October 6th, 2017

#5893: Quiet

Woke up needing the bathroom, a drink, and a snack. Ended up here for a quick perusal of e-mail and Friday's comics.

We're finally having a rainy night. It's the first time it's really rained in a couple of weeks at least. No lightning or wind, just a quiet, steady rain. It's cool, so the fans are off.

So, Thursday I started work on masking the kitchen. I've used half a roll of tape, and I still have plenty of masking to do before I can even think about painting. I'll have to move the stove and refrigerator out of the kitchen entirely to paint behind them, too. Naturally I found plenty of things that needed spackling, including a honey of a crack between the soffet and the partition wall. I folded a hunk of reinforcing mesh and stuck it into that corner; that ought to do it.

Sanding will probably only take a few minutes with the orbital sander, especially since I'm no longer using Harbor Freight sandpaper. I ran out of that, put a 1/4 sheet of 3M on, and mirabile visu I was able to do more than a couple of spots before the sandpaper started loading up with little stromatolites of spackle dust, which I'd then have to pry off the sandpaper with my thumbnail.

The new color is called "lemon parsnips". It's a paler yellow than it is now. It should look very nice.

Gave some more thought to putting another outlet under the counter on the south side of the kitchen. It really wouldn't take a heck of a lot of work, and I already have at least ten feet of flex conduit in the garage--which is the most expensive part--so I'd just need the outlet box, the retaining clamps, an outlet, and a cover. Heck, it wouldn't be more than a couple feet of flex conduit. Hard part? That's an exterior wall, so I'd have to contend with insulation and moisture barrier.

Procedure: Turn off power. Pull socket out of upper box. Cut the hole where the new outlet will go. Affix retaining clamp to end of flex conduit, fish conduit up to existing box through hole, secure in place. Attach wires to socket. Put upper socket back in box. Cut conduit to length, affix retaining clamp, secure to new box. Secure box to stud in wall. Wire outlet, install in box. Check continuity with meter and ensure wiring is correct. Attach cover plates. Turn on power.

The really hard part is getting the hole in the wall in the right place, and the right size. But then I wouldn't have an extension cord for the subwoofer snaking past the counter.

Once the work is done on the partition wall, I'll be running cable for the Ethernet port, and wiring that up. I'll probably have to do about the same thing in here, swapping the coax plate for a coax-and-RJ45 plate; I don't think they put in a box when they did that, though, so I'll be doing approximately the same operation in here that I'll be doing to the partition wall. I'll patch that port directly to the router, and a $20 100 Mb switch will be enough for the other end.

I got to play WoW for a few minutes a few days ago. Literally a few minutes--I got on Ricaroo, went to Brewfest, then returned to Ironforge and logged out. Otherwise, the only things I've done at the computer are blogging and job-hunting. I've just been too damned busy for games. I may be able to relax a bit and play games this weekend, though--after I cut the grass and do car maintenance, that is. Whee!

#5894: Fake job and wage data

BLS made up wage data. Big surprise; the BLS has been faking the data at least since 2009. Seems as if they didn't get the memo that Obama's no longer in office.

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This is an old story but it's still an interesting one. Neil Steinberg, opinion columnist for the Chicago Sun-Times, attempted to buy a gun in order to demonstrate how easy it is to do so, in the name of proving that We Need More Gun Control. The whole column drips with disdain for the personal ownership of weaponry.

I came to this column via somewhere else--a chain, one blogger referring to another, to the original article--and those other bloggers aren't Chicago natives. They didn't read the Sun-Times every day for years, so they wouldn't know that Steinberg is a leftist douchebag, and always has been. The subject and tone and even headline of the column come as no surprise to me whatsoever; and his conclusion upon being denied purchase of a gun is typical leftist horseshit.

The store completed the transaction and the background check for him, and sold him a rifle; but during Illinois' mandated 24-hour waiting period, the store canceled the transaction. In a statement the retailer sent to the paper, they said, "...it was uncovered that Mr. Steinberg has an admitted history of alcohol abuse, and a charge for domestic battery involving his wife."

