The I Miss the Old Days Complaint Thread
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Well, so these newer phones have this thing called "wi-fi calling" or "VOLTE" or whatever. And if you turn it on and get your phone connected to your home internet service, it will use the home internet for your phone calls and everything else. You don't have to have a cell tower at all. Incoming and outgoing calls work as normal. The only real issue is if you're talking on the phone and you leave home, then you could experience a dropped call as it goes out of range of the home internet and switches to the cell phone tower. And that seems to be less of a problem than it used to be, at least for me. Oh it's raining... And there's a setting... I think the rain just stopped like 15 seconds after it started. There's a setting to have the wi-fi calling try to use the phone's mobile data first before using the home internet. It's a bit confusing since wi-fi calling was made to get around the problem of the phone not having a signal, and this setting would tell the phone to try to use the phone signal for the wi-fi calling. But if it works, it fixes the problem of dropped calls when you walk too far from the home internet. And if it doesn't work, you can still make calls using the home internet. I should have ended this message when it started raining. If the last half of this is too confusing, just focus on the part before the rain thing.
I'm not surprised that the iPhone didn't work through a USB port. I am surprised that the other people's phones do work. The last time I tried to plug an apple device into a car, it didn't work because it required a special Apple cable that connected simultaneously to both the USB port and the auxiliary audio port that looks like a headphone jack. So as far as I could see, it would get the song names and control the iPod through the USB port while the audio itself was going through the headphone jack. And I think Hyundai would charge $50 for that cable that shouldn't exist in the first place.
My mother was a tailor!
She sewed my new blue jeans!
My father was a gamblin' man!
Down in New Orleans!!
Speaking of New Orleans, DisneyWorld in Orlando is rumoured to be contemplating doing away with Frontier Land and replacing it with a New Orleans Square "land".
NOOOOO..., not FrontierLand!
What will become of The Country Bear Jamboree? And the Saloon with the hall of infinite mirrors. They're already removing SplashMountain. I got over the FantasyLand re-do and losing Mr Toad's Wild Ride a long time ago, but, but, but,... Oh,... I forgot,... I'll probably never make it back to Disney anymore, ... never mind.
I get it, the wild west is a lot further away from the people who still attend Disney stuff than it was for we mid to late 20th century kids who grew up with TV & movies of Daniel Boone, Wild Bill Hickok, The Cisco Kid, The Lone Ranger, showering us all the time etc... But we mid-1950s kids remember some little bit of what life was like in the 1880s & '90s because we had people to talk to about it or at least tell us what their parents had told them. I remember seeing many horses & buggies back in the early '50s (not necessarily Amish) Old barns were still plentiful and there would often be a dried out old horse wagon or buggy mouldering in the corner. My parents lived in houses without electricity or indoor plumbing till they were teenagers. My grandparents house still had part of its pass-through buggy garage, attached to the house. I always thought it was clever but weird to have a long narrow garage the full length of the house on the back side, with doors on both ends. Just pull the horse & buggy into the covered passage, discharge your passengers, disconnect the horse, move it to its parking spot & feed it, all in the comfort out of the snow, rain, wind & sun. When ready to go travelling again, just hook up the horse, and drive out the other end of the passage without having to turn the buggy around or convince the horse to walk backwards.
I remember that house (my grandfather's) had a large, high ceilinged, special room on one end next to the kitchen that was for storage of coal & wood piles for the cooking stoves & heaters. Houses in small towns were well designed for life of the time.
Yup... Not just a stick... a steel bar with a connected metal base... technically a signpost of sorts... presumably it's all part of whatever happened after the events in No Way Home... hopefully whatever movie comes next will explain this, but I'm not sure I really want to know... probably... maybe a little... but it's like when you leave off with a hopeful ending where someone is like "I'm gonna be alright, find my old friends and I'm going to rise back to the top" and then you see them a year or two later looking like they slept in the Taco Bell dumpster and they are dragging around a steel signpost base in back of them, you gotta wonder what happened...
Then again there are so many different Spider-men in the Spiderverse, for all I know this guy could be the meth addicted one where everyone has a signpost sticking out their butt... it's hard to say... but it's still rather depressing to see him like that.
I had a good birthday! Now it is time to go to bed.
Yay, birthdays!
Complaint: It's well into spring and I have yet to see a groundhog in the yard outside my kitchen window.
I also didn't see any during late fall either. And the winter weather definitely wasn't severe enough to kill them. Hmmm..., maybe the farmer found her and her family to be a nuisance?
Or something found them for lunch.
Or perhaps they moved to the south side of the road, where there are more hiding places, fewer dogs, farmers, tractors, kids, cats, and other semi-civilized critters.
Non-complaint: I did see a deer a few weeks ago, and a brown bunny yesterday & lots of Robins & Starlings.
yep!
The American Robin is no longer a sign of Spring. They are present all year round. Though some do go south for the winter, a hearty flock comes down to our zone from Canada for the winter. I always see Robins around my house, all year long. I don't think European Starlings are migrators, either, but I could be wrong. The ones that are migrators are Common Grackles. And they're back. So are Red-Winged Blackbirds. Haven't noticed Northern Mockingbird yet, or Gray Catbird. They should be back pretty soon, though.
Dana
Spectral non-complaint: My window prisms have been giving quite a light show the last couple of days. About the time I'm making breakfast, the spectrum has glided onto the stainless steel toaster, where the vertical grooves & edges of the metal toaster catch a narrow band of the spectrum to amplify and isolate it a bit with darkness on either side of it. So, as I make breakfast I can watch as the colors march across that narrow ridge, one color at a time. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, voilet. Wheee...
