Friday, February 28, 2025

. . . 25 [Stifled Uproarious Laughter]


Once in awhile you get a great idea for a cake decoration.

He's only 25 once.

Thursday, February 27, 2025

Ignore the Liars

Men, boys - especially the boys - read this email, which I found in my spam folder this afternoon.

It's important to read it thoroughly.

But first, read this:

Even if you've been poking around on naughty websites, and especially if you feel guilty about it, remember this: These creeps have nothing on you. They blast these messages out to every email address with a pulse and hope some poor vulnerable soul reads it, listens to the guilt already stirring within and gives in to their demands for money. That's all they want, is money. Don't give it to them. They can't do a thing to you; they have not been recording your actions. They just want to play the guilt and fear you feel for money.

If you feel bad about what you've done, that's fine. Guilt is your soul's way of prompting you to quit your behavior. Concentrate on changing your behavior rather than listening to that pathetic, greedy voice that got lucky in finding a guilty soul with their shitty email. Don't give them money; that's all they care about.

Don't believe me? Talk with someone you trust. If you're religious, talk to your religious adviser. Talk with your spouse, your parents, a trusted teacher or anyone else you know will tell you the truth. Get help from people who know you and love you and care about you. Don't listen to the empty threats of some Internet jerk who's only trolling around for money.

People have killed themselves out of guilt and fear after they got a message like this. If you're having such thoughts, call the Suicide and Crisis Hotline at 988 now. They're there 24 hours a day.

I'm a religious person and believe sincerely that the worth of souls is great in the eyes of God.


These creeps sending out these emails are honest in one way: They're not shy in saying they want money. That's what you're worth to them: Money. Don't listen to them. They're jerks and liars.

Listen to people who love you, even if it's hard to talk about.


Remember, they're liars. They're only interested in money. Those who are interested in you will help you get past these jerks and their empty threats.


Things My Dogs Bark At

Things my dogs bark at:

1. Squirrels

2. Birds

3. Leaves

4. The absence of squirrels

5. The great dane next door who will one of these days burst through the fence rather than leap to cling to the top of it to bark back

6. Squirrels

7. Random oxygen molecules

8. Cosmic rays

9. Me, if they forget I've left the room

10. Anyone else, if they forget they've left the room

11. The great dane next door even though they don't like the fact it can leap up and perch on the fence to bark back at them

12. Squirrels

13. Each other

14. Nothing in particular

15. Those stupid squirrels

16. Those STUPID squirrels

Tuesday, February 25, 2025

Hidden Report No. 5, and Dumping Facebook from My Kindle Fire

I've mentioned here before that of the three devices I use to peruse social media, my Kindle Fire consistently delivers the worst experience algorithmically. So tonight, weary of seeing Trump or Musk in every other post, I deleted the Facebook app from my Kindle. I think that'll be a good thing.

Anyhoo, here's what I've hidden in the past few days:

Explain America - TRUMP BEST PRESIDENT EVAR.
DSW Designer Shoe Warehouse - I recently had a poor shoe-buying experience, so I don't want to see shoes advertised on my social media.
LuxeArts - They have a lot of AI-generated VW-centric merchandise ostensibly for sale, but when people go to their website, it's just full of "ideas," not things to purchase. Which is fine in that they're not wasting their money, but still, get your AI crap off my feed.
DraftKings - gambler enablers trying to be socially aware.
HAMMY T.V - I don't even remember why, but goombye.
Sweet Memories - DIY ragebait.
Fredo TV - Lying about Musk giving $112 billion to help the homeless.
Amazed by Animals - Who knows? Probably something stupid.
The Animal Rescue Site by GreaterGood - Non-animal-related ragebait.
The Russian Embassy of South Africa - Lyin' through their teeth.

My rules are three:

1. I will hide pages first, people I have encountered only online second, and people I have met in meat space only on rare occasions. The first two won't care that I've hidden their stuff. But meat space people are meat space people.

2. I will be ecumenical. I may hide crap from one political party more than another, but crap from both sides will be hidden.

3. Legitimate news sites will not be hidden, even if I don't agree with their politics.

I Need A Vacation

I need a vacation. And not just a vacation vacation.

I need a wizard to leave a queer mark on my bright green door declaring to all who read it: "Burglar wants a good job, plenty of Excitement and reasonable Reward."

That kind of vacation.



Media Literacy is Dead

I'm seeing more people complain that East Idaho News is posting "more" news that's not necessarily taking place in East Idaho.

These are complaints from people who appear to be getting their news exclusively from what they wander into on Facebook, rather than by going to the news website itself.

If this is how you get your news, you're doing the news wrong.

Because remember this: If you get your news from social media, you're only seeing what the algorithm deems fit to show you. It's going to show you things that get a lot of interaction, a lot of traffic and a lot of comment. It's not going to show you everything a news site, your friends, or whatever posts on social media.

