I joined an online game of Risk last night blind. By which I mean you can investigate the conditions of the game and have someone jump in while you are doing that, or you can jump in blind yourself. I went in blind. The situation for my color was horrible!
The only human player had half the board (and she outpointed me 3-1, 12million points to my paltry 4 million) and was attacking my poor few nations. I was fortunate that she ran out of armies while I still had 2 nations. It may seem bad that she surrounded me, but it DID mean I was isolated from the computer players for a turn. And she SAID she would kill me on her next turn.
And she sure tried! I got JUST enough to survive her next turn and slowly managed to control Africa and then South America. She decided to try to take North America and the bots fought back stopping her plan.
I moved into NA and slipped from Alaska into Kamchatka (Asia) breaking her bonus for that continent. I had JUST enough armies to stop her getting Kamchatcka back, but killing that last bot in Europe got me extra armies and I swept through Asia, pinning her in Australia. She had no more armies that turn (takes 3 right cards to get more armies and she only had 2). I took Australia.
I could tell she was really pissed. You routinely tell the winner "good game" as you leave. She didn't.
It doesn't get much better than that. When you come from almost nothing, and win, that's special.
Monday, September 2, 2013
Sunday, September 1, 2013
It Was 27 Years Today...
...that I moved into my "starter home". I'm still here!
I went through a long string of bad apartments and many roommates to slightly better apartments with a 2 roommates to a rented house with one roommate, to the same rented house alone. And then FINALLY came the day when I was 36 and could get my own house.
I did a lot of research. The Washington DC area is expensive, and the several counties surrounding it were not much better. A co-worker pointed out that e lived just beyond the county line of the 2nd level of counties out from DC, and I learned that a house there cost only half of what the same house (on a smaller property) cost closer in. The trade-off was a slightly longer commute.
I had to look around a lot before I found what I was looking for (large property with a decent house size). I told the realty agent that I didn't care about schools, community activities, shopping, or restaurants. Well, I'm a real homebody; you plant me in a decent house and yard and sometimes I don't leave it for a week (except for commuting to work before I retired).
The realty agent kept showing me tiny ranch house on tiny properties. He was convinced that, as a single guy, all I needed out of life was basically a one-bedroom apartment with barely space for a M/V and a TV, a living room for parties, planted on the smallest possible yard (because who wants to mow a large lawn anyway).
After being driven the the umpteenth tiny house and yard I finally grabbed him by his cheap shiny garish tie and made him listen to me. The next day, he drove me to a newly-built dead-end street just being developed. 30 lots available and I could choose any one. Plus the developer had several varieties of houses to choose from. I identified the best one by size and flatness and available sunlight. It had 5 sides (comes to a point in the back because the street behind it is curved.
And I discovered "split-foyer" houses. I grew up where basements were below ground and there was a one or 2 story house above that. Split-foyer means that the basement is at ground level with basically a large ranch house on top of it, and the front door is halfway up so that there is a half stair leading up to the living area and a half stair going down to the basement. So the front door is 6 steps up from ground level. It's weird. But I like it.
With 3 "bedrooms" there is a master bedroom, a computer/library room, and there was a guest bedroom that is now the cat playroom. The basement has an enclosed garage and the rest is a nice woodworking shop. The dining room is now the TV room and the living room is now the dining/cat tree/library room.
The yard is a half acre. Half of the back yard is left relatively wild and half is flowers and garden with some small lawn. I keep the front yard rather standard for the benefit of my neighbors. My one gift to my neighbors is a standard routine appearance. I live mostly inside or in the back yard, so I don't really care about the front; so let it please the neighbors. The front yard is planted with some hostas and a few showy shrubs.
After 27 years, I know every stone, weed, and mole tunnel. My friends and siblings say I must be bored living in the same old place for so long. Why should I be bored? I LIKE this place. The inside is perfected to my tastes (which don't change by fashion demands), and the outside is so familiar and comfortable.
For a "starter home", its pretty good.
So I am celebrating this 27th anniversary here, remembering how it was the day I moved in vs how it looks today.
I went through a long string of bad apartments and many roommates to slightly better apartments with a 2 roommates to a rented house with one roommate, to the same rented house alone. And then FINALLY came the day when I was 36 and could get my own house.
I did a lot of research. The Washington DC area is expensive, and the several counties surrounding it were not much better. A co-worker pointed out that e lived just beyond the county line of the 2nd level of counties out from DC, and I learned that a house there cost only half of what the same house (on a smaller property) cost closer in. The trade-off was a slightly longer commute.
I had to look around a lot before I found what I was looking for (large property with a decent house size). I told the realty agent that I didn't care about schools, community activities, shopping, or restaurants. Well, I'm a real homebody; you plant me in a decent house and yard and sometimes I don't leave it for a week (except for commuting to work before I retired).
The realty agent kept showing me tiny ranch house on tiny properties. He was convinced that, as a single guy, all I needed out of life was basically a one-bedroom apartment with barely space for a M/V and a TV, a living room for parties, planted on the smallest possible yard (because who wants to mow a large lawn anyway).
