I’m on my way to Stuttgart, to speak at IT-DEFENSE, 2019 on the topic of “metrics, the quest for meaning.” Things may be spotty here for a week; it depends on my energy level.
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I’m on my way to Stuttgart, to speak at IT-DEFENSE, 2019 on the topic of “metrics, the quest for meaning.” Things may be spotty here for a week; it depends on my energy level.
Since it’s clear that the covers have come off of political lying, let’s get a better crop of liars.
Pacific Gas and Electric’s (PG&E) lawyers are apparently convinced that some of the wildfires may be a result of PG&E poorly maintaining lines, therefore PG&E might be provably culpable, therefore…
Last week, I used a tow strap (I keep it in my truck bag in the back of my truck) and my big Chevy Tahoe to pull a UPS truck out of a ditch. You know, the standard UPS package car – big, brown, GMC service chassis with a Grumman aluminum body with dual rear wheels. I know GMC makes 4×4 drive-trains for those things; they’re not that much more expensive, either. I would sort of expect that each UPS motor-pool would have a couple 4×4 and the rest rigged for highway driving.
The overall process of knife-making seems to be pretty standard. Weld, shape, grind, quench, grind, polish, do the handle.
This posting inaugurates a new category of posting: The Adventures of Florida Man; the mythic superhero of popular culture who crops up periodically in police blotters.
Currently, I have half a tank of fuel; that’s enough to get me through this cold snap without the pipes blowing up. The last few days have been an interesting, exciting, scattershot mess.
A friend of mine told me that she had a friend who said he’d kill for a chance to make a damascus knife. I was in an expansive mood, and said, “well, he could come up for a couple days and I’ll walk him through it.” That’s how that happened. Fortunately, Maat is a cool guy, young and energetic, and he made it up here right before the ice set in on my driveway.
My furnace died last friday, and the tech came out, replaced a bunch of filters and the jet, bled some gunky-looking oil out of the line, and everything was fine. As he was leaving he said, “I’m going to put a call in for a fuel drop because your tank is at about 1/10.”
Observe the dog; it enjoys bacon. We might be able to conclude that a wolf would enjoy bacon, too. But “might” is the key word, there – can we really? I’d say it’s highly likely, but that’s based on my knowing other things already about wolves and dogs – namely that they are omnivores.
Why, then, might I run a complex and abusive experiment to determine if dogs like bacon? That would be a waste of time, right?