very Young by Cat Stevens
02-24-2014
Tears On My Pillow by Little Anthony
02-24-2014
Denise by Randy & The Rainbows
02-24-2014
Down On The Corner by Creedence Clearwater Revival
02-24-2014
Creeque Alley by The Mamas & The Papas
02-24-2014
Light My Fire by The Doors
02-24-2014
Take Good Care Of My Baby by Dion
02-24-2014
Silhouettes by Rays
02-24-2014
Since I Don't Have You by The Skyliners
02-24-2014
Sleep Walk by Santo & Johnny
02-24-2014
Come Go With Me (Master) by The Del-Vikings
02-24-2014
Unchained Melody by The Righteous Brothers
02-24-2014
Motorcycle (Significance Of The Pickle) Song (Live) by Arlo Guthrie
02-24-2014
Up On Cripple Creek by The Band
02-24-2014
Statistician's Blues (Live) by Todd Snider
02-24-2014
Operator (That's Not The Way It Feels) by Jim Croce
02-24-2014
In My Life by The Beatles
02-24-2014
So Early, Early In The Spring by Judy Collins
02-24-2014
My Country Tis Of Thy Peo by Buffy Sainte-Marie
02-24-2014
An Gabhar Ban by Clannad
02-24-2014
Maid Behind The Bar / Sligo Maid / The Green Mountain by Craig Duncan And The Smoky Mountain Band
02-24-2014
It Ain't Me Babe by Joan Baez
02-24-2014
Wild World by Cat Stevens
02-23-2014
Blackbird / Yesterday (Love Version) by The Beatles
02-23-2014
Up Around The Bend by Creedence Clearwater Revival
02-23-2014
With God On Our Side (Live) by Joan Baez
02-23-2014
Scarborough Fair/ Canticle by Simon & Garfunkel
02-23-2014
Imagine by John Lennon
02-23-2014
The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia by Reba McEntire
02-23-2014
Stand By Your Man by Tammy Wynette
02-23-2014
If I Were A Carpenter (feat. June Carter Cash) by Johnny Cash
02-23-2014
Sweet Sir Galahad by Joan Baez
02-23-2014
American Pie by Don McLean
02-23-2014
A-Quiet Tear (Lagrima Quieta) by Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass
02-23-2014
Dunlap's Creek by Anonymous 4
02-23-2014
Tempus Adventus: Populus Sion by Gregorian Chant For Seasons Of The Year
02-23-2014
Time Of The Season by Guess Who
02-23-2014
The House Of The Rising Sun by The Animals
02-23-2014
She's Not There by The Zombies
02-23-2014
Until It's Time For You To Go by Buffy Sainte-Marie
02-23-2014
Here Comes The Sun by The Beatles
02-23-2014
9 To 5 (Live From London) by Dolly Parton
02-23-2014
Jackson (Live) by Johnny Cash
02-23-2014
Alley Cat by Bent Fabric & His Piano
02-23-2014
Highway Chile by Jimi Hendrix
02-23-2014
I Will Always Love You (Live) by Dolly Parton
02-23-2014
Harper Valley P.T.A. by Jeannie C. Riley
02-23-2014
I Saw Her Again Last Night by The Mamas & The Papas
02-23-2014
Time Of The Season by The Zombies
02-23-2014
When I'm Sixty-Four by The Beatles
02-23-2014
I Got A Name by Jim Croce
02-23-2014
Night Comes On by Judy Collins
02-23-2014
The Boxer (Live 1969) by Simon & Garfunkel
02-23-2014
For What It's Worth by Buffalo Springfield
02-23-2014
Suzanne (Live 1976) by Joan Baez
02-23-2014
Killing Me Softly With His Song by Roberta Flack
02-23-2014
Cat's In The Cradle by Harry Chapin
02-23-2014
Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles
02-23-2014
Veni, Sancte Spiritus, Motet For 6 Parts (Doubtful): Veni Sancte Spiritus by Josquin Desprez
02-23-2014
Poison Glen by Clannad
02-23-2014
The Maid That Sold Her Barley by Deanta
02-23-2014
Caribbean Blue by Enya
02-23-2014
Harvest Moon Jig by Aine Minogue
02-23-2014
It's All Wrong, But It's All Right by Dolly Parton
02-23-2014
I Walk The Line (Overdubbed) by Johnny Cash
02-23-2014
This Time by Waylon Jennings
02-23-2014
Welfare LIne by Willie Nelson, Waylon Jennings, Johnny Cash, Kris Kristofferson
02-23-2014
On The Road Again (Live From Austin, TX) by Willie Nelson
02-23-2014
I'm Yours / Somewhere Over The Rainbow by Straight No Chaser
02-23-2014
Save Us All by Tracy Chapman
02-23-2014
Walk Away by Ben Harper
02-23-2014
It's All Been Done by Barenaked Ladies
02-23-2014
Roll To Me by Del Amitri
02-23-2014
Gospel Ship (Live) by Joan Baez
02-23-2014
The Sound Of Silence by Simon & Garfunkel
02-23-2014
Prudentia Prudentium, Gloria: Gloria: Prudentia Prudentium by Gregorian Chant
02-23-2014
On The Road Again (Willie Nelson & Family) (Live) by Willie Nelson & Friends
02-23-2014
Have You Ever Seen The Rain? by Creedence Clearwater Revival
02-23-2014
Stairway To Heaven by Led Zeppelin
02-23-2014
The Burning Of The Midnight Lamp (BBC Sessions) by Jimi Hendrix
02-23-2014
Down To The River To Pray (Live) by Alison Krauss & Union Station
02-23-2014
Newgrange by Celtic Woman
02-23-2014
People Are Strange by The Doors
02-23-2014
Something / Blue Jay Way (Transition) (Love Version) by The Beatles
02-23-2014
Hotel California by Eagles
02-23-2014
Over The Rainbow / What A Wonderful World by Israel 'IZ' Kamakawiwo'ole
02-23-2014
One Week by Barenaked Ladies
02-23-2014
Run-around by Blues Traveler
02-23-2014
Yesterday by The Beatles
02-23-2014
First Time Ever I Saw Your Face by Roberta Flack
02-23-2014
Suzanne by Joan Baez
02-23-2014
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3825 Blogs Coming Back!
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Blogs had been dropping like flies, as people's lives changed, or they moved to Twitter or Facebook. I have a lot of sites I follow on feed lists, and as blogs tapered off, I just left them on the feeds list. Just in case, you know?
Well, in the past three weeks, four of my old favorites, unheard from in like two or three years, suddenly showed up in my reader! Wow!