If you want news, go to news sites. Use their filters to suss out what you want to read and disregard the rest. East Idaho News (and a lot of other local news sources) makes it pretty simple to do so.


It saddens me to see peoples' media literacy falling at the rate it is. The internet and social media have made it so much easier to interact with the news than ever before, but the majority of people have become too lazy to use it correctly. They don't seek it out; they wait for the news to fall into their laps, and when it's not the kind of news they want to read, they complain about it.

Of course, this is anecdotal. But I'll bet good money that I'm right.

Sunday, February 23, 2025

Hidden Report No. 4

Here's what I've hidden in the past few days:

A Sailor's Wife -- general ragebait.

Conservative Byte by WJ -- conservative crapola.

Russian Foreign Ministry -- propaganda.

Althea Riley -- conservative crapola.

Your Nation -- general asshattery.

Brietbart -- black belt asshattery.

Again, less time spent on social media lately.

Still, my Kindle Fire is the device that shows me the most crap I end up hiding. My desktop experience is getting better by degrees. My Samsung phone still remains the best.

1. I will hide pages first, people I have encountered only online second, and people I have met in meat space only on rare occasions. The first two won't care that I've hidden their stuff. But meat space people are meat space people.

2. I will be ecumenical. I may hide crap from one political party more than another, but crap from both sides will be hidden.

3. Legitimate news sites will not be hidden, even if I don't agree with their politics.

Ignoring the Problem Continues to Pay Off

A follow-up to yesterday's post, in re: Why am I doing this?

A year or so ago, our solar provider contacted us and said Tmobile was going to discontinue the 2G network their controllers rely on to send information. They offered a few routes to get past the closure, including connecting the controller to a home internet network.

I did what every red-blooded American did with the first notice, and ignored it. Much later, they sent another notice, and I ignored it. Then another notice, and I decided, okay, I'll contact them and get set up for the change. (Note, I'm not sure I ever heard back from them, which is a bad way to reinforce my past ignoring of the problem.)

In the meantime, the deadlines kept getting extended. The last email I have says the networks would be shut down by April 2024. Yet I'm still connected. Even yesterday when I checked, I'm still connected. The deadline has indeed again been pushed back:


Even with this, it's unclear whether their 2G service is ending. Nevertheless, I've got the ethernet cable nearly strung to make any changeover that much easier. We'll see what happens.

Saturday, February 22, 2025

That's a Lotta Holes, Son



So more than a year ago I bought a coil of ethernet cable for some random projects around the house, the biggest being stringing some wire from our solar power controller on the north side of the house to where our router is on the south side of the house.

I was rearranging some things in the study today and decided today was the day.

And man do I suck at snaking wire.

I had hoped to use some speaker wire that was in the ceiling already to pull the new cable through, but that wire was really stuck. So I went to the old standby, poking holes in the walls so I could fish the cable through.

I did succeed in getting the wire mostly snaked -- I have to finish by getting it from the pantry into the crawlspace under the bathroom and then out the side of the house toward the power controller. Then I have to actually get the solar power company to come and connect the cabling, since I'm not allowed to poke the innards of the device.

 

Friday, February 21, 2025

Tester Tested

More than a decade ago, as part of a furnace installation in our basement, I ran some ethernet cable through the ceiling in the study so I could have a wired connection between my printer and the computer.

A few years ago things stopped working, shortly after I hung some pictures, so I thought I'd skewered the cable with a nail.

Tonight I decided it was time to pull that cable and in the process snake a new one through the wall. But it also gave me an opportunity to test the nifty cable tester I got for Christmas.

I plugged things in and the tester told me the cable was good.

Not believing the lying tester, I turned off the wifi on my computer, plugged the cable into it and into the network switch I'm installing, and the cable worked just fine.

So there's less cable snaking I have to do as I build the network. Pretty cool.

And wow, the camera on my phone is terrible.

Hidden Report No. 3

Here's what's been hidden in the last few days:

The Animal Rescue by GreaterGood -- that stupid "paddling reintroduced to schools" thing. Obviously trying to drive traffic or get likes or hit the algorithm or whatever.

NTP Television -- Lying, plain and simple.

Donald J. Trump -- Lying. Also, I have no idea if that's the real Trump, associated with Trump's team or whatnot. Nevertheless, hidden.

Notice News -- Leftist crapola.

NTD Australia -- I don't need pro-goon propaganda from a country full of kangaroos.

Countdown to Christmas -- I'll be honest, I'm much more interested in how good weather will be coming, not how soon next Christmas will be here.

Congressman Mary Miller -- Not my congressman.

This might make it look like I'm slowing down in hiding stuff. Not necessarily; just spending less time on social media.

1. I will hide pages first, people I have encountered only online second, and people I have met in meat space only on rare occasions. The first two won't care that I've hidden their stuff. But meat space people are meat space people.

2. I will be ecumenical. I may hide crap from one political party more than another, but crap from both sides will be hidden.

