Rick always has lots of questions about zombies (and other creatures). I always try to dissuade him that zombies aren't real. I also always end up muttering under my breath something to the effect of "there are scarier monsters in the real world" a little too loudly. Then I have to tell him nevermind.
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Naz Reid.
Naz Reid.
So, Naz Reid.
When we originally moved in here, Runner daughter pointed out that it might be quiet with the new large cemetery across from the subdivision entrance but it's ground zero when the zompocalypse begins.
Kirko Chains had a link broken 🙁
This one is a challenge for Minnesotans. Kirk Cuz was not exactly beloved. But now, he will probably be remembered as the difference between a Super Bowl and not this season. 😀
Im not the biggest Kirk fan, but its not like no backup was nipping at his heels for playing time. I was fine for him playing out the season and having a parting of ways,
I was just starting to have a grudging respect for that weird dork too. I mean, I still do. You could tell his was giving it his all this year. That sucks.
I was enjoying peace and quiet with the house to myself this morning and hadn't even finished one article in the paper when I hear a weird beep. I go to investigate, and I hear a robotic female voice in the basement saying, "Warning, carbon monoxide."
The fire department comes and initially seem skeptical and suggest the detector might need to be replaced because it's almost 10 years old. But then, their own sensor detects a small level, too. Not an unsafe level, but an amount nonetheless
They call in the gas company, and an inspector finds that the venting into the gas furnace seems to be the source (as in, something is blocking it from working properly). Good news is no appliances are at fault. I air out the house in the 30 degrees for an hour this morning. Chimney guy comes and says the contractor who redid our chimney many years ago jammed a liner to big (so not up to code) into the chimney, causing issues culminating with this. So glad the inspector didn't catch it at the time...
Now we can't turn the furnace on until a crew comes out to repair the chimney, and there's a chance they're available Wednesday. Otherwise, next available date is the tenth.
We were having dinner with a couple we know well last night and they are in the middle of almost the same Carbon Monoxide situation. Their issue was due to the water heater that supplies their in floor heat.
Contractors, man....
There's a scene in The Last of Us where Bella Ramsey is asking Pedro Pascal what he was and he said he was a contractor. She asked, were contractors cool? And he answered "Yeah", and I was like "bullshit".
SPOILER ALERT!
The shine seems to be wearing off Purdy in the Bay. Two rough games in a row.
Earlier this fall, I started a project to replace the wall sconce light, which had quit working, in the maid's (my) bathroom in our 1920 colonial house in H'istan.
First I figured out which breakers control the power to that room - turns out there are two affecting the area, labelled DEN and DEN BATH. You'd think DEN BATH would be the right one, but the light (only electrical thing in the bathroom) is on the DEN breaker. I also discovered that the ceiling light in the MASTER BATH is on the DEN breaker also, but everything else in that room is on the MSTR BATH breaker. I couldn't find anything on the DEN BATH breaker (maybe FuturePhone? an inside-joak with NBBW).
So having turned off the electricity (and verifying with the help of Mr. Pen), I proceeded to try to remove the sconce light. In doing so, some of the cardboard liner fell apart it was so old/brittle. I could see that the return wire was broken off, hence the light not working.
But I could not make sense of how the sconce was being held in place - the sconce had a pipe that contained the wires that fed into the wall socket which had a screw-in iron plate with a sleeve to house the sconce lite. I couldn't pull or budge the sconce wire pipe, and my project came to a standstill. I finally called Aiello Home Services, who sent out a guy a couple days later - $99/visit which could be applied to the repair cost.
After he fixed it, he said "Good thing you got an older electrician, a younger guy wouldn't have known what to do." Turns out the light used to be a gas lamp, and the newer electric sconce was designed to screw into the baseplate female connector. There is no seal, just a tight thread-count. Had I known, I could have disconnected the wires and unscrewed the sconce light from the wall fixture. I had bought a replacement vintage sconce lite, which he installed - entire bill was $298 incl. the visit cost.
To finish it off, I also bought an Edison bulb, which looks very retro.
Aren't older homes fun?
Relatedly, we have some long LED Edison lights in our stairwell. mrsS loves them. Me, not so much.
I won the third event of the 2023 Madison Halloween spiel, which is the best result I've ever had as a skip. That said, I am exhausted.