The brilliant young lady in Iraq has finished her studies and is now an (unemployed) engineer. I can't wait to hear what she does next. The slyly humorous bachelor somewhere in the mid-east seemed to have found the love of his life and dropped away a few years ago - and now he seems to be single again. I can't wait to see if he's perhaps wiser.
And so on.
I wonder why suddenly now? It has awakened my curiosity about others. Will the Arkansas teacher be back? How about the lesbian drummer? Or the Wisconsin gal who finally got her man? Or the gay furry with the fascinating mind? Will the American married to the Irani and living in Iran ever be back? Will we ever hear again from the handyman with all the beasties? Or the slob who managed to get her followers to send her gifts and money with all her sob stories - which infuriated me because half the stories were unbelievable, half were her own damn stupidity if true, many were copied from elsewhere, and half the pictures she posted as her own were straight out of magazines or off the internet (did she really not know people could use Google to find where she stole from?), and yet people SENT HER GIFTS! And if anyone tried to call her on any of her shit, her sycophants would viciously attack to defend her. Even though she infuriated me, I followed her bog because I just couldn't believe it.
One thing I like about following the blogs of others is that it illustrates so well how different the lives of other people are, how differently they think.
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"Criminal: A person with predatory instincts
who has not sufficient capital to form a corporation."
--Howard Scott --
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Blogs had been dropping like flies, as people's lives changed, or they moved to Twitter or Facebook. I have a lot of sites I follow on feed lists, and as blogs tapered off, I just left them on the feeds list. Just in case, you know?
Well, in the past three weeks, four of my old favorites, unheard from in like two or three years, suddenly showed up in my reader! Wow!
The brilliant young lady in Iraq has finished her studies and is now an (unemployed) engineer. I can't wait to hear what she does next. The slyly humorous bachelor somewhere in the mid-east seemed to have found the love of his life and dropped away a few years ago - and now he seems to be single again. I can't wait to see if he's perhaps wiser.
And so on.
I wonder why suddenly now? It has awakened my curiosity about others. Will the Arkansas teacher be back? How about the lesbian drummer? Or the Wisconsin gal who finally got her man? Or the gay furry with the fascinating mind? Will the American married to the Irani and living in Iran ever be back? Will we ever hear again from the handyman with all the beasties? Or the slob who managed to get her followers to send her gifts and money with all her sob stories - which infuriated me because half the stories were unbelievable, half were her own damn stupidity if true, many were copied from elsewhere, and half the pictures she posted as her own were straight out of magazines or off the internet (did she really not know people could use Google to find where she stole from?), and yet people SENT HER GIFTS! And if anyone tried to call her on any of her shit, her sycophants would viciously attack to defend her. Even though she infuriated me, I followed her bog because I just couldn't believe it.
One thing I like about following the blogs of others is that it illustrates so well how different the lives of other people are, how differently they think.
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3824 Confused
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Confusing snow. All the weather sites said "light flurries", and "total accumulation 1 inch or less." A half hour ago, there was (were?) already three inches, and it was coming down fast and heavy, big clumpy blobs, and I was rapidly losing the will to live. Now, precipitation has stopped, the sun is out, the road has melted clear, and there's maybe an inch of new stuff left on the ground in shaded spots.
I don't understand.
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PeaPod is wonderful! It keeps track of my prior orders, including stuff I bought on trips to the Stop & Shop, so all I have to do is check off stuff I want more of. Delivery is slightly less than $7 (except that as a new customer, I get several weeks of free delivery) plus an optional tip for the driver, and I consider it worth that. Daughter wondered if the items cost more, but I compared some old register strips to the PeaPod online prices, and they are pretty much the same. Pistachios are cheaper, canned soup seems to run a few cents more, and so on. In the aggregate it looks like no real difference in cost.
The only problem is that they don't have everything I would buy in the store. Like they don't have the Quaker granola cereal, or Stacy's pita chips in the flavors I like. I suspect they "PeaPod" only the most popular of the brands and flavors.
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I just noticed that my minivan is blue! I've had it for 13 years. When I bought it, it was a strange color mid-way between dark green and blue. Half the people asked described it as green, half as blue. I described it as blue-green. But now, "suddenly", it's definitely dark blue. Not even a hint of green. Weird.
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"Nothing can be so amusingly arrogant as a young man
who has just discovered an old idea and thinks it is his own."
--Sidney J. Harris--
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Confusing snow. All the weather sites said "light flurries", and "total accumulation 1 inch or less." A half hour ago, there was (were?) already three inches, and it was coming down fast and heavy, big clumpy blobs, and I was rapidly losing the will to live. Now, precipitation has stopped, the sun is out, the road has melted clear, and there's maybe an inch of new stuff left on the ground in shaded spots.
I don't understand.
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PeaPod is wonderful! It keeps track of my prior orders, including stuff I bought on trips to the Stop & Shop, so all I have to do is check off stuff I want more of. Delivery is slightly less than $7 (except that as a new customer, I get several weeks of free delivery) plus an optional tip for the driver, and I consider it worth that. Daughter wondered if the items cost more, but I compared some old register strips to the PeaPod online prices, and they are pretty much the same. Pistachios are cheaper, canned soup seems to run a few cents more, and so on. In the aggregate it looks like no real difference in cost.
The only problem is that they don't have everything I would buy in the store. Like they don't have the Quaker granola cereal, or Stacy's pita chips in the flavors I like. I suspect they "PeaPod" only the most popular of the brands and flavors.
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I just noticed that my minivan is blue! I've had it for 13 years. When I bought it, it was a strange color mid-way between dark green and blue. Half the people asked described it as green, half as blue. I described it as blue-green. But now, "suddenly", it's definitely dark blue. Not even a hint of green. Weird.
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Monday, February 24, 2014
3823 Evolution?
Monday, February 24, 2014
Yesterday morning I torqued up Pandora for the first time in ages, first time on this laptop. I set up a channel and primed it with things like Barenaked Ladies, Simon & Garfunkle, Buffy Saint-Marie, Dolly Parton, Don McLean, Mommas and Poppas, Judy Collins, Joan Baez, a bunch of Irish stuff, and a slew of stuff from my youth. Then I actively clicked "like" or "dislike" on what Pandora selected, to make sure Pandora had a wide sample of my taste to work from.
It started out pretty good, but oddly, after about 20 hours of play, Pandora has pretty much evolved (devolved?) to Willie Nelson, Garth Brooks, and Johnny Cash, one after another, with occasional side excursions into other stuff I like (and don't like, e.g. trumpet instrumentals (ugh!) and Frank Sinatra (ugh ugh!!) thrown in. Duh?)
