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Yeah, we are expecting to get your rain for the next few days meanstreak. Starting around 10AM ET.

I need to mow the grass.
 
No rain here. Not one drop in a month, and we are irrigating every other day. This should continue till October. It usually rains around Halloween.

All things here are blooming because my wife is out there watering them all the time.
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I have been doing very little except work on bicycles and ride bicycles and continue to clean up the boatyard. I’m a little sore from all of the bicycle riding.

One of the brass rivets popped out of my bicycle lamp and I decided to drill them all out and put in steel screws. In the process I found out that these lightbulbs were fine and the reason these lamps never worked was that the bullet connecters were never properly crimped.

Anyhow I just took those old fashioned lightbulbs out and save them for the Scout. I will fill these housings with white LEDs and some lithium rechargeable batteries. I’ll put a little switch on one and I’ll put a USB-C charging port on the other.

I’m not planning on doing a bunch of night riding. But I will probably figure out some kind of a tail light as well. I’ve got some cool little red beehives that came with the kit car.

I’m probably gonna help my daughter move furniture today, so by tomorrow I should be really sore.
 
Well I got out of the furniture moving business.

My wife got her car detailed yesterday and the guy’s gonna come and do my truck today, since my daughter brought it back in one piece. Lol.

I am paying a guy to wash and wax my truck so I can clean greasy bearings and build bicycles.

Here I’m comparing various bicycle parts to see what I’m going to use. The green paint is hideous but it’s just paint. The problem is those slots. It’s a structurally weak design and I won’t use them.

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Everything has been very warm and sunny here in California and I’ve been waking up very early and going to bed early as well.

My dogs are not used to this & it’s upsetting their routine. LOL
 
By the way, the local fishing store is going out of the gun business completely now. All they had left was a handful of 12 gauge shotguns. and I saw a very nice camouflaged Browning semi-automatic Maxis. About $1200.

Considering what inflation’s doing to the cash in my safe right now I should probably go buy it today.
 
Well I got out of the furniture moving business.

My wife got her car detailed yesterday and the guy’s gonna come and do my truck today, since my daughter brought it back in one piece. Lol.

I am paying a guy to wash and wax my truck so I can clean greasy bearings and build bicycles.

Here I’m comparing various bicycle parts to see what I’m going to use. The green paint is hideous but it’s just paint. The problem is those slots. It’s a structurally weak design and I won’t use them.

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Everything has been very warm and sunny here in California and I’ve been waking up very early and going to bed early as well.

My dogs are not used to this & it’s upsetting their routine. LOL
The slots on the green lower triple? For clamping the fork tubes?
 
Guess I’m just not used to “ forks” on a bicycle. Lol never had one that didn’t have the basic inverted tuning fork front end. On the other hand, except for the location of the slots on various brands, the green lower looks exactly like every motorcycle I’ve ever owned…
 
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Good morning.
85 out. One inch diameter hail falling about 9 miles north of me right now. It's moving east and will probably miss me. Both vehicles in garages.

People back there don’t have skylights or solar panels on the roof.

I can’t imagine the damage if there’s ever a big hail here, because half the houses all have solar panels.
 
Guess I’m just not used to “ forks” on a bicycle. Lol never had one that didn’t have the basic inverted tuning fork front end. On the other hand, except for the location of the slots on various brands, the green lower looks exactly like every motorcycle I’ve ever owned…

On a motorcycle those lowers are usually forged & machined from a piece of cast steel. Top trees are usually castings from aluminum alloy.

These are just both stamped steel and the green ones are a particularly poor design. That slot kills most of the stability they have, & if I ever decide to use these for anything I will probably have to weld them up.

Otherwise they’re really not even suitable except for a kiddy bike.

The ones on the silver bike from Jesse James are really nice however, with nicely diecast aluminum trees.
 
My wife’s son in law got a wild hair and decided to clean out his garage last weekend. Amongst all his junk, my wife saw some weld hose in the pile and gave it a yank.lol She pulled a complete tiny little oxy- ace rig…ha ! Full bottles, regs, and some of those little Victor control chambers, tips from 000 to 2, a cutting torch and a rosebud…looks good on my shelf…lolD2B69221-4A2D-4B0F-AE30-3B9465E3BDC0.jpeg
 
…looks good on my shelf…lol

My first "welder" was an O/A setup at 16yo. I brazed a lot of leaking exhausts and if I needed to weld something, I'd grab a metal coat hanger out of the closet. :) I've had a setup ever since. I picked up a setup like you have sans gauges at an auction for $25 with the little tanks and 1 extra acetylene. Eventually, I'll come across a pair of gauges for cheap. If I needed portable, I could always grab the gauges off my big set. What is the "hook" tip? And back the adjustment "T"s out if not already--is hard on the diaphragm and seals but they may be rebuildable if leaking.
 
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Yeah, my first rig was O/A too. I’m going to hazard a guess about the hook as being for sweating fitting for plumbing. The tip is sealed at the end, but has 3 tiny opening’s equidistant around the inside of the hook. As far as the regs, yes, they are fully backed off. The O reg seems to be normal size fittings that my other reg will fit, but the A reg is much smaller at the bottle than my normal A reg. The hose connections are smaller than my usual ones also..A032464C-86C3-493C-B8E0-4373A350BE79.jpeg
 
Good morning all of you. We drove up to the lake yesterday, it seems like we just left, lol. Anyways we plan to be here for at least a week.

