Help wanted.

Staff member wanted for major nonprofit organization.

Applicant must have strong experience in low voltage electrical, networking, audio and video production, carpentry, stage lighting and prop construction, audio engineering, painting, metalworking, and be able to lift 120 pounds up two flights of stairs repeatedly for hours on end. Must be willing to work days, nights, weekends, holidays, and consecutive daily shifts up to 22 hours in length.

Must be willing to work substantial unpaid overtime at last minute notice.

Applicant should be willing to live with a total lack of ability to plan any activities outside of work due to constantly changing schedules.

Compensation: in some states, Sandwich Artists make more. Full benefits package and paid time off available. You’ll never get to use the paid time off though. Retirement fund provided but you’ll never be able to afford to use it. Daily unpaid lunch break provided, through which you remain on call.

Significant biological and electrical hazards present as well as the risks of handling murderously heavy cargo.

Apply today at [Fnord! Not available at your clearance.]

(There. I wrote it for you. Go ahead and send it to HR for posting. I dare you.)

Oz is a little rainy today



Remember when adventuring in the great outdoors, always keep a few spare pairs of dry socks… Or striped stockings… Whatever.

This air blown inflatable spent some quality time in a torrential downpour and flood. Now I’m drying it out.

Frogs came off it in great numbers the night before. At least now it seems to be frogless.

Oh, Gillig…

I don’t entirely understand why this bus actually, uh, works.

The windshield is supported by what looks like bicycle frame tubing and small plastic spacer blocks, and two really thin looking mullions that form the corners.

I wouldn’t want to be in one of these that hits a deer. I’ll just put it that way.


What is this, a race to the bottom with the cost engineering guys at NABI / New Flyer Industries?
Unused mystery 4 pin XLR, mic hanger

When nature calls..


This is hopefully the closest I will ever come to being in a prison cell. This is the restroom at Earlington Heights station. I got a laugh from the fact that, first, it’s probably the cleanest thing I’ve ever seen within the Miami-Dade Transit system. Second, they modernized it to prison fixtures at some point to prevent vandalism.

The sink is exceptionally weird. A big stainless steel hemisphere with one hole in it sits on the backsplash. Press the button and water comes out of it like it were a drinking fountain. I’m guessing if this were in a prison cell it would double as the drinking fountain. Clever.

The toilet probably wouldn’t have a seat either.

But yeah, kudos to Miami-Dade Transportation and Public Works or whatever the department wound up being named for actually having a clean restroom. I wouldn’t have expected that.

Things your confused radio engineer will never understand: Gender norms in fashion.

I was walking into work this morning when one of the charter school classes was out on the playground outside, and this one group of girls from the class started loudly commenting on the fact that I had a “girl’s backpack” with a ponytail draped over it and was wearing [the remains of…] nail polish.

Okay, so one of the girls from this class always told me something like “you’re a boy, you don’t need nail polish!” It’s kinda nothing new, but this conversation really pointed out to me just how absurd this all is.

Last I checked, stars and other celestial bodies were not under the system of human gender.

My backpack is actually a galaxy print. I guess they think anything with pink to it is “girly”? Tell that to the distant light of the cosmos.

I have to wonder, who’s convincing these kids to cling so strongly to “traditionally” gendered norms? They’re like, seven years old, for crying out loud.

I’d like to think the community in this school is generally more on the progressive side, so I don’t think it’s really something the parents are pushing or anything.

I dunno. Maybe in this case it can be chalked up to “kids are rude demon spawn”.

I’ve wanted to explain to them that there are no hard rules to this, but that’s just beyond my pay grade. I’ve got four very high mileage remote control boats and a plastic orange tree to take care of, darn it!

… Yes. That’s why the nail polish doesn’t last. It just gets scraped right through in a day. 😛


So my apartment is getting new cabinets and the crew working on it messed up in so very many ways…. but the worst of all is they moved a large bottle of dishwashing liquid onto the carpet, where it leaked.

I don’t know what my amazing luck is with having to get spilt liquid soaps out of carpets, but it’s always the same horrible procedure: try to suck out as much as possible with a wet vacuum then repeatedly spray down with water and extract mountains of foam.

I bought a wet vac from Home Despot for the occasion. The instructions said you can leave the filter in for picking up small amounts of liquid….

Let me just say this. When you want foaming wax in a car wash, what happens is that the solution is injected into a chamber along with compressed air. The chamber is filled with a fiber media that basically gets soap bubbles formed in it that are then entrained and blown out of the line by compressed air.

Inside my vacuum, soapy water saturated the filter as air travelled through it. Soon it began splooging out the exhaust port.

I must have emptied over 100 gallons of foam into the toilet before the cleanup was mostly done. The sink drain wouldn’t work with the foam but it would slowly, comically sink down the terlet. The filter’s prognosis is unknown.

Grood. It’s like great. And uh good.

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