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Gender: Female
Home country: US
Current location: retired to MidWest
Member since: Mon Feb 18, 2013, 09:15 PM
Number of posts: 6,133

About Me

Still an ardent Irish-American Catholic damnYankee Yellow Dog Democrat socialist after all these years. (cue Simon music) Army brat and wife for many years, now have been on the loose far longer than I was married. After my two red chows died, I took in a mini-beagle cross that I named Molly Maguire, thinking she might need a good Irish name like my original real one. Later she got a baby sister, a smooth-coat JRT I named Brigid after the greatest of the ancient Celtic goddesses. My great-grandfather and his son fought for Michael Collins and barely made it out of Ireland one step ahead of John Bull. They slipped over to Wales for new identities and then forward to the States for a fresh start. That makes me second generation of illegal but certainly justified immigrants. There are precious few people to whose defense I fly immediately, but the list includes Hillary Clinton, President Barack Obama even when I disagree with him - it happens! - and living Irish patriots Gerry Adams and Martin \\\'Mind Your Kneecaps\\\' McGuiness. I pray earnestly for a united and free Ireland rescued from all official British occupation, with every square inch of alleged \\\'ancestral lands\\\' now held immorally and illegally by the invaders returned to the rightful owners. Irish-only rule for Ireland. No foreign masters anymore! I find it passing strange when Brits chide ME about \'interfering\' in Irish politics!

Journal Archives

Well, at least I was forewarned for this one and set down my coffee cup before indulging.

That's a real keeper. I trust you won't mind if I share it around, with due credit of course. Most people could use a good hysterical fit, depending on the type they choose.

You and Rug both can lift my spirits as few others do.

I use those myself. Not the oil. Just because

a stuffed chair or sofa doesn't look quite right to me w/o one.

Of course my grandparents had them and kept their furniture, which was old when they bought it. A great deal of it has been hauled hither and yon during my travels, too. Not everything I own is curbside vintage!

But absolutely the most beautiful house (to me) I was ever in belonged to the great grandmother of a childhood friend. This grand old lady never even succumbed to electricity of any kind although she did have gas lights on the walls to supplement her oil lamps. Some of her stuff predated the Civil War.

The one person who drove me to fleeting homicidal fantasy was a guy I met immediately after moving to an extremely rural area in California right after leaving L.A. He had just moved too and was having an estate sale after inheriting the place from his own great grandmother. I said I'd be there first call and asked if by any chance he had floor lamps for sale. He puffed out his chest and bragged that he'd already thrown out a lot of that 'old junk' in the trash, and there'd been several floor lamps but damnit none of them were even electric! All too quickly I realized trash day had already come and gone, and I wanted to leap for his philistine throat.

You owe me a new keyboard for that one!

Thanks just the same. I almost fell off the chair laughing.

I never tire of reminding fundies that Jesus didn't turn that water at the wedding into soda pop. And the Pharisees called Jesus a winebibber. The usual fundie excuse, IF indeed it can be called that, is to claim that liquor was needed in those days to purify bad water. Well, besides the other problems with that idea, their deep wells were probably less polluted than our water today because they didn't have tons of industrial waste or artificial fertilizers from factory farms.

Now I do understand that Rome's municipal water delivery system probably put more lead than advisable into the water, but so far as I know most of the Mideastern systems were based on underground tunnels cut through rock or at least lined with stones, weren't they? I'm sure YOU know.

Thanks. I'll certainly buy a new bathroom heater and

despite a bit of decision whiplash, be extremely alert to UNPLUG the heater after every use. Maybe even start setting a timer downstairs so when it goes off, I'll be reminded. So long as I don't get so ditsy I forget what the timer's supposed to remind me about.

Until that happy day when I actually have a working (improved) outlet for the new heater, I'll have to do one or the other about the percolator contents. At least a percolator won't create enough heat to evaporate the water very soon at all, especially with the lid on. Someone I know left a full 12-cup perc on for almost a week when they left on vacation. On return they had a slightly lowered level of sludge but no fire. As for motor oil, extra safety's one reason high-performance motor oil was recommended - the greater heat tolerance.

Thankfully I don't need to create too much extra heat. The downstairs plus the steam from an extra deep, extra hot tub already make the room almost tolerable. I only need another 5-10 degrees at most, and that in safe proximity.

Thanks. Bookmarked for ASAP.

I might have trouble affording a lot of other things, but I can usually squeeze out enough for another book. First I'll have to see if the library can get it for me, though. SOP. They're hoping in another 6 months or so to be able to get Piketty's 'Capital in the 21st Century' for me. Wish us luck.

