Make a snowman.

Sarcasm noted, but, when you spread the buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuulllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllshiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit that thick it runs out the side of the sandwich.

Oh, I'll still eat it. It's what I was born to. Eating shit.

Nonsense, no bullshit. You made your point and didn't get into a fight or arrested. That is a win every time, everywhere. :p:

:mad:The heat at my farm house went off when it was -2. I had checked the house the morning before, but it must have been cooling down then - just not enough to notice. Friday morning, 5 cracked radiators (the old cast iron ones built into the wall). Just had the $$@@!!??? furnace cleaned too. Going to just get heat going where we can next week, then wait until warmer weather to continue.:mad:

Huge bummer, nowhereman. :(
What caused the boiler to fail, interrupted fuel, failed pump, electrical fault? Even at -2 ( I assume F, or -19 C) to break the radiators that fast is crazy, even in an un-insulated farm house. Like you said, it must have been cooling when you checked it. How did you discover the five were broken, frozen up with no heat means no water running crossed the room to tip you off. Hopefully you can prevent more damage by containing the water as it thaws.

awful

Sorry nowhere man. That's harsh.

Don't know why it failed to start. Called the HVAC guy right away (the one who cleaned the furnace). We drained the system and I have a couple of heaters going. I could see his gears turning trying to figure out why it stopped. Simple matter of hitting the reset, but I didn't realize it was out. The radiators are set into the wall, and the back side is just the outside wall of the house, no insulation there. I'm supremely pissed, but it's done and I have to deal with it. They didn't leak much - we drained the system before they had a chance to thaw. Oh, and today I'm having a chimney liner installed at our main house. (Can I do a Kickstarter for life expenses...):D

It's easy to understand why you're supremely, I think I'd add violently, viciously, Lannister pissed, myself. Good luck with your repairs. :thumb:

Better than it could have been. Only 3 radiators are bad, trying to source replacements, these are the cast iron ones that set into the wall.Heat is back on, fingers crossed. The one good thing is that when they froze, they didn't leak water on the hardwood floors.
Sigh... just one more thing ...

Sorry you have to deal with this. I know they froze, but how did the radiators fail? Every one I've seen has threaded rod holding multiple cast iron segments tightly together. I'd imagine that when the water in one freezes and the ice expands, the damage might just be confined to one or two segments, and then the pressure would be relieved in the rest. But that's just a guess. Can they be repaired by just removing broken segments and making them a little shorter?

I would be afraid that by disassembling and reassembling these old radiators, it might cause even more problems. Still not sure why the furnace stopped.
The back side is just the uninsulated outside wall of the house, so the cold just came right through.

You're right, disassembling then trying to reassemble the corroded old sections, especially if they are threaded nipples, but even with the threaded rod and push nipples, is daunting. :bonk:

After that discussion, what was pissing me off doesn't seem as dire. That's a good thing.

Figuring out how to live with a crazy man is alternately pissing me off and exhausting me. But hey, that's marriage. To those of you who eschew it, power to ye.

:biglaugha

Yeah that was an awesome description of pissedoffedness.

My left knee went out again last night. And I spent a good while on the fucking floor. Later I crawled to my bed and finally got up. Then sometime later went to take a leak and the sob went out again. Nothing like laying in the damn floor and pissing on yourself

especially if you're not into that kind of thing. That sucks man. Do you have one of those life alert things? maybe you oughta?

Or a brace, or a cane?

that sounds awful buster.

So sorry, Buster.
I fell badly twice in my last drinking period. I was anaesthetised by the alcohol and I suppose I'd chosen to incapacitate myself... Also, no pee involved.
But I remember the sheer helplessness, the indignity of lying there. The inability to move in a way that wouldn't cause more hurt or damage.
I managed to right myself fairly quickly the one time, as I'd fallen in a fairly clear area. The second time I fell on a pile of cans and other rubbish and ended up passing out. That was pretty much at The End.

I respect your strength.

I'm with Biggie, maybe a knee brace would help?

I've got 2 of the damn things. but they keep slipping down or pull the hide off. One is a high dollar thing like what pro ball players use.

