Criminy…are we being monitored by teh Feline Bureau of Investigation?
*Sings*
We are marching to Dystopia, Dystopia, Dystopia
We are marching to Dystopia, Dystopia; Hoorah!
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The relentless gaslighting by our GovernMedia complex makes me feel like I’m taking crazy pills, but I know I’m not. (And LambiePieK may be a ginger, but she’s not that evil that she’s slipping them to me.)
Even when I try to take a short break from current events, the insanity leaks in around the edges, which -- combined with work-related carp -- is wearying at present.
Man, I appreciate this island of sanity here at Teh Squeak, even ‘tho I haven’t been keeping up with all the doin’s here lately. Please know that doesn’t mean I’ve forsaken you guys.
I’m sorry I’ve been a bit brief in my posts lately. There’s been a lot of sleeping after very long shifts. In fact I have one coming up this evening. With luck it’ll be a 10 to 12 hour one… instead of one of the 13 or 14 hour ones that lately have been happening.
Regarding the Weird Laundry Stuff. Those were… Well…
I bought some powdered detergent, which for some reason is getting pretty rare. I’m not sure why though, because it must be expensive to transport all that water around for the liquid detergents,
Maybe there’s something I don’t know. I mean, you can pour the liquid directly on stains, I guess which makes it more targetable, but maybe there’s something about making it liquid that I don’t realize.
In any case Harper wanted two unusual items:
One was Borax
The other was Washing Soda.
Wal Mart had both of them.
I’m not a Laundry Expert, therefore I don’t actually know what either of these things are for.
Hey does anyone remember that Amway used to have a product called “Redu” that was not a bleach but used to take blood and rust and other very stubborn stains out of whites? I don’t think anyone else had anything quite like it
I wonder if they still make it.
Paddy:
Do you think the rain was in any way connected to the weird laundry stuff?
Just askin’.
I didn’t even connect those Dots!! You must be some kind of Autistic Savant, Can’t believe I missed that
I met Mr. Owner (of the Paper,) (and his Marxist Handler--possibly--I’ll elaborate on that later if any of y’all are curious)
Mr. Owner, is essentially the mostly retired father of my current boss. I found him to be a very gracious and charming old fellow.
Since I have a history in Sedona going back to about 1979 when I lived here for a few years with my parents, we were able to chat about some of the people from back in the day. That was nice.
I had just received the papers from Phoenix and had just finished moving them into the work area and put the forklift away, when I heard the big roll doors opening again. I thought perhaps that the Hurley driver forgot something or maybe needed to use the bathroom or something. But it turned out it was Mr. Owner, who introduced himself and his Marxist handler friend (?) who was a middle aged woman kind of stringy and ropey looking with black and purple hair and a nose ring, dressed like someone 1/3 her age.
He just wanted to show her around the newsroom and such. We chatted for a few minutes and then he gave his friend a tour; they were gone in, I’d say, less than 15 minutes.
I realize my critique of the woman is a mite unfair and/or hypocritical, Aftercall, I have dreadlocks, and I dress like a teenage black kid or a Toddler, depending on who you ask, but … well… I’m just trying to paint a picture here.
dv8, that was Miss Emily’s computer at the church she worked at. The cat lived there, I think it’s name was Geoffrey. She shared that picture. That was long ago. I ran across that going through some old pictures and decided to post it. The Old Days.
Sure Happy It’s Thursday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa, dv8 (and Harper!), Sven, and Mac!
Mac -- thanks for the thread-pic! That does bring back memories!
dv8 -- Mrs. Paddy made her own laundry detergent for awhile, until one of the ingredients -- castille soap -- became too expensive. The recipe called for castille soap, washing soda, and an oxygen bleach that was a mixture of washing soda and sodium percarbonate.
Borax raises the pH of the washing solution, which helps attack acidic stains. It also softens the water and helps disperse the detergent, allowing for better rinsing. Washing soda is even more alkaline and can act as a laundry booster to help chemically attack oil and grease stains. It doesn’t work well on it’s own, though.
Very interesting, Thank you. Harper, and evidently Mrs. Paddy, are wise in the ways of advanced laundry stuff. Most impressive, and thanks for the explanation.
I will put clean linens and towels in very hot water in which I’ve dissolved 1 cup dry laundry detergent, 1/4 cup washing soda and 1/4 cup borax. This will be agitated about once an hour for 4 or 5 hours, drained, and then the items will be run through a normal wash load in the washer without anything added -- just water. Once dried the linens will show their brightness restored and the fibers aren’t as compressed by the oils and grime that accumulate over time, especially in hard water conditions.
These days it’s called “laundry stripping” and is kind of a fad now but I learned it at “my mother’s knee” and have been doing it as needed for as long as I’ve been a homemaker -- after learning it at home.
So I’m just checking in. I see my sweetheart has been busy here today. I’m at work, about two hours into my long night. All my prep work is done and I’m now just waiting for papers to arrive.
Criminy…are we being monitored by teh Feline Bureau of Investigation?
*Sings*
We are marching to Dystopia, Dystopia, Dystopia
We are marching to Dystopia, Dystopia; Hoorah!
=======================
The relentless gaslighting by our GovernMedia complex makes me feel like I’m taking crazy pills, but I know I’m not. (And LambiePieK may be a ginger, but she’s not that evil that she’s slipping them to me.)
Even when I try to take a short break from current events, the insanity leaks in around the edges, which -- combined with work-related carp -- is wearying at present.
