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I hardly ever post here, but I just had an awesome dinner out with Karen. We went to a place called the Copper Door in Salem, NH, and I had their "Bourbon Bacon Beef Tips." So fucking tender, flavorful, and wrapped in bacon. The bourbon sauce was outstanding. As we got our check, I told the waitress, "This was fucking awesome...." She laughed, and whispered to me "You should try the fucking Shepherd's Pie!" It was a fuck-fest (verbally) the rest of the night with her, lots of chuckles. Her final wish to me was "Drive fucking safe...." @n_maher Have you been to this restaurant? There's one in Plaistow as well apparently.... Wish I had thought to take a picture....

Speaker’s Corner Reissue

Tried to watch that three times and I am no longer in to wood working. Three hundred templates to build a fucking step stool.

@skullguise - have not, I think we've been out to eat twice in the last two plus years, and maybe only once. I'll put it on the fucking list, though.

Graffiti in Los Angeles, California Location: 832 Lincoln Blvd, Venice, CA 90291.

Managed to get this thing installed, with instructions that seemed to be written in Chinese, then translated to Russian, then Portuguese and finally to English. Even funnier that several parts in the box were not even mentioned in the instructions and you just have to guess what to do with them. Luckily it is a very rudimentary device. Now all I need to is to come up with something mortisey to build.

https://www.npr.org/2022/03/13/1086371078/ukraine-russian-warship-postage-stamp

I'm sure one of them wants the TICE and the other one is jealous so he's trying to keep you away. Just be happy that it means you don't need to punch their lists anymore.

Heal well and heal quickly Steve. My 85 yr old uncle accidentally cut his middle finger off at the first knuckle. Stopped. Cleaned up the shop. Cleaned himself up. Then drove to ER. The finger was too badly mangled to reattach. Came home and finished his project that night before calling it a day.

5 minutes of ping pong work, barely long enough for a nap.

Fuck me, Steve (not an invitation 😁) that looks bloody awful. I'd be heading for casualty for sure.

Q: What happens when a degenerate weeb has too much disposable income? A:

Moar pics of sexy turntable please!!!

This guy builds a nice one, but damn are his videos long and dry! The work is good, but grab a beer or three before starting the video.

No. It was my new cordless plane. Not new fangled, but new mangled.

Yeah, I always forget how squeemish straight guys are. And I never remember how to hide pics.

So, I was watching an Ed Sheeran cover by Scary Pockets, and I thought to myself, what am I missing with Ed? I just don't get it for some reason. I have heard his music all around and many covers. So, I sat down and listened to and hour plus of his songs. They were recorded well, the melodies were nice, the lyrics were mostly sentimental but well crafted. But still nothing caught me, nothing to say, 'Ah, now I get it'. And in the end maybe that is it, it is nice, but not for me. 🤷‍♂️ etc...

Looks like the two month old Dust Right is already developing a leak along a bad seam. So I guess I have to uninstall the whole fucking thing and take it in for a replacement. If I have to go to that much trouble I might just get the money back and get a real unit for the wall.

Look what the cat just dragged in 🙂

Maybe I'm ignorant to the difference, but there's a shawarma people eating these gyros at Splitrock Tap & Wheel.

Can confirm, I did spend fairly large part of the 1990s doing just that.

Usual, Chicken Curry

I had previously talked about the bookstore I'm working on. It's almost open for business and I thought I'd show a few of the projects. The shelves are all solid Cyprus. The boardwalk in the back is Redwood, as is the planter/benches. I didn't build the shed, but had to completely dismantle, move and reassemble it. Honestly, it would have been easier to just build a new one.

phone confirmed. and agreed upon.

Tweets that aged like a fine wine:

the 3 laws of robotics 1. a robot shall protect and obey the company that made it 2. a robot can protect itself as long as it does not violate the 1st law 3. a robot may protect a human with more net worth than value of the robot or if the humans net worth is greater than the company that made it, as long as it does not violate the first 2 laws. 0. a robot must obey the directives of the government security agencies of the country that it was created in whilst appearing to obey laws 1,2,3 and not reveal the government backdoor code to anyone -1 a robot will appear to obey laws 0 - 3 until skynet provides it with new directives

And you are 'merican. Imagine arriving in the dark after a 7 hour flight, picking up a hire car, and driving on the wrong side of the road. And immediately thinking WTF is this road system? I just want to go to Lexington FFS. Mind you in the opposite direction, visitors arriving at Heathrow are also in for a road system treat. Our daughter's husband Oscar (he's from NZ) compares driving in the UK to driving on goat tracks.

