Now most items were going for $120-$150 (with some variation due to reputation, shipping and "AS IS"), but it also turned out that labeling had an impact. Not clearly labelling an item gained you less buyers, and mis-labeling could really sink you. See there's the NR83A full head nailer, then the NR83AA clipped head nailer (avoid), and the NV83A coil gun nailer, NR83A2 (newer version of the 83A), NR83A2S (newest version with single shot safety--double nailing with the original gun is something you have to practise to avoid), NR90AC2 strip nailer, NV50AP roof nailer, etc etc. You get the idea.
So one listing was for a NV83A and didn't have a picture in the category list, but the picture in the item listing itself was clearly a NR83A. Needless to say, I was all over it. When the dust settled, I had a used nail gun for $73. Not bad if you don't count the week of surfing and sniping.
So, having gotten my toes wet, I decided to check out other items online and see what I could get. Right about this time, Max had a birthday, and one our friends gave him some LEGOs. Now these things are expensive (I should know, I have a bunch from when I was a kid), but I thought to myself, here's another opportunity for eBay. Turns out they have a lot of LEGOs on eBay. Like thousands and thousands of items for sale (ranging from ten cents to thousands of dollars--some people take this LEGO toy stuff pretty seriously). Anyways, I narrowed my search down to just bulk bricks and lots. Here, Items range anywhere from a few speciality bits to hundreds of pounds of bulk LEGOs.
My first buy was great, I started small with a lot of six pounds. It was a great little lot with lots of cool pieces, tires, etc. Very happy. My next set was 16lbs and not as nice. A lot of knockoff blocks and a lot of bent pieces, about 3/4 of a pound. I groused to the seller a bit about it, but decided to just let it be.
Moving up the scale, my next set was 30 pounds.
The LEGO pieces were in pretty good shape (in comparison to the previous lot), but as I started sorting through the pieces (to remove really tiny bits that Zakary was likely to try and eat), what was interesting was not the quantity of non-LEGO bits, but the variety of things I found. My junk pile ended up including:
So is that it? I mean, there's over 55 pounds to play with at this point (its a little trick to dig through all of them). Well, no. There's another 60lbs on the way from Atlanta, if they ever get around to shipping it. Another unwritten rule of eBay is 1 out of 3 times the seller will be plunged into the middle of some family emergency right in the middle of your auction. Its kind of like the rule that every time I apply for a mortgage, the adjuster (or his supervisor or someone else who has to sign off on loan) goes on vacation for two weeks right in the middle of my application being processed. Max will just have to get by with what he has for the time being (poor guy).
So what could you possibly need hundreds of pounds of legos for? Well there are LEGO clubs out there, like Lugnut and rtlToronto who do things like build entire train layouts and LEGO cities. And there's the annual BrickFest convention where you can get even more crazy ideas. Some of these guys must have thousands of pounds:
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So at one point I talked myself into getting one. Searched around (unfortunately the really good rebate plans were already gone), but I found a vendor on ebay that could sell me the phone for $400 and no activation. Called up, ordered it, got a call back the next day--sorry we can't do that deal in Arizona. Dang I hate it when God tells me I have to wait.
So wait I have, every once in a while checking the search engines for more news. Well last month there was a little news and a scratch picture. But yesterday someone got their hands on a working one, fired it up and Posted the results. (See pages 5 and 7.) Now the last time treocentral had pics, Palm made them take them down, so here's a copy in case they disappear.
Thanks to WeeBitObsessed who was apparently a good source of early information on the original Treo 600 as well.
The perfect thing for that sweet tooth in the family: A 30lb case of broken candy canes. Or if you're cooking and need them crushed (like for deserts or ice cream), they're also available in bits.