3. Legitimate news sites will not be hidden, even if I don't agree with their politics.

Thursday, February 20, 2025

If We Can't Have It, No One Can Have It

On the heels of this, another bombshell. As of July 31, teleworking at the IEC will be no more.

I've always known full-time telework was a privilege, not a guarantee. But when Trump called for federal workers to get back to the office earlier this year, I figured our time was numbered, though we work for a contractor, not the feds themselves.

Last week, the company announced that hybrid teleworking situations would end this summer, meaning those who worked sometimes at home and sometimes in the office were to return to the office. Those who were on full-time telework wouldn't be affected by the policy.

But in a staff meeting today we were told full-time telework would end. I understand it's because those who were on the hybrid telework situation felt targeted and that it was "unfair" for their opportunity to end while others would be able to continue.

It came down to a group of adults complaining that if they couldn't have it, nobody should have it.

And again, I get it -- work from home was never a long-term guarantee. But still, why mess up something for someone else just because your situation has changed? That seems pretty juvenile to me.

No matter. At least where I'm assigned I won't have to go back out to the site, but will work in town. And it means I'll get my second desk back in the study. It kind of removes part of the need for the home network I was putting together, and I may still do that, particularly since I've already bought the tools and other materials I need to put it together.



Hells Bells this is Stupid

So, over at the US Department of Energy Facebook page, they're bragging up a bunch of contracts they've cancelled to save money.

They don't list them.

They link to a Fox Business article that's so generic in its approach to the topic, brings up the bugaboos of "millions" in Politico subscriptions and the devil that is DEI, but again lacks that certain detail that would be the list of cancelled contracts that the entire article might as well be a Burma Shave advertisement.

And they have someone named "Clara Johnson" on the page, pretending to be a Department of Energy employee there to answer questions, and the main photo on her profile:

1. Has a logo that's completely alien to the Department of Energy.

2. Spells the word "energy" as "emergy."

None of this is professional. None of this engenders any faith in what the Department is saying.

This is your government at work.

Wednesday, February 19, 2025

Hidden Report No. 2

Preliminary assessment: Hiding these pages might be working, because I'm seeing less of it. It won't seem like less when I list those I've hidden since the last report, but this is over two days now, not a matter of fifteen minutes:

Surendra Garhual -- AI video passed off as real.

Awesome Videos -- Showed one of those stupid order of function math problems. I don't do those.

Life Facts -- Optical illusion of Herr Musk.

Stay Calm and End Socialism -- Bigotry.

Jennie and Nick's Reels -- Painful lack of self-awareness.

My Patriot Post -- Snowflake levels of blizzard proportions.

President Trump is My Wingman -- Clickbait.

Congressman Warren Davidson -- Not my representative (Ohio).

David Wolfe -- Leftist conspiracy theories/innuendo.

The National Newspaper -- I want a subjugated Scotland. Pro-Putin propaganda.

Allegra OTC -- Advertisement.

Fixodent -- I have all my teeth/not Martha Raye, Denture Wearer.

Joni Ernst -- Who even are you?

NTP News -- Facts presented without context/innuendo.

Nate McMurray -- Name calling, pandering.

Real News Now -- Fake news now.

Diabese Advances by CenterGood -- Spam post on a school district reinstating paddling as punishment. What does this have to do with diabeetus?

Hashem Al Ghaili -- Gross exaggeration.

DC Swamp -- Unmitigated right-wing stupidity.

Here are my rules:

1. I will hide pages first, people I have encountered only online second, and people I have met in meat space only on rare occasions. The first two won't care that I've hidden their stuff. But meat space people are meat space people.

2. I will be ecumenical. I may hide crap from one political party more than another, but crap from both sides will be hidden.

3. Legitimate news sites will not be hidden, even if I don't agree with their politics.

Tuesday, February 18, 2025

SOLD!

The Expedition is sold. And not for the $3,500 shown here, but for $4,000 big ones.

Michelle and Liam drove it all the way to Williston to sell it literally to Lexi's next-door neighbor, who moved to Williston three weeks ago and has a vehicle that's not doing well in the cold.

We did have a brief scare with it, though. Michelle went out to start it Monday in twenty below zero weather and it wouldn't turn over, would barely crank. That night, Keaton put his jump box on it and it started right up. When he took the box off, the positive cable on the batter came disconnected. He put it back on, clamped things down, and things appear to be working normally.

The deal is the lady buying it will give Michelle a $300 deposit this week, then the rest of the money as a cashier's check in a week and a half when she's able to get to her bank account. We're thrilled to have it sold.

So thrilled, I keep teasing Isaac that we need to find other such vehicles to buy here and sell up there. He spent $3,700 on it originally, so it's not like we got a ton of money out of it compared to his price, but it certainly beats the lowball offers we kept getting from the seekers here. And we had two other people in line to buy it, or at least look at it, if this sale fell through.

Folks, Dictionaries Exist and Highways Sometimes Change Direction, but Not Orientation

I really try to drive home to my students that if they don't recognize a word, or know the meaning of it, or are seeing a word used in a context they're not familiar with it, the first thing they should do is look the word up in a dictionary.

I do this all the time, and I learn a lot. Some words I think I know the meaning of I see in a different context that makes me question my thinking. So I look the word up and see that it is indeed being used in the correct context and that my understanding of the word was only partially correct. Thus armed with better information, the next time I see that word I recognize it's being used correctly. Or not, depending on how it's being used.

Local folks could do well to remember this essential life skill, viz:


In this case -- two cases, actually; one discussing a fiery pileup in a freeway tunnel in Wyoming, and this one discussing a plane crash in Canada, East Idaho News (and the Associated Press) were using casualty correctly: Anyone hurt or killed in an accident. A fatality, of course, means those killed.

But people have been really spun up in thinking they know the ONLY way the word casualty is used is to mean a person who was killed. And no amount of correcting, from EIN nor from their viewers who know the full meaning of the word, corrected the individuals who insisted it was being used incorrectly. A few of them, when shown the dictionary definition, doubled down on their thinking rather than admitting they were learning something new.

A fair number of commenters found this response to be condescending which, of course, it is not. I love the guy who jumped into the comments and defined condescending "for the folks at home." Now, that was condescending. And hilarious.

I was kind of sad to see EIN give up on this. They should keep using the word and encourage their viewers to open a dictionary now and again. But clearly they decided this wasn't a hill they want to die on.

I'm waiting to see if they remain committed to the true concept that US Highway 20 -- which stretches from Boston to Seaside, Oregon, in an east-west directon -- is indeed an east-west highway, despite the fact that in our neck of the woods it is oriented in a north-south direction, much to the consernation of local folks who can't fathom that a tiny little jog in an east-west highway doesn't mean it should be talked about as a north-south highway. Highway 20 below passing through Idaho in clearly an east-west orientation, with the north-south jog that *really* confuses local folks to the point they're convinced it's incorrect when the news refers to an accident occurring in the "eastbound" or "westbound" lanes.


I'm certain it's only a matter of time before EIN gives up on this hill too, rather than have to listen to the whiners on social media.

Floor Leveling Done


I got the floor leveler poured in the basement bathroom last night. It surprised me how much of a full bag I used on the floor, but it's going to be good and level. If this bathroom floor, originally, were to the scale of the Earth, the toilet would have been perched atop Mount Everest. So a little nippy.


Now that it's had time to dry a bit, I can see that it has continued to level. I'm pretty excited to get it to this point. And it looks a lot better than the blue binder I had on the floor beforehand.

Next is actually work on the walls. I'm not going to do the floor until it warms up just a little bit more, and more of the snow melts. Maybe not this weekend, but the weekend after. We'll see.

Monday, February 17, 2025

Hidden Report No. 1

Out of curiosity and a bit of accountability, I've decided to keep track of the pages I hide on Facebook. These reports will be sporadic and I can't guarantee completeness, but it'll at least give me a glimpse of the crap I'm trying to get out of my feed, mostly to see if Facebook ignores my requests and just puts it back, which is what I suspect they're doing.

So, in the span of about 15 minutes this evening, here are the hidden:

R. A. Rothman, science fiction author: Spreading propaganda and half truths without context.
Infinity Farms Animal Sanctuary and Rescue: Posting promotions of fake movie sequels for clicks.
DIY and Crafts: AI art.
Urban Street Art: AI art.
Donald Trump for President: Spreading propaganda and half truths without context.
Occupy Democrats: Lying because the other guys are lying.
Robert F. Kennedy Jr.: Grandfather spinning in his grave.
Jason the Great: Spreading falsehoods.
Science, Tech and Universe: Showed me a "wag of the finger" video.
Lessons Taught by Life: Phishing for security question answers.
Glenn Burns: Publishing art in the style of Charles Schulz that is not Charles Schulz' art.
Representative Tom Tiffany: Not my representative; I do not live in Wisconsin.
Anti-Capitalist League: General stupidity.

Here are my rules:

1. I will hide pages first, people I have encountered only online second, and people I have met in meat space only on rare occasions. The first two won't care that I've hidden their stuff. But meat space people are meat space people.

2. I will be ecumenical. I may hide crap from one political party more than another, but crap from both sides will be hidden.

3. Legitimate news sites will not be hidden, even if I don't agree with their politics.

Outrage Machine -- A Review


I remember reading Clay Shirky's "Here Comes Everybody" when the Internet was a relatively new thing, and enjoying the optimism. Since then, as I've watched the general decline of social media, I've often wondered how he'd update that book. Maybe he would have come up with "Outrage Machine." Maybe not. But I think a follow-up needs to be made that's better than this one.

