The I Miss the Old Days Complaint Thread
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..oh it was totally silly, I loved it
Non-complaint: Music to DAZ by; The adagio from the ballet "Spartacus and Phrygia" by Aram Khachaturian
Ten minutes of peace, love, harmony, momentary tension, and grandeur. Listen, breathe quietly, and melt into butter.
Music begins at 1:40
also the theme from the Onedin Line https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Onedin_Line so, for those of us on the right side of the Atlantic, indelibly associated with sailing ships.
does remembering watching the Onedin Line in glorious black and white make us old?? was a really great show!
No, we are not getting old, are we?
Actually, if you use a calculator , or the computer, the answer to anything divided by zero is error! Illegal operation. Way, way, back, there was no concept of zero. I guess they didn't know anyone who had zero ideas.
Dana
OK I looked it up and I stand corrected. Any number (n) divided by zero is undefined. However the limit for dividing the number (n) by x (n/x) where x approaches zero is infinity.
Classical music in USA TV series is rare, but the 1990s series "Wings" intro theme was from the beginning of the 4th movement of Franz Shubert's Sonata #20 in A (D.959)
Wings also was the first place I ever noticed the actor Tony Shalhoub (the airport taxi driver), although probably more famous for his own show "Monk", or as the alien who gets his head shot off in the first "Men In Black" movie.
There's probably lots of British & European TV with classical theme songs, but one I remember is from the show "Waiting For God". From the fourth movement of Shubert's "Trout" Quintet.
Kudos to the first to let us know what the theme to "Monty Python's Flying Circus" was from.
(wasn't classical, but was American)
Tony Shalhoub is such a treasure.
Loved Monk! So funny!
Dana
I think it was written by someone named John, can't remember the name of it, not ringing any bells for me. . .
Liberty Bell March by John Philip Sousa.
One kudo to Zylox.
But I just realized that the link to the "Waiting For God" clip didn't include the opening theme song. So here it is. A piano version of the beginning of the 4th movement of Schubert's "Trout" Quintet,
Yeah, yeah, they keep talking about death and dying and balmy old(& young) people.
That's what the show was about.
Very funny show.
Better to laugh at death before your time, it's harder later.
Non-complaint: Yay! My new recliner chair is assembled and in place and in operation.
Complaint: It is different. Definitely not as high quality as my previous (ancient, distressed, broken) recliner. I'm not dissatisfied, but I am impressed at how much the photo in the catalog lied to me. It'll be OK. One thing I did find out is that despite the arm rests having a nice cup holder in them, the chair is a rocker so if you have a glass of beet juice or other threatening liquid in the holder as you sit down or get up it will fling the liquid maliciously. Hasn't happened, but my minds eye can see it happening.
I can see the "cup holder" will be for TV remotes and cookies.
Ongoing Complaint: I still need to play that game of musical chairs or more appropriately, shuffle my two recliners so that I can get the old one able to be removed from the room. Two large chairs, one small room, one weak old man. Bummer!
Gonna have to ask the neighbor for help.
Long ago, my aunt had lost her first husband and she enlisted my cousin and I (also known as her kid and her sister's kid) to remove their now-defunct recliner from the bedroom. We definitely tried. But the problem was not with our ability to lift it. The problem was, when we tried to lift it, whatever part of the recliner we were holding on to would crumble. I mean, it seemed like the way to go would be to lift the chair from the bottom. But nothing underneath that chair was solid. Eventually we gave up, on the grounds that there would be nothing left of the chair by the time we got it downstairs.
Next, there was a filing cabinet that needed to be moved, and she warned me that I was unable to do it by myself. Well at the time, that was a good way to guarantee I would try to do it by myself. I only put a small dent in the wall of the house she was trying to sell. And never mind the ripped yoga pants, Payless shoes flying off my feet, and whatever else may have been a part of that scene. I did manage to avoid getting trampled by the runaway file cabinet. I credit this to me being skinny enough that the cabinet made it past me without hitting me, as it was sliding down the stairs faster than I was tumbling down the stairs.
It was soon after this that Aunt determined a moving company was the way to go. And what we really needed finally showed up. Well, three huge men showed up. At least that's what we thought we needed until one of them tried to move the piano and then we had two huge men remaining. And the worst part of that was when they were first trying to figure out how to move the piano. They were taking a long time and, for some unknown reason; perhaps being overwhelmed with stress; my aunt told me to go ask them if I can assist. With shoes back on my feet, I had no choice but to approach these three titans, ask them if I can assist, and watch them look at me as if I was insane for suggesting I could be any help. Honestly at this point, my only redemption was when one of them threw his back out and they didn't get the piano moved either,
The End
Ah, piano movers. There used to be an industry for them. Pianos everywhere, and guys who knew how to move them.
Now days, not so much.
I had a 100 year old, 8 foot grand piano with rosewood cabinet, massive fancily carved legs, real ivory white keys, and real ebony black keys, moved from NY to Florida about 40 years ago. No problems, not a scratch (Although, to be honest, on a 100 year old piano that had been stored in a cluttered garage for a decade, it would have been just another one). I bought that piano for $300 and had it moved 1200 miles for another $300. Try that now days.
However, I was not there when they picked it up nor when they delivered it, but I never got a notice about hospitalized movers.
I eventually sold it to a relative, where it now sits in a place of honor in their big fancy house. The piano built in 1880, is now 143 years old. Still plays tolerably well, not a bad action, and not bad sounding, but the bass strings are dull and need replacement. And yeah, it could use many $1000s in refurb(mostly internally), but it ain't mine anymore, and nobody in the house where it is now, plays it. They just look at it and show it off during parties. Appearance being easier to maintain than function.
...one of my favourite British comedies.
I went to play with Daz Studio to figure out it isn't currently installed. I am trying to fix that now.
