Belated congrats from me too, UT:)

Aw damnit, I'll have to return that wall of TV screens I bought. ;)

My daughter is in the high school band, and this year they have really shaken things up trying a different style of program and different style of marching and asking a bunch of students, including my daughter, to switch instruments. So morale during the last two months of practicing has been low at times because it's been a huge challenge making all these changes at once. They won thier first competition and got a good score, but they thought it was a judging fluke. Yesterday was thier second competition, and they won that one too with an even better score. I was ready to get a picture as the score was announced, and was pleased with how it came out, so I cropped it and sent it to my daughter, who was still on the bus ride home with her band. She shared it with her small group of band friends and they all loved it. So the rest of the band was wondering what the commotion was, looking at the picture, and so she shared it with the entire band, and then it leaked out to some parents, and eventually all the way to the school principal, and onto the school's webpage picture feed and twitter.

So I'm happy I got a popular picture, but even happier that my daughter got to share in the attention. She's usually quiet and blends in.

Not sure how tapatalk is going to handle this picture.
http://images.tapatalk-cdn.com/15/09...41a78c3b61.jpg

Well done Sir, you, and they, deserve accolades.

What was the school thinking? They let a Negro change the band all around, everyone knows they have no rhythm. http://cellar.org/2012/nono.gif

Brilliant!

In my usual dysfunctional way, when faced with the dilemma of not working full-time therefore being broke but having time to write two articles, or working full-time and having no time to write articles, opted to work part time and do fuck all towards article writing for the last 6 months.* I am now in more or less the same position I was in then - with just as much to do and just as little money coming in and just as long a time-scale on sorting things out.

So today, on one of my two work-free weekdays, I forced myself to get out of bed at 7:30 and having helped mum clean her car so she can take it into the garage without dying of shame, I made myself sit at my desk and read through the whole of one of the thesis chapters I'm trying to adapt, jotting down general thoughts, observations and notes.

It was only 90 minutes of work - but it's left me with a sense of the task for that article - and some ideas of how to approach it. I feel like I am reconnecting with the material in a meaningful way. This shouldn't be a difficult thing to do since this is stuff I am deeply interested in; yet somehow I fight shy of setting my mind to it.

What's making me feel quite happy is that I came this close *finger and thumb* to having a lie down, because I didn't sleep well last night and the thought of doing anything was making me feel sleepy - and I somehow managed to not do that - with some difficulty I might add - and instead made a coffee and some raisin toast and then sat at my desk with glasses on ready to read and make notes.






*Actually, no, I did spend some time aimlessly and fruitlessly tootling about the interwebz looking for additional stuff on NCOs and trying to write an introduction for the NCO article. I then panicked and went full-bore Lost and Person of Interest on its ass.

I've set the NCO stuff to one side and am focusing on the black market paper instead. It's less involved in terms of additional research and probably a lot more straightforward in terms of adaptation as well. I'm hoping the experience of adapting this will help clarify what I need to be doing with the NCO article too.

Well played, Dr Dana, well played.
Perhaps a cure for video addiction will be found by science, but I feel humans are so clever and adaptable, that a substitute will be found quickly. ;)

Dana, Pls make a backup copy ... Now !

At the weekend I painted the fence between us and next door.
Painting the wretched thing isn't what has made me happy.
Finishing painting the wretched thing is what has made me happy.
There's about 500 sq ft of close boarded fencing that needs the treatment and I take a fairly industrial approach to doing the job.
In other words, I use the widest brush I can get hold of and apply the treatment as quickly as possible.
As a consequence the paint/preservative splashes around a bit. Mostly in my direction. I therefore don a disposable coverall.
Not sure if this term survives the trans-Atlantic journey, but one piece garments tend to be known as 'boiler suits' here.
Unfortunately, the plasticised paper fabric doesn't breathe and 'boiling suit' becomes a more accurate name on even a cool day.
Like me, the 'boiling suit' is showing signs of age. Unlike me it is becoming increasingly frayed and torn so it has been consigned to the wheelie bin and I can forget the whole business for another year.:thumb:
That's a water leak repaired, the drive re-surfaced and the fence painted all within a fortnight. I just hope that there is nothing around the corner to spoil that blessed state of affairs.

Pics or it never happened

Can't spray it? Or convince your friends it's so much fun they'd have to pay you to share the fun. ;)
Oh yes, those unwoven Tyvek, plastic lined suits are murder, I can almost feel the sweat trickling just thinking about them. Right, but a worldly gentleman such as yourself, knows better. :haha:

Actually, Dad did suggest using a sprayer just as I was about to start.

It has occurred to me from time to time that it might ease the pain, so to speak, but I wondered how easy it would be to achieve a uniform finish and clean the thing afterwards.

Given that the brushes are easily cleaned in water, that last consideration is probably a minor point and they are generally positively reviewed.

Will think about that option very seriously next time.


PS. Creosote was the universal preservative until a few years ago but, for reasons that escape me, it isn't sold anymore. Is it still available in the US?

ETA: Just found this:

http://www.creosotedirect.co.uk/

If the brushes clean up with water, just run water through the sprayer, maybe with a drop of detergent. Badda-bing, badda-boom, all done.
Do you think Van Gogh or Banksy would be worried about uniformity, live your inner artist. :D

Da Wiki done say:
I've have the same problem with Rustoleum Damp Proof Primer. It was quietly replaced with Rusty Metal Primer, which is the same red/brown color, but doesn't hold a candle to the effectiveness of the Damp Proof. A gallon of Rusty Metal costs $7 USD at walmart, but Damp Proof runs over $30 online. The problem is it's illegal to ship Damp Proof to any state where I know someone I could ask to receive it. I assume it must be carcinogenic, but they still make and sell it. I just can't buy it. :mad:

Beest is being amazing talking Thor through Math test-taking skills (he has a mandatory retake tomorrow, most points lost through not finishing on time....). I'm the mathematician of the family (Beest is the Engineer). But Beet has the patience and has also had to get through math tests relying on test-taking skills as much as knowledge

That makes sense, it's harder for you to relate to those of us that struggle with math. Go Beest. :cheerldr: