Aaaaand it's Multiquote-Woman to the rescue!
I just saw on the news that King Richard III was supposedly uncovered beneath a parking lot in the U.K.
And they're supposedly making some distant relative of his pay a fortune in parking fees...
I've only ever seen two types of boxes... circuit breaker boxes with leavers you switch back and forth--those are easy. If you know which breaker, you switch it off, and then on. They look like leavers.
Scary scary boxes with actual fuses... those you need to buy an actual fuse and insert it. The ones I saw screw in. They were round.
It turned out to be the second kind, but I actually think I'd have been more intimidated by the switches. My dad, who is sort of a jack-of-all trades with all kinds of electronics and computers and shizz, once showed a fuse to me up close when I mistook it for a lightbulb (I was 6).
Once we knew a dead fuse was at fault it was an easy fix. My beautiful little attic unit is so small that it only has two of the fuses in the box- Tom had trouble because the only one he knew was mine was the working one. I went in and figured out which was my other one on the first try (go me!!), and now it's labelled for future reference. And then I looked at the broken one and wrote down the size in case I ever need to buy one- they're 15s.
Fuses blow well before their lifespan in the house for some reason (outdated circuitry, I'm told). Apparently so often that we, as in all the tenants of the three apartments in the building, communally keep a spare fuse or two on hand at all times, which the landlady is responsible for supplying. I shouldn't be so shy- could have gotten fixed much faster if I had just gone and knocked on the neighbours' doors to tell 'em my outlets were doing funny things. I mean, I did bake them cookies
I almost wish I could get mah Daddeh to teach me everything he knows about tech shit, but I know he learned so much of it through trial and error that even if he had the patience and whatnot it would still be flat-out impossible to teach it to anyone.
King in a Carpark in the name of my next band.
I have only one thing to say to that:
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Given that one item on your list would make me dead, I'll go with "sometimes".
... Good point. Okay, I amend that to "not everything that tastes good is waist-widening, artery-clogging, or diabetes-inducing".
Is it the shrimp?
One of my close friends, her mom is allergic to celery. Of all things,
celery. She found out when she was standing around eating celery with three of her kids and a family friend, and she said something like, "I like celery, but I don't like the way it numbs your mouth. Or how it tastes kind of like hot sauce. Or the funny feeling you get in your throat afterward." ... Thankfully, it must have been a mild allergy.
The same friend is dating a guy who's allergic to chocolate- not some additive in the chocolate, but the actual cocoa. I suppose this means he could eat white choc, but he doesn't.
There's also one of the ladies in the Halifax writers' group who has a deathly peanut allergy... And is dating a guy with a slightly less deadly but still serious peanut allergy. They joke that if worse came to worse he could be the canary to test food before her.
They got the 5 yr old boy that was a hostage in alabama out. I'm so very happy. That just made my day
I'm mega glad he's out safe! Yikes.
Oh man... I did not even know there was a hostage situation. I have really been living under a rock without internet at home or any kind of phone, I honestly suspect I now get most of myt non-local news from the Cantina. Wow. Time to start checking the CBC website every morning or something.
I'm now hoping that nothing embarassing will happen to my corpse. ._.
I'm more concerned with nothing grotesque and potentially painful happening to my body until after it's a corpse. Of course, knowing the laws of fate, this will likely mean nothing embarassing will happen to my body but loads of painful things will happen to me before I die, while you'll have a low-pain life and pain-free death after which something terribly embarassing happens to your corpse.
Oh, my poor giftee.
Despite my story actually being close to finished, I feel the same way based on quality. I shouldn;t have signed up for a
short story swap... But then when the hell is there ever going to be a novel swap?
Saw Zero Dark Thirty this evening, so that's 10/10 for the Best Picture Oscar nominees ahead of the ceremony - the first time I've ever managed that.
What did you think of it? I saw it an was a little disappointed, though not nearly as much as I was about Hurt Locker. I've heard a lot about Hurt Locker not being nearly as accurate as it's said to be, but being who and where I am, I am not qualified to confirm or deny it. I just didn't like the storycraft and I found the filming style to be a cheap gimmick.
Still better than Avatar.