Tobias Rose-Stockwell does an admirable job explaining to the layman what's occurred with social media to lead to the mess we've seen today. His solutions, however, are pedestrian and a bit disappointing if you ask me. On an individual basis, if applied, they could work fine. On a collective basis, it just leaves the public square even more open to the shouters, liars, and droolers. I'm all for individual action, but I think we're to that point that some kind of collective action is needed to claw the public space back from the crazies and the profiteers.

Absent in this book is any discussion with the social media titans about what they could do to help fix the problem. He appears to say the genie is out of the bottle and shrugs his shoulders at those in power doing anything to fix things. That's a serious flaw that permeates the book. What he suggests social media users do is fine -- although his solutions also have their flaws -- but dumping it all in the lap of social media users seems cowardly.

Fortunately, I have other guidelines I'm putting in place to help fix my social media interactions. This book is a small part of it, yes, but it's not much more than general advice without a call to action on the part of social media companies. Industrial polluters get CERCLA and RCRA, while social media polluters apparently get a "Get out of Jail Free" card from this author at least.

I tried summing up his solutions here, and I've added a few comments of my own:

Rose-Stockwell writes: "There are a handful of things we can do as humans to detoxify our relationship with online outrage, and our interactions with it online. Each of these are specific solutions that can help us reclaim portions of emotional agency that we have lost in recent years. Remember that this isn’t just for us: by reducing our participation in the broken system of outrage profiteering and manipulation, we are actually helping reduce the overall levels of toxicity that exist in the world today – the stuff that our friends, family, and neighbors all feel."

His solutions, summed up:

1. Limit your time on social media.

A. Delete apps

B. Aggressively unfollow and block specific accounts that share the kind of content that make you regret time spent on social media. (This one assumes that the social media companies comply with your requests. I have my doubts they’re doing that anymore. It’s like playing whack-a-mole. Get rid of one and two more pop up in its place. I have to hunt to find stuff from my friends in my feed anymore; what’s there is clutter in the form of ads, sponsored posts, stuff I have to aggressively block, and more ads.)

a. I’m going to throw in a condition: unfollow and block groups first, people you know only in online spaces second, and people you know online and in meat space dead last, if at all. Severing a relationship with a group won’t affect the group at all. Severing a relationship with an online-only acquaintance likely won’t amount to much ire, if they notice at all. Blocking people you know in meat space affects meat space, and that’s bad news in my book.

C. This is one I’m adding on my own as is something I’ve noticed in real life. Consider which device you use gives you the best social media experience, and use that device as your exclusive social media access point. I have three devices I use to regularly access social media: A desktop computer, a Kindle Fire, and a smartphone (if the brand makes a difference, it’s a Samsung). The Kindle Fire offers me, for some reason, the worst social media experience, burying my friends’ content and offering up a lot of fluff that I either scroll by or aggressively delete. The desktop computer is better than the Kindle, but by far I have a more positive experience on my smartphone. I don’t know what the difference is, as I don’t have setting set any different device to device.

2. Go on a news diet

A. Recognize we have an “optimal dosage” for news that should not be exceeded.

B. Rely more on straight news from straight news sources, rather than opinion pieces. (I’ll add: Ensure those news sources are in the business of producing straight news, rather than relying on meme sites, random folks on social media passing on “news” or pretending to be news outlets themselves.)

3. Disagree better, not less.

A. Take disagreements into offline conversations.

B. Don’t insult beliefs.

C. Don’t assume other peoples’ motives.

D. Get curious about their beliefs. Find out if they’re operating from care, fairness, loyalty, sanctity, authority, or liberty.

E. Find common values and compare apples to apples. If, for example, they’re operating from a point of view of care, demonstrate how you also are operating from that same point of view.

4. Lead with love.

5. Recognize you’re running your own algorithm in your head, and it may be as flawed as the ones being run on social media.

The thing I appreicate the most about this is that, if followed, these principles can at least slow down our automatic responses on social media and maybe convince our brains to either be more thoughtful in our comments or not comment at all.

But the flaws remain in that the crazies and the loud shouters will still be able to dominate social media unless the social media companies are required to claw back some of the civic real estate that's been ceded. I don't see that happening in a million years.

Anyone interested in reading a much better take on solutions, go here.

Sunday, February 16, 2025

Hold Your Peace, or Listening to "The Gambler"

Difficult things to do, it seems, come in small packages.

Take for example this counsel, given to Hyrum Smith by Father in Heaven, from Doctrine and Covenants Section 10:


"Keep my commandments; hold your peace; appeal unto my Spirit;"

I'll concentrate on the "hold your peace" portion, as it's one that's risen to the surface of my life this week.

It's an odd phrase. One we hear commonly in the secular wedding vow: "Speak now or forever hold your peace." Brides magazine says this vow is "fortunately" falling out of fashion at weddings. Not surprising, considering it's falling out of fashion in general.

We need to pick it up again.

