Sometimes I don't have the time or inclination to post threads. I am just too tired.
So I am going to drop a couple a swimmers in the pool and see what flushes out.
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Dropping a couple of swimmers in the pool
Sometimes I don't have the time or inclination to post threads. I am just too tired.
So I am going to drop a couple a swimmers in the pool and see what flushes out.
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I don't read all of Legal Insurrection, so I didn't notice you over there. Are you posting as TY? I used to read Powerline, but noticed that most of what was there I had already read elsewhere. They're good, but I took them out of the rotation.
Legal Insurrection is moving up quickly and has been an excellent blog. The comments aren't filled with nasty fights, and it's mostly a classy joint. I like his daily blog and daily post over in the sidebar to the right. And the tip feature nicely deflects some of the nonsense away from the posts. People can promote themselves or grind their axes over there.
Whether your comments sink or float depends on their gas content.
I enjoy reading LI and Ace of Spades Headquarters. Power line was at one time quite interesting, it has become less so in the past couple of years.
Ditto the above.
I also like the Belmont Club (Richard Fernandez). Great analysis.
Also enjoy Canada's 'Five Feet of Fury' (Kathy Shaidle).
Hot Air is changing. It must be the new ownership.
Because everyone was talking about Hot Air.
American Renaissance and SBPDL are the only two sites remotely close to telling the truth about the catastrophe enveloping us.
Troop, you did a good deed posting a comment at starved for comments Powerline.
Hot Air jumped the shark when it added Ed Morrissey. Malkin is a genius; she's started two immensely popular blogs and sold them.
You're not supposed to read SBPLD, ricpic; you know that!.
Theodore Dalrymple is brilliant, if depresing.
Not sure whether dropping a swimmer refers to posting TY-style comments at other blogs or posting note-like posts here rather than freshly hatched stories, new twists and invigorating aberrations.
Even though the original, hand tailored stuff is the best and finest kind, having you/TY show up alive with comment fodder on a semi-regular basis is what matters most.
It's my belief those who are here will read and comment regardless of what you post as long as you turn up. Throw some fresh chlorine in every now and then, run the hose to refill and dump the skimmer basket. Take the temperature and add heat when needed. I grew up with a built-in pool that was nothing but work and swore I didn't want a pool of my own. Then we put in a used 24 ft above-ground as a family project in early 2000, landscaped it to fit into the land, and have been happy, happy, happy with it ever since. Not near the fuss of the larger in-ground job.
We had a hot tub for years, until it started leaking. Going into a hot tub on a sub zero winter night, looking @ the stars and satellites in their identical orbits was great. The thing took a lot of maintaining. Well, that's what my bride told me anyways. Getting into the tub on those freezing nights was work. But, getting out was a breeze.
Two other good blogs are Samizdata and Small Dead Animals. Could someone spell out SBPDL?
stuff black people don't like.
dot blogspot dot com
Title of a recent post "Why Not Just Make it Illegal to Fire/Arrest/Discipline/Hold Responsible/Reprimand/Ignore/Criticize Black people?"
Ask Crack.
He'd be down with it.
It's how he rolls now.
Except for the discipline part. He likes him some discipline. As long as it's being done by a white woman, of course.
Thanks, Cody.
I also really like neo-neocon.
Which one of you mooks was hammering AA over at Insty's place?
All I can say is - well done!
Sixty - Which thread?
Weren't me--I'd rather go to Crackerses Cracked Up House of Racism and Bitterness than Insty's place.
Truth be told--it always gives me a little grin when Crack punches up at Insty.
You ever have one of those days where you just want to blow something up?
I should avoid the innertubez today I think.
Sixty, what do you wear for respiratory protection when working with wood dust?
Or have your lungs simply developed a nice callous layer of protection?
Haz - the ten year blogiversary.
CJ - when green turning I don't wear any dust gear - the chips are coming off the wood wet and large. To inhale one of those would be a problem.
When sanding furniture I wear a dual element respirator with charcoal filters.
When sanding a bowl I use an over-the-head rig - includes face shield, hearing protection, a hard hat and a cloth to seal the whole thing. I cinch that down around my neck and the thing is pretty air tight.