After being driven the the umpteenth tiny house and yard I finally grabbed him by his cheap shiny garish tie and made him listen to me. The next day, he drove me to a newly-built dead-end street just being developed. 30 lots available and I could choose any one. Plus the developer had several varieties of houses to choose from. I identified the best one by size and flatness and available sunlight. It had 5 sides (comes to a point in the back because the street behind it is curved.
And I discovered "split-foyer" houses. I grew up where basements were below ground and there was a one or 2 story house above that. Split-foyer means that the basement is at ground level with basically a large ranch house on top of it, and the front door is halfway up so that there is a half stair leading up to the living area and a half stair going down to the basement. So the front door is 6 steps up from ground level. It's weird. But I like it.
With 3 "bedrooms" there is a master bedroom, a computer/library room, and there was a guest bedroom that is now the cat playroom. The basement has an enclosed garage and the rest is a nice woodworking shop. The dining room is now the TV room and the living room is now the dining/cat tree/library room.
The yard is a half acre. Half of the back yard is left relatively wild and half is flowers and garden with some small lawn. I keep the front yard rather standard for the benefit of my neighbors. My one gift to my neighbors is a standard routine appearance. I live mostly inside or in the back yard, so I don't really care about the front; so let it please the neighbors. The front yard is planted with some hostas and a few showy shrubs.
After 27 years, I know every stone, weed, and mole tunnel. My friends and siblings say I must be bored living in the same old place for so long. Why should I be bored? I LIKE this place. The inside is perfected to my tastes (which don't change by fashion demands), and the outside is so familiar and comfortable.
For a "starter home", its pretty good.
So I am celebrating this 27th anniversary here, remembering how it was the day I moved in vs how it looks today.
Birds?
I have no idea why my squirrel cage catches birds, but I found a 3rd one in the cage today. I let it go of course. They sure fly out fast when I open the cage.
This time it was a titmouse. I didn't even bother to go back to the house and get the camera.
Apparently, most birds love peanut butter. So far, 2 sparrows and the recent titmouse. And I guess they peck at it hard enough to trigger the cage doors to close.
This time it was a titmouse. I didn't even bother to go back to the house and get the camera.
Apparently, most birds love peanut butter. So far, 2 sparrows and the recent titmouse. And I guess they peck at it hard enough to trigger the cage doors to close.
Friday, August 30, 2013
Some Political Analysis
I pay a lot of attention to politics (I majored in it). I pay a lot of attention to history (I minored in it). I pay attention to game strategy (A lifelong hobby). So I've been following the debates about possible US reactions to the nearly certain actions that President Assad of Syria has taken regarding chemical attacks on his own people.
My thoughts on this today do not involve the debate on whether the chemical attacks happened or what should be done about them. I play some strategic games, and most involve figuring out what your opponent will do in response to your own actions. I got to thinking about what Assad himself might say proactively to complicate his opponents plans and protect him against attacks (and I assure you I am not trying to provide him advice*)
President Assad: "I have become aware that chemical attacks were launched against my people. It was most assuredly done by either rebel elements engaged in illegitimate civil war or by rogue elements within the military. I am investigating both possibilities and will report to the United Nations following that investigation.
I can only deplore the attacks and loss of life. The guilty parties will be identified and punished.
But I am also aware that the United States and possibly other foreign powers are contemplating attacks on the legitimate government of Syria. I warn them not to interfere.
Syria does have chemical weapons, as almost all modern nations do. In response to the foreign threats, they have been dispersed in ways that cannot be effectively tracked or targeted.
If a single missile or airborne bomb from a foreign power diminishes the ability of the legitimate Syrian government to suppress the rebellion, those hidden and dispersed chemical weapons will be used against all rebel encampments and strongholds.
If such attacks occur, the foreign powers will be responsible for the deaths of the rebels.
Finally, I remind the United States that it had its own civil war to maintain the governance of its own central government against a regional rebellion. Foreign powers did not intervene, though 620,000 combatants and 50,000 civilians died in the suppression of the rebellious provinces.
We will re-establish central governmental control over our nation. We will actively resist foreign involvement by all means necessary."
Just some worrisome thoughts...
* If by some bizarrely unlikely possibility the Syrian government happens to read this, assume this is a planted blog by the CIA designed to provoke you into an disastrous course of action leading to your downfall.
Or not. How would you ever know?
My thoughts on this today do not involve the debate on whether the chemical attacks happened or what should be done about them. I play some strategic games, and most involve figuring out what your opponent will do in response to your own actions. I got to thinking about what Assad himself might say proactively to complicate his opponents plans and protect him against attacks (and I assure you I am not trying to provide him advice*)
President Assad: "I have become aware that chemical attacks were launched against my people. It was most assuredly done by either rebel elements engaged in illegitimate civil war or by rogue elements within the military. I am investigating both possibilities and will report to the United Nations following that investigation.
I can only deplore the attacks and loss of life. The guilty parties will be identified and punished.
But I am also aware that the United States and possibly other foreign powers are contemplating attacks on the legitimate government of Syria. I warn them not to interfere.
Syria does have chemical weapons, as almost all modern nations do. In response to the foreign threats, they have been dispersed in ways that cannot be effectively tracked or targeted.
If a single missile or airborne bomb from a foreign power diminishes the ability of the legitimate Syrian government to suppress the rebellion, those hidden and dispersed chemical weapons will be used against all rebel encampments and strongholds.