What does it mean? Does it mean "shut up"? I don't think so. We can be inspired by the Spirit to say wonderful things that can positively impact those around us. Holding our peace, I believe -- and I have evidence for this -- means knowing when to speak, and when not to speak, and in relying on the Spirit to give us what we should say in the moment we need it, rather than just blasting out with the first thing that comes into our heads.

My evidence comes from Job:


Job held his peace. Though he suffered mightily and could have lashed out at God, at any of his many critics, he held his peace. "In all this did not Job sin with his lips."

Holding our peace, relying on our learning and on the Spirit of God to help us to know what to say and when to say it, will help us avoid sin with our lips. Holding our peace implies listening to understand others as they talk to us, not listening until we know what we're going to say.

And that's hard. Damned hard.

Holding our peace doesn't imply not fighting injustice, or shutting up, or having to tolerate abuse. It does mean waiting with a cooler mind for inspiration. And that means filling our heads with the word of God and being worthy of the Spirit to be ready for when inspiration comes.

Maybe Kenny Rogers said it better:


Or, if that's too secular for you, listening to "I Need thee Every Hour":



I Should Have Known Better

A week or so ago, I sought out a way to put together a power of attorney so my wife could sign an auto title for me if we sold the vehicle on her trip to North Dakota. (My name and our youngest son's name are on the title in an OR situation).

Because we live in the Internet age, I figured there'd be a way to put together such a document without too much fuss.

I found a website called Rocket Lawyer, and figured, eh, I'll give them a shot.

They walked me through the process to put together a power of attorney, making me answer questions that really didn't apply all that much to our situation, but what the heck, if it works, it works.

It didn't work.

I should have known at the end that I would have to sign up for a "free" trial of their other services, which I could of course cancel as necessary. I had to sign up to the trial to get my document, however. So I bailed.

I ended up taking care of the title another way, without the risk of forgetting about the "free" trial and ending up getting charged for something. Or, worse yet, having Rocket Laywer lose my information in a data breach and end up with me having to first cancel unauthorized charges and then cancelling the card in the bargain.

But they have my email address, of course, and keep reminding me about my document. And their other services. I need to remember to unsubscribe . . . (this is why I didn't sign up for the "free" trial, yanno.)


Saturday, February 15, 2025

POTATO BREAD

This is probably the most people have talked about potato bread in a long time:




Friday, February 14, 2025

Things As They Really Are in my Brain

So this is why it's important to cram your head full of information, and to record it when new information crosses with old information.

I'm currently reading "The Outrage Machine" by Tobias Rose-Stockwell. It's been enlightening. He promises solutions to curbing or understanding or eliminating the outrage we feel on social media (I'm not exactly sure what'll happen, as I'm still doing the reading).

"Our agency is being manipulated and scaled back, app by app, notification by notification. The recognition of this collective interference, and our part in it, is something akin to a mass existential crisis. This kind of manipulation challenges our basic understanding of human choice. It shows how these predictive systems are just one step away from being systems of control "

~Tobias Rose-Stockwell, "The Outrage Machine"

What he said reminded me of something from Elder David A. Bednar's "Things as They Really Are 2.0" speech, which he gave back in November.

"The ease of use, perceived accuracy, and rapid response time that characterize artificial intelligence can create a potentially beguiling, addictive, and suffocating influence on the exercise of our moral agency. Because AI is cloaked in the credibility and promises of scientific progress, we might naively be seduced into surrendering our precious moral agency to a technology that can only think telestial. By so doing, we may gradually be transformed from agents who can act into objects that are only acted upon."

~Elder David A. Bednar, "Things as They Really Are 2.0"

Tie what you know with what you're learning. That helps you develop a bigger picture of things.

More Floor Scraping


So I'm back to scraping the bathroom floor, now that the concrete has set. I think I've got enough scraped that I can start putting on the floor leveler, but we'll see how things look in the morning. The foam along the edges is there to stop the floor leveler from flowing where it shouldn't flow.

My goal is to have the floor leveler applied by noon tomorrow. If that goes well, next weekend I'll take down the drywall on the south wall, put in the ethernet cabling I want to and insulate it so I don't hear pooping sounds in the study.

Thursday, February 13, 2025

Stuck in Livingston

Things are a bit tiresome for part of the family . . .


They are on a bit of a mission, though. They're headed up there for a week in this:


We've been trying to sell this 2000 Expedition here for a year, and it's been a joke. Last offer we had was for $1,000, and the guy acted like he was doing us a huge favor taking it off our hands.

So Lexi put it on Facebook Marketplace in North Dakota, and it's been going a lot better. Apparently good used vehicles are much harder to come by up there.

They are, however, bogged down in Livingston by bad weather. Hopefully once they're through the detour things will go better for them.


Monday, February 10, 2025

We Live in the Stupidest Timeline


 

Also: "How come it only plays stupid music when Trump talks?"



Sunday, February 9, 2025

Don't Lie, Jared, Part II

A week ago, I wrote a screed about lying.

