Kitchen Timers Revisited

When I posted about kitchen timers the other day, I did a Bing search for kitchen timers for the sole purpose of getting a picture to post on the blog. See above. (To answer Justin's question from yesterday, I found the lost timer in one of the bins in the bedroom that I had been working on. Mystery solved.)

Since then, I would estimate that almost half of the ads I see on various websites are now for kitchen timers. I guess Williams Sonoma has a really nice stainless steel kitchen timer according to one ad I saw. I was actually tempted to click on that ad just to see how much they cost. Of course, I won't click it because I am completely against the targeted advertising that has literally changed the internet into one big marketing scheme.

This is nothing new. I started seeing it a couple years ago when I worked at a certain company. I would google the company website to see about new job openings and next thing I knew, ads for the company were all over the place, including in my email.

It could be worse:

Here is a deep dive if you are interested:

Anyway – take care out there.

Laundry Horror Stories

Sundays are the best day for me to do laundry. I usually start around 6:30am and no one else is doing their laundry at that time. I have the place to myself. I walked down and started a load and then walked back. I set my timer. (I found my original timer after I bought two more. Now I have three! I should be good for now. Ha ha.)

When the timer went off I walked down to switch the loads. I was just grabbing some clothes from the washer and putting them in the dryer. So far uneventful until I went to put quarters in. Sitting on the coin push was this ENORMOUS bug casually waving it's antenna's at me. It looked like this:

Of course, in my mind at the time, it was this big:

I wasn't about to switch my load to another dryer. I was going to have to do battle with the bug. I have a screw top container that I use for my quarters and I used the lid to flip the bug off the coin push. He dropped somewhere between the wall and the side of the dryer. Sorry dude, you picked the wrong place to sit.

I never saw the bug again. Phew, laundry accomplished.

Take care out there. (watch for bugs)

Bye Bye BitChute

It use to be, back in the day, that I could go to Twitter (now X) and read what people wrote there and the comments. Then one day, I was no longer able to read it unless I signed in, giving them my name, phone number, email account, etc. Since I didn't really use Twitter and only read a couple of people's posts, it was no big deal to just stop going there. Now I can only read X post's if someone embeds it on their website. I figured, no big loss.

Unfortunately, in a way, the same thing has been done to Bitchute. Bitchute use to be an excellent alternative to You Tube. There was minimal censorship and a lot of good truth tellers had channels there. One was Amazing Polly. She hasn't been posting lately, but the screen grab above was from her channel. As you can see, since July 1st, you can only watch Bitchute videos if you accept their cookies.

Now, cookies have been around practically as long as computers have been and we have just gotten use to accepting them. But we are in a war now, and I don't trust cookies to not be one more thing weaponized against us. So why now? Why all of a sudden do you have to accept cookies to watch Bitchute videos? 

Just doing a Bing search on what cookies are brings up this:

Computer cookies are small files used by web servers to:

Save browsing information

Remember your device

Store browser preferences

Track user activity

Enhance web navigation

Enable personalized user experiences based on stored data about user’s preferences.

Of course it is tracking your activity. It was always designed to do that. Exactly what activity isn't defined but I'm sure any and all activities on the website and off the website will be tracked. I know they are already tracking every keystoke but why help them out?

Now, I can still watch new videos from these channels but I can't scroll down farther than the little cookie message. So anyone new coming to these channels and wanting to watch any older videos will have to accept the cookies in order to continue. Just one more incremental way the noose is tightening and the internet is just a little less free. Sigh.

Take care out there. 

Hard Days

Cederq told me I have to post something today. He's right of course, but I'm in a pretty bad situation that I don't really want to talk about.

I suppose, at some level, I have to come clean sometime. It's not like I'm still working 12 hour shifts on graveyard anymore. After 4 straight months of literally battling curses, hexes, dark spells and everything else they could throw at me, I am no longer employed at that job. You can think I'm just a delusional failure, but I stood against all that evil as hard as I could, while still trying to learn the job. I'm still having dreams about it. The Lord placed me in that job to have a doctorate level course in what we are up against in this war. I had no idea how bad it was, especially here at the local level. I guess I thought evil was only working at the macro level, like the destruction of our country and the food supply. Didn't think it would be so close to home.

But it's over.

There is a vacuum left in the wake. While I'm glad I never have to go back there, I'm back to square one again. No job, no regular paycheck, trapped in a box in the middle of Kansas, with not a whole lot of future prospects. On top of that, I'm sick. I'm battling some type of raging infection on my back. Thankfully, I did have a week's course of antibiotics that I found while repacking the bug out bag. Just in time. I'm about halfway through, so hopefully it will knock it out. It's hard to be optimistic when in this much pain.