I don't understand. Yeah, I like Willie, Garth, and Johnny, but good grief! Not exclusively! And how many times do I have to click "dislike" on Sinatra and jazz before they get the idea?
Pandora's algorithms need some work.
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After something like four or five days of balmy sunny days rising into the forties and fifties, almost all the snow is melting away. I actually had a surge of energy, got out and did some stuff.
Today we have been cast down again. It's 36 F, and there's a strong nasty wind out of the north that actually hurts. Oh well, not much longer now....
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LATER: Ok, I figured out why Pandora keeps sending me Jazz and trumpets. I've been clicking "Like" on everything from Hugh Masekela. Check out "District Six". Masekela isn't your usual jazz.
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Just because there are questions doesn't mean there are answers.
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Yesterday morning I torqued up Pandora for the first time in ages, first time on this laptop. I set up a channel and primed it with things like Barenaked Ladies, Simon & Garfunkle, Buffy Saint-Marie, Dolly Parton, Don McLean, Mommas and Poppas, Judy Collins, Joan Baez, a bunch of Irish stuff, and a slew of stuff from my youth. Then I actively clicked "like" or "dislike" on what Pandora selected, to make sure Pandora had a wide sample of my taste to work from.
It started out pretty good, but oddly, after about 20 hours of play, Pandora has pretty much evolved (devolved?) to Willie Nelson, Garth Brooks, and Johnny Cash, one after another, with occasional side excursions into other stuff I like (and don't like, e.g. trumpet instrumentals (ugh!) and Frank Sinatra (ugh ugh!!) thrown in. Duh?)
I don't understand. Yeah, I like Willie, Garth, and Johnny, but good grief! Not exclusively! And how many times do I have to click "dislike" on Sinatra and jazz before they get the idea?
Pandora's algorithms need some work.
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After something like four or five days of balmy sunny days rising into the forties and fifties, almost all the snow is melting away. I actually had a surge of energy, got out and did some stuff.
Today we have been cast down again. It's 36 F, and there's a strong nasty wind out of the north that actually hurts. Oh well, not much longer now....
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LATER: Ok, I figured out why Pandora keeps sending me Jazz and trumpets. I've been clicking "Like" on everything from Hugh Masekela. Check out "District Six". Masekela isn't your usual jazz.
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Friday, February 21, 2014
3822 HOTW - Everett McGill
Friday, February 21, 2014
I haven't done a Honey of the Week in ages, but I found one this evening!
I watched the 1999 (I think) movie "The Straight Story" this evening. It's the story of Alvin Straight, and his trip to visit his ailing brother - 240 miles away, riding the distance on a lawn mower towing a home-made trailer.
The movie is almost two hours, and it's slow moving (just like Alvin, who is in his early 70s, has bad hips, walks with two canes, and can't see well enough to drive a car), but it's wonderful, worth every minute of the two hours. If you have a chance to rent it, I highly recommend it.
It's all true, the whole story. The only thing they changed was, for some unknown reason, the timing of the trip. Alvin actually set out in something like June, arriving in August, but in the movie he sets out in September, arriving late October. Folks from that area who saw the movie caught that discrepancy, because of the bicycle racers Alvin meets on the way - that race takes place in July.
Anyway, Alvin's first mower didn't get far, so he bought a newer (only 30 years old) John Deere to restart the trip. The John Deere salesman's part is only a few minutes long, but it was long enough for me to develop a crush on him. That part was played by Everett McGill:
Yummy. (But somehow a still picture doesn't quite convey it. The eyes and the smile, you know. See the movie.)
I think part of the attraction might be that he reminds me a lot of my father's sister Irene's husband Chick (Charles). Uncle Chick was a strong, tall, silent, farmer and in my preteen years I had a terrible crush on him. He died when a bulldozer fell on him (really). I guess even the bulldozer had a literal crush on him.
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I haven't done a Honey of the Week in ages, but I found one this evening!
I watched the 1999 (I think) movie "The Straight Story" this evening. It's the story of Alvin Straight, and his trip to visit his ailing brother - 240 miles away, riding the distance on a lawn mower towing a home-made trailer.
The movie is almost two hours, and it's slow moving (just like Alvin, who is in his early 70s, has bad hips, walks with two canes, and can't see well enough to drive a car), but it's wonderful, worth every minute of the two hours. If you have a chance to rent it, I highly recommend it.
It's all true, the whole story. The only thing they changed was, for some unknown reason, the timing of the trip. Alvin actually set out in something like June, arriving in August, but in the movie he sets out in September, arriving late October. Folks from that area who saw the movie caught that discrepancy, because of the bicycle racers Alvin meets on the way - that race takes place in July.
Anyway, Alvin's first mower didn't get far, so he bought a newer (only 30 years old) John Deere to restart the trip. The John Deere salesman's part is only a few minutes long, but it was long enough for me to develop a crush on him. That part was played by Everett McGill:
I think part of the attraction might be that he reminds me a lot of my father's sister Irene's husband Chick (Charles). Uncle Chick was a strong, tall, silent, farmer and in my preteen years I had a terrible crush on him. He died when a bulldozer fell on him (really). I guess even the bulldozer had a literal crush on him.
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Tuesday, February 18, 2014
3821 Show Snovels and Checks
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Rules for snow shovels:
- Store the shovel outside for the winter, so it's at air temperature when you use it. You can't shovel snow with a warm shovel.
- Occasionally (like every other use) spritz it with Pam, so snow will slide off easily.
- NEVER chop ice with it. That will cause the sides of the blade to curl.
I can use the same shovel for years, as long as I'm the only one using it. The one I have now is about three years old, and I love it. It has that bent handle that's easy to lift, and the blade is plastic with a curl at the top and raised sides, which makes it perfect for using like a plow. Because the blade is plastic, it's lightweight, and it has a metal strip on the underside to keep the edge flat.
Well, Daughter and Hercules (Wow! The first time he's ever done anything resembling work for me without being asked/shamed into it!) used it after the last two storms, and now the blade is cupped. It doesn't run flat anymore.
I am unhappy.
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The real estate taxes on the city house are due quarterly. I have it stuck in my head that "quarterly" is March, June, September, and December. This being New Jersey, naturally they want it February 1st, May 1st, and so on. So I didn't realize that I was late until Tuesday evening, the 11th - one day past the 10-day grace period.
Wednesday I hurried off to the town hall to pay, but they were closed for Lincoln's Birthday. Thursday they were closed for snow. Friday I couldn't get out of my driveway. Saturday and Sunday they were closed. Monday they were closed for President's Day (yeah, in addition to Thursday. Nice job). I finally got in today, and had to pay more than a week's penalty. I think I got burned.