The butthurt coming off the article is strong:
Gun dealers do have the right to refuse sales to anyone, usually exercised for people who seem to be straw purchasers. I told her I assume they wouldn't sell me a gun because I'm a reporter. She denied it. But hating the media is right behind hating the government as a pastime for many gun owners. They damn you for being ignorant then hide when you try to find out.
Gee, I wonder why gun owners hate the media so much? It couldn't possibly be the constant anti-gun drumbeat and the perennial characterization of gun owners as stupid, violent hicks. They just hate your ignorance, of course! And of course no media person has ever run a "gotcha!" story about gun owners after they cooperated and answered all their questions, right?

As I said, Steinberg is a typical leftist douchebag.

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Correlation does not imply causality but that's only if you can't find other evidence to support that causality. Heavily Democrat districts tend to have stricter gun laws and denser populations, and higher crime rates in general.

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He forgot one. He should have added, "Isn't even remotely funny." None of those comedians can tell a joke to save his life.

Related: "Is the Late-Night Talk Show Over?" It wouldn't be if they were funny, damn it.

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Animals that don't exist after all. The Liberian greenbul is a bird, and only one example has ever been found. It turns out that only one example of it has ever been found because the single example is actually a member of a common species with slightly different plumage.

Now, imagine an bird being found in an American forest with a similar variation in its plumage. Let's say it looks like a common robin but has an odd variation in the chest area such that it's not ruddy red, but brilliant white. Call it the "white-breasted robin", the first-ever found example of a very, very rare bird!

Why, it must be an endangered species! We need to protect its habitat! Shut down all exploitation of that forest immediately. That company that paid twenty million for its logging contract in the next forest over is just going to have to eat that cost, because what if there's another white-breasted robin in that forest? So what if that company has to go out of business--you can make another company, but you can't make another white-breasted robin once the species is extinct!

Despite fervent attempts to get a census of the species, no one ever sees another white-breasted robin. It's vanishingly rare! More forest is declared off-limits. More companies fail.

Time passes, and somehow some EPA stooge finds the white-breasted robin after it's died--maybe during another attempt to get a census--and it gets collected and cataloged and stored. Years later someone revisits the preserved singular example of the white-breasted robin, and it turns out that the white-breasted robin is a regular robin that had weird genetics.

...but the restrictions on land use, do they get rescinded? Does the EPA compensate anyone for the loss of their job, their business, their money?

This is why I think the EPA needs to buy the land it declares to be off-limits. Oh, it's rare for zoologists to make this kind of mistake, but the EPA has a history of blocking land use for much more mundane reasons, and the economic damage caused by their diktats is real. Making them buy the land would limit them to actions which would actually benefit biodiversity, instead of them being able to do whatever the hell they want to "just in case".

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This sounds like an excellent reason to bring back DDT. And also, a fantastic reason never to go to Madagascar.

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Cloudy, cool, damp day. Whee!

#5895: Kitchen painted

It took all day, but it's done. I used up an entire roll of masking tape to mask it. Now I just need to get Mrs. Fungus' approval on the paint, and then I'll put the appliances back where they belong and so forth.

And then it's on to the computer room.

Next week I have two interviews scheduled--one Monday, one Wednesday--and I have a feeling it's going to be up to me which job I end up working at.

I'm of two minds on that point. One of them is so close to home I could just about walk there if I gave myself enough time. I'd bet it's Monday through Saturday, meaning reps would have Sunday and one other day off. The other job is up in Warrenville, but its base wage is higher--enough to cover the "commute tax"--and no weekends, meaning both Saturday and Sunday off.

Well, we'll just have to see how things go. I do have to point out that the instant I stopped applying solely for technical jobs, and went for straight customer service positions, this happened. Hence, this.

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The thing is, the recreational dose of LSD--the one that makes you hallucinate--is actually an overdose. If you take a correct dose of LSD, it merely makes you more imaginitive and creative. (I seem to recall that the person who invented dynamic RAM did it while under the influence of a "microdose" of LSD.)

Turns out to be fairly useful stuff, LSD, but of course because some people use it recreationally it must be banned.

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It makes me sick that Tesla is making all kinds of cars and Elio has foundered. One is super-sexy and expensive electric car, oh-so-good for the environment; the other is simple and inexpensive, and uses no new technology to realize a drastic savings in fuel use.

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As for the computer room, I expect I can get it cleaned out and masked and prepped for paint in the three days that I have no scheduled activities next week. We'll have to see how we do, but I don't think that'll be too difficult.

But first I need to finish the partition wall. Maybe mud that Monday afternoon, if I'm not completely exhausted.

Could be worse, right?