Whether you mean to or not.
Los Angeles, California, 2011.
I keep hearing “It will happen” or “It’s gonna happen”, referring to inevitability in a social context. These predictions are likely to be correct, if only because things are set up badly – in a negligent way, even – and no corrective action is being taken.
Los Angeles, California, 2013.
I made a sewing kit for Dana, who is on the road with JT. It’s a 3D printed, laser cut box with a wide assortment of garment repair and management stuff jammed inside.
Here, it is pictured with the lid and topmost components removed.
Here you can see the full contents, which I will come back and detail someday. I’m particularly proud of the thread spools. I printed tiny caps for them that converted them into storage containers for pins, bra-clips, seam rippers, buttons, etc.
You may notice a lack of scissors. A scissors was unnecessary because Dana already has one in her Leatherman Wave.
I was impressed to see the glow-in-the-dark grab handle, and doubly impressed to see a handy fire-axe available for chopping out of a locked freezer cabinet.
So impressed, in fact, that I was apparently unable to take a focused photograph.
Smart’N'Final, Los Angeles, CA.
I recently bought a Weller soldering gun, with the intention of using it to cut nylon webbing. Out of the box, the two small lamps on the front did not illuminate. Although I don’t need them, it chafed me to buy a pricey, well-respected, American-made tool and have it only partially function.
I opened up the gun to see what was going on.
Turned out to be bad solder joints. Not just one, but all of them.
Apparently it was amateur hour at the Weller factory. Or perhaps the workers are unable to afford Weller irons themselves? In any case, all of these solder joints were all bad enough to be hazardous, not just embarrassing, so I reworked them.
Rotten soldering inside a soldering gun. I wouldn’t expect this from Weller, but then, Weller hasn’t been Weller since 1970 when it was acquired and then sold again. OK, many thanks, Apex Tool Group – or should I say thanks to Bain Capital, the conglomerate investment group that recently purchased Apex? Gross. Go to hell, “Weller”, and Bain Capital, too. I’ll buy Japanese precision tools or cheap Chinese clones before I buy another tool from you – at least then, the bargain will be plain.
USPS, Glendale, CA.
With proliferation, the increasing confusion around this important property – robots becoming more human in their capabilities. Normals become more aware of robots. The point on the graph where those two curves meet, embodied in this homely sign.
Outdoor lumber yard, Eugene, OR.
The net was installed to inhibit pigeon infestation- but made a home for spiders and a beacon for insects. The unintended tendency of “free” power and services to enable and ensconce predators. The statistical distribution of danger around a power source.
At Jerry’s in Eugene, OR: ceiling mounted lumber racks, to hold lumber for POS scanning. Interesting compromise between material length and human height. Also some implicit assumptions about cart usage. Also, note the “lane free” arrangement.
Clever re-use of a spring clamp in Eugene, OR. Lever action compensates for uneven cement. Rubber ends provide grip.
These manuals are hard to find on the Internet. I found them.
Bernina 1130 User Manual/Guide. PDF, 59 pages.
Bernina 1130/1120 Service Manual. PDF, 73 pages.
Keywords: Bernina 1130 User Manual. Bernina 1130 Repair. Bernina Oiling Guide. How to thread Bernina 1130. How to wind bobbin. How to lift presser foot. 1130 hook alignment.
Elevator phones will be among the last legitimate uses for landlines.
The forces that form conduit. The locks that keep the curious out. The drops – free and clear, save for high amperage Hubbel plugs you’re unlikely to carry. No charging mobiles here, you can’t plug in your hair dryer – but you could jack in a power hacksaw… or stage lighting. Any exposed end can compromise a system, at least in a negative way. It’s funny, you could short a drop and turn it off, blowing the breaker, but you couldn’t turn it back on without bolt cutters.
I have the biggest phone. It takes the smallest SIM. I bought a pair of flush cutters, trimmed the excess, and gave the tools to Scann.
I’d eat the damned thing.
Buenos Aires, Argentina
Spotted in Buenos Aires – a breed of light truck long absent in the US. Like a Brat or an El Camino.
Welcoming a new machine into my life.