Grade school science was good for something.
It's not important whether you see the groundhog; rather, the important thing is did the groundhog see his shadow?
- Confusion
And how would we know that, anyway? I've always thought that was a big lie. There is no way to tell that an animal saw its shadow. He could have looked right at it and not notice it. After all, lived in the dark all that time, everything would look bright to it. It could have been looking at a bug or worm, or something shiny.
Dana
...nevertheless, I have a bone to pick with ol' Punxsutawney Phil for giving us in the northwest not just 6 more weeks of winter but 10 (going on 11). More days next week where it won't get out of the 40s for the high temperature. with rain and wind. had one nice day in Friday and sort of OK one Saturday which actually hit our normal temp for the year, but back into the wet, cold and gloom or another week.
Supposed to finally start acting more like spring by the end of the month but they promised that for the last couple weeks, so I'm being cautiously sceptical about it.
I found a picture of this guy on the internet. He is one cute guy, but he is a tad red. He seems to be a little fishie.
As long as we're talking about fish, Monty Python had a thing for fish. Observe...
Morning fish:
Oh fishy, fishy, fishy fish:
The fish slap dance:
LIcence for a pet fish:
I don't have anything to complain about...
Oh. Nevermind. I just did. n_n
Not to mention A Fish Called Wanda, co-written by John Cleese and starring Cleese and fellow Python Michael Palin.
Meow! I want a Meow 9! Or did it get released yet? Doubt it?
(crickets)
...been busy with other things.
Non-complaint: Yay! Finally got my laundry done. Piles of clean cloths & clothes again.
Very small mini-adventure, morning bus to the laundry, breakfast at BurgerKing (I tried their breakfast taco thing... meh..., maybe nextime the junior instead of the big one), and then an Uber ride home. The driver is the new guy in the Uber stable around here. He has a big Ford pickup truck as his Uber vehicle.
I don't hike myself up into big trucks easily anymore.
But once there he's a great guy to talk to for the 10 minutes it takes to get the 7 miles home.
Complaint: Bums at the laundromat. My closest laundromat is ancient. Building from the '60s, huge floor to ceiling plate glass windows tilted outward at the top, glazed turquoise colored bricks at the top & bottom, you know the type, corroded aluminum window struts, raspy hinges on the sagging metal/glass door, and a third of the washers & dryer machines don't work.
The business was sold in 2022 to a new guy who closed the drop-off, and the dry-cleaning parts of the business, so now it's just a laundromat with dying ancient machines. The new owner is rarely there, so the place is open all day long without anyone to make change (when the change machines fail), no candy bar or soda machines anymore either, and nobody to return your quarters when the wash/dry machine eats them.
The place does stay clean though, or at least as clean as a 60 year old cheap mini-mall building can be kept. So, that's good.
HOWEVER..., there are several signs in the windows advising "NO LOITERING". Yet, the last couple times I've gone I've been pestered by panhandlers begging for money or cigarettes. Semi OK if they stay outside and don't bother people. But yesterday, was the worst. While inside, I was approached separately by two. A nice older lady was standing outside in the snow(yes there was snow here yesterday) when I arrived, but later came inside and asked for cigarettes or cash, I declined but had just come back from BurgerKing with a coffee in my hand. She was so nice and appologetic for asking, that I felt sorry for not having anything to give her, so I gave her my coffee, for which she was grateful and went away shortly. The other guy was the complete opposite, he was lounging in the waiting room, sleeping on the benches, and when anyone entered he went into begging mode. While I was folding my clothes he came over and asked for a pair of socks. I picked out one pair and gave it to him. Then he asked for underwear and a T-shirt. I gave him both after advising him that my underwear is about twice his size.
At this point I was done with my laundry, and thoroughly done with him, so to get away from him I called my Uber and went outside to wait. He followed me out asking for more of something (by this time I was actively ignoring him) and he started getting angry and berating me. I had not said anything rude to him, I just wanted to not interact. I was beginning to get afraid of this wacko. Just then my Uber (the big black truck with handsome burly man driving
) arrived and the bum slunk back into the laundromat to wait for the next victim. This is what happens when the owner ghosts his property.
My first thought was if that guy at the laundromat had approached me like that, he would have asked for his last sock. But in retrospect, I have had this history of picking up strangers. Like they would just walk up to me and ask for a ride and I would say "okay". Maybe I would just give some random person my underwear if that person asked. But when I feel unsafe in public, I turn into kind of a feral cat. Perhaps feral cat 9. I'd probably just hiss at him and throw my socks at him. And I have no shortage of socks to throw,
It's a little weird to call him "clueless" and "oblivious", because there was no apparent reason for him to know - or even suspect - that that was about to happen.
I am trying to research about Ubuntu! Lovely idea!
I am far from sure that wasn't staged.
No fun when ones regular work takes too much time, leaving no time to check the forums...
Well, in Spain people routinely dry their underwear with their dynamite collections... which is why, if you look on the dryer the notice label says "Clothing only, please dry dynamite in the proper dryers located in the basement"... I myself would just expect explosions upon entering such a business...
Separate thought though... I'm wondering if that was a lithium battery explosion... that did not look like a gas explosion... it looked like something in there caught fire first.
Edit... It was a cigarette lighter... the pop that opened the door was probably when the lighter ruptured and the explosion was the butane igniting... One article mentions various explosions involving small lithium batteries forgotten in clothing, especially vaping related ones.
Edit-edit... it apparently was a "Clipper" type/brand lighter which is supposed to be safer and more environmentally friendly than a Bic or disposable lighter...