If such attacks occur, the foreign powers will be responsible for the deaths of the rebels.
Finally, I remind the United States that it had its own civil war to maintain the governance of its own central government against a regional rebellion. Foreign powers did not intervene, though 620,000 combatants and 50,000 civilians died in the suppression of the rebellious provinces.
We will re-establish central governmental control over our nation. We will actively resist foreign involvement by all means necessary."
Just some worrisome thoughts...
* If by some bizarrely unlikely possibility the Syrian government happens to read this, assume this is a planted blog by the CIA designed to provoke you into an disastrous course of action leading to your downfall.
Or not. How would you ever know?
Monday, August 26, 2013
Too Few Facts
I was watching MSNBC tonight. It is my preferred political talk source. They generally provide backup to their claims, with videotape with dates and locations, etc. They are generally thoughtful and complete in their presentations. But sometimes even they go thin on the analysis and it irks me.
Chris Hayes did a piece on rip-off hospital charges. And while it is generally true that US medical professionals and hospitals seem to get a lot more than in other countries (so that the costs can be legitimately questioned) the example he used was abysmal.
He was talking about IV saline solution. He said they use Morton salt and inexpensive bottled water. I expect that its true because MSNBC doesn't slip on basic checkable information like that. His big point was that some hospital charged a patient $91 for 88 cents worth of salt and water. OUTRAGEOUS!
But wait-a-minute... Aren't there other costs in providing that saline solution?
I'm no doctor and not even related to the least grade of medical assistant, but I can immediately think of a lot of costs involved beyond the saline solution.
1. Someone has to mix the salt and water precisely.
2. The saline solution has to be put in (I assume) a sterile plastic bag.
3. A sterile tube has to be attached to the bag.
4. The saline bag has to be delivered to the patient's location.
5. A needle has to be inserted into the patient.
6. The saline bag has to be attached to the needle.
7. I assume there is a drip-rate control that needs to be set.
8. The saline drip has to be monitored at some times.
9. The use of the saline drip has to be recorded for billing purposes.
10. The use has to be billed.
11. The billing usually has to go through several cycles (the whole bill to medicare, then the uncovered amount to the insurance company, and finally some small bill to the actual patient.
12. Some percentage of patient bills will never be paid, so those get distributed into other hospital overhead costs. I'm a little uncertain on this last one, as those costs may be included in the above costs. But even then, some of those costs will be distributed into hospital services that were not involved in the provision of the saline solution, so they aren't in the cost of the saline (meaning they got added to overhead for ER, cancer ward, meals, etc).
I'm not mentioning this to complain about medical costs (though that is worthy of attention and challenge). I'm not qualified to accurately set the cost of an appendectomy (an operation I had once) or a heart transplant (which I haven't).
But if I can easily see a dozen more costly parts of a procedure, couldn't MSNBC's fact-checkers and editors see the same?
I have to accuse MSNBC and Chris Hayes of pulling a sleight-of-hand with the facts on this issue. Rather FOX-like, in "convenient factlessness"...
Chris Hayes did a piece on rip-off hospital charges. And while it is generally true that US medical professionals and hospitals seem to get a lot more than in other countries (so that the costs can be legitimately questioned) the example he used was abysmal.
He was talking about IV saline solution. He said they use Morton salt and inexpensive bottled water. I expect that its true because MSNBC doesn't slip on basic checkable information like that. His big point was that some hospital charged a patient $91 for 88 cents worth of salt and water. OUTRAGEOUS!
But wait-a-minute... Aren't there other costs in providing that saline solution?
I'm no doctor and not even related to the least grade of medical assistant, but I can immediately think of a lot of costs involved beyond the saline solution.
1. Someone has to mix the salt and water precisely.
2. The saline solution has to be put in (I assume) a sterile plastic bag.
3. A sterile tube has to be attached to the bag.
4. The saline bag has to be delivered to the patient's location.
5. A needle has to be inserted into the patient.
6. The saline bag has to be attached to the needle.
7. I assume there is a drip-rate control that needs to be set.
8. The saline drip has to be monitored at some times.
9. The use of the saline drip has to be recorded for billing purposes.
10. The use has to be billed.
11. The billing usually has to go through several cycles (the whole bill to medicare, then the uncovered amount to the insurance company, and finally some small bill to the actual patient.
12. Some percentage of patient bills will never be paid, so those get distributed into other hospital overhead costs. I'm a little uncertain on this last one, as those costs may be included in the above costs. But even then, some of those costs will be distributed into hospital services that were not involved in the provision of the saline solution, so they aren't in the cost of the saline (meaning they got added to overhead for ER, cancer ward, meals, etc).
I'm not mentioning this to complain about medical costs (though that is worthy of attention and challenge). I'm not qualified to accurately set the cost of an appendectomy (an operation I had once) or a heart transplant (which I haven't).
But if I can easily see a dozen more costly parts of a procedure, couldn't MSNBC's fact-checkers and editors see the same?
I have to accuse MSNBC and Chris Hayes of pulling a sleight-of-hand with the facts on this issue. Rather FOX-like, in "convenient factlessness"...
