The persistence of tamping rivets in my sleep
They still do not have black stiffeners. I made up the last of the cardboard triangles. The 30118 series I finished a day and a half ago. What is there to do? Oh well let's see if I can wreck some heavy-duty fans. Hans Klopek showed me how to build them. On the first one I tapped the presser to release the rivet and ka-whunk, so much for that blade and skull unit. Each rivet machine has it's own idiosyncrasies. Some you have to slam your foot down and then it will release a rivet. Others drop at the slightest touch.
I resolved to not commit another error. Unfortunately the light overhead went out and ka-whunka, another broken unit. I thought that perhaps I had imagined things but a second time later ka-whanka, again, another object for the junkyard. The light went out before this occurred too and was observed by Ernest, a new temp. I suspected a surge so I followed the cords. Six went into one extension that went into a unit with six others and then to a strip of six and then that went to an outlet of six with every available plug in occupied. Bill in passing says that these sorts of things happen from time to time, the key is to have fewer errors than made parts. I went 76 for 79 for a success rate of 96%.
Sean served in the Army straight out of high school and originally lived in Pennsylvania. His favorite activities outside of online games are paintball and climbing. Hockey is the most interesting sport he follows. Yesterday Lucy had Orlando and I move a desk down a flight of stairs. Midway through this Charles (?) decides to lend hand as well. Lucy has an above ground pool that needs to be drained since summer is all but over. Chuck is a forty-year Steelers Fan. Ernest prefers the Raiders as he just moved up from Oakland.
The streaky Tacoma Rainiers lost all their home games to win all their road games in the first series with Sacramento to advance to the championship round against Nashville where they lost all their road games and now trail two games to zip in a best out of five heading back home. Good job. I however smell a sweep.
Seeing some pictures gave me a ghastly regret over actually getting updated pictures of myself. They were for this church yearbook thing - an irony in that I do not go there or have any interest in that way of thought. But my parents go and people have vague remembrances of my brother and I so - sure why not? Arg - photos of me - ah - bad. Unless of course - nah.
I resolved to not commit another error. Unfortunately the light overhead went out and ka-whunka, another broken unit. I thought that perhaps I had imagined things but a second time later ka-whanka, again, another object for the junkyard. The light went out before this occurred too and was observed by Ernest, a new temp. I suspected a surge so I followed the cords. Six went into one extension that went into a unit with six others and then to a strip of six and then that went to an outlet of six with every available plug in occupied. Bill in passing says that these sorts of things happen from time to time, the key is to have fewer errors than made parts. I went 76 for 79 for a success rate of 96%.
Sean served in the Army straight out of high school and originally lived in Pennsylvania. His favorite activities outside of online games are paintball and climbing. Hockey is the most interesting sport he follows. Yesterday Lucy had Orlando and I move a desk down a flight of stairs. Midway through this Charles (?) decides to lend hand as well. Lucy has an above ground pool that needs to be drained since summer is all but over. Chuck is a forty-year Steelers Fan. Ernest prefers the Raiders as he just moved up from Oakland.
The streaky Tacoma Rainiers lost all their home games to win all their road games in the first series with Sacramento to advance to the championship round against Nashville where they lost all their road games and now trail two games to zip in a best out of five heading back home. Good job. I however smell a sweep.
Seeing some pictures gave me a ghastly regret over actually getting updated pictures of myself. They were for this church yearbook thing - an irony in that I do not go there or have any interest in that way of thought. But my parents go and people have vague remembrances of my brother and I so - sure why not? Arg - photos of me - ah - bad. Unless of course - nah.