Since I need to breathe, I attach the air supply vent on the back of the hardhat to a hose which runs from an air purifier to the helmet.
The air purifier, in turn, is connected to a PVC pipe which goes outside to fresh air. The pipe has an 90 degree elbow pointing down so I don't breathe rain, and also has a coarser air filter in it to keep out birds and insects. I hate inhaling humming birds, just saying.
I built all that from pieces parts, including the air purifier which I found on the curb in my old neighborhood. I asked my neighbor why he threw it away, he said "Because I lost the remote".
Your loss is my gain, you lazy person you.
I get my breathing tested every so often - I can still do okay, beat the average score for men my age, but I am no where near as well off as I was when I was a cyclist. I could breathe in those days, I'm gonna tell ya what.
Now I mainly wheeze.
Pretty funny--the only positive comment in the AA post was reported. I wonder if it'll start another "reporting" war.
I've never understood why Glenn still likes her and gives her so much traffic.
Nice, Sixty.
I have one of those 3M helmet systems with filters the air and sends pure air down over the face shield, keeping positive pressure. It's a little annoying to wear, but I've been known to have some allergy type problems from some dusts so...better to be annoyed than...you know, dead.
I guess.
And btw, Sixty, that sounds terribly complicated.
I'm pleased to 'know' someone with the imagination and ability to out Rube Mr. Goldberg though.
And I don't know why Glenn likes her that much either. Especially after the bullshit Annie Outhouse spewed in his wife's direction about her book.
It's a reason I won't go there. I'd rather go to Limper's Litterbox and read nothing but little debbie and Titus posts.
I get contact dermatitis from freshly cut black walnut and Atlantic white cedar regardless of how fresh it is.
I really don't want to develop any more reactions to wood - you know, the whole anaphylactic shock thing and the falling over dead thing. That will get here soon enough, as EPR predicted in 2009.
Titus posts at Lem's?
Sixty, you could probably cook meth with that SCUBA gear.
Yeah, it sounds complicated, but I needed filtered, pressurized air provided to my helmet without using a battery pack or just trying to filter shop air - that place gets dusty - one spark and I'll be in the next county dusty.
I figured it out one piece at a time, over time, and I was even able to move it from my old shop to the new one. As long as it works I am good with it.
This winter one goal was to develop a dust collection system that will work in an area a bit larger than my lathe work zone. I have ideas, just haven't gotten to it yet.
Titus posts at Lem's?
doesn't he pop in on occasion? I know he did--but I haven't been there for some time so have no recent knowledge.
Although I remember a time the drunken proprietor there thought one of Titus' inane and hurtful rants was so funny he highlighted it and made a post out of it, saying something like "look how clever this is".
Always shocked me there wasn't more pushback over that crap, actually.
How're you today, chickenlittle?
What's the weather like where you are? It's rainy and in the low 40's here.
El Pollo Rainman has returned to his roots.
How you doin', CL?
Sixty, I did buy one of those triple filter 3 speed box filters (mine is a Jet) that I run whenever I'm doing anything in the shop. I want to pipe the whole place for a real dust collection system...but...maybe next year.
Plus one of my furnaces (my house has two) is in the shop. So I can't let too much dust happen.
Oh no. No I can't.
ricpic said ...
Troop, you did a good deed posting a comment at starved for comments Powerline.
Perhaps. Powerline would be far better off if it allowed comments from the general public (...e.g., Google, Disqus, et al) than its limitation to Hotmail, Facebook, AOL, and Yahoo... I have a Facebook account (mostly private) and I can't even read the comments at Powerline.
Pshaw. Why bother reading there?
Been better, Sixty.
Been better, Sixty.
Sorry to see that, chix.
Hopefully it's something relatively easily solved that doesn't leave a lasting mark.
Dude man, you know we worry about you - let us know if there is anything we can do.
Since we are floating turds, let me float one: Why does anyone care what happens with TOP? Really?
Last summer not enough? Not enough pseudo-psychoanalytical bullshit yet?