Bummer. Can you get any help fitting it properly?

Not yet.

This: http://www.mlive.com/news/ann-arbor/...l#incart_river

*^$$^&&*fucking ^&*%*@#bag.

It IS a nice area, it's pretty safe. It's round the corner from me. but some assholes prey on the weak and this douchebag copied a couple of juvenile deliquents and attacked an old man. FFS.

I saw one Dwellar's post that said Comcast was the 2nd worst internet provider.
I disagree. Obviously, it's the worst...

Weeks ago, I got a letter from CC saying they were sending me a new internet modem - FREE !

I waited, and waited, and waited... and finally I called CC.
Again they said the modem would shipped soon.
I waited, and waited, and it finally arrived.

But since the modem I bought from CC a few years ago (to avoid monthly charges) was still working,
I didn't even open the box. I waited to see if there would be new charge on my monthly bill.

Yes, today, there it is !!! $10.00 per month...
and there's a note on my CC billing saying the new modem has not yet been activated.

I tried calling CC, and the first recording said my OLD modem was not giving me the pleasure I deserved,
and I should press #1 to get a new (better) modem delivered to my house.

I did not press #1.
I waited, and waited, and eventually a recording repeatedly asked what I wanted.
After enough incorrect "automated-voice-interpretations", I got thru to CC's wait-for-a-human-being line,
and there a recording told me there could be a 17-minute wait due to CC's unusual number of calls.

The next recording told me I had some "inactive equipment", and I could go on-line to find
the nearest CC service center where I could pick up a new modem.

I decided, instead, to tell the recording where to go, and hung up.

Anyone want a new, in-the-box, "free", CC modem ?
Leave your message on my "voice-activated answering machine".

they did that to us too. or something like that. hate them

I hate them hard too. I fired them many years ago. Fuck cancer? Fuck Comcast.

You know what's pissing me off today? I'd love to tell you. 8 dudes attacked a large fucking airbase in Iraq today. 8 dudes. The US didn't even respond in time with drones and a couple of choppers. My right wing friends, all of em, are all fucking up in arms posting stupid shit about how 300 marines are surrounded by ISIS, pray and lets start the big war machine up and go whoop some ass. Stupidest shit I've seen this week at least. God damn that pisses me off.

War marketing and we're going to buy in.

Wow - so many media reports and none of them mention that the number of ISIS fighters was: 8. So much hype and drama about American troops being in danger, even though they were across the very large base, a few km away. 8 dudes, seriously?

And not let truth get in the damn way, either. :tinfoil:

Goddammit. I am without a doubt the stupidest fucking idiot I know. Not one functioning brain cell. Just, a goddamn moron. I left my Kodak camera in the jeep for a day or two, and remembered it last night. When I brought it in, it immediately began sweating, literally, water ran down my hand before I got the length of the house. So, I, in my infinite fucking wisdom, opened the little door where the card and battery go. I pulled out the card and battery, and left the little door open so that any condensation inside would get air and dry right the fuck out. Which it did. Then, when I was putting things back together today, I powered up the camera, and was greeted with "The camera has lost the date/time and needs to be reset.", and then showed me the options: Reset Time/Date, and Cancel.

GODDAMN IT.

You see, friends and neighbors, some time ago all the buttons on the back of my stoic little Kodak decided to cease to function. All I can see, all I'll ever see, is that message: "The camera has lost the date/time and needs to be reset." Nothing can be done. There is nothing to be done. "The camera has lost the date/time and needs to be reset."

I coddled this camera for two years, making sure it never, ever ran the battery down. I would be doing something, and all of a sudden "Ooh, I better charge the Kodak!", because I knew it was over if the battery ever went dead.

That little camera would take pics that put the big, bulky Fujifuckingpieceofgoddamnshit I bought to shame. The Fujifuckingpieceofgoddamnshit has never taken a pic that even compares with those Kodak pics. EVER.

And I took the battery out. Fuck. FUCK.

