Because I know everyone was waiting with bated breath for more news about my toilet:
I just tested it again, and the leak is coming from the $#@! handle. That’s right, I took the whole thing out and replaced the seal, and the water’s coming out of the flush handle because the trip on the float’s dead. On the other hand, at least I know it’s just plain old clean water now, and I can stop doing the Lady Macbeth thing.
What a relief. Now I won’t have to feel guilty for having zero sympathy about the death of any palistinian over legal voting age. Whew. That’s a load off my mind.
I was running down the stairs to drop my netflix in the mailbox outside while my laptop booted up (snore), and there was a guy coming up. We were both on the wrong side (our left) so we instinctively both switched sides. Which would have been fine, except we could see each other, and seeing movement, automatically switched back. It caused probably the longest of those weird dances I’ve ever done - fine for me, since I was on the landing, but the poor guy was on the stairs.
We finally straightened it out and laughed, and because this is the geek building, as he started up the next flight, and I was halfway down the lower flight, he said “Something-induced something-something, is what they call that.” I was too far away by that point to go “What-induced what?” so I went on to the mailbox and came back up. It sounded like “pilot” and something-lation, maybe oscillation. So when my laptop finally finished booting up, I googled “pilot-induced,” thinking if I found nothing, I’d ask you fine people.
Sure enough, “pilot-induced oscillation.” I think I disagree on the “increasing” correction part, but maybe he hit the railing harder than I realized.
Anyway. This has been your trivia of the day.
I apparently fixed the wrong part, because now it’s leaking from the top section. In retrospect, I probably should have tested it more before I decided what to fix last week. But I do wonder why it waited exactly a week to screw up again…
On the other hand, I just opened the last of my little airplane bottles of scotch - Glenmorangie in Madeira - and it’s lovely.
I’m getting good at this. I just pulled the downstairs toilet out, replaced the seal, and put it back, in less than an hour. And that includes the trip to the sucky hardware store up the street to buy the wax ring and a big sponge. And it still works. (And doesn’t leak anymore.) I didn’t even break a nail.
At least if I ever get backlisted from IT, I have something to fall back on…
1. How much does Firefox 1.5 suck? Let me count the ways. Do not upgrade. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200.
2. Are they really moving Bones opposite Lost? Way to crucify a really good show, guys.
3. I passed a bus today that said “God Bless America Not In Service.” *sigh*
I hate taking the tree down. Hate it! I think I’m the only person on earth that never wants to de-Christmasize and get furniture back in the living room, but the lights and ornaments cheered this place up so much.
This sucks. I’ll have to light some candles or something.
There’s this guy at work. Well, he’s not at work anymore, he got transferred to another office downtown early last year. Anyway, I wrote about him on my old blog once, when I chatted him up in the kitchen without swallowing my tongue or puking on his shoes. I thought he was married, because he has a picture of a little boy on his desk. Had. Well, probably still does, just a different desk in a different office.
Anyway, I just went to match.com on a lark - I’m not ready yet, but I figured I’d see what the pool looks like - and was clicking around at random, and there he is on page 22. He’s a lot older than he looks, so maybe he’s divorced. Or, hell, maybe he’s just looking for a little on the side. What do I know? I’m not going to answer it, obviously (I’m not even a member), but it made me smile.