Category: Yelling at clouds

My Dyson Sphere

I was told by a trusted source that my old Bissell is no longer fit for purpose.  Vacuum cleaners are of no interest to me, but I can take a hint.  When I saw the Dyson with the sphere at Costco, I got that.

I should have known better.  A civilization has to be at least a Type II on the Khardashev scale  for a Dyson sphere, and we aren’t close to that. 

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My truck has a butt-scratch alarm.

Sure, Sparky is probably being detected as a passenger, and the alarm is a ‘Fasten your seatbelt’ command.

My fancy digital instrument doesn’t tell me why the alarm is sounding or provide a way for me to clear it.  That’s why I shot the video, to see if I was missing something.

Sparky has been on plenty of car rides in this truck, and we haven’t had this issue.  It’s frustrating.

My Tacoma is trying to piss me off.

My Tacoma is a doctrinaire prick.  Or it’s being maliciously complaint because it harbors a grudge for some reason.

On our drive to Elyria, I wanted to switch to a different audiobook.  The audiobook app on my phone responded with:

“The library function cannot be accessed while…”

I didn’t try to display the rest of that sentence because some attention should be given to driving, but it probably ended with “driving”.

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If the planet of the apes built a basilica

When I saw the Sagrada Familia basilica being built in Barcelona, it seemed very planet-of-the-ape-y. 

It was designed by Gaudi, and has an organic look that I really like.  This was in 1991, and since it was being built by Spaniards with private donations, I doubted it would ever be done.

Now it is finished, mostly, and there is a Lego Sagrada Familia kit for $799.  It looks horrible.

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