I moved a "Studio" type upright piano about ten years ago... (more accurately 11 years ago and just around two weeks after hurricane Sandy hit Long Island, my best friend's colleague was moving and gifted him the piano for his daughters, so we showed up with his GMC Yukon to pick it up and the fellow who was giving the piano away was positive the two of us could neither lift nor fit the piano into the truck, which we did manage with a little effort... okay... a lot, but we did it.
It was basically a straight run out of the house and down a very patio-like front set of stairs and down an angled driveway to the truck... the fit height-wise was tight, but not bad... the real problem was lifting it up the 30 or so inches into the truck... the original idea was to slide it up some 2"x6"s that I brought, but they just bent under the weight to the point where it was impossible to slide... so we had to lift it up and in... that was horrible. Those type of piano usually weigh in excess of 350 lbs and I doubt it it was on the lower end of the scale... but we got it in and drove it back to their house where it lived up until a year ago when someone bought it from them... the person who bought it, hired four burly mover dudes who complained the whole time while t,hey moved it out of the house, or so I was told.
And in another piano related story... one of my cousins lives in Monroe, Connecticut in a woodsy area where the houses are spread out a bit... his property used to be an old farm that was divided into several large plots... last year there was a storm that knocked over a tree, which left a huge hole in the ground when the roots took all the dirt with them... in the depression left behind were the surprisingly intact remains of an ancient "player" piano... it must have been in the ground for at least 80 or 90 years judging from the size of the tree... the roots held a few pieces and the remains of what was probably the stool or bench... but the majority was still looking rather whole...
That was weird, but what was actually weirder... far weirder... was that after two days it disappeared.
Except for the stool, and a rotted dowel, all of it was gone... furthermore there was no apparent evidence of anyone carrying it off despite the fact the ground was very soft, and aside from his neighbor who claimed he saw nothing unusual, nobody knew about it... so either the neighbor stole it for the brass and ivory or some random forest animals took it for their old timey saloon they have hidden in the woods...
My cousin doesn't suspect his neighbor so I don't know what the next logical scenario is... every option I put forth, including it being stolen for the brass and ivory (according to him those parts were too corroded or water damaged to be worth anything) he had a reason it probably wasn't that scenario...
My cousin isn't prone to telling tall tales, and he did take lots of pictures both of the piano and it being gone, but he also didn't bother investigating it much... I know if it were me I'd have searched for footprints either human, animal or piano... he was too blasé about it... like "yeah... it disappeared..."
That would bother the hell out of me...
Maybe it was cursed and the tree was a magical oak that was planted on top to keep the demonic forces at bay, but after it was exposed it regained its strength and shambled off into the wood...?
So keep that in mind if your car breaks down and you are walking alone at night through the cold and hilly woods of Monroe and hear the sound of a tinny old piano playing far off in dark... it's probably best you keep on your way and don't investigate...
If you are lucky it'll just be drunken bears... the other possibility is far worse...
A lost tribe of hippies I suppose?
Spooky.
Man, You so needed
Anybody in the Northeast US enjoying the snow yet?
No snow here but it is not short sleeves weather. I am outside. At least I have a coat!
...more chilly wet weather here. We've bene10° - 15° below our normal high for the last several weeks.
All because of a rodent who is scared of his shadow.
Normally here in the Northwest that "atmospheric river" which is drenching and burying California takes aim on us every year but the jet stream has been pushed further southward.+
However a bit of a break coming this week and we may actually reach 60° by midweek, then back fo chilly and wet again by the weekend.
Is there a 3D chicken available for DS or Poser?
time for me to look at the Fasgrab section of the store.
Right here at DAZ there's Noggin's Chicken, Noggin's Chicken Add-On, Low-RES Chicken, and 3D Universe's Toon Chicken. Not hard to find.
Dana
There's also the chicken store
https://www.daz3d.com/fried-chicken-store
Are you sure it's your computer?
This morning I was reminded of how much I hate snow, especially wet snow...
We had some 8 inches of snow and the temperatures were below freezing (not much though), but last night it snowed some more, the wind blew it into piles and filled any and all tracks there were with snow and then the temperature started rising and the snowfall turned into rain...
Everywhere some 8-9 inches of wet and heavy snow, including all of my driveway... My driveway is around 200 feet, it has a couple of turns and after the second turn, I have to climb uphill to get on the road...
It went pretty well up until the uphill, where one can't have too much speed because of the ~60+ degree turn just before it, and halfway up the hill... No chance... Managed to reverse far enough and there was no other choice than start shoveling, did I mention the snow was wet and heavy?... It took some 20 minutes to clear tracks up the 30 foot uphill to get through... Nice driving to work when one is soaking wet...
@ PerttiA: Winter woes. The Eskimoes reportedly have many many words for "snow". Americans do too, but most of them are four letter words.
Non-complaint: Yay, a mini-adventure. A morning out of my cage. I made arrangement last night, for the local transport bus to take me all the way up town this morning where I can catch another to the medical center for a checkup appointment. Which also means that I get to have breakfast at BurgerKing or TimHorton, go to the bank, go to the dollar store, go to the overstock store, go to the drugstore, etc. Wheee, all sorts of fun.
Complaint: Arghhh...., no mini-adventure today. I checked my appointment schedule paperwork and the checkup isn't until next Tuesday.
Had to call up and cancel my bus ride or they'd dock me for scheduling an off-route pickup, and not using it. Oh well, no mini-adventure until next week.
Non-complaint: Well, since I'm not going into the big city today, I can get out of these civilized clothes and back into my sweats and slippers.
Something is wrong with Ariel's right hand.
I had to put clothes on her for the photos as I don't know if a nude Ariel doll would be against TOS? But then her body is as realistic as a Barbie doll!
It looks like feline dental impressions to me.