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I have a 35-year-old checking and savings account (and a pre-approved emergency loan account) with my old credit union at the country house. The credit union started life as the IBM Employees' Credit Union. My account numbers were my employee serial number, with "001" suffix on the savings account, and "009" suffix on the checking, which made the account numbers easy to remember. When IBM left that area it, the credit union, went pubic.
For the past 8 years (8 because I'm a widow getting benefits on Jay's account) Social Security has been depositing my monthly check into the checking account, let's call it "123456009" (where 123456 was my employee number) on the second Wednesday of the month, with no difficulty.
Yesterday I got a letter from the bank saying that the SS check had arrived and they were unable to process it as written. They processed it by hand, but would not process it next month unless it was fixed.
Duh?
They said that the check was sent for deposit to account 12356009, and they manually deposited it to 1234560001 CHK.
Ok, I see what SS did - they skipped a digit (the "4"), but I don't understand why the bank deposited the check into the savings account, and why did they call it the "CHK" account if it has the savings suffix? I don't understand. I called the credit union.
Turns out that they changed the account numbers last fall. (I don't recall getting any kind of notification!) Now the checking account ends in 0001.
I asked, "So what's the sufffix for the savings?"
She said, "Savings is 0001, too."
Me, very confused, "So how do you tell them apart?"
She, "The savings account number now starts with 2."
Me, "So my savings account number is now 21234560001?"
She, "Yes."
I don't understand.
I told her I've been writing checks with the 009 suffix printed on them. She said that's ok, they'll still go through. When I order new checks I'll see the new number on them.
Sheesh. I write maybe 8 checks a year on that account. I have a 15 year supply. I wonder how long they'll tolerate that 009 suffix, and whether I'll get any notice when they update their system, or will they just start bouncing checks.
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As if that wasn't enough aggravation, I got a call from the fuel supplier for the country house. The house with the 300 foot uphill curved driveway. The driver tried to deliver, and says the driveway is too narrow, it needs to be plowed wider. (I do ensure that the trucks can turn around at the top, but I guess I can understand their fear that they may be forced to back down that slalom run.)
The plow piles on either side are about five feet high now. They've had a LOT of snow this winter - 24 additional inches last week alone - and no thaws. The Hairless Hunk has done a hero's job keeping it plowed. I really really appreciate his being there. But he's plowing with a pickup truck. I don't know if he CAN widen it at this point.
So, I wrote him an email this morning, asking what can be done, and if he has to bring in reinforcements, I can overnight him the cost. But I've got to get oil. The last delivery was in early December. The thermostat is set at 50 degrees, but the temperatures up there have been ranging between 23 and -10 since then. The water is turned off, but still, the pressure tank from the well could freeze. I don't remember whether I threw the breaker for the pump.
I'm SO ready for spring.
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Rules for snow shovels:
- Store the shovel outside for the winter, so it's at air temperature when you use it. You can't shovel snow with a warm shovel.
- Occasionally (like every other use) spritz it with Pam, so snow will slide off easily.
- NEVER chop ice with it. That will cause the sides of the blade to curl.
I can use the same shovel for years, as long as I'm the only one using it. The one I have now is about three years old, and I love it. It has that bent handle that's easy to lift, and the blade is plastic with a curl at the top and raised sides, which makes it perfect for using like a plow. Because the blade is plastic, it's lightweight, and it has a metal strip on the underside to keep the edge flat.
Well, Daughter and Hercules (Wow! The first time he's ever done anything resembling work for me without being asked/shamed into it!) used it after the last two storms, and now the blade is cupped. It doesn't run flat anymore.
I am unhappy.
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The real estate taxes on the city house are due quarterly. I have it stuck in my head that "quarterly" is March, June, September, and December. This being New Jersey, naturally they want it February 1st, May 1st, and so on. So I didn't realize that I was late until Tuesday evening, the 11th - one day past the 10-day grace period.
Wednesday I hurried off to the town hall to pay, but they were closed for Lincoln's Birthday. Thursday they were closed for snow. Friday I couldn't get out of my driveway. Saturday and Sunday they were closed. Monday they were closed for President's Day (yeah, in addition to Thursday. Nice job). I finally got in today, and had to pay more than a week's penalty. I think I got burned.
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I have a 35-year-old checking and savings account (and a pre-approved emergency loan account) with my old credit union at the country house. The credit union started life as the IBM Employees' Credit Union. My account numbers were my employee serial number, with "001" suffix on the savings account, and "009" suffix on the checking, which made the account numbers easy to remember. When IBM left that area it, the credit union, went pubic.
For the past 8 years (8 because I'm a widow getting benefits on Jay's account) Social Security has been depositing my monthly check into the checking account, let's call it "123456009" (where 123456 was my employee number) on the second Wednesday of the month, with no difficulty.
Yesterday I got a letter from the bank saying that the SS check had arrived and they were unable to process it as written. They processed it by hand, but would not process it next month unless it was fixed.
Duh?
They said that the check was sent for deposit to account 12356009, and they manually deposited it to 1234560001 CHK.
Ok, I see what SS did - they skipped a digit (the "4"), but I don't understand why the bank deposited the check into the savings account, and why did they call it the "CHK" account if it has the savings suffix? I don't understand. I called the credit union.
Turns out that they changed the account numbers last fall. (I don't recall getting any kind of notification!) Now the checking account ends in 0001.
I asked, "So what's the sufffix for the savings?"
She said, "Savings is 0001, too."
Me, very confused, "So how do you tell them apart?"
She, "The savings account number now starts with 2."
Me, "So my savings account number is now 21234560001?"
She, "Yes."
I don't understand.
I told her I've been writing checks with the 009 suffix printed on them. She said that's ok, they'll still go through. When I order new checks I'll see the new number on them.
Sheesh. I write maybe 8 checks a year on that account. I have a 15 year supply. I wonder how long they'll tolerate that 009 suffix, and whether I'll get any notice when they update their system, or will they just start bouncing checks.
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As if that wasn't enough aggravation, I got a call from the fuel supplier for the country house. The house with the 300 foot uphill curved driveway. The driver tried to deliver, and says the driveway is too narrow, it needs to be plowed wider. (I do ensure that the trucks can turn around at the top, but I guess I can understand their fear that they may be forced to back down that slalom run.)
The plow piles on either side are about five feet high now. They've had a LOT of snow this winter - 24 additional inches last week alone - and no thaws. The Hairless Hunk has done a hero's job keeping it plowed. I really really appreciate his being there. But he's plowing with a pickup truck. I don't know if he CAN widen it at this point.
