The Friday Five asks…

What kind of magnets do you have on your fridge?
Neodymium. They’re attached to a small whiteboard that’s about the size of the freezer door.
What’s your preferred type of glue?
A two-part epoxy is good for many things. Not all things, but many things.
When is it good to feel sticky?
I’ve hated feeling sticky ever since the time I combined honey with macrame. However, I will cheerfully admit that there are certain delightful activities that can result in one becoming sticky. Activities that do not, normally, involve either honey or macrame, and certainly not both at the same time.
What was the last thing you wrote upon a Post-It?
“DO NOT USE”
How much pancake syrup do you put on your pancakes?
Only a little, and I put it on the plate around the pancakes. Otherwise, they just get soggy. Soggy pancakes are the worst.

Not long ago, I was given a novel problem to solve. A friend’s mouse had a flat tire. That is, the scroll wheel originally had a bit of rubber glued to it in order to provide better traction, but that bit of rubber had stretched out and come off. Could I fix the scroll wheel?

Why not just get a new mouse? I wondered the same thing, but apparently every mouse on the market has some sort of drawback or other.

So, being the kind friend and resourceful fellow that I am, I rummaged around until I found something of a suitable width and texture: a miniature timing belt.

There was a small problem. The mouse’s scroll wheel was made of that obnoxious plastic that Krazy Glue turns white, but doesn’t stick to. I was able to attach the belt using some double-sided tape.


step two

It looked perfect, but do no more than breathe on it and the belt would come right back off. If only there were some way to fuse the two parts together into one seamless part.

As it turns out, there was a way to do that, and coincidentally, it was something I’d been meaning to try for a while. I would make a mold of the part and then cast a model of it.

So I broke out the casting kit. The first thing to do would be to prepare the silicone for the mold, then pour it over the original. Several hours later…


step three

… there was a negative image of the scroll wheel, ready to be filled with whatever substance I chose. In this case, it would be a resin, since that’s what came with the casting kit. This was a two part mix, like an epoxy, and set up very quickly. It took a couple of tries to get it right.


step four

Eventually, I worked out the details of the process and was rewarded with an acceptable duplicate of the original scroll wheel.


done

Yes, that was a lot of effort to go to in order to fix a single piece of arguably disposable hardware. The real value is that I learned a new technique, and more importantly, helped someone out.

Still reading: Oxygen, the Molecule that Made the World by Nick Lane.

Previously: And Another Thing… by Eoin Colfer.

I had to check and see when my last official Now Reading post was made. January. January!? And it says I was reading Cat’s Cradle. Somehow I managed to… er, lose that book… just like the one I was reading before that. But it’s okay, because I actually found it again a few weeks ago in my laptop bag.

Sadly, my reading habits have changed just a bit. I used to read books every day during my lunch break, and occasionally a bit more at bedtime. Now, I’m almost always looking at Twitter at lunchtime (@erikrebooted, by the way) and StumbleUpon-ing into the wee, wee, wee hours.

The most important reason behind this change is simply that my phone is a lot more convenient to carry along on the long trek to the neighborhood’s eateries than even the slimmest mass-market paperback.

Regardless, when I discovered that a sixth book had been written for the Hitch Hiker’s Guide series, curiosity got the better of me, and I made a point of reading it. Though I’ve heard of Eoin Colfer, I haven’t read any of his other books. Had I done so, I’d perhaps have had a better idea of whether he was simply writing in his own voice or was in fact doing a somewhat loose impression of Douglas Adams. If he really was just being himself, then great. I can totally support that. If he was doing an impression, well, we all know that Douglas Adams left some fairly large shoes to fill.

There were a few stylistic issues that seemed out of place. For example, the inclusion of interior monologue was a rarity in the original books. Another example was the impersonal presentation of the various Guide Notes that popped up throughout the text. These only served to make me miss the old narrator’s segue, “The Hitch Hiker’s Guide has this to say about…”

As for the story, the presence of numerous literal gods makes it feel as though it belonged more to the Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency series. A couple of signature characters were remarkably absent, and another was changed enough to be almost unrecognizable. Of course, that change may have been part of a larger gambit to camouflage any subtle characterization flaws. Another part of this gambit could have been to decision to have a few other characters spend a few subjective decades in virtual fantasy worlds. And a third part of this gambit could have been to frame the entire story as something that was found in the Guide itself— something well known to contain facts that are wildly inaccurate, or at least, apocryphal.