Saturday, August 24, 2013
Car Problems
There are worse problems than having a battery just not work. Brakes could fail or a wheel fall off , for example. Burt for minor things, turning the ignition switch with the key and hearing clickclickclickclickclickclickclickclick is bad. Especially when you have been saving up errands to match the grocery-shopping trip because you are out of fresh food.
I even had gotten up relatively early today to do the shopping and errands.
So when the batterry seemed dead, I checked for causes. No door was slightly open, the glove compartment was closed, the headlights had not been left on; no cause I could find. And it was a good quality battery from April 2012. No cause for a problem.
Fortunately, I have 3 boat batteries around and they are still well-charged. I jump-started the car with one. It started right up. I drove it around for 15 minutes assuming that would recharge the battery well, with the boat battery in the car in case of trouble. It probably helped to have really good cables too. Never scrimp on those. Good ones will work when cheap ones don't.
To keep a long story short, I had no further trouble today. But every time I stopped the car, I had to consider that there would be problems. I stopped at 5 stores today and worried every time that the car wouldn't start again. I backed into every parking space in case I needed a jump-start from someone.
I hate that kind of uncertainty! But I guess I'll just recharge the boat battery and leave it in the car for a month until I'm confident the car battery just had "a bad day".
I keep 4 small plastic tubs in the car. One holds the jumping cables, one has a first-aid kit, one has a cranking flashlight and emergency equipment, one has odd tools (like a window-breaker, in case of submersion). And the back pouches of the seats are filled with local, state, and national maps. Its good to be prepared.
I even had gotten up relatively early today to do the shopping and errands.
So when the batterry seemed dead, I checked for causes. No door was slightly open, the glove compartment was closed, the headlights had not been left on; no cause I could find. And it was a good quality battery from April 2012. No cause for a problem.
Fortunately, I have 3 boat batteries around and they are still well-charged. I jump-started the car with one. It started right up. I drove it around for 15 minutes assuming that would recharge the battery well, with the boat battery in the car in case of trouble. It probably helped to have really good cables too. Never scrimp on those. Good ones will work when cheap ones don't.
To keep a long story short, I had no further trouble today. But every time I stopped the car, I had to consider that there would be problems. I stopped at 5 stores today and worried every time that the car wouldn't start again. I backed into every parking space in case I needed a jump-start from someone.
I hate that kind of uncertainty! But I guess I'll just recharge the boat battery and leave it in the car for a month until I'm confident the car battery just had "a bad day".
I keep 4 small plastic tubs in the car. One holds the jumping cables, one has a first-aid kit, one has a cranking flashlight and emergency equipment, one has odd tools (like a window-breaker, in case of submersion). And the back pouches of the seats are filled with local, state, and national maps. Its good to be prepared.
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Busy Day
I got the 6th Evil Squirrel today. I thought there were 5, but I saw signs from a 6th and I caught it.
I feel sorry for the poor things. I know they just want to eat and live. Drowning them seems cruel (but takes only 20 seconds and they are mostly just confused).. So I considered the options in their lives. It's not like squirrels often die of old age:
1. Grabbed by hawk talons for several minutes and then get ripped apart while still alive.
2. Same with owls...
3. Hit by cars and die of injuries slowly on the side of the road.
4. Starve to death slowly.
5. Freeze to death in very cold winters.
6. Grabbed by dogs and shaken into oblivion after terrible bites.
7. Poisoned or snap-trapped by liscenced people getting them out of attics.
8. Pecked to death by crows.
There are probably others I can't think of but it doesn't really matter. There is (was) this group of squirrels that destroyed most of my garden and I think I got the last one (the trap will remain set until no squirrels attack my vegetable plants).
After reducing (hopefully eliminating) the East Grove Gang who had, as a group, learned to attack gardens, I have had 12 heirloom tomatoes harvested ripe and there are 12 more getting there. Last year, with the East Grove Gang undisturbed, I got 2 tomatoes the whole year.
It is good to be at the top of the food chain.
On the gaming front, I had stayed away from Risk for a week. But tonight I joined a game of 5 players, 2 outpointing me by WAY LOTS. I won. I was shocked because I don't generally do well in multiplayer games and especially I don't do well against VERY more experienced players. But some games just go well. I played carefully. I played well. I attacked when it was best to attack and I defended my borders well.
And Oh my goodness, Ayla has been playin fetch with the old worn-out "softy-mouse" she loves so much. She has brought it back to me a dozen times as I type. Its SO old. There is nothing of the nip in it and it is nothing but the original cloth body. But she loves it so much.
I think I will just spend the next couple hours tossing it to her until she gets tired of it. Ayla doesn't love many toys, mostly plastic milk rings. But as long as she wants to grab softy-mouse, I will toss it to her.
It was a Good Day!
I feel sorry for the poor things. I know they just want to eat and live. Drowning them seems cruel (but takes only 20 seconds and they are mostly just confused).. So I considered the options in their lives. It's not like squirrels often die of old age:
1. Grabbed by hawk talons for several minutes and then get ripped apart while still alive.
2. Same with owls...
3. Hit by cars and die of injuries slowly on the side of the road.
4. Starve to death slowly.
5. Freeze to death in very cold winters.
6. Grabbed by dogs and shaken into oblivion after terrible bites.
7. Poisoned or snap-trapped by liscenced people getting them out of attics.
8. Pecked to death by crows.
There are probably others I can't think of but it doesn't really matter. There is (was) this group of squirrels that destroyed most of my garden and I think I got the last one (the trap will remain set until no squirrels attack my vegetable plants).