That post felt a little incomplete, because there was a scriptural reference I wanted to include, but I couldn't find it. I asked a friend well-versed in the scriptures, and it didn't sound familiar to him either.

But it bugged me, because though I was beginning to think that I had made it up in my head, I *knew* I had seen it somewhere in the recent past.

You can see where this is going.

Tonight we read in Doctrine and Covenants Section 10, and read this:


See? We really shouldn't lie because we expect others to lie. We shouldn't lie because our opponents lie. We shouldn't lie, period. And man do we need that direction now more than ever.

There is a cost to lying, as explained in the HBO miniseries Chernobyl:


This is where our nation is heading. And many are heading there merrily, beating on their drums.

Saturday, February 8, 2025

Faded Colors . . . Thanks, Google

Kinda odd, this.

I got looking at Google Maps today, trying to locate a small town in Montana where me might be selling a vehicle.

As I started out, I noticed an odd coloration forming a backwards letter C around my hometown:

The colors looked a little faded. I had my suspicions on what it was, so I zoomed in:

Yeah, it's snow. Snow. Here we are trying to get out of winter, and Google Maps is going to show us snow now. Looks like they updated maps this month, and stuck us with snow.

But at least this is still there:



Naughty


News item: President Trump to attend the Super Bowl in New Orleans this weekend.

Thining naughty thoughts.

Alternatively, I hope Philadelphia fans bring lots of snowballs and batteries.

Friday, February 7, 2025

"It's Almost Like Being in Love"

As a nation, we need a pause.

We need to watch "Groundhog Day," and see in Phil Connors a man who finds his place in time again when he ceases to treat others as objects, but as real people whose lives matter, even if it's hard to see how, or even if they're different than he.

Stephen Tobolowsky: "I don't think we really want BIll to get the girl. I think we detest Bill and his smugness at the beginning. I think one of the miracles of the movie is that during the course of the movie we want boy to get girl."

Andie MacDowell: "I think that you can tell Bill's character was really suffering. That even though, I mean, he was explosive and mean and cynical and all those things, you felt sorry for him, because you knew he couldn't be happy like that. And you see this other person that's peaceful and generous and kind and so you're thinking why can't this person who is suffering so much find peace and hook up with this other peaceful person and be happy. So I think it's just a generous nature of human beings to see someone who's obviously in pain and suffering and even though they're a total jerk to wish for them to not be like that."

We ought to remember what we stand for, and realize that sometimes our actions are result of hypocrisy. We can be wrong when others are right, and when that happens we ought not do double down on our wrongness, but recognize that we can learn from others and become better human beings in the process.



Hole Is Filled

 


Today I got the hole in the bathroom floor patched. I think it turned out well.

I did, however, discover one of the new valves has a very slow leak in it. I thought it was gaslighting me, because I went in, saw a wet spot, got distracted, then looked at the spot again and it was dry. Later I happened to glance over and saw a drop fall from the valve.

The plumbers are coming back Monday to fix it.

I got a little sass in the family group chat about my work, though:



Thursday, February 6, 2025

NEW TOILET HOLE!


The plumbers did indeed come today, and left  with:

1. A tub that drains and will hold water when wanted.

2. Valves for the sink and toilet that do not leak when turned off.

3. The aforementioned toilet hole, ready to receive the toilet.

They also secured the feed line for the toilet so it doesn't rattle in the wall.

There is still work for me to do to get the room back in use. First task is to cement up the hole:


We saved a little money not having the plumbers do it, and like Klinger I can say "I know concrete, it's not that hard!"

They did have to do a lot more digging that I thought, but they encountered a DIY plumbing job that was mostly fittings so they had to cut a lot out in order to get things put back together.


Also on the agenda: insulating that wall. It's more for soundproofing than anything else.

And wiring. And Ethernet cables for the home network. Lots of work to do.


Tuesday, February 4, 2025

[Selects "Poop Alone"]

 


The door to the master bathroom has been sticking off and on for years, most recently when temperatures jumped from the single digits to melting overnight.

I changed the hinges Monday night, thinking that would fix the problem, as I have been able to fix it in the past by tightening screws and tinkering with the hinges, but changing the hinges made it worse.

I got my level on the frame and found out the top is really slanty. So tonight I sanded the door a bit on top and got it back in its hole. It's no longer a rectangle, but it closes.

Monday, February 3, 2025

[Whispers] Don't Lie, Jared!

Speaking of the outrage machine, I saw this today (click to embiggen):


No, really. Click on that picture and blow it up and read the text therein.

As noted in my previous post on Russian propaganda being made for idiots, my Imbecillamus really sent alarm bells off as I read this.

This should be easily verifiable, of course. So I went a-searching for the original story, from a reputable news source, not some social media "news source," and yes, there is a difference.

Here's what I found:


Again, click to embiggen. I'll wait. Read all the words, please.

