June 14th, 2018

#6242: After this post, everything must get done

I really had hoped that today would be a day of rest. It did not work out that way; yesterday was a complete fiasco thanks to the contractor showing up at 7 AM, which was a lot earlier than I'd expected. (Someone had told us "10:30". My alarm was set for 8.) If I'd been able to get some work done while he was here, that would have helped, but I was too tired (and suffered an attack of hypoglycemia too) to do very much in there.

Oh, well. Got the second coat on the ceiling last night; it's done. Then I set to work on paint prep, but that was a lot more onerous than I'd expected, mainly because in getting the old curtain rods down, the dining room curtain rod standards just pulled out of the wall, mollyscrews and all, leaving rather large holes. *sigh*

Painting a ceiling is hard, and this is the single largest room in the house to boot--the combined living and dining rooms are probably a good 20'x25', with a notch taken out of one corner for the front hallway. I usually underestimate distances, so guesstimating that it's probably about 350 square feet is probably not far wrong. And unlike the ceiling in the other part of the house (which runs over kitchen, family room, and front hall) I did the entire thing at one go--twice in as many days.

Which is why I feel so highly tenderized right now.

So my plan is to do a few minor errands and get some food, and then I'm going to jump in and see what I can accomplish. But first, today's post while I finish waking up.

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"Golden Throat" is the name I heard for this effects box. Always kind of liked the idea. It's really not as ubiquitous in 1970s music as the writer suggests, though; a few bands used it in a few songs. It's just that many of those songs ended up being popular for this or that reason.

Jeff Lynne (of ELO) liked using the Vocoder, which was essentially the same thing except that it included a keyboard. You talked into the microphone and hit keys on the instrument, and it modulated the voice. At its most basic, the Vocoder was a synthesizer which used the human voice as its primary input rather than a voltage-controlled oscillator. Analog synthesizers were complex beasts, but you could literally make any sound with them, depending only on how many patch cords you had.

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I have a lot of trouble with how cellular services are marketed in the US. Not the least because I answered billing calls for one of them.

To me, "unlimited" means that you're never throttled or reduced or constrained--you know, limited--in any way. Their voice and text plans are truly unlimited, so that if you wanted to spend your entire billing period talking on the phone you could do that. Likewise, sending 65,000 texts (note to future: this is a reference to a recent story about an insane woman stalker who somehow sent 65,000 text messages to her target) won't generate any surcharges. Talk and text is literally "unlimited".

But getting a speed reduction at 75GB is not "unlimited". It's a 75GB data plan. Sure, the bits keep flowing when you hit your limit, but let's face it: 3G data is like dialing up with a 56kmodem. 2G is all but unusable when accessing modern content.

Oh--incidentally, the seasons have changed, so Verizon has come out with a new plan:
Verizon currently offers "GoUnlimited" for $75 and "BeyondUnlimited" for $85. The $95 "AboveUnlimited" will be available starting June 18, Verizon announced today.
Most people use about 5 GB per month; Mrs. Fungus and I use less than 3GB combined because we don't live on our phones. There are a relative few people who use a lot of data on their phones; there are some sensible uses for cellular data but if you're not using your cellular data to help you earn a living you shouldn't use much more than about 3-5GB per month.

I remember helping people manage their data use and was so glad when someone paid the $5 a month for the feature than let them allocate data to family members. It was usually then merely a discussion over who got how much, and helping the customer make adjustments to those allocations. Having one kid burn through 18 GB of data in a week--and yes this happens a lot--was therefore not possible unless something had gone wrong, and things usually did not go wrong.

The cellular company that comes out and gives us some huge data package with unlimited talk and text and doesn't assrape you over any of it will find itself inundated with business. Of course they won't make money hand over fist like the big cellular companies do, but they'd turn a tidy profit nonetheless.

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There's so much oil out there, it's got to be stored in ships. No one has any room for it.

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Autoplay warning, but Politicians consistently and continually demonstrate that they have absolutely no understanding whatsoever of the nature of CAUSE AND EFFECT. If you reduce penalties on crimes, you get more of them. This is not that hard to understand.

