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Hey any new college graduate or person with analog/power design experience and an electrical engineering degree, who'd like to live in Colorado, let me know. We're hiring and struggling to find people to interview.

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under the light of a full moon i transform into a creature that has the ability and means to accomplish tasks, im a werewithal

Why is it nearly 10, it was just past 8 a few minutes ago @_@

Today I put away the last washed load of laundry, so I could wash and hang-to-dry the duvet cover and stuff. That should be dry by Saturday, so Saturday will have only one load of laundry: clothes.

I keep postponing doing the dishes :/

But it's late now

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Personal opinion: If you haven't watched Jurassic World: Dominion yet, don't bother, just re-watch the original Jurassic Park movie(s)

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IP Address:
User-Agent string: "fedi-block-api ("
Why: actively compiling a database of who blocks who, expressly marketed to those who want that information for retaliatory harassment.

page snapshots for posterity: ① the website (note the “suggested” ban reason search string), ② the page (contains racial slur at the bottom)

It scrapes both pleroma and mastodon once a week, the next run will be on the 10th of August if any of you want to figure out fun ways to poison that data.

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What's the strangest thing you've ever found in a book?

Here's my story...

About 20 years ago or so, I was at a Salvation Army auction one morning. They were selling of tons (literally) of junk they'd had donated to them over the last few years or so; stuff that wasn't easily sold in their actual stores. A lot of it was good stuff, too.

One thing that immediately caught my eye was a pallet (6' high, 4' wide X 4' wide) of nothing but boxed up hardcover books. I looked through some of the books in the top boxes and realized that there were some very old, and often valuable, books in this boxes. I decided I'd bid on it a bit and see where it goes.

The auctioneer kept bringing up lot after lot, but not the pallet of books. I was getting impatient by the time the morning wore on. Finally, when he'd pretty much sold everything that was in the yard back there that morning, he brought up the pallet of books. There was only a small crowd of folks left by then (about 20 or so). He described the contents of the pallet briefly by saying, "Here you go, folks... a bunch of books".

He looked around at the faces in the crowd and said, "I'm opening the bidding at one dollar." I about shit myself. I bid the $1 immediately to get things rolling. Well, after I bid, he looked around and said, "Once, twice, sold that man there for $1." I just laughed... and wondered how the Hell I was going to get this pallet home and what I was going to do with all those books.

When I asked the auctioneer afterwards why he'd let it go so cheaply, he said, "Did you see anyone trampling you to get in a bid?" I said no, I didn't. His reply, with a smirk on his face, was, "Gotta' know your audience in this job."

Well, needless to say, I got the books home and spent a few years going through them and selling some, giving some away, etc. However, that's not the point of this story. The point was finding things in books. So, with that in mind...

There were quite a few books in this collection that had the name of a fellow in them. His name was Charles Lounsbury. He was evidently a well-educated man; many of his books were text books from Cornell University. Anyway, whilst thumbing through one of them one day, a small business card fell out into my lap. It was a dentist's appointment card for Mr. Lounsbury. It also had his address and phone number on it.

Just for grins and giggles, I called the number on the card. An older-sounding man answered on the first ring. I said "Hello" and gave my name. I then asked the fellow if he was Charles Lounsbury. He said he was indeed. I told him about all the books I'd bought and how I had found this dentist appointment card in one of them. He was BLOWN AWAY immediately upon hearing about the books.

He told me that his sister had possession of his personal library at the time of her death, but he had not spoken with her in many years. When she died, it seems that someone cleaning out her house had donated all her possessions, including Charles' books, to the Salvation Army. Mr Lounsbury was very interested in possibly seeing his books again. He was wanting to leave some of them to his grandchildren upon his demise.

I made a date for him to drive from Sarasota, FL up to my home in Tampa and take whichever of his books he wanted back. The following Saturday he showed up. He was absolutely amazed to find all his books in the middle of my living room (huge stack of books, here's a sampling):

Anyway, he picked out 10 of 15 of his prized books and asked if he could take them. I, of course, said yes... for sure. After that we sat and had some coffee and he told me his life story. It was a wonderful afternoon! Charles and I became pretty good friends after that for about 10 or so years, until his death at age 88.

It's amazing, sometimes, the things you find in books. :)

*This posting previously published on my blog:

Nocturnal Slacker v2.0 | Letters to the void…

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I fired up my long-disused NAS, and found the folder I thought I might have lost due to a USB stick failing saved on it. With contents!
So right now I'm copying stuff from the NAS onto another harddrive so I have 2 copies.

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You know I really enjoy #solarpunk, right? I'm super excited to now be in contact with and can work with their flexible solar modules. So far I received some samples and OMG! Check out how cool they look!

I really miss the function Firefox used to have where you could display a website in the left bar. Kinda really want to make a HTML document with search boxes for various sites and display it there.

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I don't think I've ever seen cultural differences explained so well in a single dictionary entry.

...maybe I should make a habit of proofreading posts before sending them...

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I have no idea how to feel about All That, so I guess I should do something else.

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So I walked home - which was actually nice and included an apportunity to watch a squirrel close up briefly - and a few minutes after arriving home I rememmbered I could have bought a tigital ticket on my smartphone!
Only when I tried to do that, I couldn't open the file where my password manager saved all the passwords, so I couldn't pay. So I couldn't have bought a ticket while on the bus that way, either.

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