Man, I appreciate this island of sanity here at Teh Squeak, even ‘tho I haven’t been keeping up with all the doin’s here lately. Please know that doesn’t mean I’ve forsaken you guys.
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The feeling is very mutual. Even when I/we weren’t on the wheel, we always talked about you all and many stories were told over and over.
I’m sorry I’ve been a bit brief in my posts lately. There’s been a lot of sleeping after very long shifts. In fact I have one coming up this evening. With luck it’ll be a 10 to 12 hour one… instead of one of the 13 or 14 hour ones that lately have been happening.
Regarding the Weird Laundry Stuff. Those were… Well…
I bought some powdered detergent, which for some reason is getting pretty rare. I’m not sure why though, because it must be expensive to transport all that water around for the liquid detergents,
Maybe there’s something I don’t know. I mean, you can pour the liquid directly on stains, I guess which makes it more targetable, but maybe there’s something about making it liquid that I don’t realize.
In any case Harper wanted two unusual items:
One was Borax
The other was Washing Soda.
Wal Mart had both of them.
I’m not a Laundry Expert, therefore I don’t actually know what either of these things are for.
Hey does anyone remember that Amway used to have a product called “Redu” that was not a bleach but used to take blood and rust and other very stubborn stains out of whites? I don’t think anyone else had anything quite like it
I wonder if they still make it.
Paddy:
I didn’t even connect those Dots!! You must be some kind of Autistic Savant, Can’t believe I missed that
Thanks, Mac -- I’d forgotten about that site banner.
Good morning, Fatwa, and Dv8.
Good morning to you too sir.
I’m sorry to hear the eye is still bothering you.
I met Mr. Owner (of the Paper,) (and his Marxist Handler--possibly--I’ll elaborate on that later if any of y’all are curious)
Mr. Owner, is essentially the mostly retired father of my current boss. I found him to be a very gracious and charming old fellow.
Since I have a history in Sedona going back to about 1979 when I lived here for a few years with my parents, we were able to chat about some of the people from back in the day. That was nice.
I had just received the papers from Phoenix and had just finished moving them into the work area and put the forklift away, when I heard the big roll doors opening again. I thought perhaps that the Hurley driver forgot something or maybe needed to use the bathroom or something. But it turned out it was Mr. Owner, who introduced himself and his
Marxist handlerfriend (?) who was a middle aged woman kind of stringy and ropey looking with black and purple hair and a nose ring, dressed like someone 1/3 her age.He just wanted to show her around the newsroom and such. We chatted for a few minutes and then he gave his friend a tour; they were gone in, I’d say, less than 15 minutes.
I realize my critique of the woman is a mite unfair and/or hypocritical, Aftercall, I have dreadlocks, and I dress like a teenage black kid or a Toddler, depending on who you ask, but … well… I’m just trying to paint a picture here.
Just say it, dv8, she was mutton dressed as lamb.
LOL
Mac: That thread picture is amazing! That must be a vintage wheel picture!!!!
dv8, that was Miss Emily’s computer at the church she worked at. The cat lived there, I think it’s name was Geoffrey. She shared that picture. That was long ago. I ran across that going through some old pictures and decided to post it. The Old Days.
It warmed my heart.
Good morning, Mac!!
Good morning to you, and my best to your gentle Lady.
I’ll be sure to mention the thread pic to her in case she doesn’t see it on her own this morning.
She made the Midnight Oil such a special place then. So many Gerbils liked to drop in and pay their respects to her.
I remember.
I also remember encouraging her to help out with the wheel, when she thought she couldn’t do it, which led to so many wonderful moments.
What a lovely reminder, Gentle Mac.
I hope you and Little Mouse are well.
Hello and Good morning! Fatwa, Sven, and whomever else may be lurking.
Sure Happy It’s Thursday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa, dv8 (and Harper!), Sven, and Mac!
Mac -- thanks for the thread-pic! That does bring back memories!
dv8 -- Mrs. Paddy made her own laundry detergent for awhile, until one of the ingredients -- castille soap -- became too expensive. The recipe called for castille soap, washing soda, and an oxygen bleach that was a mixture of washing soda and sodium percarbonate.
Borax raises the pH of the washing solution, which helps attack acidic stains. It also softens the water and helps disperse the detergent, allowing for better rinsing. Washing soda is even more alkaline and can act as a laundry booster to help chemically attack oil and grease stains. It doesn’t work well on it’s own, though.
Very interesting, Thank you. Harper, and evidently Mrs. Paddy, are wise in the ways of advanced laundry stuff. Most impressive, and thanks for the explanation.
I am surprised, I show Feb 2007 as the date on the picture. I think the cat’s name was Jeoff.
Good day, GN!
I will put clean linens and towels in very hot water in which I’ve dissolved 1 cup dry laundry detergent, 1/4 cup washing soda and 1/4 cup borax. This will be agitated about once an hour for 4 or 5 hours, drained, and then the items will be run through a normal wash load in the washer without anything added -- just water. Once dried the linens will show their brightness restored and the fibers aren’t as compressed by the oils and grime that accumulate over time, especially in hard water conditions.
These days it’s called “laundry stripping” and is kind of a fad now but I learned it at “my mother’s knee” and have been doing it as needed for as long as I’ve been a homemaker -- after learning it at home.
So I’m just checking in. I see my sweetheart has been busy here today. I’m at work, about two hours into my long night. All my prep work is done and I’m now just waiting for papers to arrive.
It was nice to see a picture of the old wheel.
Thanks Mac.
Have a good ‘day’, dv8!