benign spaghetti cult grounds keeper
antiquarian computarian
bird person
e-waste sommelier
| pronouns | he/him |
| music | yes |
| politics | the internet was a mistake |
| internal temperature | 98.6 F |
So I hop in my old truck, and... battery is flat. No worries I'm on a hill. Bottom of the hill, pop the clutch, nothing. Great now truck is in neighbor I don't know's diveway. He comes out, we fail to jump it. I get my charger from home, plug it in, charger is broken too.
And I take it as a sign, I should not go out and buy 1000 square feet of more things that will always be broken.
Anyway, got electrician coming to quote a new box anyway. I will do this, but not FULL cheapskate style.
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So, the 9kW of solar for $2500 lead. I spent all day trying to talk myself out of it, because the old panels are of a lousy make and degrade fast and the microinverters were guaranteed to fail and probably were the reason the system was taken down... and to net meter I'd need another $6k of electrical work done on my house and getting it all up to code oh god. Inspectors in my house, no bueno.
But figured even if I slapped it on the roof and charged my car with it, if be worth it.
It's mid-May, so even though there's a few still missing (perhaps just delayed – the postal system works in mysterious ways), here's all the #ptpx postcards I've received since #ptpx2025 kicked off in December.
Thanks to everyone who's mailed me one, and I hope my contribution (see up-thread) hasn't dragged the general level of quality down too much – after all, quite a few of these are going to receive a permanent spot on the pinboard in my office!
Coworker who has only ever joined video calls from cluttered unlit bedrooms or his garage has finally finished his home renovations...
He is now seemingly in an empty room with bare walls, the camera shot is perfectly normal to the wall and goes down to the baseboard. Against the wall behind him are a man-sized vase on the left and a smaller vase on a plinth to his right, nothing else.
It is one corner cobweb away from the most Hanna-Barbera shit I've ever seen IRL.
@ifixcoinops I was catching up with someone I knew from school and they said they got a job working at a museum.
"Oh, doing what exactly?"
"You know, making the big cranky sparky lightbulb machine and all the other kid stuff with arcade buttons and buzzers and all that. They let me build a laser bridge."
So, at least some museums still know that you get these things by hiring a guy who makes them instead of ordering them from a catalog.
I remember reading Murderbot Diaries and just assuming Martha Wells had to be a programmer or IT person that quit to write fiction. The machine perspective writing is too on the nose to not be anchored in hours spent gazing at pcaps in wireshark, or SOMETHING like that.
So it was almost confusing to me to learn that she's been a fantasy writer her whole 30+ year career.
Except, at a Q&A tonight she mentioned that between getting a B.A. in Anthropology and writing fiction, she wrote COBOL.
Noah Doersing 🐦🎨🌿
