2008-06-28

What a weird day

It all started well. You know how it is, boss checks in and you "shoot the breeze" and you feel motivated again. But at lunch you drift off to lesser goods, this time eBay, fork-in-hand I was broswing. I was looking for a TIG welder, simply because I'm a welding deprived child; I had nowhere to go when I had worn my Legos out! (Pop rivets are just so boring!) During this lunch "hour" I quickly realised that I shouldn't spend £400+ on a cheap TIG welder. At least not without saving some first (read: holding back on other junk). Especially as I'd probably have to lash out £150 - £300 kitting out the TIG welder and wherever I was actually going to do the welding. This might include rewiring some plugs so that I could get "decent" power (say... 25A++..?). Anyway, I got a (probably pirated) DVD on TIG welding eBay; that'll keep me entertained.
I almost forgot, I started my day with winning an "Abrasive Cut-Off Saw". This is basically a souped up mitre saw that'll saw, pretty much anything. Good for metals, not very good for Aluminium (which happens to be my metal-darling, Titanium and Magnesium are just too demanding and expensive). The reason why it's not good for Aluminium is because it's "abrasive", and that means heat, and Alu doesn't like heat. I guess that it's OK being so light and pretty. Anyway, waiting for that.. it was a smaller part in my welding "grand plan", we'll see.
Back on track...
As I realised I should hold off on the TIG welding, I spotted this Milling Machine. You see a Milling Machine is really good for making holders and such stuff. Say foot-peg-hangers, bullet-camera-mounts, GPS (SatNav for you late-bloomers) holders etc. It was a fair bit cheaper than the cheapest one I've seen, and it was fairly close to where I live (say 35min one way on country roads). I had a thinker (and got help from Caz) and then I decided to go for it. Finished the auction, sent the seller an email, and the seller was apparently crafting an email as I was sending mine, so the wires got a bit crossed. I wanted pick-up ASAP, he suggested Saturday or Sunday. I'm away tomorrow (see below), so I was a bit gutted. But at least I would get time to sort tomorrow out... Or so I thought. I got an email back saying that pick-up is GO! So, leaving my opened beer, ice-water, and hot steaming bath, I got re-dressed and yanked a very work-worn Caz out of PVR-mode off the bed. We were going to get a Milling Machine, damnit!
Said and done, we were in the Espace, cash in hand, off to our esteemed seller. Some nice country roads later and we pull up, do a perfect transaction and even get a tiny freebie on top. Couldn't be more chuffed, one could insert a pun and say that I was "chuffed to milling bits!", but that'd be bad taste, so we leave it out.
On our way back, we realised that time had escaped us and Caz started mumbling about swapping our planned evening meal for something with "less effort"; in her case a Jacket Potato (henceforth referred to as a Dressed Boulder), and for me a juicy "square burger" with cheese and bacon, dripping with mayo, ketchup and emitting lettuce, cucumber etc... I really had to bend her arm to get her to go for the whole plan. At least it did give me a chance to reward her for getting out of lazy-bed after a long-working week (and she seldomly does that! Get into lazy-bed, hrmph).
After the meal it was obvously time for me to get clean.... Caz wanted to relax, and I suggested ear-plugs (we're bikers, so ear-plugs aren't that uncommon). I thought I'd be nice so instead of blaring out AC/DC over the main stereo I thought I'd stream it to my Nokia N800.
This was a bad move.
Simply because I discovered that I did not have a SlimServer running. Moments before entering the bath. Damn.
What follows is an intensive shell-hacking-google-searching-session, with minimal clothes (sorry! It hurt me, now it hurts YOU!), for about 2 hours. F**K! This was not the plan.
I was given a break when I finally got the artist formerly known as SlimServer; SqueezeCenter working, for a moment. For some reason it tore down my home-server... .sigh... I thought I'd not rush up to the loft and reboot, but go have a bath. Sometimes Linux machines tend to recover...
I had a niiice bath, Patchs' company appreciated.
Well out of the bath, Pingdom still reported my home server as down... better don on something better than a towel and climb up to the cobwebs to reboot the server. Gladly it popped right back into life. *phew*.
And for once, everything seems to work. The new interface on SlimServer, erhm, sorry SqueezeCenter isn't an improvement, it's just "modernised" in the way that Windows XP requires 50000x CPU power to run the same task as fast as on a Win95 machine. Not impressed so far, especially with the issues I had.
Anyway, why this is all so soul-eatingly-annoying is that in 6 hours I'm supposed to wake up, refreshed, recalibrated and as an all-enjoying f**ker to go on a bike ride. A bike ride that I've been really looking forward to.
We're heading "down saahrf" to London, and from there towards places like Box Hill and Goodwood, all guided by someone who knows the road and after the ride we'll retire to their place. Nice host and hostess and enjoy some grub to go out for a birthday party at a comedy club. Now that's a fantastic schedule (providing the Spaghetti Monster provides us with grippy roads). It's not something that I should have 5 hours sleep for and I should definitely stop drinking these lush cheap Becks Beers....

But wait, there's more.. Two of my best friends left for a very long European wide journey and they've been riddled with problems, but that's not my story to tell, so I'll leave the cliff hanger ending at this point.
With a bit of luck I'll be able to use multisyllabic words tomorrow, and perhaps get the K-R to shift a bit, Spaghetti Monster providing maybe a wheelie or two!
I HAVE A MILLING MACHINE!!!!

For now; I'm too tired/pressed for time to add hyperlinks to all references. With some luck (read time) I'll do it. You can excesise your rights by shouting for hyperlinks in the comments.

Bed... n...o...w....

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