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Update #1:  The only reason Europeans went along with the Union and the Euro as a currency is because they loathe the US.   They presumed that by some sort of enforced evolution they could synthesize an analogue to the US.

Now they are dropping the pretense, unwilling to profess undying love and dedication through the shattered remains of their smiling teeth.

 

In Italy, the coalition of premier Silvio Berlusconi was given an ultimatum to submit concrete plans within 48 hours on how to reorganize Italy’s complex society, touching on the neuralgic issues of labour rights (Article 18 of the labour code) and how to treat the elderly.

Nobody tells us what to do retorted a furious Mr Berlusconi, who then gave his first hint of revenge by calling the euro a strange hybrid creation that hasn’t convinced anybody.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/finance/comment/ambroseevans_pritchard/8858604/The-two-halves-of-the-eurozone-are-locked-in-a-broken-marriage.html

Update #2:

Politico’s Jonathan Martin: “And also, what actually happened to these women as well, we want to be sensitive to that, too. It includes both verbal and physical gestures.

“These women felt uncomfortable, and they were unhappy about their treatment, and they complained to both colleagues and senior officials. In one case it involved, I think, inviting a woman up to a hotel room of Cain’s on the road … We’re just not going to get into the details of exactly what happened with these women beside what’s in the story.”  – PoliticoWeasel Jonathan Martin

So… “beside what’s in the story” really means “Cain is a sexual predator”?

Trust us on this, the details are only going to slow the process down, or worse yet, shut it down entirely.  This a demon we’re talking about, after all.

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We carved pumpkins and scooped pumpkin guts tonight.  Fun?

Annnnnd HOW!

Allow me to introduce the brand new Dr. Lemur’s 1200W NoondaySun Pumpkin, just in time for Halloween 2011.

This was formerly known as Project X-Ray but that seemed to me to be too much of a cliché.

No, I’m not an expert on carving pumpkins nor a particularly good layman at carving them (as you can plainly see).  What I care about is that this pumpkin is going to shine.

But what's special here? The fact that this pumpkin is loaded from the rear with four 300W bulbs.

Yes.  Four 300W light bulbs.  Why?  Because I couldn’t get five 500W incandescent bulbs in time and no one sells holders for the 500W halogen ones that burn houses down via torchiere lamps.  Probably just as well since I had been thinking of elaborate cooling methods involving heat exchangers and mineral oil.

Only one friend out of the many I have (six, maybe seven? – 🙂 ) suggested that one ought to do something that flies in the face of sound thinking every once in a while, and I’m glad that he saw potential and nurtured it.

At one point I even thought, “Oh, I know!  Forced air cooling!”  But then I thought, “You idiot, it’s going to take 3000 gazillion cu-ft/min to cool it” – or some big number of cubic feet, and I realized that pumpkins just aren’t designed to be cooled by large quantities of forced air (and therefore pressurized above ambient).  It occurred to me then that pumpkins are ephemeral things with the approximate shelf life of an outdoor cat in a busy neighborhood, and I should stop worrying about the MTBF of the average garden-variety pumpkin.  Instead I shall visually observe the pumpkin every 30-45 seconds and be on the lookout for the smell of caramelization gone bad, where we begin to tread into the caramelized-until-it-burnt smell regime.

See the four holes at the bottom of the pic? Those holes allow the bulb sockets to stick into the pumpkin from the back and the bulbs attach once the sockets are in.

The top six holes around the stem and their matching bottom six circumferential holes?  Those are cooling holes cleverly designed to keep the pumpkin from outright bursting into flame and serve to let the smell of roasting pumpkin waft around the neighborhood.

I figure five minutes on and five minutes off should be safe.

I want this pumpkin to light up like the noonday sun.

I have sad news to report, however… due to this weekend just not working the way it should have, the alternate lighting method that I was going to use – a pumpkin with three road flares shoved up it’s hoo-hoo – was doomed to be a no-starter.  Sadly, I had to accept my limitations (read: seriously, the painkillers weren’t doing a damn thing) and be pleased with the tasks that we accomplished, and go home.

I am satisfied, however.  Pictures will be forthcoming.