After reducing (hopefully eliminating) the East Grove Gang who had, as a group, learned to attack gardens, I have had 12 heirloom tomatoes harvested ripe and there are 12 more getting there. Last year, with the East Grove Gang undisturbed, I got 2 tomatoes the whole year.
It is good to be at the top of the food chain.
On the gaming front, I had stayed away from Risk for a week. But tonight I joined a game of 5 players, 2 outpointing me by WAY LOTS. I won. I was shocked because I don't generally do well in multiplayer games and especially I don't do well against VERY more experienced players. But some games just go well. I played carefully. I played well. I attacked when it was best to attack and I defended my borders well.
And Oh my goodness, Ayla has been playin fetch with the old worn-out "softy-mouse" she loves so much. She has brought it back to me a dozen times as I type. Its SO old. There is nothing of the nip in it and it is nothing but the original cloth body. But she loves it so much.
I think I will just spend the next couple hours tossing it to her until she gets tired of it. Ayla doesn't love many toys, mostly plastic milk rings. But as long as she wants to grab softy-mouse, I will toss it to her.
It was a Good Day!
Friday, August 16, 2013
I Am So Lucky Sometimes
Unlucky at love and cards, I am pretty much lucky at most other things. It balances out.
Two weeks ago, I lost the nut that holds the sawblade on the tablesaw. Its a special nut with reverse screw threads. You can't buy it at the local hardware store. I lost it somehow when taking off the stacked dado blades I used to cut slots in some boards. I assumed the nut fell into the pile of sawdust, and I felt through it VERY carefully. I brushed all the sawdust out of the bottom om the cabinet saw. No nut. So I sprinkled the sawdust out in the back yard.
Obviously, I had set that special nut aside somewhere in the house. I searched the basement for a week. No luck. I checked the pockets of all my clothes for the past week. No luck.
I pulled the tablesaw forward and back and searched underneath. No luck.
That's "lucky"? Yes it is. Because I accumulate ""possibly useful things". One of which is a Very Powerful Magnet. I could possibly attach myself to the steel basement door with it.
So, as I had the tablesaw manufacturer site onscreen, I thought to make one more effort at finding the lost nut among the sprinkled sawdust.
I dragged the magnet along in the sawdust scatterred in the back yard. And WHAT do you suppose found on the SERIOUS magnet? A nut! It didn't seem to fit. But it was a bit rusty, so I gave a good workover with a wirebrush. My fingertips WILL heal.
But a little oil after that and IT FIT!!!
My lost tablesaw reverse thread arbor nut! Oh sweet baby of the tablesaw... And oh sweet magnet of the "just TRY to pull it off the steel garage door where I keep you". Thank you, thank you, thank you...
Two weeks ago, I lost the nut that holds the sawblade on the tablesaw. Its a special nut with reverse screw threads. You can't buy it at the local hardware store. I lost it somehow when taking off the stacked dado blades I used to cut slots in some boards. I assumed the nut fell into the pile of sawdust, and I felt through it VERY carefully. I brushed all the sawdust out of the bottom om the cabinet saw. No nut. So I sprinkled the sawdust out in the back yard.
Obviously, I had set that special nut aside somewhere in the house. I searched the basement for a week. No luck. I checked the pockets of all my clothes for the past week. No luck.
I pulled the tablesaw forward and back and searched underneath. No luck.
That's "lucky"? Yes it is. Because I accumulate ""possibly useful things". One of which is a Very Powerful Magnet. I could possibly attach myself to the steel basement door with it.
So, as I had the tablesaw manufacturer site onscreen, I thought to make one more effort at finding the lost nut among the sprinkled sawdust.
I dragged the magnet along in the sawdust scatterred in the back yard. And WHAT do you suppose found on the SERIOUS magnet? A nut! It didn't seem to fit. But it was a bit rusty, so I gave a good workover with a wirebrush. My fingertips WILL heal.
But a little oil after that and IT FIT!!!
My lost tablesaw reverse thread arbor nut! Oh sweet baby of the tablesaw... And oh sweet magnet of the "just TRY to pull it off the steel garage door where I keep you". Thank you, thank you, thank you...
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Can the Electrical Stuff Get Worse?
The old family fake Tiffany lamp needs support/hanging hardware only a specialist can provide. The new "brightest" kitchen fluorescent bulbs seem dim. The newly installed "bottom of the stair" light is newly-detached so that the upper one works properly again and there is no light at the bottom.
Now the hall circular fluorescent light has suddenly failed. The online guidelines said to "replace the bulb". Did that, no improvement. Then it said "replace the starter". Did that, and after a quarter hour struggling with getting it set into the connections, didn't help.
And seriously, after a quarter hour holding your hands up not even doing anything, see how you feel. There is an old trick about betting someone they can't hold a feather at arm's length for 10 minutes. The sucker thinks "feather", but the problem is the weight of the ARM, LOL! My arms were exhausted just holding them straight up from the stepladder.
I DID finally get the damn starter installed eventually, and it had no effect. The light lit at about 10% and flickered.