That's about it. I hope you all are well. Take care out there and please pray for my healing and a new job.

Thanks.

Arby's

 

Wise Men and Kitchen Timers

I have a disability.

Well, maybe not a disability per se. Let's just say that I have a huge motivational problem when it comes to cleaning and can literally waste all day on the computer and accomplish nothing. To compensate for my, er, disability, I have come up with an excellent system that requires a kitchen timer. I call it 15/15. 15 minutes of cleaning, 15 minutes of computer time. At the end of the day, I know what is going on in the world (such that it is) and my drudgery chores are done.

I usually have two working timers at all times. Yesterday, shortly after I got home from the store, my good kitchen timer broke. I would turn the dial and it would snap back to zero and go off. I think it was the spring or something. So I had to throw it away and get the spare timer out of the drawer. The spare timer, unfortunately, never really worked very well although it cost me 15 dollars at the time. But, having just come from the store, it wasn't worth it to drive all the way back just for a timer. (Although as I write this, I'm not so sure.)

I wanted to get my chores done in the bedroom first since it is the hottest room in the house and I have to work in there in the morning before it becomes an oven. My goal is to get rid of everything that I've been hanging onto that I don't really use or need and also has no purpose in a post apocalyptic scenario. I also needed to repack the bug out bag. I don't know who keeps packing the bug out bag but they are an idiot. I could barely lift it and unless I'm planning on doing surgery on someone, completely impractical.

So I was bustling along, going from the computer to the bedroom carrying the timer with me and I got a lot done. I brought three garbage bags full of stuff out of there and it was starting to get too hot. I was at a good stopping place anyway and went to grab the timer and go back out to the kitchen. But the timer wasn't there. I went back over things and could not find it anywhere. I couldn't believe that somehow or other I lost the stupid timer. I was actually having a good day up until that point. But now, I was timerless. Not sure if I can even function properly without it.

My husband is a culinary genius and used to do all the cooking, which worked out well since I enjoy washing the dishes. But then he got sick and for the last 3 years, I have taken over the cooking because he is no longer able. Luckily, sometimes he likes simple things like fish sticks and steak fries for lunch. We have perfected the timing of it. Put the fish sticks in for 10 minutes, flip them, then add the fries for another 20 minutes. Nice and easy.

So when my husband requested fish sticks and fries for lunch I was happy to comply. I stood up, then said, “Shit!”

“What?” my husband asked.

“I don't have a timer!”

Now, my husband is usually a very wise man and we will be married for 10 years in July. While my head was in the freezer, digging out fish, he had a momentary lapse in situational awareness and started to say something foolish.

“Well, when I was doing the cooking, I would...” he started and didn't have a chance to finish because my head came out of the freezer so fast that his eyes got wide and he closed his mouth and turned back to the tv.

I could have been a good wife, appreciating how my husband was so wise that he did not finish that statement, but, I kindof suck. I did thank him for not finishing that sentence and left it at that. Although I may have used the term “Holy Hell” somewhere in my response. I'm not saying.

Now, my husband is fed, had some ice cream and is napping and I'm trying to decide if I want to make a special trip into town for a timer. Haven't decided yet.

Hope everyone is doing well, staying cool and checking the practicality of their bug out bags.

Take care out there.

Two out of Three

I wanted to write about the stupid debates tonight. Let's just throw all the old rules out the window. No audience, mic's muted, compromised people running the thing. So, what you are telling me is that the whole thing could be completely faked? Hell, it could be green screened and edited and then broadcast as live. How would we know? We wouldn't. I would not be surprised if the whole thing is CGI. It's not like we haven't seen CGI versions of Biden out there already. Of course, for the first time in history we will also have commercials. (brought to you by Pfizer most likely.) Such a joke.

I thought about writing about how HOT it is. But it isn't record breaking hot or anything. It's not 109 degrees outside like last summer when it killed my dog. But look at a weather map of the US and it is all scary bright red. Ooooh. Brought to you by the deadly climate change we have now. I'm so sick of the narrative.

Of course, Julian Assange also went free recently. Guess his contract was up for renegotiation. I can't even remember what the original thing was all about. Who knows? I remember that what he once released was ultra important, but, like always, nothing ever comes of it.

But what actually made me stop what I was working on to write a post, was hearing the most eff'd up song ever. Every time I hear this song it pisses me off because it is so very messed up. Just the absolute worst thing you could ever say to someone. Here it is:

Anyway, I don't even know what I am doing anymore. Hope you are all doing well and staying cool where you are. Take care out there.