The Random Crap Thread 2: It Hits the Fan.
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Tell her one of the most important rules of storytelling is "Show, Don't Tell".
Excellent idea.
But now I've got that song in my head. Oh hey! We could turn it into a duet
Him: Show me don't tell me
Her: I've heard it all before
Him: Show me don't tell me
Her: I don't care what you say
Him: Show me don't tell me
Her: Will you love me forever?
Him: Let me sleep on it
Her: Will you love me forever!
Oh wait. I've jumped songs.
Woah I heard Paradise by the Dashboard lights on the radio earlier tonight and thought "man I haven't thought about this song in forever." I wish you told me you were stalking me, I could've shared my wings with you.
So I'm working on getting the last of the boxes unpacked from the move, the contents of some of which haven't seen the light of day in 3 moves, so it's a bit of an archeological dig going through some of them. I have two boxes left of mine in the spare bedroom/music room labelled 'memorabilia'. So, OK, I figure it's probably mostly things that can get tossed or sold, since I haven't opened either of these two boxes since I lived in Calgary at least, possibly longer.
I find letters written to me from my (now deceased) grandparents from when I was, like, 7 and 8 years old.
I find the (still functional) music box that was in my room at their house in Ontario, and that I would listen to every night when I visited.
All the f-ing feels.
So now I'm dehydrated from all the crying, and desperately want to talk to my grandma and grandpa, and I can't. And it sucks. And I miss them. And I didn't realize just how much until I heard that music box play.
Stupid feelings.
I find letters written to me from my (now deceased) grandparents from when I was, like, 7 and 8 years old.
I find the (still functional) music box that was in my room at their house in Ontario, and that I would listen to every night when I visited.
All the f-ing feels.
So now I'm dehydrated from all the crying, and desperately want to talk to my grandma and grandpa, and I can't. And it sucks. And I miss them. And I didn't realize just how much until I heard that music box play.
Stupid feelings.
It's weird sometimes what brings on those feelings. I was watching a boxing match (dont' remember which one since I am not much of a fan), and I saw this older guy in the audience that was a doppelganger for my grandfather. Glasses, balding hairline, Tony Soprano-esque build, etc. Once I saw him, I was riveted. I couldn't stop staring. I had a dream that night and my grandfather came to visit me (had been dead for at least 10 yrs by this point), and he had been alive this whole time, but decided to leave us for a while. I hugged him and told him how much I missed him. He always smelled of a combination of Shower-to-shower and Old Spice. When I woke up, I had that smell in my nose. It took a long time to shake that dream. It felt so real, and the smell really jacked with me.
GasBandit
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You know how I said back when Google first cut me a check that it was official, now I'm a professional youtuber? Well, forget that, I've just had two strangers have a flamey, pointless 9-post-long pissing match in one of my videos, complete with "fag," "bitch," and "retard" being thrown around like confetti. NOW I'm officially a professional youtuber.
Sounds like the good old days around here...
GasBandit
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Even at our worst, we were never "youtube comments" level bad.
GasBandit
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So, I was checking out a local pawn shop again today (as is often my wont these days), and I noticed a dehumidifier on the shelf for $20. Underling #1 works right up in the front office with an open window to the lobby, and the lobby doors don't actually seal all that great when closed, so it gets pretty humid up there sometimes. So I figured I'd snag it.
Thing is, as I took it off the shelf, I noticed its power cord was missing. It had a small two-prong socket, much like some laptops, but the cord was not with it. So I asked the guy behind the counter, "You guys got the power cord for this dehumidifier?" He goes back into the back to look, and comes back with what is plainly a laptop power cord.
"Are you sure that will work?" says I. "Pretty sure!" says he. He tries to fit it into the dehumidifier... but it's too thick and won't fit the plug. "Eh, I'm sure it'll work if we just trim down the outside a little."
Oh this is gonna be good, I think. "Ok, if that works, I'll buy it."
So he goes and gets a box cutter and starts whittling down the power cord connection until it will fit in the socket on the machine. It takes him a couple tries. Then, he plugs it into the countertop power outlet and...
... out comes the magic smoke and the "that's never gonna work again" smell that us electronics guys know oh-so-well.
Ha ha, dang. Oh well.
Thing is, as I took it off the shelf, I noticed its power cord was missing. It had a small two-prong socket, much like some laptops, but the cord was not with it. So I asked the guy behind the counter, "You guys got the power cord for this dehumidifier?" He goes back into the back to look, and comes back with what is plainly a laptop power cord.
"Are you sure that will work?" says I. "Pretty sure!" says he. He tries to fit it into the dehumidifier... but it's too thick and won't fit the plug. "Eh, I'm sure it'll work if we just trim down the outside a little."
Oh this is gonna be good, I think. "Ok, if that works, I'll buy it."
So he goes and gets a box cutter and starts whittling down the power cord connection until it will fit in the socket on the machine. It takes him a couple tries. Then, he plugs it into the countertop power outlet and...
... out comes the magic smoke and the "that's never gonna work again" smell that us electronics guys know oh-so-well.
Ha ha, dang. Oh well.
I assume you meant the power adapter got fried.
I also assume what the dehumidifier actually needed was a standard C7 cord (or possibly the polarized version)?
--Patrick
I also assume what the dehumidifier actually needed was a standard C7 cord (or possibly the polarized version)?
--Patrick
GasBandit
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The power cord plugged in at the bottom, whatever got fried was in the top - where the guts of the electronics were.
The standard C7 cord is what the guy brought out and shaved to fit.
Methinks the actual power cord for the dehumidifier was supposed to have some kind of built in voltage adapter, and just so happened to have a plug that LOOKED similar to, if slightly smaller than, a C7.
GasBandit
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*dehumidifier. But you're probably still right. The aim was to just make it "only" as humid as the rest of the building. All moot now, of course.
We had better not have mice!! One of our cats will be getting fired!
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I feel like these events are related.
If so, I'm a bit terrified
Why not be gay, then? I heard it's your choice
GasBandit
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How to get points on Imgur, in my experience:
Comment only using reference humor.
(I'm less than 200 from the imgurite bonus mediallion on "Glorious" standing (80,000 points, the highest rating there is). I sure as hell didn't get those points posting images to the gallery.)
GasBandit
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On a post about a badger, I posted "Honey Badger don't etc." Yes, exactly that, with the "etc." Got over 1000 points. Even LAZY reference humor gets points.
Meanwhile, my worst performing comment (at negative 70) was pointing out that despite the new open-carry-with-CCP law, "Texas isn't an open carry state, and requires CCP for any pistol worn on the person." Which is factually correct, given that an "open carry" state means you can wear an unconcealed pistol without a permit legally, which is not the case in Texas.
Doesn't matter. Downvoted 70 times. And that means they had to go looking for it to downvote it, given that it hides the comment when you go below 0.
Where's my "1000 Points" button?
It doubles if it's a Rick and Morty reference.
I've made a habit that whenever I see "my man/looking good/slow down" I respond with "stop fighting me! Just let this happen."
That sounds like a place I ought to be.
I dropped some mad writing tips all over the Twitter machine.
GasBandit
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It's FRIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! And I can hardly believe I'm going to be able to leave before 7 on a friday for once. Maybe it's karma making up for me fucking up my ankle earlier.
Because I bought 5 dozen hot dog buns last week, and my wife forgot and went ahead and bought 6 dozen hot dog buns on the same day.