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I loved that little camera. Thinking on it, now, it may well have been my favorite possession. I cannot readily think of anything I own that I've thought more of, than that camera.

Goddamn I'm a fucking idiot.

I'm sorry grav. I liked your pictures too.

I can't help but notice that there seems to be more wrong with that camera than an error message on the screen. :bolt:

Shit, Grav. That's angry.

I loved my Kodak. And my Mum's Kodak (bought to replace mine because it was the only digital camera she'd learned how to use).

But once again Dad "tidied away" the charger, so she had to get a whole new camera. Hmmmm. Bear in mind this is the third or maybe even fourth such incident. He has Alzheimers, she doesn't, you'd think she'd learn.
Also she said, "I don't think it was a very good camera anyway." Yes it was, Mother. You thought it was bad because you keep trying to take photos of two lively little boys in one shot and don't get why the camera focuses between the two of them.
And then, after asking my advice about a replacement you then buy the cheapest one on the market which finishes the job of trashing my nails as I try to insert the card and battery because it's not nice and chunky like the one it's replacing, it's plasticky and feeble and I wish you luck with it because I can't write you a crib sheet like I did with the Kodak because I'm completely unfamiliar with it...

So I feel your pain.
But I only bit off my fake fingernails, I didn't attack them with a hammer.

Oh, I fixed the error message. It doesn't come up. Anymore.

I was angry. So very angry indeed. At myself. Still am, and will be for not a little while. So I broke out the ol' ST5010 ACME Decombobulator.

Also:

I require closure.

A hammer is a wonderful thing.

I still can't believe I took the battery out.

:facepalm:

You gotta find old man winter and shoot him dead.

Don't ever wear fake nails.

Words of wisdom right there.

Is a fake hammer required to hit fake nails?

C'mon, it's a reasonable question.

Does one need to have false teeth to chew false nails?

You need fake plastic trees.
And nails in your feet.

The hockey team manager (who has an incoming goalie) has been an asshole all season. ridiculously nasty when there's absolutely no provocation -even to my son, not just us...... and we have learned that this is a known modus operandi for him, we are not alone..... but anyway, I sent an email to the youngest's hockey team to see if any of them wanted to know about the high school team and I accidentally cc'd the manager in my reply to one mom. (I was looking up his email address to include it and forgot to remove it). I haven't said anything judgmental about anything but it was kind of a vague and quick intro and I just know he's going to launch some horrendous attack about my incompetence. And that's exactly the kind of shit he loves to jump on. I suspect I was 10 minutes wrong in the start time of the game I invited her to watch, for example (because his original email about it was 10 minutes wrong, but he's like a walking Inner Party -he is always correct and what he says right now is what has always been the case.... I really shouldn't care, but I may have to deal with the asshole for 6 more years and I'd rather not be subjected to this every time I try to be helpful, but I don't want to stop that :9


Oh well, thanks for listening. I guess I'm less pissed off now I've ranted, but I wish I hadn't been so stupid. most likely I'll get a "why did you copy me on this, you stupid bitch" email. Or there could be a missive directing the team not to answer any questions in case we stupidly answer wrongly which is of course far worse than not answering at all....... Did I mention what an asshole this guy is? ask beest. and he's never nasty about anyone.

Hey fuckers. I don't work for the goddamn food co-op company. Nor do I work for the trucking company. And I definitely don't work for UPS, who was actually at fault this time for your delayed delivery.

Guess what? My order was on that delayed truck just like yours. And the new 7-hours-late timeslot fucked up my day too. And I'm terribly sorry that you couldn't make it to the drop point, but not as sorry as I am that I offered to take your shit with me instead of just leaving it on the ground in the outlet mall parking lot. It's not my fault that I now have to be at my daughter's speech therapy appointment instead of delivering your shit, and YOUR shit, and YOUR shit personally to your homes, for free, because I'm a goddamn unpaid volunteer.

Come and fucking get it. Or don't. I honestly don't care if any of you get your 12 bottles of organic tomato sauce or not. You can't talk to my manager because I don't fucking have one. So bite me.