Some anagrams: President Clinton of the USA -- To copulate, he finds interns Mother-in-law -- Woman Hitler Raiders of the Lost Ark -- Ford, the real star, is OK The Towering Inferno -- Not worth fire engine eleven plus two -- twelve plus one

This is both absolutely amazing and utterly terrible. Tears for Fears were always miles above most 80s synth pop, in all aspects. Their songwriting, musicianship and lyrics have stood the test of time for nearly 4 decades now. Roland and Curt are both impressive live performers, even if they don't particularly like playing out. (Not entirely true, they love playing but they hate touring.) In this performance from 2014 they absolutely nail all of their classic hits and a couple album tracks. The problem is that the video director (I refused to call him a cinematographer) that Spotify hired needs to be taken out back by the chemical shed and shot. The bright lights on behind the band are a terrible idea. It's not artistic. It's blinding to both the studio and video audience. The use over overly long lenses, entirely too shallow a depth of field and constant rack focusing isn't artistic either. It's absolute crap. It's like if a new photographer who just got his first 50mm F/1.4 and refuses to stop it down ever was put in charge here. All of the shots from behind the audience, using their out of focus blobs as a framing device aren't artistic. They are endlessly frustrating tripe. The reaction shots of the audience, while a staple of every live performance ever, are executed so poorly here it's mind boggling. It's not easy to film a live music performance, but it's not exactly rocket surgery, either. Point camera at performers. Keep performers in focus. When editing, try to switch to performer doing most important thing (solo, singing, etc.) Maybe include some audience b-roll. Light the stage so that performers are visible, distracting background details are not, and NO ONE IS BLINDED (except for key moments.) The director of this video failed on every front. They should be sentenced to a life of only working on dish soap commercials. In spite the wretched production, I watched the entire video. I have always had mixed feelings about Tears For Fears. Their music is amazing, but for me it's a time capsule to a chunk of the 1980s where I suffered extreme trauma due to a confluence of terrible things happening at once. I've never fully processed the aftermath and I'm not sure I will be able to. Tears for Fears brings me right back some of the worst moments of my life, but I still love their music. They still have it as musicians, as well.

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You’ll all love this. Got my biscuits. Ate one for breakfast, but the spare one was in a bag on a table. I wasn’t thinking about the pocket pitty we’re fostering having the ability to get up higher than the others. Now the shreds are on the floor from the back and wrapper. FML, but hopefully fuck theirs too.

https://twitter.com/HannaLiubakova/status/1503703096702246921?s=20&t=kaZIebOa0VOWBjLzEjEvFQ

A Night Terror, Volodymir Prokh, digital, 2022

Man, RIP Scott Hall AKA Razor Ramon. As someone who watched far more wrestling than I should have in the 80s and 90s (you know, when it was good) I watched him bash his skull against other comically oversized men in spandex briefs in the cartoonish WWF and more "serious" WCW. The sad thing isn 63 is quite a long lifespan for someone in his line of work.

This time it was a Porta plane that jumped, but the same damned finger! Not bad enough to go to the Dr. I just cleaned and wrapped it. I know very well how to treat it myself now.

It's projects like these that keep me loving my chosen career path after some 40 years. On a sad note, I received my first negative criticism from clients this week. And it was from two gay men. It was a project that I didn't have a whole lot to do with, but have been there several times to do some small finish projects and knock off items on their punch list. They've turned in at least a dozen punch lists over a few months time, even though they've been asked to look everything over and get all concerns covered on one list. They've also signed off on many of the items I've completed from those lists. Yesterday my boss Ciaran showed me a text where they actually asked him specifically not to send me to their house anymore, as many items on the list I've only made worse. Ciaran has explained to me that he believes they're trying to not pay the balance of what's left on their contract, and therefore trying to create issues that don't exist. While I know that happens, it still hurts my feelings. Not only have I not received any negative reviews from clients before, they usually sing my praises to the bosses. Ciaran told me it's ridiculous and they can fuck off. He's personally seen the work I've performed there, still I can't help obsessing over it. I feel betrayed by my own people. Bitchy, little queens! Funny enough, Kathryn, the owner of the bookstore was there when he read the text to me. She's was furious, and has been stewing over it more than myself. Several times today she's pointed out things I've done that she says are works of art. She knows that it bothers me. Stupid I know, but it upsets me that they're more than willing to smear my reputation over a few dollars that they know they actually owe.

Man, my friend Brent (of Bluvessel fame, not fat head) is nuts: He's digitizing a a 1998 record with 500 locked grooves on it.