I have Netflix. I watched it. I had to. I love end of the world scenarios.
And I admit that for the most part it was a darn good story.
But then it ended.
Not an end, really. You know, like closure, of story lines. But a cliffhanger.
I hate cliffhangers. I hate them in books. In TV series. In any way Dr. Seuss could present them.
And judging by his glare, the hubbinator does, too.
So, why, why did someone think the ending was smart? To get us to watch the next installment of the movie?
I avoid things that are open ended. Open ended stories are constantly running in the back of my mind waiting for closure. I write my stories and close up most of the major plot lines. I darn well expect others to do the same.
This rant is now over. Feel free to move on with your life:D
Until next time
It’s kind of a weird thing. The majority of the glasses in my cabinet are made of plastic. Almost all of them are holdovers from when our children were young. Which given the durability of the plastic says a lot about their ability to survive.
Of course, some of them are just huge glasses that are perfect for Phoenix summers when hydration is on the front line of survival.
But lately, we’ve taken to acquiring pint-sized glasses. Most have logos of craft-brews or the Simpsons on them, so we’re not officially into adult glasses yet.
Which leaves me wondering… Shouldn’t I have nice glasses made of glass for when people come over?
And then I think. Nah, I have wine glasses.
No way would I deal with people in my home without wine or beer.
So the moral of this story is, let’s see if those plastic cups can survive the life and times of our grandchildren should we ever have any?
Until next time
So, my brain squirreled the other day, and I’d like some input.
You see I had a thought. An odd thought, but still a thought that is eating at the back of my consciousness like a tumor.
Here’s the situation:
Vampires are undead.
Zombies are the walking dead.
If a zombie bites a vampire, does the vampire die or does it turn from undead to alive?
There has to be some affect, as zombies contaminate the blood vampires need to survive, but what?
Logically, I think a vampire would die since its food (blood) would be infected with the zombie virus, leaving the vampire to starve.
Which begs the question: Is the government working on a zombie virus to protect us against an unseen vampire threat?
Enquiring minds want to know.
I’ll admit it. I love trains. I especially love trains I can wander through or ride.
On our last vacation, we were fortunate enough to catch the last train in Georgetown Colorado. It is a narrow gauge train that used to carry ore.
We had a diesel engine push us up the rails to Silver Plume then we were blessed with a steam engine guiding us down.
It was awesome.
It also rained. Since the car we were in was open air, we got a little wet and cold. But the ride was beautiful.
Here are some photos from our ride.
Here is the river we crossed four times as we climbed up then down the hill.
The engine. Yes, there are two of them.
More cars on a side track. We could see in the windows that these were used as storage.
Another view of the river.
And the original station from the Victorian era. We didn’t get to stop long enough to go inside, but I plan to go back.
Thankfully the hubbinator loves trains too. So there will be plenty more train rides in our future.
Until next time.
Sometimes, it takes a sarcastic comment to really drive an idea home.
A coworker of mine tried to introduce panic into a roomful of scientists by commenting on the current ‘Strawmaggedeon’ in California. Only a complete and utter moron would think all straws are banned in the state. (it is only plastic straws; you can get paper straws, should you be so inclined. It’s not a big price to pay to save some aquatic life and might help to shrink the size of the floating garbage in the Pacific.
Which leads to the sarcastic comment (Sadly, not made by me). Another coworker said we should plant our flag on the garbage heap and colonize it.
Naturally, my brain squirrelled and thought of those floating cities (Like in Stargate Atlantis). Why can’t we have floating cities?
With rising ocean temperatures and flooding of low-lying islands, wouldn’t this be a great solution at least as far as humankind was concerned?
And better yet, if you didn’t want to be part of the tyranny of the people, just break away from the mainland and drift away. Sorry, I couldn’t help it.
Until next time!
In Phoenix, we are in the midst of the monsoon season. Twice a year, winter and late summer, we get our annual rainfall. The last few monsoons have been lamentably dry but this summer we are getting rain.
Rain is wonderful.
Okay, there isn’t as much rain as I’d like (I don’t think there ever will be unless that whole 40 days/40 nights thing comes back:)). But there is rain. Glorious rain, that I go out and stand in whenever I can.
It is awesome.
Which leads me back to fear. Our Arizona heat is hell on windshield wipers. It warps and twists them, rots them where they sit until the blessed moment when the raindrops hit the glass and changes all that dust to mud.
Then the wipers smear it around until there’s only that one narrow strip that allows me to see where I’m driving.
So I need to replace the wipers. I know it; now you know it.
But I fear if I buy new wipers then the rain will stop, the wipers will rot, and I will not get to stand in the rain until winter.
Alas I’ve come to the conclusion that I must value my life more than the rain.
This weekend, I will go to the store and if there are any wipers for my truck I will buy one, maybe even two.
I just hope the forecast for days of rain comes true. LOL.
Until next time.
The saga continues…
So we looked up on Wikihow for directions to change the burned out bulb in out spa. Hmmm.
We ignored them. Mostly.
And it was a good thing we did because the extra cord in the spa that was supposed to allow the light to rest on the cooldeck was short and we could only rest the light on the seat of the spa.
Electrocution wasn’t on my to do list.
So, I spent Friday with trips to HoDes finding a way to block water from filling the spa from our pool. Which I was mostly successful.
I was also successful at striping the corroded screws so the hubbinator drilled out 2 when he came home from work.
Which led us to the biggest problem of all. Seems the light didn’t burn out. It burned. The light was black and covered with soot. The glass cover was black and covered with soot. The interior of the light housing was black and covered with soot.
Which meant we had to pull the cord that ran from the spa underground to the power supply. But that sucker was stuck like Pooh leaving Rabbits house after binging on honey. Thankfully the guy at the pool repair shop recommended dish washing detergent as a lubricant.
Worked like a charm.
After 2 days and 114F weather, we managed to get the light installed, the spa filled, then as darkness fell, we tested it. Success.
Sadly, I forgot to turn the pool to recirculation and ended up draining about 1/3 of it overnight. Ah well, I’ll take our successes where I find them.
Until next time.