Man, I was a believer, until I wasn't. I embarrassed myself by defending idiocy.
What "Sixty" said CL, and Cody Jarret too. You ARE one of the reasons I read here and elsewhere.
I don't know as I care about Annie Outhouse and her sick little minion, Ari.
With me it's more of a "holy crap people really still care about that twat?" that draws me into talking about her. But I don't go there, and I skip more and more of the posts and comments about whatever's happening there.
I sort of feel about her like I feel about the NY Jets or even the Yankees. Interesting and amusing to abuse periodically, but basically, they have no bearing on anything in my life.
It used to be fun to torture Meade by publicly discussing his fondness for accommodating Annie's strap on fetish...our little rotisserie boy....
And of course the Giants are even more irrelevant than the Jets.
Or even the Packers.
So there's that.
Cody Jarrett said...
With me it's more of a "holy crap people really still care about that twat?"
We agree then :-)
What embarrasses me is that I didn't "get it" for so long. Man I thought I had grown up.
I noticed that post at Instapundit this morning and thought about taking a shit to kick things off, but decided to be respectful of his turf. I recall Legal Insurrection referenced her awhile back and she was destroyed in the comments.
I've never understood why Glenn still likes her and gives her so much traffic.
I wonder if it has to do with her perseverance and seemingly piquant (from Old French, present participle of piquer, to prick, goad ) ways.
As for Titus "posting", he shows up in the LL comments to drop a turd every now and then. His latest prickish remark at Lem's was a small plop about Mama tits, which prompted the poem about Sag.
As for "not getting it", I finally found the comment I thought I remembered deborah making at Althouse in which:
deborah said...
In _Games People Play_, Berne had a similar category to Village Explainer. 8/2/12,
I now may have to buy the book to find the game similar to "Village Explainer".
Since I left a more expanded comment about this over in the old post graveyard at Lem's, I don't need to discuss it here, other than to include a quote from the review of that book that applies to my own part in not getting what was happening over at TOP until the "J" incident.
In the first half (of Games People Play), Berne describes three roles or ego states, known as the Parent, the Adult, and the Child, and postulates that many negative behaviors can be traced to switching or confusion of these roles...The second half catalogs a series of "mind games" in which people interact through a patterned and predictable series of "transactions" which are superficially plausible (that is, they may appear normal to bystanders or even to the people involved), but which actually conceal motivations, include private significance to the parties involved, and lead to a well-defined predictable outcome, usually counterproductive.
I also appreciated this conclusion: In reality, the "winner" of a mind game is the person that returns to the Adult ego-state first...Not all interactions or transactions are part of a game. Specifically, if both parties in a one-on-one conversation remain in an Adult-to-Adult ego-state, it is unlikely that a game is being played.
Here's where I fall with Althouse: Last month I picked up two book recommedations through TOP, one from traditional guy (for Lee Childs) and another (at either TOP or TOOP) from a commenter I don't recall for a book called, "Command and Conquer" by Eric Schlosser about nuclear weapons, the Damascus Accident and the illusion of safety. I appreciated both recommendations and gave the Schlosser book to SonM for Christmas. He liked it so much he felt sad when it was finished (with the 125 pages of end notes fooling him into thinking the end wasn't coming as soon as it was!). He also said he thought I'd enjoy it, which I'm not sure about. Bottom line is, I wouldn't have met any of you without Althouse or have fun at Lem's without the Meltdown. Chip Ahoy has flourished in this new spot, as has Lem and some of the others. So I can't go all or nothing about Althouse, because I'm grateful for what I've received through (or in spite of) her. What I don't like is the gaming involved, or my tendency to get involved in the gaming. Working on that, but some things are easier said than done.
What I don't like is the gaming involved, or my tendency to get involved in the gaming.
Yes.
I have to stay away from it because I can't stay out of the gaming.
And the gayming.
And the all around gaminess.
And I don't really think I got anything from Ms. Outhouse--just yinz guys, and yinz was here anyway.
And that's more about being grateful to the host than that bitch.
I wouldn't understand the context of half of Troop's post if it weren't for TOP.
I second what MamaM wrote.
I still read Althouse, but rarely read the comments anymore. And by read, I mostly mean "skim", looking for something that grabs me. In between all the narcissistic crap there is fresh, thoughtful parsing of some topics/articles that I still appreciate. Can't help it. I envy her brain and talent.
Chick, I love you and hope whatever it is that could be better is better real soon.
Can't help it. I envy her brain and talent.
Ouch.
Why ouch, Cody?
I hold you in very high regard but I don't think Annie has much of a brain or talent. Hard to think you do is all.
Ouch. You know.
Aww. Darn.
Yeah...but you're still aces.
:)
Phew! :)
@Cody, Sixty, Airdog & Darcy: Thanks! I can sense the love and return it!
Y'all are pretty quiet now. 'Sup?
Don't know about 'tohers, but I'm experimenting with a 2 hour daily time limit on the computer. It's a work in progress.
That's probably a good thing. I rarely spend 2 hours anymore but I miss a lot!
I was thinking the other day that it would be fun to have a TY "hang out" one night. Everyone participating would need a webcam though. I think that would be fun!
A hangout would be fun!
Webcam? Having seen myself on camera, I'd need a mask and dreadlocks so as not to scare people.
Ha! I think we'd all get over our scariness pretty quickly. Would be fun to see faces. Doesn't look like that Great TY meetup is going to happen anytime soon, after all.
But I will still throw Chicago in April out there.
Make it Paris and I am there.
We could probably find some French cuisine in Chicago. Best I can do. :)
Troop, I noticed that you once again mentioned being tired. Does your doctor realistically see you returning to the state you were in - in terms of strength, endurance and energy - prior to what you've just been through? In other words can you gear up, over time, to normal stamina? Fifty Seven is so young. I know you're probably laughing...but it is.
I probably overstepped. Anyone else, someone who knows about recovery routes, please feel free to chime in.
I found the comments about Powerline interesting. There was a time when I read it daily, but I lost interest too! I don't really remember why my browsing interests went elsewhere but I do remember thinking that much of the writing/opinion there was veering too moderate for me and I had begun to discover Insty to be a great place to find articles/blog postings to read for the day. It's strange to consider that I don't recall Insty linking them anytime recently, if at all. Huh.
...time limit on the computer
Would that include all electronic device interface, like phone apps and twitter, GPS, Mp3 players?
Since the cultural change away from the old newspaper/telephone/drive-to-the- store-to-shop/paper map way of doing life and business, my time online now includes: shopping and product review, news gathering, weather checking, article and book reading, travel arrangements, map reading, searching for medical and medication info, prescription management, recipe finding, email/letter writing, personal note taking and journaling, and the procuring of entertainment through Amazon Prime/Netflix. The sum of all this involves more than 2 hours a day online, just as the composite of those activities did in real life time in the "before" days and that's without time spent on forums reading posts and writing comments.
For me, a commitment to reducing time online could involve less forum reading and commenting, but the rest of the time spent is what I find necessary to do in order to support my reality
In the pre-GPS days, I used to be the map lady, keeping a AAA membership along with a box of state and city maps and guidebooks for trip planning and execution. I was also the voice behind most of the stories read on car trips during the 80's and 90's. Nowadays, whenever we make a car trip there's still some unresolved feelings between The Paper Map Lady and The Lady in the Box, because the one in the box is reliable, but not always correct or good in a jam. This is another one of those places where I'm grateful for change, yet flummoxed by the new complications involved and the weird trade off between time spent and time saved. I don't however, miss typing on a typewriter and Correct-tape and love being able to cut and paste and look up books without a trip to the library.
I also don't have a web-cam or know how to download and manage my photo's online yet.
I still can't get what Palladian and Crack did at the last meet up out of my head.
Even the electroshock therapy hasn't helped.
And yes, as someone who's various businesses necessitate way too much time spent on line--I'd love to cut it down to a couple hours a day. Unfortunately--I can't.
So I just enjoy the hell out of the days where I only have to be accessible a little bit.
But quitting reading places that annoy me really did help, both in terms of time and blood pressure.