To temporarily replace the misfunctioning hallway light, I took a floorlamp and put a screw-in fluorescent bulb and set the floor lamp on a narrow table. It's just me here, so I can live with that a week. But I had to replace a regular bulb in the basement light from where I took the screw-in fluorescent one out.
The base of the bulb broke off. So I had to turn off the circuit breaker to that circuit so I could use pliers to unscrew the broken base. I couldn't read the circuit breaker labels without my glasses. So upstairs I went to find them. Back downstairs I went.
Oh, its the #13 circuit which I now see is printed SIDEWAYS which is why I couldn't make any sense of it without my glasses. So I go to get my pliers out of my stupid fancy tray tool cabinet. Which is LOCKED because I had contractors in the house and my friend had to take legal action because HIS contractors stole some of the same fancy tools I have.
So where did I put the keys? Because I don't have a regular place to put them because I almost never have to lock the stupid tool cabinet. I stand around upstairs trying to find them and THERE they are on the hook where the pizza paddle lives. Of course, where else would they be. Well at least I found them.
So I look in the tool chest for the best thing to spread inside the broken bulb socket (remember that?) and discover that the best tool for the job was sitting on my workbench the whole time. I slowly spread the tin snips out in the broken socket (after double-checking the power was off) and slowly remove the broken bulb base.
I replace the bulb with a new one. Hurray, I'm back to where I was an hour earlier! This is actually progress. I've already made the several required mistakes, and fixed them!!!
The new bulb is "oh so gently" screwed in. The circuit breaker is set back "ON", it works! Hurray...
And I had the damn kitchen fixture to deal with. The electrician was going to replace the ballast but asked if I had any new 4' fluorescent T-12 bulbs . I did actually, plant-grow bulbs for my garden-seedling light stand. They worked. The kitchen looked HORRIBLE, but they did work. So after the electricians left, I went to buy better tube bulbs. I selected "daylight" because I wanted bright light in the kitchen. I do a lot of food-prep, so I figured "daylight" was good.
They were not good. "Daylight" bulbs are rather blaringly bluish. The light is bright but funny inside. SO, I went out and bought what the store chart said was right for "kitchens". The lumens output is less, but the color is better.
My addition of a hinge to one end of the 4' light fixture is the smartest thing I've done all year. I've had to get at the tube bulbs a half dozen times just in this month and trying to be on both sides of a 4' fixture at the same time as one person is a real struggle. Even the electricians admired the idea. I tried the new "warm white" bulbs and it was like I remembered the lighting had been! I could even put the diffuser panel back in and the lighting was still as good when I tilted the fixture cover back up by the hinge and attached it at the other end.
So there are 2 working fixtures of 4 again. As lame as that is, I feel like I had a major success today. That's actually pretty pathetic. but sometimes 50% is good.
I'll get the other 50% done next week or the week after, after bringing the fake tiffany lmp to a repair shop 40 miles away, buying a new hallway lamp for the electricians to install, having them install the fake tiffany lamp in the top of the stairs and fishing wires through the walls and across the attic.
I dont EVEN want to imagine the problems they will discover. But at least the last electrician specified the details of the wire fishing and attic support and wrote that the work WAS ALREADY PAID FOR BY THE QUOTE IN THE FIRST PAID BOTCHED JOB!
I may get out of this yet without the house burning down by bad electrical circuits.
25 years ago, when I moved in, I would have done this myself. But I'm not crazy-confident-brave 36 years old anymore. I've zapped myself too many times doing amateur electrical work. I nearly killed myself twice, surviving only because I wasn't grounded. I'm not touching electricity anymore.
Now I just hope I don't kill myself gardening somehow.
Now the hall circular fluorescent light has suddenly failed. The online guidelines said to "replace the bulb". Did that, no improvement. Then it said "replace the starter". Did that, and after a quarter hour struggling with getting it set into the connections, didn't help.
And seriously, after a quarter hour holding your hands up not even doing anything, see how you feel. There is an old trick about betting someone they can't hold a feather at arm's length for 10 minutes. The sucker thinks "feather", but the problem is the weight of the ARM, LOL! My arms were exhausted just holding them straight up from the stepladder.
I DID finally get the damn starter installed eventually, and it had no effect. The light lit at about 10% and flickered.
To temporarily replace the misfunctioning hallway light, I took a floorlamp and put a screw-in fluorescent bulb and set the floor lamp on a narrow table. It's just me here, so I can live with that a week. But I had to replace a regular bulb in the basement light from where I took the screw-in fluorescent one out.
The base of the bulb broke off. So I had to turn off the circuit breaker to that circuit so I could use pliers to unscrew the broken base. I couldn't read the circuit breaker labels without my glasses. So upstairs I went to find them. Back downstairs I went.
Oh, its the #13 circuit which I now see is printed SIDEWAYS which is why I couldn't make any sense of it without my glasses. So I go to get my pliers out of my stupid fancy tray tool cabinet. Which is LOCKED because I had contractors in the house and my friend had to take legal action because HIS contractors stole some of the same fancy tools I have.
So where did I put the keys? Because I don't have a regular place to put them because I almost never have to lock the stupid tool cabinet. I stand around upstairs trying to find them and THERE they are on the hook where the pizza paddle lives. Of course, where else would they be. Well at least I found them.