So, I wrote him an email this morning, asking what can be done, and if he has to bring in reinforcements, I can overnight him the cost. But I've got to get oil. The last delivery was in early December. The thermostat is set at 50 degrees, but the temperatures up there have been ranging between 23 and -10 since then. The water is turned off, but still, the pressure tank from the well could freeze. I don't remember whether I threw the breaker for the pump.
I'm SO ready for spring.
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Thursday, February 13, 2014
3820 Snow
Thursday, February 13, 2014
My quarterly real estate tax was due on February 1st. I missed it, didn't notice it was due until I was paying some other bills on the 11th, last Tuesday. (Somehow I have it set in my mind that quarterly stuff is due in March, June, etc.) By the time I realized the payment was late, it was 2 pm, and the town offices close at like 2:30, so I figured I'd pay it yesterday.
I went to the town offices yesterday and found everything closed. Lincoln's birthday. Duh?
Today we woke up to 8" of heavy wet snow, followed by ice pellets, followed by rain, and a "code red" call from the township saying that all town offices and functions were closed.
I probably won't get out to pay tomorrow, either, since we are supposed to get more snow overnight and all day tomorrow.
In the meantime, penalties accrue.
I hate snow.
The neighbor up the street says the Garden State Parkway and the Throughway, and many of the major local roads, are closed because of jackknifed trailers all over the roads. I got a code red email from the country house township saying that the highways are closed to commercial traffic for the same reason.
I really hate snow. At least plain cold one can dress for, but snow can leave us defenseless.
At least we still have power. Maybe that's one good thing Sandy did for us - all the weak trees and branches are already down.
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I am worried about my neighbor George. He's got to be in at least his mid-eighties. He gets out there shoveling. He throws five shovelfuls, then stops and rests on the shovel handle for a while, kind of bent over the handle, then throws five more.
His late-teen great-grandson mows my lawn. His granddaughter lives on the next street over, and some sons and daughters live in the area. I can't help wondering why no one shows up to help him. They all come for holiday dinners, so it's not like they're estranged.
I've got a delicate back and currently something wrong with my shoulder (rotator cuff?) so my daughter shovels for me if my little electric thrower can't handle it (note that's Daughter, not SIL Hercules), or scares up a kid to do it. If I were capable, I'd help George.
Maybe I should review CPR procedures.
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I doubt that mankind in general is any smarter now than, say, 200 years ago. 200 years isn't much in evolutionary terms, but I do believe that on average we are already demonstrably more stupid. We know more "stuff", but we are in general, overall, less logical, less understanding, less interested in understanding, and less capable than we used to be. It's like thinking is evolving out of us. Like we don't need it any more.
Science fiction illustrators often depict humans of the far future as having huge heads, enormous brains. I don't know why they think brains would get larger. I think it's more likely we'll have tiny braincases. As computers do the work of remembering for us, we won't need to remember anything much. We won't need to calculate anything - the machine will tell us.
We already see evidence of brain atrophy....
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My quarterly real estate tax was due on February 1st. I missed it, didn't notice it was due until I was paying some other bills on the 11th, last Tuesday. (Somehow I have it set in my mind that quarterly stuff is due in March, June, etc.) By the time I realized the payment was late, it was 2 pm, and the town offices close at like 2:30, so I figured I'd pay it yesterday.
I went to the town offices yesterday and found everything closed. Lincoln's birthday. Duh?
Today we woke up to 8" of heavy wet snow, followed by ice pellets, followed by rain, and a "code red" call from the township saying that all town offices and functions were closed.
I probably won't get out to pay tomorrow, either, since we are supposed to get more snow overnight and all day tomorrow.
In the meantime, penalties accrue.
I hate snow.
The neighbor up the street says the Garden State Parkway and the Throughway, and many of the major local roads, are closed because of jackknifed trailers all over the roads. I got a code red email from the country house township saying that the highways are closed to commercial traffic for the same reason.
I really hate snow. At least plain cold one can dress for, but snow can leave us defenseless.
At least we still have power. Maybe that's one good thing Sandy did for us - all the weak trees and branches are already down.
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I am worried about my neighbor George. He's got to be in at least his mid-eighties. He gets out there shoveling. He throws five shovelfuls, then stops and rests on the shovel handle for a while, kind of bent over the handle, then throws five more.
His late-teen great-grandson mows my lawn. His granddaughter lives on the next street over, and some sons and daughters live in the area. I can't help wondering why no one shows up to help him. They all come for holiday dinners, so it's not like they're estranged.
I've got a delicate back and currently something wrong with my shoulder (rotator cuff?) so my daughter shovels for me if my little electric thrower can't handle it (note that's Daughter, not SIL Hercules), or scares up a kid to do it. If I were capable, I'd help George.
Maybe I should review CPR procedures.
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I doubt that mankind in general is any smarter now than, say, 200 years ago. 200 years isn't much in evolutionary terms, but I do believe that on average we are already demonstrably more stupid. We know more "stuff", but we are in general, overall, less logical, less understanding, less interested in understanding, and less capable than we used to be. It's like thinking is evolving out of us. Like we don't need it any more.
Science fiction illustrators often depict humans of the far future as having huge heads, enormous brains. I don't know why they think brains would get larger. I think it's more likely we'll have tiny braincases. As computers do the work of remembering for us, we won't need to remember anything much. We won't need to calculate anything - the machine will tell us.
We already see evidence of brain atrophy....
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Wednesday, February 12, 2014
3819 I'm so sorry. Forgive me?
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
This is so cute. The cat on the left seems to be trying to apologize. I couldn't resist posting it.
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNS7zzIzX-E]
In theory it's only 25 seconds, but be prepared to watch it five or six times.
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This is so cute. The cat on the left seems to be trying to apologize. I couldn't resist posting it.
[http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNS7zzIzX-E]
In theory it's only 25 seconds, but be prepared to watch it five or six times.
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Monday, February 10, 2014
3818 Mystery water
Monday, February 10, 2014
Jasper has been fussing about his water dish. He doesn't like the water. He doesn't want to drink it. He splashes in it, as if he's trying to catch a fish in the bottom. He hooks the side and drags the dish. Since the dish is on a tray, when it crosses the side of the tray it spills all over the floor. He'd been doing it for the past two or three weeks.
I mentioned it to Daughter, and she said two of her cats have been doing the same thing.
A mystery.
Then one day (Saturday, I think) I had left a glass of water on the counter when I went to bed, and absentmindedly drank it the next morning -- and spat it out! It smelled and tasted strongly of iodine.
Water processing plants add iodine to the water when there's a problem with bacteria. We've had several water main breaks this winter, one about three weeks ago just up the road, so it makes sense they may be worried about contamination. I don't know why the iodine smell and taste gets so bad when the water isn't fresh out of the tap, but there it is....