Thanks for asking ric.
What happened is the pacemaker is set for about 85 beats a minute. A lot less then the 200 beats it was going when I was sick. The doctor doesn't want to lower it to 60 beats which is normal right off the bat. So he might put me at 75.
When your heart beats fast you get pretty fatigued. We had to go out to the ass end of Long Island yesterday for a family thing and I was in the car for about four hours. Traffic on the LIE was horrendous because of the heavy rain and all of the accidents. There was even a stupid Rhino governor to blame it on.
Nowadays I put my energy in blogging to the two ongoing entries in my proposed books. Some of the less important series get neglected but I will make an effort to put some up soon.
Glad you're alright, Troop. I'm sorry to hear about the fatigue.
Thanks Darcy.
One of the series I have really let go is the Darcy at the barbeque stories.
Let me see if I can come up with some photos.
From what I've heard, the human body actually takes about six months to fully process anaesthesia. On top of the heart issues, tackling that trauma probably took its toll.
Since the cultural change away from the old newspaper/telephone/drive-to-the- store-to-shop/paper map way of doing life...
When my mother-in-law was here for my wife's surgery, she was going nuts. Our little town has a bi-weekly paper that ONLY contains local news. She reads the paper cover to cover everyday and has for years. Frequently, she'll read me something or point something out in the paper while we're ingesting our caffeine and I'll feign interest, since it's often something I read on-line the night before.
While she was here, she asked me where to find news on-line, so I set up some favorites on her tablet. She won't use them. She knows she's behind the game, but is content to let the world pull away at her age. She'll still keep up, just not as close to the front as she once was.
It is a different world. The new media are overwhelming. I don't have a smart phone. I can't wait until I don't have to be accessible for the business and can throw away my cell phone altogether.
Get off my lawn.
MamaM:
My two hour limit is fir blogging, tweeting, etc. I still use the computer for other things, but I'm trying to limit them as well. Reading, exercising, projects, being outdoors all suffer from neglect when the computer addiction sets in.
Trooper:
It takes time for ill hearts to heal. Are you on physical therapy? That helps a lot. And it does take months for the anesthesia to fully out of your cells. That makes you tired. As does a lack of protein.
It is a different world, and while I don't want to go back to the Box and Limitations that were part of the Pre-Electronic way of doing things, I miss some of the order. I used to love to get the newspaper and sit and read it with coffee.
For the writers, swimmers, floaters and fabricators out there, those addicted to computers, words and other's perspectives, this from a book called "Truck", about the author's brother-in-law and leaning in:
Mark and I get along great, no problems, we just don't have a lot of overlap. We hunt deer together some every year, go ice-fishing sometimes, and five or six times a year we'll end up at the farm for Sunday night dinner, but beyond that and a few holiday get-togethers, our contact is pretty limited. When he and my brothers get together, the talk is all log skidders and compression ratios and welding supplies. I'll hang around the edges and toss in a joke here and there, and they usually chuckle, like Well, you know, it's the best he can do. Sometimes in the shop with Mark, I'll get to rambling about the relationship between post-war industrial design and the evolution of the mustache grille as it applies to the truck-buying habits of Today's Woman, and he has this way of leaning in with his head cocked at tad, and he holds his eyes a little wide like you do when you're trying like mad to hold focus, and then I'll notice his gaze sliding off to the side and then pretty soon he'll just wander off and start messing around in the parts bin. I figure sometimes after I leave he walks into the house, slumps in his Mossy Oak recliner, looks at my sister and just says, My God.
The reason I like Mark isn't complicated. He's good to my sister, and he has fundamental talents. If I ran the repair shop we would have odes on a lugnut, but all your wheels would fall off. That is, if the car would start in the first place. Mark is, at the end of the day, just a man worried about paying his bills, raising his kid right, and keeping his wife happy. He goes to work, fires up his lathe and the CNC program, and makes parts for things we want. Lately here it's been luggage racks.
When I put that machinist reference book back on the shelf with the others, I noticed a fat paperback I had't seen before. The Testament, by John Grisham. "That yours"? I asked as if I had found a fat pink lollipop in his socket set.
