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(no subject) [May. 31st, 2015|09:09 pm]
sprockets, sockets, grommets & gaskets
8 km of walking this morning, some house cleaning and tasks, odd company dinner (okay, manintheboat insists I change that to 'extended appetizers') tonight with manintheboat's coworkers. A somewhat more quiet day.

I've finished an intake manifold design in my CAD program. I chucked it in my CAM program to convert it to code the mill can read/implement. It replies "157 days 8 hours left on processing time." Once I started using the computer, it updated to 160-some days. I think I need to actually pay for a CAM program -- or run this on a quick diy beowulf cluster of my old vintage junky computers.
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(no subject) [May. 30th, 2015|09:52 pm]
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Hey, project_mayhem_, if you get that plane, I found the necessary accessory whilst out weeding today.

We haven't seen the new Mad Max yet. We did find an escapee from it.
crazy contraption

It has a normally aspirated Acura engine, intended for front wheel drive, stuck in the back, in a very tidy installation.
crazy contraption engine

We were walking through a field at dusk, towards a bunch of Ingress portals, and I saw this up on a telephone pole.
Great horned owl

Great horned owl
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(no subject) [May. 27th, 2015|09:53 pm]
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I was going to go out and machine stuff, until the lightning storm moved in.
Man, this spring is turning out to be the spring that wasn't.
My brother and sister-in-law spent the weekend at Mom's place in Leadville. It snowed every day.
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rat terrier [May. 24th, 2015|03:24 pm]
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We went for a morning walk in an even boggier area than most of the state -- as we are, currently, in the midst of nearly record-setting bogginess. Lily discovered an extremely dead rat. It was so dead I thought it was a frog, until manintheboat pointed out that it may have had a tail. I managed to keep Lily from rolling in the rat body, but apparently the place she did manage to roll was where it met its demise or maybe the first week of its post-demise rest.
The full extent of the problem was not apparent until we got back to the car, where, owing to a sudden blast of rain, we had the windows rolled all the way up.
Even she understood the enormity of what she'd done. When we got home I took off her collar and she went straight into the bathroom and hopped into the bathtub.
Scrubbings ensued.

Yesterday we went to manintheboat's brother's 30th birthday party. Usually he has his birthday shindig at the Great Sand Dunes National Park. This year, it was called on account of rain, so we went to a local bar, where I got panhandled. A ten year old walked up and announced she was selling art. I bought a piece.
art verite
It's titled "The Twister"

Her mom is an employee there, and also an artist. Her pieces run towards the large, trapezoidal, cat woman with wings in a mushroom forest in fluorescent paint style.

The irises like the rain.
iris riot
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(no subject) [May. 23rd, 2015|06:28 pm]
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Spitfire engine compression is acceptable, if not great: 120PSI after eight revolutions of the engine. Which is good: that means the engine is reasonable.
That means the idle problem is ignition (less likely) or intake manifold leak (more likely) and that intake manifold has a TON of crap attached to it, all of which could be leaking.

With the addition that the intake manifold vacuum is reasonable, like 20", when the car's running at half throttle and drops to nearly zero at full throttle, as it should, but below half throttle it drops straight towards zero. I plugged three leaks, where barbed or ridged hose fittings had old rubber caps to keep them vacuum-tight but the caps had cracked and were leaking. There must be twenty of them on there. The intake manifold is more holes for various accessories than it is an intake.
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sleeping dreams [May. 22nd, 2015|08:24 am]
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I dreamed that I'd been elected president (or maybe just governor, I dunno) but it was totally onerous because there were all these rules compelling me to vote some way or the other as a complex function of how senators, representatives, and the public, as revealed by polls, indicated. I'd hired or acquired gfish, vixyish, and eeyorerin as my cabinet, and the latter two were mostly running the government while gfish and I sat around and talked about zero-gravity battlebot design.
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(no subject) [May. 21st, 2015|09:21 pm]
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Lily's getting old so I check her over for lumps that may be problems every now and then. Tonight I was trying to check out something on her chin, and apparently she felt that I was getting up in her grille just a bit too much so she punched me and we started wrestling. Well, in the punch she managed to drag one of her nails across my jaw. It looks like I have a duelling wound, especially with all the fresh scabs. Man, head wounds bleed a lot.
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(no subject) [May. 17th, 2015|09:40 pm]
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We decided to install a dog door. We're hoping Lily will stop waking us up at 2 AM and 6 AM.
I'm nervous about that raccoon getting up here and coming inside. It was certainly not the slightest bit hesitant to get up on the deck and open the big rubbermaid container that held Lily's food.
Given the outcome of their last actual encounter, with the raccoon ditching off the side of the deck while Lily furiously snapped at it, maybe I'm worried about nothing.
However, it seemed like a good idea to get one of those fancy locking RFID-tag doors, regardless of the expense.
Until I got home and read the instructions and realized that it requires being plugged in, or it can run 8 weeks on batteries if you don't want to plug it in, and then you have to change the batteries, and if you plug it in or use rechargeable batteries it doesn't work when the outside temp is below freezing and it doesn't work at all when the temp is below -5F, which is, like, a regular occurrence for four months of the year around here.
So that went back and instead I installed a standard flap door.
Which was only somewhat painful, A: because the door thickness was just barely deeper than the reach of my jigsaw, so I ended up having to cut it from both sides, and B: because they supplied nylon screws to hold the whole thing together. They did that to improve the insulative qualities of the door, but nylon screws are super flimsy and a total pain to work with, especially when they're being pushed blindly through a fairly wide space containing jagged metal edges from where the cut through the door is.
With all that done, it took about five minutes with a chunk of beef jerky to have her reasonably happy about walking through it.
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(no subject) [May. 16th, 2015|02:05 pm]
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Weeded the garden, mowed everything, put in tomatoes and cucumbers, mulched them heavily with the mowing.
adventures in gardening

Pirate loves it when we stick him outdoors. He acts almost happy.
adventures in gardening

There were snakes everywhere.
adventures in gardening

This one was curled up with another one underneath a tarp we had over the garden proper, in an attempt to bake-sterilize the area. There were three more I dislodged while I was mowing, one of which I had to chase repeatedly to get it to clear the area I was working on.

Now the tomato cages are all in and everything's watered.

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(no subject) [May. 14th, 2015|08:35 am]
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On the way home, I stopped to blow out a particularly big Ingress portal that I'd never hit before, so I followed the field lines through some county roads, and where they all converged I found the real entity that corresponded with the portal.
poop train
So I'm standing there staring at this thing. Coz the bottom end looks just like an ore cart, but the thing on top looks like nothing I've ever seen before.
Someone clears his throat behind me and say, "so, you just taking pictures?"
The owner was watching me from behind a chainlink fence. I suspect he gets a lot of people wandering around in his front yard.
I'm all "I was taking pictures. Now I'm just trying to figure out what it is."
He laughs in a somewhat relieved way and says "it's the crapper."
He goes on to explain that, well, 8 hour shifts in a coalmine, you need a portapotty.
Sure enough, on the top, under the lid, there's a (very splintery) wooden seat of conventional shape.

Nearby I saw this.

I dropped off some stuff for work at a local fab shop. They're right next door to a golf cart wrecking yard.
There must be 400 of them in there.
carts carts carts
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