Mystery solved.
So now I have to make sure his water is changed a few times a day.
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Speaking of water, the Thames is flooding. Parts of England are flooded for the first time in a few hundred years. Weird.
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Jasper has been fussing about his water dish. He doesn't like the water. He doesn't want to drink it. He splashes in it, as if he's trying to catch a fish in the bottom. He hooks the side and drags the dish. Since the dish is on a tray, when it crosses the side of the tray it spills all over the floor. He'd been doing it for the past two or three weeks.
I mentioned it to Daughter, and she said two of her cats have been doing the same thing.
A mystery.
Then one day (Saturday, I think) I had left a glass of water on the counter when I went to bed, and absentmindedly drank it the next morning -- and spat it out! It smelled and tasted strongly of iodine.
Water processing plants add iodine to the water when there's a problem with bacteria. We've had several water main breaks this winter, one about three weeks ago just up the road, so it makes sense they may be worried about contamination. I don't know why the iodine smell and taste gets so bad when the water isn't fresh out of the tap, but there it is....
Mystery solved.
So now I have to make sure his water is changed a few times a day.
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Speaking of water, the Thames is flooding. Parts of England are flooded for the first time in a few hundred years. Weird.
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3817 Silk Shoes
Monday, February 10, 2014
As usual at this time of year, I'm hibernating. I resist leaving the house. Most days I don't even get dressed, spend the whole day in a nightshirt and robe. I also do nothing except wandering around the internet, reading books, watching video clips. Except for Big Bang Theory on Thursday evenings, I can't even muster the energy to watch TV. It's so bad my last "grocery shopping" was via PeaPod.
I discovered I can watch movies for free with Amazon Prime. Not all titles are available for free instant viewing, but there are enough classics and lower-budget movies to keep me occupied for a while.
Today I watched "Silk Shoes". Found it by accident. It's a Korean movie. Independent. English subtitles. It was charming, glad I found it. If you have Amazon Prime, I recommend it.
A lot of reviewers loved it too, but were disappointed by the ending. Let down. Confused. I was confused because I didn't understand how the silk shoes were significant.
I did a little light research (with the help of this guy, who has provided an excellent review, synopsis, trailer clip, and link to the lyrics) and I figured it out. The problem is that the subtitles didn't give us the lyrics of the song at the beginning and end of the movie. So those of us unfamiliar with the song didn't know about the shoes. It also explains why the old woman at the end asks Grandfather about his brother, which had confused me.
Well, now you know, so go watch it if you have Prime.
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As usual at this time of year, I'm hibernating. I resist leaving the house. Most days I don't even get dressed, spend the whole day in a nightshirt and robe. I also do nothing except wandering around the internet, reading books, watching video clips. Except for Big Bang Theory on Thursday evenings, I can't even muster the energy to watch TV. It's so bad my last "grocery shopping" was via PeaPod.
I discovered I can watch movies for free with Amazon Prime. Not all titles are available for free instant viewing, but there are enough classics and lower-budget movies to keep me occupied for a while.
Today I watched "Silk Shoes". Found it by accident. It's a Korean movie. Independent. English subtitles. It was charming, glad I found it. If you have Amazon Prime, I recommend it.
A lot of reviewers loved it too, but were disappointed by the ending. Let down. Confused. I was confused because I didn't understand how the silk shoes were significant.
I did a little light research (with the help of this guy, who has provided an excellent review, synopsis, trailer clip, and link to the lyrics) and I figured it out. The problem is that the subtitles didn't give us the lyrics of the song at the beginning and end of the movie. So those of us unfamiliar with the song didn't know about the shoes. It also explains why the old woman at the end asks Grandfather about his brother, which had confused me.
Well, now you know, so go watch it if you have Prime.
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Thursday, January 30, 2014
3816 Quizzes
Thursday, January 30, 2014
I took a few quizzes today at http://www.zimbio.com/quiz (if that link doesn't take you directly to the list of quizzes, click on "quizzes" in the bar on top).
I am:
Purdy from Sienfeld
Howard from BBT
Barbie from Toy Story
Cinderella from Disney
... and at that point I was thinking about giving up and crawling into bed, until I got
Dumbledore of Hogwarts.
I think I'll stop there.
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I took a few quizzes today at http://www.zimbio.com/quiz (if that link doesn't take you directly to the list of quizzes, click on "quizzes" in the bar on top).
I am:
Purdy from Sienfeld
Howard from BBT
Barbie from Toy Story
Cinderella from Disney
... and at that point I was thinking about giving up and crawling into bed, until I got
Dumbledore of Hogwarts.
I think I'll stop there.
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3815 Beara!
January 30, 2014
I'm watching a video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8P7pSm10s8) about the rise and demise of the old Hotel Sterling in Wilkes Barre, Pa.
I remember that place. I had occasional date dinners there (in the early '60s), whenever a guy wanted to really impress me.
There's a fellow about my age talking in the clip about the hotel. He claims to be native to Wilkes Barre, but I'm not sure I can believe him, no matter what he says.
Because....
He pronounces it "Wilkes Barry".
"Barry"? No way!
Everybody from that area pronounces it "Wulks Beara". (Actually a blurred sound halfway between "Beara" and "Burra").
Or at least they usta!
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I'm watching a video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8P7pSm10s8) about the rise and demise of the old Hotel Sterling in Wilkes Barre, Pa.
I remember that place. I had occasional date dinners there (in the early '60s), whenever a guy wanted to really impress me.
There's a fellow about my age talking in the clip about the hotel. He claims to be native to Wilkes Barre, but I'm not sure I can believe him, no matter what he says.
Because....
He pronounces it "Wilkes Barry".
"Barry"? No way!
Everybody from that area pronounces it "Wulks Beara". (Actually a blurred sound halfway between "Beara" and "Burra").
Or at least they usta!
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Wednesday, January 15, 2014
3814 Cable again
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Back in mid-December I called the cable TV/internet folks and got rid of all the extra channels I never watch. Went to "basic". Returned the now unneeded set-top boxes. I thought I'd end up with just the basic networks - CBS, NBC, ABC, PBS - and some local stuff.
It turns out I have way more than 88 channels.
I went through and eliminated from the automatic list the 16 Spanish channels. Every little municipality has at least one, more usually three, of their own channels - one public access, one townhall, one for school stuff. I eliminated most of them.
I'm still left with a lot more than I expected - like 3 PBS channels with different programming (one is all children's shows), ION, a movie channel, weather channel, QUBO, and loads of stuff with names like CREATE, LIFE, BOUNCE, THIS, RISE, WORLD, and so on --- I don't even know what they are.
And I'm not particularly interested in finding out.