"Yeah. I don't know. I like his books."
"You know, he just started out as a regular lawyer."
"I didn't know that." Which tells you right there he meant what he said, he likes the books. During a visit to Oxford, Mississippi, I had been past Grisham's compound, and I started rattling on about the size of the guardhouse and this thing I had read about Grisham's writing habits and that I heard he worked out a lot, and you know, there's this little upstairs bar on the corner there in Oxford...
Mark cocked his head a tad and widened his eyes.
from Michael Perry's Truck which arrived in paper form following a comment made on a post by MHaz at Lem's.
As does a lack of protein.
glad you brought that up, Mr. Haz.
Everyone is different, and I wonder if Mr. Dolan should begin experimenting with adding a couple of extra protein shakes to his diet--not his breakfast smoothies, but actual protein shakes (if he can't have the actual food).
One of my very favorite people in the world eats nothing but mostly greens, some other veggies and beans. Does beautifully on it. I've tried to eat like that and I just can't--I wind up tired and looking like death warmed within a week, I have to have extra protein.
Speaking of protein...(catty remark alert!) Althouse keeps claiming to have been on a low carb diet for 2 years.
Well. And still very roly poly in the middle? Something isn't working. Where am I wrong?
Also, can we get a fat tag?
I kid. Really. I hate those "fat" tags at AA.
Wine, Darcy, it's the wine.
Plus, why believe what she says?
Ahh! That must be it. It creeps up on you. I gained 7 in the past 6 months and I think some extra cocktails here and there may have been the culprit.
Worth it. Hahaha. I kid, again. I'm working hard to get it back off.
Hey we have fat fags here at Trooper York.
Don't overlook Palladian like that!
That's not nice.
TAGS. :)
And I don't personally find cuddly unattractive!
Darcy, Much more roly poly in person. She is the one who posts the photos!!
I am at the cabin. All is right with the world.
Everyone is different, and I wonder if Mr. Dolan should begin experimenting with adding a couple of extra protein shakes to his diet--not his breakfast smoothies, but actual protein shakes (if he can't have the actual food).
Wasn't that Titus' secret sauce?
@Haz: Snow forecast?
I gained 7 in the past 6 months and I think some extra cocktails here and there may have been the culprit.
It all depends on where you put it. Honest displays are a woman's friend.
You still drink Tito's?
Probably 36" on the ground, snow forecast for every day this week.
Good thing, too, because it's Derby Week!
Big crowd at the track when we drove past it this evening.
Yes I do, Chick. It's delicious. But not as often.
@Nick
Interesting. I had heard that before. When I was heavier I played with those angles too.
Derby looks fun Michael. I'm going up for Tip Up Town for the first time in a long while.
What's Tip Up Town? An ice fishing thingie, I'm guessing.
Prohibition began 94 years ago tonight, in case you were wondering.
Prohibition began 94 years ago tonight, in case you were wondering
Give Prohibition the finger -- twice!
I bought a bottle of mead and am sipping it.
Mead attracts fruit flies.
We had our first blizzard of the winter today - you could see snow on some of the lawn. We stayed inside. I'm only human, those kind of conditions can sap one's strength.
Darcy said ...
I'm going up for Tip Up Town ...
Houghton Lake? Brrrrr.
Yes, Houghton Lake. :) And there is a lot of ice fishing because there is a contest, but the "town" is the attraction. It's like a winter carnival. Polar bear dip!
Tease.
Darcy said...
Polar bear dip!
Cody Jarrett said...
Tease
Nekid? :)
Not nekid...yet
Watch out for any loose "swimmers"... yeah, and ya' know what fish do in that water!
Haha! I have never done this, but if I were ever going to do it, this would be the year. I'm crazy like that.
I would need something for my feet though. I hate the thought of standing on ice in bare feet or socks. The rest of me runs hot so I would be fine.
I've done the Cali version of that, where you turn off the heat on your jacuzzi. It can get down to 65 degrees. Bracing!
Srsly, tho', I did that up in the mountains once in grade school. It's surprisingly painful.
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