So I look in the tool chest for the best thing to spread inside the broken bulb socket (remember that?) and discover that the best tool for the job was sitting on my workbench the whole time. I slowly spread the tin snips out in the broken socket (after double-checking the power was off) and slowly remove the broken bulb base.
I replace the bulb with a new one. Hurray, I'm back to where I was an hour earlier! This is actually progress. I've already made the several required mistakes, and fixed them!!!
The new bulb is "oh so gently" screwed in. The circuit breaker is set back "ON", it works! Hurray...
And I had the damn kitchen fixture to deal with. The electrician was going to replace the ballast but asked if I had any new 4' fluorescent T-12 bulbs . I did actually, plant-grow bulbs for my garden-seedling light stand. They worked. The kitchen looked HORRIBLE, but they did work. So after the electricians left, I went to buy better tube bulbs. I selected "daylight" because I wanted bright light in the kitchen. I do a lot of food-prep, so I figured "daylight" was good.
They were not good. "Daylight" bulbs are rather blaringly bluish. The light is bright but funny inside. SO, I went out and bought what the store chart said was right for "kitchens". The lumens output is less, but the color is better.
My addition of a hinge to one end of the 4' light fixture is the smartest thing I've done all year. I've had to get at the tube bulbs a half dozen times just in this month and trying to be on both sides of a 4' fixture at the same time as one person is a real struggle. Even the electricians admired the idea. I tried the new "warm white" bulbs and it was like I remembered the lighting had been! I could even put the diffuser panel back in and the lighting was still as good when I tilted the fixture cover back up by the hinge and attached it at the other end.
So there are 2 working fixtures of 4 again. As lame as that is, I feel like I had a major success today. That's actually pretty pathetic. but sometimes 50% is good.
I'll get the other 50% done next week or the week after, after bringing the fake tiffany lmp to a repair shop 40 miles away, buying a new hallway lamp for the electricians to install, having them install the fake tiffany lamp in the top of the stairs and fishing wires through the walls and across the attic.
I dont EVEN want to imagine the problems they will discover. But at least the last electrician specified the details of the wire fishing and attic support and wrote that the work WAS ALREADY PAID FOR BY THE QUOTE IN THE FIRST PAID BOTCHED JOB!
I may get out of this yet without the house burning down by bad electrical circuits.
25 years ago, when I moved in, I would have done this myself. But I'm not crazy-confident-brave 36 years old anymore. I've zapped myself too many times doing amateur electrical work. I nearly killed myself twice, surviving only because I wasn't grounded. I'm not touching electricity anymore.
Now I just hope I don't kill myself gardening somehow.
Friday, August 9, 2013
Electricians, Part 2
OK, an electrician (and helper) came out today at 11 am. I demonstrated the problem (but of course, as dramatically as possible). I have a split-foyer house, which means the front door is halfway up the house, a half set of stairs goes down the the basement and a half set of stairs goes up to the one main floor. So it looks like a 2 story house outside but it is really a ranch house on a full basement that is mostly above ground. I hope that makes some sense.
But that means that the light inside the front door is about 15" high and that there is a light switch at the top in the middle at the door, and at the bottom at the basement. I've never used the middle one because I enter the house through the garage attached to the basement and only use the top and bottom switches.
So the first electrician decided to wire the new ceiling light to the switch at the basement end of the stairs. I asked why not just connect the new light directly to upper light but he said that wasn't really possible. After he was done, it turned out that the upper switch wouldn't turn the lower light on "because of the wiring". Grumble grumble...
After he left, I discovered that using the switches in order of descending the stairs made one light come on and the other off back and forth. I emailed the company and said politely that this couldn't be normal or unfixable.
Enter today's electricians. Now I will say from the start that they understood the problem immediately. When they saw the one light turning on and the other turning off from the same flip of a switch, they cringed (it was their own company's previous work after all). Even the electricians HELPER said that the "main switch" must be at the top of the stairs. I mentioned that I had suggested the more direct solution was to fish a wire from the new light to the existing light up the walls and across that attic.
After opening all 3 light switches and testing the circuits head electrician said my suggestion to the previous electrician was the best way to do the job. I didn't comment further.
But another matter was the "new" ceiling light I wanted installed at the top of the stairs. Its a old fake tiffany lamp (Mom and her sisters fought over it thinking it was real from Gramma). The first electrician refused to install it because it was missing support parts. I thought I had "fixed" it well enough but the new electrician said it still wasn't to code and needed "canopy and ceiling plate" parts they don't have. So it needed an antique lamp repair shop. OK, I'll trust him on that and get that done.
So, because wiring the new lower stairs light to the upper light now would mean all the wiring work today and unwiring and rewiring it when the old "tiffany" lamp was repaired (at extra cost).I agreed to basiclly let them set the switch wiring bck to the previos settings (so the lower light was not connected). That was how it was before the lower light was installed earlier this week, so it is back to normal.
When I get the "tiffany" lamp repaired for "to-code" conditions, there will be little charge since I already paid for the lower lamp installation and wiring. Doing the wiring between the lamps will take them extra time, but they gave me a quote for that and will stick to it (and I've already paid for it).
