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Just like fire extinguishers and bike helmets, you never know when you’ll need to use this thing in a hurry… then it’s too late to clean out all the crap that accumulates on any flat (or concave) spot.
Not that I’m completely innocent, of course.
The DSC-H5 had been outdoors for a few hours, hiking with us at 25 °F, so the lens fogged instantly when we walked through the greenhouse door.
Turns out that it’s 0.1340 inches, determined by bracketing the sliver above that 0.1300 block with feeler gauges. I don’t believe that last zero, either, as the Basement Shop was about 10 °F below the block’s 68 °F calibration temperature. [grin]
The actual size of that gap makes absolutely no difference whatsoever, but fooling around with the gauge blocks gave me an excuse to renew my acquaintance with them and, en passant, massage some oil over their long-neglected bodies:
Gauge block set
I used La Perle Clock Oil, which isn’t Official Gauge Block Oil, but doesn’t go bad on the shelf. Verily, this bottle may be the last of its kind, as it’s no longer available from any of the usual sources; it appears I bought it back in 2000.
The blocks are in good shape, probably because they don’t often see the light. FWIW, I have experimentally determined that my body oil doesn’t etch fingerprints into steel.
The block set, which is similar to a current box o’ blocks from Enco, claims “Workshop Grade”, but the ±0.00050 inch = 1.27 μm tolerance shown in the top row of the labels is much worse than even grade B’s sub-micron tolerance. That newer box claims “Economy” accuracy with the same spec, so I suppose somebody kvetched about mis-using the terms.
Ah, well, they’re far better than any measurements I’ve needed in a while and entirely suitable for verifying my other instruments.
That window is far enough away that birds get up to full speed and low enough that they can see through the windows on the far side of the bedroom to the bushes and trees north of the house.
Word got around quickly after I set up the bird feeder at the corner of the patio, one week before Mary’s Project Feederwatch data collection started up:
Nuthatch on patio
You can tell this chipmunk wasn’t at all bothered by my presence:
North end of southbound chipmunk
We call them fur birds, but they don’t count for Feederwatch:
Chipmunk in vacuum cleaner mode
A few days later, I put a casserole of fresh-cooked brown rice on a patio table to cool, only to have a raccoon drag it off. Of course, the Pyrex bowl shattered on the concrete: neither of us got much of the rice…
Mary managed to outcompete the local squirrels to the tune of 10 pounds of Shagbark Hickory nuts, which we’ve been enjoying after supper. The thickly armored nuts shrug off ordinary nutcrackers, so we deploy heavy weaponry: good old 10WR Vise-Grip pliers:
Cracking nickory nuts with a Vise-Grip
She describes the process better than I; for what it’s worth, I work on one nut at a time. We both celebrate when a shell releases its nut with minimal damage; most often, we extract fragments into a pile like the one shown. I can process half a dozen nuts before deciding I’ve had enough.
I’d be in favor of a genetic modification producing a fluorescent green shell, because overlooking a minute piece of shell in that pile of nutmeat is a Very Bad Thing…
As you can tell from the stock Makergear HBP, I printed it a while ago. It’s the full-length version of that classic, not the shortened Barbie Pistol for the Thing-O-Matic which has been fending off zombies for the last three years (unsuccessfully, from what I hear).
The finished product is a bit ungainly:
Nerf pistol – loaded
That’s not the proper Nerf dart for the thing, but it’s scavenged from tag sale debris and some day I’ll pick up a pack of the skinny ones.
All the pivot points and the sear spring are 3 mm black ABS filament, mostly for contrast. They’re glued in with dabs of Oatey clear PVC cement, the kind with tetrahydrofuran in addition to the usual hellish mix of acetone and MEK.
I bring it along to my show-n-tells, just so I can say I downloaded and printed a gun long before Defense Distributed made it trendy. Haven’t gotten into any trouble yet, but I’m sure some Zero Tolerance regime will bust my ass one of these days.
It was a big hit with the adolescent males at a Squidwrench event, for some reason. [grin]