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Cruel Wife, meanwhile is doing the Turducken approach to pumpkins – a pumpkin being eaten by a bigger pumpkin being eaten by a monster pumpkin.  It’s in it’s rough stages here.  She has broken two Saf-T-Carve pumpkin knives, an X-acto blade, and is currently using the dullest knife in the house with the logic that if she does slip it won’t cut as deep.

No, she is not doing that.  I am making a joke.  She’s got a post-graduate level degree and knows metallurgy things.  She wouldn’t use a dull knife.  I don’t think she would, anyway.  But I’m not asking because I don’t want to be insulting.

Great fleas have little fleas upon their backs to bite 'em,And little fleas have lesser fleas, and so ad infinitum.

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Here is what happened to Dr. Lemur’s Pumpkin….

900 Watts of power coursing through this gourd.

1200W pumkin was enough for Cruel Wife to carve pumpkins by.

Lest you feel like you can stare into the pumpkin through the vent holes, I don’t advise it.

A 1200W pumpkin glows with an unnatural fire of eldritch origins.

Within a short amount of time the pumpkin began to smoke.  Next year I am cooling with chilled mineral oil.

Cruel Wife’s tier of pumpkins came out snazzy.

Kind of creepy Halloween places to be over at Cracked.com.

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Well that was a lot of fun today.

First off, I totally Yorl’ed out and got a leather duster – it was a Christmas present but I never ordered it, instead opting to buy after trying it on again.  Glad I did.  I needed an extra inch in the shoulders plus some room to put on flannel or other shirt to stay warm in Michigan winters.  The duster comes to just above my ankles and that is exactly what I hoped for – something to keep the winter wind away from my body – it can be awful windchill suckiness at times.

Would you believe Cruel Wife pretty much insisted that I get it?

Later… Good news.  I was able to contact the artisan directly and correct a misunderstanding on my part – damn my bad hearing (you won’t find me saying that often).   I was trying to talk to two sales reps and hear what they were saying, listen to Cruel Wife, stare at passers-by, and read lips – all over the noise of the crowd.  I had thought that the mantle was removable but found I was mistaken.  So after a quick couple of e:mails the lady who makes this stuff said she’d make it removable at no extra cost.  Awesome.

Here is what it will mostly look like except mine will have the removable mantle.


Here is Phil Foglio and his staff.  Opted to protect his identity but he’s easily recognizable from his self-portraited cartoon in the Girl Genius series.  Funny fella to listen to giving a talk.   Here he was taking a serious break.

Below, she’s all wound up.  Very well done outfit with the subtle yet superb wind-up key in the back.  I thought it was best of show, honestly.  No idea who this is. 

We went to a “Steampunking your Home” thing (or something to that effect).  The guy from ModVic and SteamPuffin (http://www.facebook.com/ModVic) gave a talk about finding the raw materials and inspiration for Steampunk creation.  Absolutely fascinating talk – an hour flew by and it was easily the best part of the whole day.

This lamp was my favorite piece in the whole place besides a projector that had been repurposed – it was the old lamp/wick style projector.   Why no pic?  Because it wouldn’t have done it justice, that’s why.  I didn’t even bother.

Somebody really cares a great deal for a friend or family member.  Look at all the work that must’ve gone into making this wheelchair.  I really apologize for the nasty orange wood color and the overexposure – but I don’t want to spend the effort to fix it because that post right behind it is going to make it look nasty unless I spend time addressing it directly.  Ugh.  I expected better from the Hyatt, but oh well.

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Scroll down to the “Gelatin filled Christmas Ornament (on keyboard)… wicked awesomeness.

http://www.boingboing.net/2011/05/26/moment.html

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Ha!  I KNEW IT!!!  Thank you, Fark, for shedding light on the matter.

Secret to a happy marriage?  Delusion.

Take sentences out of the article out of context is absolutely frightening…

Those who inflated their partner’s assets also reported being more happily married.

Is that anything like “Pumping his junk”?

If the couple is happily married, it could be that the better half of the couple has an idealistic vision of the lesser half.

Which might explain why Cruel Wife puts up with my bullsh*t.

I’ve always said she was delusional.

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