I wonder if there might be a BBC or a CNN tucked in there somewhere. They might be the only channels I'll miss.
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Back in mid-December I called the cable TV/internet folks and got rid of all the extra channels I never watch. Went to "basic". Returned the now unneeded set-top boxes. I thought I'd end up with just the basic networks - CBS, NBC, ABC, PBS - and some local stuff.
It turns out I have way more than 88 channels.
I went through and eliminated from the automatic list the 16 Spanish channels. Every little municipality has at least one, more usually three, of their own channels - one public access, one townhall, one for school stuff. I eliminated most of them.
I'm still left with a lot more than I expected - like 3 PBS channels with different programming (one is all children's shows), ION, a movie channel, weather channel, QUBO, and loads of stuff with names like CREATE, LIFE, BOUNCE, THIS, RISE, WORLD, and so on --- I don't even know what they are.
And I'm not particularly interested in finding out.
I wonder if there might be a BBC or a CNN tucked in there somewhere. They might be the only channels I'll miss.
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3813 Unbelievable!
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Back when Nugget was born in 2011, Daughter was driving a 2-door Honda. It was a good car, but it was getting pretty old, and it was very difficult for Daughter to get the baby in and out of the baby seat in the back. So I gave her my 4-door 2003 Suzuki Aerio, and she sold the Honda.
I had bought the Aerio for about $9,000 in 2006 when the van was having serious problems and was costing me a fortune in rentals. "Suzie" was a great little car, with its high roof and huge windows giving a great view all around, comfortable seats, sportscar handling, and a lot of zip. It was always actually fun to drive, easy to park, and never gave me any problems. Well, except for the body, which tended to drop random pieces of itself everywhere. But they were at least unimportant trim pieces.
It was a good car for Daughter for two years, then finally something important went wrong which set off the "bad light". I don't know the words, but it had something to do with something that sits above the gas tank and something about vapor or something. Anyway, fixing it would require major internal surgery, costing more than $1500, which was about what the car was worth. It still ran just fine, but not fixing it would eventually run the risk of it catching fire. And until it was fixed, it would not pass inspection. The trusted mechanic said Daughter could continue to drive it, but to pull over immediately if she smelled gas fumes.
It was due for inspection last month. No way it would pass. So Daughter bought a new car, and parked Suzie until she could figure out what to do with her.
Yesterday morning while I was still in bed I heard a sound. Looked out the window, and saw Suzie being loaded onto a flatbed. I threw on a robe and ran out to pat her goodbye.
I really did love that car. Hate to see her go.
Daughter was paid $350 for her.
That was yesterday.
This is Suzie:
The photo is from a used car dealership. They are asking $1599 for her. They describe her as "ready to sell". I wonder if they will tell an interested buyer that she won't pass inspection, and just might catch fire.
Listing here: http://www.aberdeenautonj.com/2003_Suzuki_Aerio_Morganville_NJ_224234593.veh
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Back when Nugget was born in 2011, Daughter was driving a 2-door Honda. It was a good car, but it was getting pretty old, and it was very difficult for Daughter to get the baby in and out of the baby seat in the back. So I gave her my 4-door 2003 Suzuki Aerio, and she sold the Honda.
I had bought the Aerio for about $9,000 in 2006 when the van was having serious problems and was costing me a fortune in rentals. "Suzie" was a great little car, with its high roof and huge windows giving a great view all around, comfortable seats, sportscar handling, and a lot of zip. It was always actually fun to drive, easy to park, and never gave me any problems. Well, except for the body, which tended to drop random pieces of itself everywhere. But they were at least unimportant trim pieces.
It was a good car for Daughter for two years, then finally something important went wrong which set off the "bad light". I don't know the words, but it had something to do with something that sits above the gas tank and something about vapor or something. Anyway, fixing it would require major internal surgery, costing more than $1500, which was about what the car was worth. It still ran just fine, but not fixing it would eventually run the risk of it catching fire. And until it was fixed, it would not pass inspection. The trusted mechanic said Daughter could continue to drive it, but to pull over immediately if she smelled gas fumes.
It was due for inspection last month. No way it would pass. So Daughter bought a new car, and parked Suzie until she could figure out what to do with her.
Yesterday morning while I was still in bed I heard a sound. Looked out the window, and saw Suzie being loaded onto a flatbed. I threw on a robe and ran out to pat her goodbye.
I really did love that car. Hate to see her go.
Daughter was paid $350 for her.
That was yesterday.
This is Suzie:
The photo is from a used car dealership. They are asking $1599 for her. They describe her as "ready to sell". I wonder if they will tell an interested buyer that she won't pass inspection, and just might catch fire.
Listing here: http://www.aberdeenautonj.com/2003_Suzuki_Aerio_Morganville_NJ_224234593.veh
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Friday, January 10, 2014
3812 Long time
Friday, January 10, 2014
I hadn't realized I hadn't attempted a post in almost a month. I've got a lot of notes saved up, so when I have time I guess I'll go through some of that, but not now. It's late.
I've been kind of blah. I read about that kid who was driving drunk and high and killed four people and then got off without so much as a slap on the wrist because he was rich and privileged and his parents had never taught him that one is responsible for one's own actions and actions have consequences. His lawyer called it "affluenza". (If you're not already familiar with the story, do an internet search for that word.)
Anyway, I thought of all the kids who go wrong because they had bad or uncaring parents who don't get second chances and who don't "suffer" from affluenza, just the opposite, and
It's like why even care? Why bother? I had several weeks of not caring about pretty much anything. This whole damn society is going into the shit can, and nobody else seems to care.
I'm not over it yet.
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I hadn't realized I hadn't attempted a post in almost a month. I've got a lot of notes saved up, so when I have time I guess I'll go through some of that, but not now. It's late.
I've been kind of blah. I read about that kid who was driving drunk and high and killed four people and then got off without so much as a slap on the wrist because he was rich and privileged and his parents had never taught him that one is responsible for one's own actions and actions have consequences. His lawyer called it "affluenza". (If you're not already familiar with the story, do an internet search for that word.)
Anyway, I thought of all the kids who go wrong because they had bad or uncaring parents who don't get second chances and who don't "suffer" from affluenza, just the opposite, and
something inside me broke.
It's like why even care? Why bother? I had several weeks of not caring about pretty much anything. This whole damn society is going into the shit can, and nobody else seems to care.
I'm not over it yet.
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Wednesday, December 18, 2013
3811 Screaming
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Sometimes, when following links deep into the web, I will have seven or eight or more tabs open, and suddenly someone is talking, or there's horrible music coming from the speakers.
A video ad has started somewhere.
I don't know where.