Notice something missing? Yes, the second is a story about a man making an appeal to Donald Trump to exempt his wife from being deported, as her citizenship was well underway and should be allowed to continue. Missing, of course, is the "fact" that said man is a Trump supporter, shocked and awed! that the position he supported meant pain for himself.

Story after story after story after story has the story of the man's wife being taken, but nothing about the man being a Trump supporter. Oh, there's this one. But it's from 2017. And it's friends of the deported fellow who report regretting voting for Trump. SO THIS OTHER STORY COULD HAVE HAPPENED, RIGH?!!?!

Except, of course, it didn't.

That is, of course, the story the left wants to tell: Trump's supporters will feel the pain for supporting him. I'm sure that'll happen.

But there is NO REASON TO LIE ABOUT THIS PARTICULAR STORY. None. None whatsoever. It's easily verifiable that it DID NOT HAPPEN. Unless you think your own base are the idiots, succumbing to the propaganda made for idiots, their imbecillami muted to the lies because they're lies they want to believe.

Tell the truth. And not the "truth," but the TRUTH.


In case you don't understand what I'm saying, I'll make it simple: Don't lie, Jared.


And don't tell me you have to lie because the other side lies. That's the biggest lie of all. I refuse to choose the lesser of two liars.

The Outrage Machine

There is, needless to say, a lot of outrage online at the moment.

There's good reason for the outrage. President Trump is coming into his second term driving a killdozer. Elon Musk, the techbro buddy who seems to be along for a four-year ride, is Nazi-saluting and trying to get into payment accounts managed by the U.S. Treasury and dismantling USAID at the behest of China.

The outrage machine, however, won't do a thing to stop any of this.

Outrage from both the left and the right is being steered toward the base of both sides. Republicans don't want the RINOs, and it seems the Democrats are holding everyone tained by the right in deep contempt.

No one is talking to the other side. They're shouting at each other, not at the soggy middle where perhaps inroads could be made to stop the Heemeyerification of Washington, DC.

Maybe things will get more rational. But I doubt it.

I understand getting the base riled up. That's what parties do. But the other side talking to the base? Not gonna happen in this potlicial climate, because the base of either party isn't listening. You can't have a rational discussion with either side, both of which are using the same screaming at each other tactics that will not ever, in a thousand years, change a mind.

What to do? I don't know. I'm not a political genius. Maybe I need to read this. Or not. I don't know. But I know talking is better than screaming. If I can find someone to talk with anymore.



Sunday, February 2, 2025

Toilet Trouble

So yesterday I removed the toilet in the basement bathroom so I could finish removing the last of the linoleum prior to tiling the bathroom floor.

Should have known there would be complications:


It's hard to see in this picture, but the flange that helps hold the toilet to the floor is rusted out, so it's not able to do its holding job anymore. That's going to have to be fixed before I do the floor.

It's disappointing, but not altogether a surprise. The toilet has been a bit wobbly, and I chalked that up to the floor not being level in the general toilet area. There is indeed a hump in the concrete here, but that's only part of the problem. Not having a strong bit of apparatus to fasten the toilet to is also a big deal. So I'll be calling the plumbers tomorrow to get on their schedule.

I have decided since I've got them here I'm also going to have them replace the sink and toilet valves, two of which leak even though they're shut off completely -- that's why there's a pan in this picture. I'll also have them look at the tub to see if they can free the weight meant to open and close the trap. I'm hoping all of this doesn't break the bank.

It does mean no toidy in the basement, at least one we can use in a normal toidy way.

Once these issues are fixed, I can keep going with the remodel. It'll be nice to have it done. It's been a long time coming.

Saturday, February 1, 2025

. . . and That is A Crazy Lady . . .

I grew weary earlier today while on Facebook, scrolling through the stupid crap --

-- and I mean I saw two iterations of stuff like this within minutes; the other one was some morons using wood, wood screws, and the skeleton of an old box spring to build a tent platform on the top of their car --

-- and was given the opportunity to "set my preferences."

I learned the following:

1. For suggestive content, the settings are "default" and "show less," which I guess makes sense but is bad news for the perverts.

2. For political content, the settings are "default" and "more," which also is bad news, but for everyone, perverts included.

3. I still don't see a setting for "don't show me weather reports for areas I don't live in," though. I guess we can't have everything.

For a closer look at all that junk, go to my post on Facebook; I'm not going to clog my blog with all those stupid screenshots, which are full-sized screenshots to show I didn't cut anything out.

No way to turn any of it off. No way just to see what my friends have posted -- I have to search long and hard to find any of that. Just ways to lessen the likelihood. And when you block one, three more pop up. It's an infernal social media game of whack-a-mole.

Or this. It's really this.


Something I have noticed:

My phone is probably the best Facebook machine, in that when I look at Facebook on my phone, I tend to see more of what my friends have posted.

Next, the desktop computer. More crapola, but I still get to see what my friends post.

Worst -- and by far the worst -- is my Kindle Fire. I seem to have nothing but crapola on Facebook when I use it.