Margret thinks I'm vain because... I use a mirror when I shave. During this argument in the bathroom - our fourth most popular location for arguments, it will delight and charm you to learn - Margret proved that shaving with a mirror could only be seen as outrageous narcissism by saying, 'None of the other men I've been with,' (my, but it's all I can do to stop myself hugging her when she begins sentences like that) 'None of the other men I've been with used a mirror to shave.'After I cleaned up from laughing so hard that milk came out of my nose, I ventured further.
'Ha! Difficult to check up on that, isn't it? As all the other men you've been with can now only communicate by blinking their eyes!' I said.
When Margret had left the house.
I know from the emails I get that a fair number of you are holed up in Wyoming basements surrounded by automatic weapons, livestock and racks of cassettes filled with analysis of the Book of Revelations you've recorded off talk radio. If you have a moment, go and look in your freezer. That's how Margret stocks our freezer too. She doesn't buy one of anything. She waits until she finds it, 'Buy Two - Get One Free,' and then she buys nine. Moreover, she can't manage to suppress an indulgent smile - as though I'm a father telling my teenage daughter that her skirt might give boys all the wrong signals - when I suggest that checking to see how full the freezer is before she starts buying extra stuff for it might be a good idea. Beyond the simply obvious - they'll have terraformed Mars before our family runs out of oven chips, for example - there is another consequence of this. The sheer volume of food that needs to be crammed into the freezer means it's only possible at all because Margret employs various ruses.True love, what a mess.
The first is brute force. Basically, she just hammers things into the drawers with the heel of her shoe. Which works, but at the expense of horrifically deforming whatever she's storing. We're all used to this now, naturally. Jonathan pretty much expects his turkey dinosaurs to be a collection of misshapen body parts: they're turkey dinosaurs, as modelled on the scenes of carnage the day after the comet hit Earth. It really only becomes an issue when he has friends round, asks them if they'd like an Cornetto ice cream and is then bemused by their expression of stark horror when he returns holding something that looks like it's been trampled by horses.
As I've said before, the secret of a successful relationship is to become irretrievably embroiled in a bitter struggle to the death. -- Mill Millington
John Saul was a big fan of representational government. Perhaps larger projects could be managed by representatives of their constituency. The key is to engage people in problem solving in selfless ways, with policy and mechanisms that create the expectation of participation and feedback mechanisms (like social and moral pressure) that keep us in line. (Everyone has their weak moments.)
When Toyota had a key supplier destroyed by a fire in 1997 and only a three day inventory of parts, it wasn't Toyota's large size that saved them. It was hundreds of vendors, individuals, and line managers at Toyota, working together on a common goal in a decentralized fashion that solved the problem and new parts were being created by other suppliers in three days, with full production volume reached in a week. The problem was broken down, information was shared, and the pieces of the answer were crafted in a thousand different ways, but in the end it all came together.
Like Pollard, I am optimistic about the future. We need a thousand new solutions to move us forward, but we do need grand challenges and big goals. Saving the planet is a good idea, but most people don't understand that it has all gone horribly wrong. Like Kennedy's call to his generation, our leaders (ok maybe not the current ones, but maybe some future ones) need to step up and call on people not to make their own lives better, but to make the world better for their children and their children's children. By succeeding at that goal, we can look back on our lives with a sense of accomplishment and hope for the future.
I had not been downstairs at the time of the strike since a delivery truck had just dropped off 16 pounds of legos and Max had dragged me up to check it out (he had patiently waited all week for this latest addition to his growing collection). When I checked back in a few minutes later, every open socket connection on my laptop had failed (both local and remote). I still had a link light on my laptop, and all the other local servers, switches, and routers were still up, but I couldn't talk to anything. I tried routing through a different switch, but then I noticed that the switch link to the router was dark, and my laptop couldn't sustain a connection when plugged straight into the NAT box (it kept blinking on and off).