The other book really sounds up my alley, too. Maybe I should be embarrassed to admit such nerdy reading tastes, but I also have one book on 16th Century clothing styles and another on various nun's habits through the years. Yes, I'll really sit there and read about different designs and materials used for buttons after they arrived on the scene. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Yes. Please see #7.

I certainly do value my precious percolators. That's the kind of coffee I prefer, damn near espresso and you won't get it from a dripolator. Can't afford a French press! Can't afford the new electric percs either, so I snap up every used one I find. Currently have 3 others waiting in the wings in addition to the gorgeous Art Deco I bought off eBay. Cotton covered cord and everything. If President Obama ever drops by for coffee, I'll take it down off the top of the frig and use it, but otherwise it stays put where it is. Beautiful thing. Carved wood handle, too.

Sometimes these old ones I find for $5 max will still last for years and years. I think impatient people buy them because they do make better coffee than a damn drip, but then most people aren't willing to wait 10-12 minutes either. That's probably one reason they ditch the percs.

Since you're one of my favorite thrifters, I'll share what I found curbside the last couple weeks. A like-new Dirt Devil vacuum cleaner, and farther on, a giant mahogany office desk where someone had vacated the premises. Must've run out of room on the truck. I took out all the drawers so maybe nobody else would snatch it up before I could return with a truck and help. By evening it was in a far corner of my porch, well hidden from the street by tall spirea and 1/2" lattice. It now serves as a stand for all my potted shade plants, the restored drawers hold various tools etc, and the knee well would make a fine shelter if the dogs ever needed it in an emergency. Of course I covered the top with several layers of newspapers and a tarp, then pieces of leftover tub surround. Thing weighed way over 100 lbs before I put the drawers back and loaded it down with plants; hope the porch boards hold!

Especially since I don't know the technological expertise of the writer who

recommended the motor oil, I think now that I'd rather listen to your electrical engineer! Please relay my thanks. I wouldn't be heating the bathroom over half an hour anyway. Thanks again.

From what I read, supposedly the greater viscosity of the motor oil will make it

retain heat longer than water, although water would certainly work. I've brushed up against those hot percolators in the kitchen before.

Excellent info and application, thank you.

Even though you were not given all pertinent details. I always worry about boring people, and my stories run long enough as it is.

But when I moved here, almost all the wiring had to be redone. The place didn't need redeocrating - it needed and still does need a lot of heavy renovation. Classic good bones, as they say, well worth the expense and time. I did leave the original wiring that was probably done in the 1930's intact - I just don't use it for anything heavier than a small lamp or radio, that sort of thing.

The circuit that blew out in the bathroom was one of the new ones where the electrician supposedly used the finest materials(?). He certainly charged a king's ransom. But yes, I had a little 1500 watt ceramic heater plugged in there via a surge suppressor. I use those literally everywhere. Normally I unplug everything when storms threaten. But I hadn't even used the heater in a while, and I forgot to unplug it last time we had lightning. So the event might've happened anytime over a 3-4 week period. I discovered it when the heater wouldn't work - I tried to turn it on and then noticed the surge suppressor was burnt to a crisp. Later on it turned out that the heater itself is okay, as is the heavy duty extension cord that actually plugged into the wall. Only the power strip surge suppressor fried, and of course I had nothing else attached.

The much better handyman/electrician husband of a friend, who now does virtually everything for the house, said he might be able to fix the outlet w/o having to entirely rewire. I hope so. I certainly won't ever forget to unplug a heater again, you can count on that.

Any further thoughts you might have on the matter would be welcome.

Oh, I see... a quote from the BOOK, not the posts.

Sometimes I can be so dense it scares me.

No, all the book said was that Mama took care of the kids while Papa went for a keg of nails. Nothing else at all to tip off a reader who didn't catch the reference.

Thanks also for the other info. I agree, it probably was a socially acceptable way of calling someone a drunk.

While I've got your ear for the moment, let me add that many lasting superstitions in this country came from the Irish. Not that we were more superstitious than others, but a lot of our notions were/are derived from the ancient pagan celts. Opening a window in the room where someone dies so their soul can escape is one, though it is sadly dying out itself. I do it to honor the departed, not because I fear trapping their ghost.

Those white toes that were included on all socks for many years have been laid at our door too. A variety of explanations attach, but my favorite is that we believed it protected the wearer - white being the color of purity and the toes preceding the rest of the body in motion. I have a large reference book on ancient superstitions around here somewhere. You know people used to think that thunder would poison dairy products? As rare a treat as ice cream could be, if a thunderstorm came up at a picnic, they dumped the ice cream when it might be the only batch they'd have all year.

Of course milk and fish made poison too. I must be a witch or something because I've eaten them together all my life with no ill effect.
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