Another minor nitpick I have is that the Galaxy is, by definition, a big place. The original books suggested this bigness by constantly mentioning new people and places. Conversely, this book mentioned only previously-mentioned mentionees. Of course, this is pure fan service, for who wouldn’t want their favorite supporting character to be mentioned again? However, it makes the setting feel limited.

So, how do really feel about this book? I think that writing a perfect match to the Hitch Hiker’s Guide would be a difficult task, perhaps as difficult as trying to split one specific strand of human hair with a razor blade thrown from a distance of twenty feet. And Another Thing is a nice try. I feel the same way about this book as I did about Tron: Legacy. I wish it had been presented as a standalone work rather than as a continutation of an earlier work, for I will be unable to judge it without comparing it to that earlier work.

If you’ve ever wondered what you’d look like in a claymation universe, there’s apparently a way to find out. For example, I might end up looking something… like… this…

A DMV photo if I've ever seen one.

Somehow the sneer of disdain I tried to give him turned into a sort of confused horror. He must be watching campaign coverage. Eww.

The surge of insanity that was the early part of the summer has, let us hope, crested. Perhaps the tide is even receding. I should hastily add that it could as easily not be receding, for the gods ever love to punish hubris with ironic wrath. Hubris, gloating, or even daring to speak too soon. The ebb could signal a change of tides, or herald a tsunami wave.

Regardless of its permanence, I made the most of the lull.

I saw the STS9 concert on Friday. They are probably one of my favorite groups now, and I was glad to have gone.

On Saturday, I joined an adventuring party for a weekend drive around the county. We headed East on the Interstate for about an hour. Then we reached the village of Ocotillo, and turned north to pass through the Anzo-Borrego Desert. One of the first things I noticed was the strange cacti everywhere.

Ocotillo

Of course, the hills and valleys in the desert meant that a different biome was around every corner. Further on, the cacti mostly gave way to a landscape of chaparral and agave. (At least, I think it’s chaparral and agave.)

Anza-Borrego Desert

We followed the Great Overland Stage Route West and into the Cleveland National Forest. The scenery shifted again, to golden waving grassland dotted with trees. Our next destination would have been to visit the observatory at Mount Palomar. Unfortunately, we arrived there just after visiting hours had ended for the day. I’ll have to try again another time. I did get to take this lovely panorama of Lake Henshaw along the way.

Lake Henshaw

Our last stop on the adventure was the Pala Casino. This is probably the most “Vegas-y” of the area’s casinos. I’d have to say their food might well be the best. Nothing tasted as though it had come from an instant mix. It’s just a shame that it’s so far away, or I’d go there more often.

Wait a minute, am I seriously blogging about casino buffets now? When did I turn into an old lady?

Oh, right.

It is once again time for Five on the Fifth, a monthly challenge to a challenge to share 5 photographs taken on the days leading up to the 5th of the month. This month, the suggested theme is “My Town.”

There are lots of delightful things to see and do in my town. Most people go to…

waves

The beach, of course. People go there to enjoy the sunshine and ocean waters. But once the sun starts to go down, they naturally start to think about going home.

sun

Speaking of the sun, I just loved the way the sunlight struck this ornate wall, contrasting the decorative sculptural elements against the blue of the sky.

contrast

Speaking of decorative sculptural elements, feast your eyes upon this elaborate light fixture. It hangs in the atrium of an office building. I’m not sure how much illumination it actually provides, but it looks impressive.

lamp

Not far from there, this fountain sits in Balboa Park among gardens and museums.

Spew

One of the nearby museums is the Reuben H. Fleet Science Center. It is a museum of science exhibits, much like the Exploratorium in San Francisco, and it also has an IMAX dome theater. The theater also hosts planetarium shows occasionally, and I went to one last night. I was inspired to get out of town and go somewhere where it’s dark at night. Perhaps one of these days…

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