None of the servers could see each other or the internet either, but by now the stupid UPS alarm was getting on my nerves, so I shut everthing down and went back upstairs to play legos some more. Finally, several hours later, they got the power fixed (again), and I went to survey the damage. Things still weren't working right off so I notched things up to the next level. When multiple things are suspect, its best to seperate out the tests by either trying things out individually (which in the case of a network is a little hard to do), so the next best thing is to bring in other equipment. Luckily I had a spare hub and laptop upstairs which wasn't plugged in at the time of the strike, so it was more likely to be working.
Step one was to plug my laptop and the test laptop into the test hub and see if my laptop was still working at all. Success number one was that the two laptops could talk to each other. This was a relief, as a spare mini-PCI card is not something that can be picked up locally in Flagstaff. I could also talk to the netgear box which was a relief, as previously neither my laptop nor the 3com switch could talk to it. For some reason one of my servers would show up on the 3com, but the others wouldn't, so I wasn't too hopeful about it working. I linked the hub and the switch together, and I could talk between the laptop and the one server, but the other one wouldn't turn up. When I plugged one of the other servers into the hub it worked ok, so I'm still not clear where the problem is there.
I tried plugging the one that was working in the switch into the hub, but it wouldn't work in the hub. Strange. Then I tried switching ports on the hub and it did work. Oh great, my working hub has a bad port on it too. Well, there's enough working slots that I can get my critical servers and laptop up. I'll have to tackle a long term solution when I'm more calm.
if (p) p-> func() ;There's got to be a way of making a NULL safe pointer. You can already delete NULL if you want to, no harm there. How about letting us deref NULL or call it: NULL-> func() which of course would do nothing. Fine, there's some implementation details to work out, like what's the return type for * NULL, but if I can just cut out 90% of my
return (p) ? * p : NULL ;I'll be happy. Time to put the old thinking hat on.
This email was masterfully crafted. Better than a soft pitch, this was an email worded kind of like I would, were I sharing something interesting:
I got this forwarded to me from a friend of mine, thought you might want to see it.All text, no HTML tricks, no graphics. Heck I read the whole thing. No way I'm clicking on the link, but it was pretty impressive. There's just no way to filter for this kind of attack because its indistinguishable from normal human correspondence.
You can download [stuff] and there's no restrictions, and there's a helpful section that explains how to transfer it to a CD or your portable device. Drop me a line once you've checked it out, let me know what you think. Its pretty cool...
I'm sure she'll adjust. The rest of us seem to.
Its been a long time since I was last at siggraph, at least seven years. Long ago, I was a devout follower, attending every show from 1987 to 1995. Whether it was in our backyard (Anaheim, LA), in the scorching desert (Las Vegas), or on the other side of the country (Boston, Chicago, Atlanta, Orlando), I was there by hook or by crook. Sometimes just taking the sights in, othertimes trying to be a part of that crazy thing called the computer graphics market. Knowing some of the big names in the industry was helpful (Jim Blinn, Jim Kajiya, Al Barr, John Schneider, Dave Kirk, Tim Kay) and through them, rubbing shoulders with just about everybody else...
Eventually I developed additional contacts over on the business side of the industry (Mark Sylvester, Wavefront; Kim Davidson, SideFX; Joe Alter, 4Dimension; Chris Walker, Modern Cartoons; Bill Konersman, Disney; etc.), and it was good to go see what all my old friends were up to. Maybe, if I'm lucky, I can drum up more CG business.
Now the kids had been going fishing the last two days in the mornings. They hadn't caught any fish, but one kid had caught a crawdad (a real ugly sucker), and for some reason it was onhand. So crawdy became our first test pilot and was loaded onto the rocket.
The flight was beautiful. The rocket shot straight up, lost its speed at apogee, released its passenger and dropped back to the ground. The airborne crawdad spun lazily and tumbled back to the ground, all eyes glued to until it hit the gravel road with a satisfying thud. The crowd cheered mighily for what was probably a state record of the highest altitude attained by a crawdad flying solo on a rocket.
