Although that fix continues to work, the second pin failed pretty much as expected:
I glued the pin to rebuild the base, sheared the pin off, extracted the matching screw from the Tiny Vial of Teensy Screws, drilled a hole, and forced it in. This shot of the underside of the pitcher lid clearly shows that drilling the hole perpendicular to the edge doesn’t produce the proper alignment, but it works well enough:
The “Smart Pitcher” LCD panel in the lid that counts down six weeks until filter replacement didn’t survive its most recent trip through the dishwasher, so we’re reduced to marking the calendar. How 20th century…
The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning 
We ignore the LCD doodad and time measurements and go by flavor. I quite like the flavor of tap water in the Netherlands, most of Germany, and Luxembourg, but over here in Antwerp it just tastes weird imo. Still a lot better than the tap water in the States (read: Illinois and Wisconsin) though, which frankly didn’t taste good at all unless it came through some kind of filter first.
They switched from chloramine to chlorine a while back, which makes the water smell faintly like a swimming pool: when I smell chlorine over the filtered water, it’s time for a new filter!
Poughkeepsie water comes from the Hudson. New York City water comes from much further upstate through a huge set of buried aqueducts; they’re re-drilling and repairing the tunnel under the Hudson even as we speak.
“Päijänne Water Tunnel”
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/P%C3%A4ij%C3%A4nne_Water_Tunnel
Yeah, swimming-pool-like is a good description of my tap water experiences in the US and France.