Related: It doesn't help when leftists pull their usual linguistic shenanigans. "Oh, this poor black child was sentenced to 5 years in prison for stealing a pair of sneakers, when that white man was given only three months for rape. YOU ALL RACISS!!!"

...the black child used a gun to steal the sneakers. The leftist who is complaining about the raciss penal system left out that inconvenient little detail.

Armed robbery is a felony. If you stick a gun in someone's face in order to make him give you his property, that's a serious crime, and it merits five years in the slammer (at least.)

When you look at the rape case in detail, you learn that the white man stuck his fingers in the unconscious woman and in general acted like a complete cad. But what he did not do is put a gun in her face or anything. They were at a party, she got drunk to the point of passing out, and he touched her inappropriately. He was stopped before he could do too much of anything to her.

These cases are completely different cases. Apples and oranges do not mean RACISS.

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Well, another one bites the dust. Fake science did not start abruptly; it's been around a long time. "...[T]he single most famous experiment in social science turns out to have been a fraud:..."
One of the most famous and influential psychology studies of all time was based on lies and fakery, a new exposé reveals.

The Stanford prison experiment purported to show we are all naturally inclined to abuse positions of power--after volunteers randomly assigned to act as prison guards began abusing volunteer inmates in a mock prison.

But now a report from author and scientist Dr Ben Blum claims the research was all a sham. It points to recordings found in archives at Stanford University which show the study's author Professor Philip Zimbardo encouraged guards to treat inmates poorly.

Also, one volunteer prisoner has now admitted to faking a fit of madness that the study reported was driven by the prison's brutal conditions.

The revelations have sent scientists into uproar, with some calling for the experiment and its findings to be wiped from psychology textbooks worldwide.
You see, it's not science when you construct the experiment to deliver a certain result. It's not science when you alter the data to fit your preconceived notions.

Related: Alfred Kinsey. That wasn't science, either.

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"Democrats should be honest...." If they did that, no one would believe them. See also "The Boy Who Cried Wolf".

Margaret Thatcher's most famous quote applies. Socialiasts don't want to use their money for socialism; they want to use other peoples' money for it. That's why socialists don't all get together, pool their money, and divide it equally amongst themselves.

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I still can't believe those dining room curtain rods.

Well--off I go.


Oh cripes, did I need it.

Instructions say "let caulk cure for 24 hours before using shower." Installer said, "Better off letting it cure for at least 32 hours."

I was going to put the replacement cartridge in the master bath shower, move the cat box out (temporarily) and have a shower there--but then I figured, how much more is silicone caulk going to cure in an hour, after it's been curing for 31?

So I took a shower. It was glorious. All my worries about the new faucet have been dismissed; it's one of those "single force" kind like you find in hotels. But it works fine. Shower head had that flow restrictor thing in it, so it wasn't very powerful, but we have another shower head we're going to install, and this was okay for now.

Then I tried to wet my head, and the water couldn't even get to my scalp.

No. NO. If this was no good for me, it definitely wasn't going to suit my wife.

I paused my shower and acquired tools and popped the flow restrictor out; once the shower head was installed I cranked it back up and BLAST there was plenty of pressure and flow now!

The temperature control is finicky; a nudge on the old faucet that would have cooled it by perhaps five degrees, on this one, turned comfortably cool water to OMG FREEZING in a heartbeat.

I've been working on the living and dining rooms since Tuesday night. Tonight I got the dining room walls painted; then I went to get the pizza I couldn't have last night. Once I'd eaten some, I put a second coat on the dining room and started working on the living room. The living room has now had all the edging done, and when I get home tomorrow night I can bust out the roller and finish the job.

My one real complaint with Little Caeser's is that they put all the toppings on top of the cheese. That's okay with pepperoni, but sausage etc should be under it. Otherwise, everything just slides off.

But I needed that shower, because I last showered Tuesday morning. The guy showed up too early for me to get a shower, and after he was finished there was the restriction on not using it; last night I had a sponge bath, which helped only by degree.

Everything hurts, though. I'm going to bed soon.