Run! It's a moose!

What Obsolete Skills do YOU Have?
http://scobleizer.com/2008/02/16/obsolete-skills/
http://obsoleteskills.wikispot.org/
http://www.obsoleteskills.com/

Me:
Using White-Out
Changing typewriter ribbons/font balls
Making copies with carbons
Laying out documentation on a light table (Letraset, anyone?)
Lettering maps by hand
Scribing 
Typing on a manual typewriter
Drawing wire from an ingot by hand
Rewinding cassette tapes that got eaten by the tape player
Setting the stations on those old car radios
Using Unix to create GIS layouts (proto-HTML. Oy!)
Answering the phone in a professional manner, and taking complete messages
Making change without a cash register
Putting multiple people on hold on an old-fashioned PBX system.

...more as I think of them

Also:

My precioussss has arrived*. Oh yeeessss.

I need to come up with a good name. Any suggestions?


*160 GB of silvery goodness.

melagan is hosting a John Sheppard: That Thing we Don't Talk About or Hug Meme.  

My thread is here.

It's weird. I'm very tired, headachy, and my Eustachian tubes (my ears some too) hurt. My throat hurts intermittently. Taking out the trash left  me exhausted, and the less said about how I feel after buying cat food and Maxi Pads (because everything has to happen at once, you know) the better. I did treat myself to a box of Russel Stover Assorted Dark Chocolates and the only canned iced tea I really like: AriZona Black & White, because it a) tastes like iced tea, and b) is only flavored with sugar, and not a huge amount of that.

ETA:
Court Overturns Sex Toy Ban in Texas --- YAY!

Get your own valentinr

...I am such an attention whore. :-)

Oook!

Which Discworld Character are you like (with pics) created with QuizFarm.com

You scored as The Librarian You're the Librarian! Once a wizard, now an Orang-utan (due to an unfortunate magical accident), you refuse to be turned back for a few reasons: In this form, it's easier to reach the shelves and hold more books; having the strength of five men makes people return their books on time; life's great philosophical questions boil down to "When do I get my next banana?" You say Oook but are usually understood well enough. The Librarian 56% Commander Samuel Vimes 56% Death 50% Carrot Ironfounderson 44% Rincewind 38% Cohen The Barbarian 38% Greebo 25% Lord Havelock Vetinari 19% Gytha (Nanny) Ogg 19% Esmerelda (Granny) Weatherwax 19%

I find it highly amusing that I scored equally well as the Librarian and Vimes, with Death a very close runner-up. I just wish Susan Sto Helit was an option...

Y'all have a great Thanksgiving. Temperature has dropped almost 30 degrees F in the last couple of hours here, supposed to be cold, windy, and wet all weekend. I plan on getting holiday cards done, more cleaning, and finally to get everything transferred over to the Treo my brother bequeathed me when he got a new one. Oh, and sleep. A lot.

This is a bit different from the last one I did.


As my button used to proclaim, "Oh, no! Not another learning experience!"

The Large Jewelry Project is eating my brain. I'll need to go in and use the classroom on Saturday (go by and hope the class isn't full). Today, in a double fit of idiocy rarely seen in this or any other universe, I managed to not only:

Break 1/2 of my box by stressing the miter joint, breaking the "L" into two rectangles

but then

While I was soldering the two pieces together, I nudged the setup I had holding the bottom half of the "L" at a right angle to the larger piece  so it fell over making a flat, soldered sandwich. 

I didn't scream, cry, or swear. I may have burst something vital in my skull keeping all of that inside.

*facepalm*

Fortunately, my instructor (who has the patience of a saint, I swear. Must make him brownies!) was able to heat the damn thing up and tease the pieces apart, so I spent the last 1.5 hours of the class flattening and straightening the pieces, filing off solder, and cleaning up the miter joint so they can be put back together. And since I've lost so much time I can't be as fancy as I want to be with the lid, so instead of 2 hinged lids that are at an angle (like the roof of a house), I'm going to solder a butt joint with the two tops and make a flat lid. Damn it. I will, however, add the cute woven wire interior wall if it kills me.

The other 2 women in my class section are making all of this fun, gorgeous stuff. I'm sweating blood over something so outside my comfort zone (large, precision piece) it isn't even funny, and I just want to smack them. *sigh* 

We're taking a break from our big projects next week: starting filigree! ( I get to melt silver into an ingot and roll it out into wire on the rolling mill!) But I'll be working on the Box From Hell, because I still need to solder the sides to the base, solder on the top, cut the whole thing apart, make and install hinges, etc. etc.

The soundtrack of your life meme, as snagged from slodwick  , who got it elsewhere.

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie. 

 
This is actually my second pass at this; I did something that made the first one disappear completely. Grrrrr.

Gakked from nemo_gravis:

Just a quick meme

As gakked from slodwick:



I am seriously considering making this my tagline.

ETA: Stocking fixed!
Because I am, obviously, some kind of herd animal...

( my xmas stocking )

Gakked from synecdochic:

( Silly LJ Combat Card thing )

Last cabachon making class is tonight--hopefully I will finish the square one; I don't see me having time to finish the heart-shaped one unless the Gods of Stonecutting (i.e., a new blade for the saw) are with me.