Stuff

I was yakking about content on the web a couple posts ago, this includes video. Jinks dropped by for a visit and left a tip on a great movie “Whatever happened to “The Floor Monkeys”. The video is in the vein of “Best in Show” and “Waiting for Guffman”, very well done and worth a look. There is actually something on U-tube besides two acne scarred teens jousting on tricycles.

Damn Illinois Nazis

Men and women of my father’s generation from around the world banned together and went to a lot of trouble to wipe out Nazism. I am having a rough time understanding why it is suddenly making a come back. One thing hasn’t changed the group is made up of thugs and the clinically insane. I’ve seen film of their demonstrations and marches – what an embarrassment. They make a great argument for limitations of the Right to free speech.

Smoke Alarms 101.

Our smoke alarms decided to go off this past weekend. Why I do not know. There was no fire, I didn’t set the grill up in the living room, and my wife didn’t turn the bathroom into a sauna by letting the shower run for forty-five minutes. The funny part is I didn’t have the slightest idea how to shut them off. I finally talked with an electrician who advised me to just trip the breaker and they would reset. They did and half an hour later they were going off again. I spent most of Sunday climbing up and down a ladder using canned air to blow the husky fur out of the detectors and replacing the batteries – figured while I was up there I might as well accomplish that little chore as well. I am not a ladder kind of guy. My basic rile of thumb is to never climb any higher then I care to fall. That rule has always worked well for me.

Birds Like to Fly Because They Don’t Have to Use the Airport…

Despite my rule on heights I will be climbing into an airplane towards the end of the month. Every time I get done with a flight I swear I will never get on another plane, but sure as hell, before you know it ol’ Phos is airborne again. It has almost become worse trying to run the gauntlet at the airfield than the actual flying. The crowds (I do like people, just not all at once), the luggage monkeys rummaging through my stuff, and the way the airlines have dehumanized us makes flying a real pain in the ass. Sometimes you have to fly, I understand that, but I sure as hell don’t have to like it.