Turns out, all that soda wasn't just to keep me happily carbonated. Instead, it was sprung on me that I would be responsible for constructing some kind of launcher for soda bottle water rockets. Now it turns out that there are tons of web sites and plans for the rockets and the launchers, but mostly these sites are mostly by people with way too much time on their hands, who have created extensive launch systems and constant redesigns of their rockets. Having neither time, nor much hardware at my disposal, I instead needed to think more like MacGyver. What I needed to build was the world's simplest two liter bottle water rocket launcher.
So at camp, the first thing I did was finish drinking a 2L bottle of soda, and then go looking around to see what parts I had at my disposal. Luckily the camp has a fair collection of random lumber, electrical and plumbing supplies; so after passing over boxes of PVC (hey, I'm here to weld, remember?), I collected up an assortment of various kinds of metal pipe. There was some electrical conduit that was small enough, but joining it to anything was going to be a pain. There was some copper pipe, but I suck at brazing, and I didn't see any fittings. Finally I found some black pipe (which wasn't black anymore), that it just happened to fit inside the 2L bottle (very snuggly in fact). There were various lengths, with threads on each end, and a couple of elbows. I also found an odd collection of adaptors that actually hooked up an air-compressor fitting to a 2" pipe. After taking most of the adaptors apart, I had a perfectly good air fitting to half inch pipe adaptor for the other end of my pipe.
What you see is what you get for the most part. The pipe sticks up into the bottle (hopefully a little above the water line), the pipe goes down to the elbow, to another short section of pipe (which was chosen only because it was it already attached to the elbow), which then connects to the adaptor where the air fitting is screwed in. The air compressor hose is attached to this.
Did it work? Could you have any doubts? Of course it did. We'd shove the bottles on there, hook up the air hose (to a el-cheapo compressor putting out about 40lbs of pressure while leaking air through several holes, bent lines, and rotted seals), the rocket would fill up with pressure and then zip it was gone. This kept thirty kids busy for close to an hour; and threw most of these rockets up in the air over 100'. Interesting, a few times, the rocket would stay stuck on the launch pad, but just the slightest tap to the side of the rocket would be enough to send it off. We tried some smaller water bottles that had about the same size neck, but they were like 0.3mm larger and so would not stick. However we did get a fair altitude by having the kids hold onto the neck of the bottle while pressurizing (do not try this at home unless you are as crazy as these kids were).
Oh, and if you study the larger picture close enough, you will notice a flat metal plate at the base of the pipe where it sets on the stand. That plate is there because I had lots of scrap metal with me, a drill, a cutting torch, and a welder. (I was here to weld, remember?) Otherwise it is probably completely superfluous, though it made a nice stop for the bottles, and actually helped provide a pretty good seal plate for starters. If you have a welder, go ahead and put one on. Otherwise, I wouldn't worry about it.
But its not for any good reason, like his personal vendetta against Iraq, or Chenny's secretly pulling the strings behind the scene, or the gutting of environmental laws, or professing to be a Christian but not actually displaying any of the attributes of Christ, or turning back 200 years of struggles for freedom with the homeland defense big brother initiatives, or his record high budget deficits, or tax breaks for the rich, or any other of the many good reasons. These are all good reasons for thinking people, but lets face it, we're in the minority.
No, what will bring Bush down, is something that's almost not his fault. Its actually mostly a Republican issue that's gone back to the days of Reagan: not supporting energy research. They've supported big oil and massive consumption, and now its come back to bite them. We're actually using as much as there is out there (in terms of pumping capacity), and China is now trying to use more and more of it, so there's a shortage. And its a shortage that impacts everyone equally.
So, with gas prices at more than $2/gallon, people are feeling the pain, and will vote for someone new for president this year.
- A Republican may not injure a corporation, or, through inaction, allow a corporation to come to harm.
- A Republican must obey the orders given it by corporations except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.
- A Republican must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law.
Mixed up at the Whiskey Bar