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I’ve got me a hard proj’ing weekend here.
Finish my desk and fix up the Den of Inequity. My mom-in-law is sorting up next weekend do if really like to have that done, which will also act as sign of current ownership, rather than the current risk of perception of abandonment. Abandonment isn’t the actual word I mean, but I’m tired and the word just don’t showing up. More like what they classify a sunken ship after so much time. Derelict I’d close to, but I prefer not to classify things as being derelict lest I be described as a derelict. I think that German side said that once.
I need to roll out to my parents and work on their antenna situation, clear some blackberries that are encroaching up on their house, and harvest some apples for cider. I’m pretty sure it’s gonna turn into only one or two items on that list based on the weather.
I need to scrub down some mofo stairs. See the first paragraph got why.
I’m sure there is done other stuff but I can’t remember.

Cider this time, maybe beer next. Beer…..

Done be picked up. Of course we forgot bottles, the apples might be gone for by the time we get to my parents and still sounds like a lot of work…but we have brewing gear.

The wif doesn’t seem super positive about me being a teacher. Probably because it takes social skills.
I was totally writing this while getting drinks somewhere. Or ice cream. Frozen custard for the pedantic people who don’t read this.
It’s been a couple days and went to write differing and saw this was still open. She might be right. Or not.
I have a problem with people, and when I say problem, I’m really saying they scare the fuck out of me. As coping methods I do things like listen to music with headphones, even if I have no music device at the time. I really have put in headphones with nothing playing, because I either didn’t have a music device, or because of healthy paranoia I wanted to stay aware of my surroundings. I’ll act distracted. In my youth I was reading the predecessor to Dave Barry and his redneck comedy books. One of the stories that always dick with me is how to look wise. All you have to do is look alternately amused and thoughtful. Skip everything else in between, just alternate those two. I do this still. It’s a lot easier pretending I live in everyone else’s world if I pretend I don’t. I maintain a healthy sounding reality of anecdotes that are just far off enough that no one ever questions their veracity nor the indicative of my psyche. At times in public, I’ll try to exert psychic powers of compulsion on strangers to see if I actually do have that ability. On the other side of the coin, I also actively ignore the shot in the works I don’t have the ability to deal with. Not the “I have a headache” temporary challenge, but the forever “I got nothing” level. I nod and smile to friendly pan handlers. I see them and acknowledge their genetic humanity, but their reality will never actually intersect my own.It’s not that I have nothing in common with them, or at least not only that, but also I have nothing they need. I have no money to help them on their way. I have no food to feed their bodies. I have no humanity to spare. I have no compassion to bring them back into the world. Hell, in my youth I regularly considered twisting out and going all hermit in the woods.
With all that being said, I ask think I could teach. I differentiate between people and persons. I also differentiate between people and unit persons. A mob isn’t people, nor is a squad, team or class. Once I get used to the individual faces on my bus route I have no problems. I’m pretty sure teaching would be relatively easy. Not that teaching is an easy profession in any way, but I think I could.
Or maybe not. Fuck if I know.

Giant wheel with unevenly spaced gears to facilitate single motor monochromatic image display. Need to model. Blender?
Update:
No really, I need to model this shit. Maybe I could do it with Gary’s Mod. Probably could. Maybe I should just model out however I can.

I very rarely post to social media, lest I doth offend. Rarely is there a post so innocuous that the posting might create issue. You post about the awesome place you eat, and people wonder how you can afford it. You post about friendships and it’s airing dirty laundry. You post dirty laundry and it’s a sign of a disorganized life. You post your joy which drowns out other’s sorrow, your sorrow dampens their joy.
When I do have something to post, I post it here. I know this is effectively a safe place via obscurity based on viewing statistics. Despite this, I worry. If someone should come across this, could out interfere with future employment? Could this lead to strife with people I know?
Occasionally I realize I had a post goo beyond the pale, from white to translucent. These posts I migrate to private, as a reminder of my thoughts, but not a liability.

My computer computer desk is coming along quite well. It’s now self supporting though it has a bit of wobble. I started beating out more metal and bolting it on, but then ran out of bolts, or at least I ran out of bolts that matched the full bit I was feeling really good about. I have mute bolts so now it’s the downward run. LED plans are in the works, but I think I want to use red, which is a cold I don’t have, or I could go all RGB, but than I should really look into what I would control then with. The other question I’m trying to decide on is surface. Should I go rough jagged metal, sanded with just a coat of sealant or pour on tabletop. I’ll figure that out when the rest makes me happy. I think I want the uneven surface minus the sharps.
As an aside, my phone thought sharps meant sharia. To my knowledge sharia would be capitalized in the same form as big g God. And that will be the last time I write sharia in this lifetime I’m guessing. It’s right up there on my good writing subjects with abrahamic religions.
I’m still waiting to work on 6DTB until I have the rest of the shit in the den cleaned up. Clean up aisle 6? It’s more inequity than den if you know what I mean.
This morning Shanna had me stay get shower radio to get her motivated for the day, and as I’m turning it on and starting some Trent Moeller (spelling?) I’m thinking of how to do an all inclusive clock radio for her. Do I want to sacrifice my BBB, or just order the pays I need from sparkfun, oh yeah, they have a ten dollars off a purchase of 40+, which sounds like a character display and a Bluetooth module at a minimum, I wonder if I can get the old pi at a discount now that it’s been supplanted. Looks like I know where my fun time spending of vacation hours is finishing up.
Soon.

In the last few years ice put on about fifty pounds. Basically I added dirty percent to my buddy weight. I’m actually risky down with adding half of it, totally a good thing as I used to be extremely thin. Hide-and-Seek consisted of me turning sideways. Really. I could pull my diaphragm so far into my chest you could feel the back side of my bottom two ribs. I used myself as a medical anatomy model for my wife.
My only real concern is that most of the weight I’ve gained is sitting on my belly. That’s the male heart attack special right there. I’m going to start doing crunches and pushups every night, minus one break day when I’m not feeling it per week. Every day I’ll write the number down on my calendar, with the goal being 200 crunches and 100 pushups. Seems like a good goal.
Tonite I clean done floor space in my den and getting going on this shit. At a later time I’ll add a trainer for my bike for some good cardio. As much as I hate physical exertion, there are some things I want to do just got braggings. I want to ride the STP. I want to run the Torchlight Parade. I want to die of something better than congestive heart failure or diabetic complications.

(Before picture to be added soon)

Inspired by IKEA last night. Spherical (maybe dodecohedron) bot that has expanding globe hinges on the inside. In the center, have a mini free floating sphere with an iron core in the bottom. Outside are four electromagnets that pull the iron core and thus change direction. By pulsing the hinges you get rolling, and provide the lean with the magnets.