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I bought a case of slip tip syringes for a project a while back and needed twist tip so rather than just junk them I had the bright idea to sell them on ebay in lots of 10. They've been moving really slowly but they have been moving so I'm not complaining. I sold a lot last week just in time to get tied up with a festering insect bite requiring hospital visits and such and they slipped my mind. Got an email from the buyer yesterday early and told them so sorry I promise I'll get them out today. I get them in a mailer, then go to print a label and no ink. I wind up running around for almost 2 hours to find a cartridge and I have to buy a set of four to get the one tub of black ink I need. Fortunately I get back home and get everything done and to the post office with about five minutes to spare before they closed for a three day weekend. After postage costs I'm clearing a couple bucks on each lot, but the ink cost me over sixty bucks, yee haa.
It was a perfect cap to a week I have been really glad to see become a part of my past. It's rare I have a week where every day has some kind of negative BS attached to it but this past week was one for the books.
 
I learned to always ALWAYS include some kind of smiley when posting sarcasm that comes across as serious in a heated and contentious debate over some ridiculous thread topic that gets closed. I fail. :meh:

Oh yeah. The automatic yard sprinklers broke and the repair estimate is $450, plus backflow certification. Instead I bought a Melnor oscillating sprinkler. It's 3D! I kid you not.

D #1: Adjustable coverage width

D #2: Adjustable coverage length

D #3: Adjustable flow rate

It works great! Ha! I outsmarted the irrigation repair guy AND the water company! I am so smart!
 
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My daughters and I got within 5 feet of a Pileated woodpecker.

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We have bars where I come from...but most of 'em are black bars, and they live up in the North Georgia mountains.
They are not the Grizzly kinda bars that walk down the middle of the road in the middle of the subdivision at 2:00 in the afternoon, just checking to see if your truck is locked.






We're AirBnBing it this week.
We are in Northern California.
It is beyond beautiful here.



I woke up when the first grand baby came in...about 6:40A.
Went downstairs to make coffee & tea, and to start cooking bacon.
A few minutes before 7, I hear a knock at the door...Who could it be?!
It's our neighbor.
She's there to inform me that the bears got into our box last night, and I gotta clean it up and get it back in the cans before the Garbage Guys get here.
I'm sorry...I'm just a tiny bit hung over...would you tell me that story one more time?
And so she does...and by the time she gets half way through the second take, my Bride, and my niece, and my son are headed toward the door.

Our neighbor is very sweet.
She wants to help out the foreigners.
I wanna offer her a cupa, but the whole family is already rushing out the door to find garbage thrown about across three lawns, up and down the road.
Damn!
Really?! Real, Live Bears?!!

So she lends us her rake and snow shovel...this is Not her first bar rodeo...and we get all the garbage put back together, and we thank her profusely!

It's 7:20A.
 
We have bars where I come from...but most of 'em are black bars, and they live up in the North Georgia mountains.
They are not the Grizzly kinda bars that walk down the middle of the road in the middle of the subdivision at 2:00 in the afternoon, just checking to see if your truck is locked.






We're AirBnBing it this week.
We are in Northern California.
It is beyond beautiful here.



I woke up when the first grand baby came in...about 6:40A.
Went downstairs to make coffee & tea, and to start cooking bacon.
A few minutes before 7, I hear a knock at the door...Who could it be?!
It's our neighbor.
She's there to inform me that the bears got into our box last night, and I gotta clean it up and get it back in the cans before the Garbage Guys get here.
I'm sorry...I'm just a tiny bit hung over...would you tell me that story one more time?
And so she does...and by the time she gets half way through the second take, my Bride, and my niece, and my son are headed toward the door.

Our neighbor is very sweet.
She wants to help out the foreigners.
I wanna offer her a cupa, but the whole family is already rushing out the door to find garbage thrown about across three lawns, up and down the road.
Damn!
Really?! Real, Live Bears?!!

So she lends us her rake and snow shovel...this is Not her first bar rodeo...and we get all the garbage put back together, and we thank her profusely!

It's 7:20A.

I've used AirBnB many times but never had bears show up!
I'm a little bit disappointed...
 
Not exactly today, but over the last couple of days...
We've a sliding porch door that has been sticking badly recently, and while I appreciate the little workout it gives me every time I open or close it, the wife has been losing the battle and insisted I get it fixed.
After several false starts (including two separate supposedly specialist professional door companies calling to the house to look at it, promising to get back to me and disappearing into a parallel universe) I finally got a guy in.
A New Zealander, real nice guy, turned up exactly when he said he would, charged what he said he'd charge, and did a great job.
I offered him a coffee and he gladly accepted, and while we were chatting he noticed my bass.
Turns out he's a singer, been looking for a band for a while!
Spurred on by his interest, I told him I'd see if I could round up a couple of guys for a session or two with a view to getting out there and gigging again.
Wednesday, I posted a call-out on a couple of FaceBook musician contact groups.
So far I have 4 drummers, 1 percussionist, an accordion, mandolin, two guitarists and a piano player!

This could get interesting...:D
 
Never ceases to amaze me... my kids. Wife and I took them all out to dinner, last night... sports pub/grill, big screen TV's, cute servers...

... and no, I didn't take them to Hooters, but secretly I wanted to. Didn't stop one of them, whom I consider shy most of the time, from giving the hostess a big ole, round the thighs, where-have-you-been-all-my-life, hug... I apologized, and winked, saying it runs in the family... she promptly had another hostess seat us.

It doesn't always work, but we try to feed them right... plenty of variety, lots of protein, fruits and vegetables, etc.

Well, the little buggers wanted mini cheeseburgers and fries. Two I don't have problems with, as they usually eat what's put in front of them. One can be kind of picky, depending on which way the winds blowing... the other twelve present are not mine.

Thinking Mr. Picky won't hear me, I tell the wife to just put his cheeseburger on his plate... when he's done with that, he can have a few fries... fair enough?

No... not by a long shot. Mr. Picky takes one bite of his cheeseburger, and with the help of gravity, let's it drop to the floor... then, through the shadows of the dimly lit booth, the evil smirk appears on his face, similar to Pennywise, the clown from 'It'...

... the only true winners in that scenario were the potato farmers, in Idaho.
 
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I learned to always ALWAYS include some kind of smiley when posting sarcasm that comes across as serious in a heated and contentious debate over some ridiculous thread topic that gets closed. I fail. :meh:

Oh yeah. The automatic yard sprinklers broke and the repair estimate is $450, plus backflow certification. Instead I bought a Melnor oscillating sprinkler. It's 3D! I kid you not.

D #1: Adjustable coverage width

D #2: Adjustable coverage length

D #3: Adjustable flow rate

It works great! Ha! I outsmarted the irrigation repair guy AND the water company! I am so smart!

Stickin' it to the water dude!