Ya'll have a great day.
 
Have a great time. Get some rest and hopefully a full belly of fresh fish while you're at it.
 
Yeah, my first rig was O/A too. I’m going to hazard a guess about the hook as being for sweating fitting for plumbing. The tip is sealed at the end, but has 3 tiny opening’s equidistant around the inside of the hook. As far as the regs, yes, they are fully backed off. The O reg seems to be normal size fittings that my other reg will fit, but the A reg is much smaller at the bottle than my normal A reg. The hose connections are smaller than my usual ones also..View attachment 27354

They use a bench-mounted tip like that for doing refrigeration tubing.

They used to do a lot of refrigeration stuff at Vendo.

By the time I worked there in the early 90s, it was all owned by a Japanese corporation that supplied Sanden refrigeration components.
 
GROWING OLD IN A COUNTRY YOU NO LONGER RECOGNIZE

Growing old in a country you no longer recognize.

Those of us who were part of the Baby Boom generation, now in our 60s and 70s, no longer recognize the nation in which we grew up. We are strangers in a land that gets stranger by the day.

We believed in the American dream. We worked hard, paid our taxes and obeyed the law —even laws we thought were idiotic.

We married and had children. We struggled to raise families. Some of us went to war, like our fathers and grandfathers before us. We thought that when we grew old, there would be more for us – more than alienation.

Most of us don’t recognize Biden’s America . Patriotism has become passé. Our military is led by men who are social workers and politically correct hacks. They can’t fight, but they’re great at getting soldiers to use preferred pronouns and combating imaginary racism in the ranks.

Giant corporations have replaced individual enterprise, which – in many cases – has been taxed and regulated out of existence. Government bureaucrats and corporate executives are like the pigs and men at the end of Orwell’s “Animal Farm.”

We look in vain for a Ronald Reagan, a Lincoln or Teddy Roosevelt. Instead, we find corrupt clowns like wizened Nancy Pelosi, Commissar Ocasio-Cortez (the Cuban pinup girl selling socialist snake oil) and our president – a cranky septuagenarian slipping noisily into senility.

If we’re white, we’re told that we are responsible for every problem that plagues people of color. That’s right, we’re to blame for the roughly 70% of black children born out of wedlock (we forced their parents to behave irresponsibly), just as cops are to blame for the deaths of thugs who threaten their lives.

Savages who burn down cities are hailed as heroes and celebrated as warriors for social justice.

Mayors take down statues of Washington and Columbus and commission murals of George Floyd.

If you’re white, you’re also responsible for slavery, segregation, the Wounded Knee massacre and Japanese Americans interned during World War II. Racism is in our blood, they tell us. Remember, throughout the course of human history, racism has never existed anywhere but here.

By “despoiling the earth,” we’re also responsible for climate change. If we end up paying $7-a-gallon for gas – well, it’s our own damned fault.

Forget racial minorities. Now, we’re told that there are “sexual minorities” -- that people who used to be considered odd are in fact oppressed. And that a man who thinks he’s a woman in fact is a woman – and is entitled to use the ladies’ room with our granddaughters. And if we refuse to accept this bizarre fantasy, we are hateful!

What passes for entertainment is sickening – all blood and gore, sadistic killers, aliens who pop out of people’s stomachs and monsters in various guises. We search in vain for contemporary movies with characters we can admire or at least care about. So, we retreat to cinema of the 40s and 50s on TCM.

On top of living in a country that’s unrecognizable, we can’t even afford to live here anymore. You need a second mortgage to buy a steak. A hamburger and fries at McDonald’s are a gourmet feast.

Filling up the tank is agonizing. Inflation is at a 40-year high and accelerating, and politicians tell us it’s because government isn’t spending enough.

Our parents could retire at 65, in the mortgage-free home they bought in their 30s. We’re still working at 75. Retirement is a distant dream. We’re working to provide benefits for illegal aliens, addicts and loons who camp out and defecate on the streets and steal from the corner store at will.

Many of us are the grandchildren of immigrants, a fact of which we are proud. Our people helped to build this country. But we witness with unalloyed horror the tide flowing across our southern border unimpeded. The middle class view them as criminals, gang members and mooches. The Democratic party sees them as voters. We can’t defend our own borders, but are expected to defend those of distant lands.

This used to be an English-speaking country. Now it’s ballots in 20 languages, court interpreters and press one for English or two for Spanish.

Our feeble president (who’s been sucking on the federal teat for half-a-century) is unable to perform his Constitutional duties, but has successfully waged war on domestic energy production. We went from energy independence to beggars with a gas can in a matter of months. The corpse that walks says climate change is the biggest threat to our national security – along with transphobia.

Washington sputters about Putin’s war on Ukraine , but imports 670,000 barrels of Russian oil a month. While he lets pipelines rust and our oil, coal and natural gas remain in the ground, Biden pleads with the Saudis to pump more – and is thinking about imports from the Marxists of Venezuela and the jihadists of Iran , both Russian allies. Apparently, oil from anywhere outside the U.S. doesn’t pollute.

Officeholders for life treat us like mentally-challenged children. They snicker at those who pay their exorbitant salaries.

So, we limp along into old age, too proud to go on the dole and too stubborn to just give up.

Besides, surrender now would be a betrayal of the America that once was.
 
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