(The worst is when more than one are running at the same time, talking over each other. It sounds like a crowded cocktail party in here.)
I bounce back through tabs, scrolling through screens, searching, trying to find the damn thing and turn it OFF, and I can't find it.
I hate that!
There are popup blockers. There should be an auto-start video blocker! I'd pay money for it.
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Sometimes, when following links deep into the web, I will have seven or eight or more tabs open, and suddenly someone is talking, or there's horrible music coming from the speakers.
A video ad has started somewhere.
I don't know where.
(The worst is when more than one are running at the same time, talking over each other. It sounds like a crowded cocktail party in here.)
I bounce back through tabs, scrolling through screens, searching, trying to find the damn thing and turn it OFF, and I can't find it.
I hate that!
There are popup blockers. There should be an auto-start video blocker! I'd pay money for it.
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Saturday, December 14, 2013
3810 Estate sale
Saturday, December 14, 2013
Well, I have medical insurance for 2014. I suspect I'm not going to be happy with it, but, we'll see. The cost is low, but it's a Medicare Advantage plan, and it's an HMO. I always swore I'd never go into an HMO, but there it is. The only plan of any type that I was eligible for that allowed me to choose my own doctors was extremely costly. So. At least that's done.
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The country house is under storm alert this weekend. 10" of snow and then sleet. Since the house is higher up, I suppose there will be at least 12" of snow. We always got about 20% more than lower down. Or more. Temps in the low 20s. I am worried about losing power there. Sigh. Another week I won't be going north.
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I got an email a few days ago from my old auctioneer, George, saying he was going to be on a show on the Travel Channel, so I watched it. It was another of those stupid shows that seem to be so popular recently --- you know, where we follow some "experts" while they buy unseen storage facility contents, or race through antique centers looking for bargains, or poke around mountains looking for gold.
This time, we had three "expert bidders" at George's auction. It was very obvious the whole thing was staged. He had a full room of bidders, but no one else bid on any of the boxes that were obviously solely for these "experts" to battle over.
It was so stupid. THEY were so stupid. They were bidding on unopened boxes and bags, no idea what was in them. Number one, George never sells unopened stuff. Number two, these "experts" didn't do their research. One idiot kept saying "There's lots of mansions in [this village]. Huge estates. This is an estate auction so these boxes are coming from the attics and basements of these wealthy mansions. You KNOW it has to be good stuff!"
First of all, the statement that there are lots of mansions in [the village]. Yeah, that general wider area is full of mansions, yeah, but most of them are run as tourist destinations by the national park service, like the Vanderbilt, Astor, and Roosevelt places, and a few other piles of marble with names and history. There are a few private mansions around, but these days almost all of them are empty, like the place where Chelsea Clinton's wedding reception was held. (It's for sale and the owner volunteered it hoping for free advertising.) So, there's no good stuff coming from mansion attics! Do your research, you fool!
Second, the "expert" doesn't even know what an estate auction is!
"Estate" in this sense doesn't mean mansions and land, anyway. It means somebody's Aunt Sally died and left all her worldly goods to somebody who is now selling off the excess. "Estate" in the sense of the disposals of a legal will. Sheesh. And these folks are "experts"?
(Sometimes George does sell items from a mansion, but when he does, he tells you where it came from, "Sale of the Contents of Blah Blah Mansion", and the auction is exclusively those items. In 10 years, I've seen only two of those auctions - one being Larry (Hustler) Flynt's place. Usually George's estate sale stuff is bits from hither and yon all over the northeast.)
Third, one of the "experts" attempted to figure out what was in a locked duffel bag by SITTING ON IT! Well, there goes that Faberge egg, eh! How stupid is that. The other guy was shaking boxes violently. Duh.
It got to where I was yelling at the TV.
I will never watch any of those things again. Bleck. I will not miss cable.
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Well, I have medical insurance for 2014. I suspect I'm not going to be happy with it, but, we'll see. The cost is low, but it's a Medicare Advantage plan, and it's an HMO. I always swore I'd never go into an HMO, but there it is. The only plan of any type that I was eligible for that allowed me to choose my own doctors was extremely costly. So. At least that's done.
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The country house is under storm alert this weekend. 10" of snow and then sleet. Since the house is higher up, I suppose there will be at least 12" of snow. We always got about 20% more than lower down. Or more. Temps in the low 20s. I am worried about losing power there. Sigh. Another week I won't be going north.
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I got an email a few days ago from my old auctioneer, George, saying he was going to be on a show on the Travel Channel, so I watched it. It was another of those stupid shows that seem to be so popular recently --- you know, where we follow some "experts" while they buy unseen storage facility contents, or race through antique centers looking for bargains, or poke around mountains looking for gold.
This time, we had three "expert bidders" at George's auction. It was very obvious the whole thing was staged. He had a full room of bidders, but no one else bid on any of the boxes that were obviously solely for these "experts" to battle over.
It was so stupid. THEY were so stupid. They were bidding on unopened boxes and bags, no idea what was in them. Number one, George never sells unopened stuff. Number two, these "experts" didn't do their research. One idiot kept saying "There's lots of mansions in [this village]. Huge estates. This is an estate auction so these boxes are coming from the attics and basements of these wealthy mansions. You KNOW it has to be good stuff!"
First of all, the statement that there are lots of mansions in [the village]. Yeah, that general wider area is full of mansions, yeah, but most of them are run as tourist destinations by the national park service, like the Vanderbilt, Astor, and Roosevelt places, and a few other piles of marble with names and history. There are a few private mansions around, but these days almost all of them are empty, like the place where Chelsea Clinton's wedding reception was held. (It's for sale and the owner volunteered it hoping for free advertising.) So, there's no good stuff coming from mansion attics! Do your research, you fool!
Second, the "expert" doesn't even know what an estate auction is!
"Estate" in this sense doesn't mean mansions and land, anyway. It means somebody's Aunt Sally died and left all her worldly goods to somebody who is now selling off the excess. "Estate" in the sense of the disposals of a legal will. Sheesh. And these folks are "experts"?
(Sometimes George does sell items from a mansion, but when he does, he tells you where it came from, "Sale of the Contents of Blah Blah Mansion", and the auction is exclusively those items. In 10 years, I've seen only two of those auctions - one being Larry (Hustler) Flynt's place. Usually George's estate sale stuff is bits from hither and yon all over the northeast.)
Third, one of the "experts" attempted to figure out what was in a locked duffel bag by SITTING ON IT! Well, there goes that Faberge egg, eh! How stupid is that. The other guy was shaking boxes violently. Duh.
It got to where I was yelling at the TV.
I will never watch any of those things again. Bleck. I will not miss cable.
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