But since they were there, I had them replace a motion-detector light way up over the front door (that the roofers messed up when they detached and re-attached it after doing their work AND they looked at my kitchen ceiling 4' fluorescent light fixture which bizzarely will not come on in the hottest part of Summer. I've assumed attic heat is the cause. Well, it only happens then.
The first electrician said I needed to convert the existing T-12 ballast and tubes to T-8 because "they run cooler". The 2nd electrician (who had recognized the first electrian's multiple failures) said "well, you probably need a new ballast, but do you have any new fluorescent tubes around?" I did. He replaced them and they worked. I felt stupid.
But its dim. The 2nd electrician is an honest person. He said, you know, you can buy a new one at Home Depot and have them install it for less than I can do this work. I thanked him.
The second electrician and his helpers did good honest work, admitted where things had gone wrong before and repaired those parts at no cost (and detailed on the work order those things that should not be charged in the next visit).
I value that. I found the company on Angie's List and selected them among 3 companies all rated "A" in all categories. OK, they had that first guy do badly, but they returned so quickly with a better person that I bet that first guy is already gone). I found the roofer there and the replacement siding company too. I have had nothing but great service from "A" rated house work companies on Angie's list. Dentist and doctor too, BTW.
I'm not here to promote Angie's List in any way other than my own personal satisfaction with the service, but it sure has been working for me. Its possible the top ratings are not very different at "A" or "B" level, but I think it really weeds out the bad ones and that's good enough for me to stay subscribed.
And I still have other work to have done. The asphalt driveway is 26 years old and falling apart. I want a cement one. Back to Angie's List...
But that means that the light inside the front door is about 15" high and that there is a light switch at the top in the middle at the door, and at the bottom at the basement. I've never used the middle one because I enter the house through the garage attached to the basement and only use the top and bottom switches.
So the first electrician decided to wire the new ceiling light to the switch at the basement end of the stairs. I asked why not just connect the new light directly to upper light but he said that wasn't really possible. After he was done, it turned out that the upper switch wouldn't turn the lower light on "because of the wiring". Grumble grumble...
After he left, I discovered that using the switches in order of descending the stairs made one light come on and the other off back and forth. I emailed the company and said politely that this couldn't be normal or unfixable.
Enter today's electricians. Now I will say from the start that they understood the problem immediately. When they saw the one light turning on and the other turning off from the same flip of a switch, they cringed (it was their own company's previous work after all). Even the electricians HELPER said that the "main switch" must be at the top of the stairs. I mentioned that I had suggested the more direct solution was to fish a wire from the new light to the existing light up the walls and across that attic.
After opening all 3 light switches and testing the circuits head electrician said my suggestion to the previous electrician was the best way to do the job. I didn't comment further.
But another matter was the "new" ceiling light I wanted installed at the top of the stairs. Its a old fake tiffany lamp (Mom and her sisters fought over it thinking it was real from Gramma). The first electrician refused to install it because it was missing support parts. I thought I had "fixed" it well enough but the new electrician said it still wasn't to code and needed "canopy and ceiling plate" parts they don't have. So it needed an antique lamp repair shop. OK, I'll trust him on that and get that done.
So, because wiring the new lower stairs light to the upper light now would mean all the wiring work today and unwiring and rewiring it when the old "tiffany" lamp was repaired (at extra cost).I agreed to basiclly let them set the switch wiring bck to the previos settings (so the lower light was not connected). That was how it was before the lower light was installed earlier this week, so it is back to normal.
When I get the "tiffany" lamp repaired for "to-code" conditions, there will be little charge since I already paid for the lower lamp installation and wiring. Doing the wiring between the lamps will take them extra time, but they gave me a quote for that and will stick to it (and I've already paid for it).
But since they were there, I had them replace a motion-detector light way up over the front door (that the roofers messed up when they detached and re-attached it after doing their work AND they looked at my kitchen ceiling 4' fluorescent light fixture which bizzarely will not come on in the hottest part of Summer. I've assumed attic heat is the cause. Well, it only happens then.
The first electrician said I needed to convert the existing T-12 ballast and tubes to T-8 because "they run cooler". The 2nd electrician (who had recognized the first electrian's multiple failures) said "well, you probably need a new ballast, but do you have any new fluorescent tubes around?" I did. He replaced them and they worked. I felt stupid.
But its dim. The 2nd electrician is an honest person. He said, you know, you can buy a new one at Home Depot and have them install it for less than I can do this work. I thanked him.
The second electrician and his helpers did good honest work, admitted where things had gone wrong before and repaired those parts at no cost (and detailed on the work order those things that should not be charged in the next visit).
I value that. I found the company on Angie's List and selected them among 3 companies all rated "A" in all categories. OK, they had that first guy do badly, but they returned so quickly with a better person that I bet that first guy is already gone). I found the roofer there and the replacement siding company too. I have had nothing but great service from "A" rated house work companies on Angie's list. Dentist and doctor too, BTW.
I'm not here to promote Angie's List in any way other than my own personal satisfaction with the service, but it sure has been working for me. Its possible the top ratings are not very different at "A" or "B" level, but I think it really weeds out the bad ones and that's good enough for me to stay subscribed.
And I still have other work to have done. The asphalt driveway is 26 years old and falling apart. I want a cement one. Back to Angie's List...
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