Oh you volunteers are all alike, every damn one of you has a secret personal life, while trying to make the world think you're all selflessness and light. http://cellar.org/2012/bwekk.gif

This is one reason I stopped volunteering. Let people pick up their own shit. I volunteered for a child mental health organization in the '90s and it ended badly. The sense of entitlement is way too high.

Damn, girl. Take a deep, calming breath, and relax.

Why is it that if I have something important coming up - my Viva tomorrow morning - all sorts of shit happens?

I've had a bad back on and off for a few weeks, but this morning it was awful - I woke up with the pain and couldn't get out of bed. Couldn;t lift myself up to sit up - Tried rolling left - then right - couldn't make it all the way - tried sliding my legs off the bed - got stuck.

Eventually made it out of bed half on the floor and got stuck again.

At this point I'm thinking - shit what if it's like this tomorrow when I have to be up at the crack of dawn to get to Leeds for the Viva?


I managed to struggle onto the landing and find some painkillers in the cabinet - took 2 ibuprofen and 2 paracetemol. Then a wave of pain and the feeling like something was coming loose made me feel really queasy - and then I broke out in a cold sweat, muscles turned to jelly and felt like i was going to faint - by now I'm back in the bedroom - tried to get to the bed to lower myself down (rather than fall if i did faint) lost my balance, couldn't correct and ended up falling - bashed my forearm on the wood of the bed frame, took a nice big chunk of skin off - now bleeding profusely from arm, stuck on the floor - ribs feel like something's popped. hella painful.

Then the sudden feeling that i need the loo, like fucking right now...crawled to the bathroom, managed to use the loo (tmi - not fun) and rinse my arm a bit then started to feel like I was going to throw up or faint - it passed by and I made my way carefully downstairs -

Got downstairs and the quesy hit again, this time I was definiotely going to upcheck, so carefully, but as quick as i could got back up to the bathroom and threw up.

More sudden cold sweats.

Thankfully the worst of the pain eased and the queasiness abated enoughfor me to very carefully walk the dog (with mum and nelle just to be safe) and get some prep work for tomorrow done.

But still in quite a lot of pain and worried about tomorrow morning.

Somehow this evening I have to try and have a bath (which is a bastard because there's a leak in the bathroom which means no water can be let out down the bath - therefore has to be scooped out by bucket and thrown down the sink) and wash my hair. All while moving very fucking carefully indeed.

Ugh, bad times, sorry to hear of this D!

If you're not actually ill, sounds like your body is reacting to all the stress of the event with physical symptoms... the anxiously-ill among us recognize it with terror.

can you have painkillers, hot water bottle and kettle on hand by the bed for the morning? Did you ice your back at all today?

Crap....

Sorry Dana!

Thanks all:)

Haven't done the heat/cold thing - I never quite know what's best and last time I tried a heat patch it seemed to make it slightly worse (or was just coincidental with it getting worse anyway).

Will definitely have painkillers and a drink to hand for when i wake - am getting an early night and settin the alarm for 6am to give myself time to get ready slowly with the help of the painkillers.

On the upside, I managed to do all the prep I had intended to do and having done a full read through I'm a little happier with the thesis than I was a few weeks ago.

Maybe I missed it, but did you ever find the missing files ?

I figured they would show up a week after you turned in your dissertation.
... at least that's how the devil bedevils me.

Hoping tomorrow is better...

Yeah, that resonates.



Y'know I never did. I am more than a little baffled by it. One thing I did notice though, was that whlst doing some work on a file at uni a few weeks ago, I tried to save and got a message saying that the file was read only - and that pressing save would close the document without saving (or something like that). I didn;t really take it on board but I have wondered since, if maybe when I lost that work I'd been working on a read only copy without realising (I have no idea why the file at uni was read only - it was just a working text doc) but didn't get the warning because of it being an old version of Word.

Though - I'd have surely noticed stuff not being there the next day when I worked on it again.

I dunno. My computers are in a dreadful state so I'll probably find at some point, accidentally moved to an unrelated folder with the wrong title so it doesn't show up on search or something. it's probably lost amongst the Doctor Who books.