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Tuesday, December 29th, 2009
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5:00a Mary Moppins
http://www.kk.org/cooltools/archives/004132.php
I previously used a basic cotton deck mop, which is the best of the conventional choices, as far as I'm concerned. Most of the grocery store alternatives to the cotton deck mop are flimsy and don't work very well. This mop is superior to others in several respects. First is that it is solid and sturdy. It is a real tool rather than a flimsy piece of junk. Second is that it works so much better. It takes less water and cleaner and less effort but picks up dirt better and faster. I use mine with vinegar and water or other environmentally preferable cleaning solutions. Third is that you don't have the problem of storing a wet, dirty mop.
This mop is basically a cylinder at its base, with Velcro-like hook fasteners that hold onto a typical terry cloth towel. The towel or rag you use comes off the mop head when you are done and goes into the wash. Nothing hangs around wet in your cleaning closet getting funky. It's similar in design to the Cuban Mop previously reviewed on Cool Tools, but with a better means of keeping the towel on the mop head.
-- Katie Bretsch
Mary Moppins Best Home Mop
$29
Manufactured by and available from Mary Moppins
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3:52a April 1976 New England SportSGuide Gallery
http://letsgosox.blogspot.com/2009/12/april-1976-new-england-sportsguide.html I got this thing a few years ago at Brimfield. A magazine covering every sport you couldn't possibly care about. This is the April 1976 Red Sox Issue. Click each pic for BIG.
The sponsors consisted mainly of local radio stations. Check out this Providence one that went all two-color on our asses. (And why crop that bottom pic so that only Orioles catcher Dave Duncan is visible?)
There's a long article with tips on how to get tickets. A lot of it is still relevant today.
Love the old seating chart. Tom Yawkey wouldn't die for a few more months, so Yawkey Way is still Jersey Street. (The "Jersey" had yet to be "retired." That's my favorite Fenway Park joke, and I still feel I rule for coming up with it. Thanks.)
Back to that ticket article. The last line rings true in 2010: "Tickets may be hard to come by this year, you may not sit where you would like, the parking may be worse and the traffic ferocious, but look at it this way--you could be living in Atlanta." They also note that tickets have gone up 25 cents across the board for the second straight year, that they probably will again in '77, and "what lies beyond is only a mystery." Thirty-five years later, those 5-dollar box seats go for $130 a piece. (With the two added rows of seats in front of them at up to $328 each.)
The beginning of the '76 sked. Some games are on...TV!
I love seeing pics of Fenway from before they started building upward.
Uncertainty before the '76 season...but the Sox would indeed be in Baltimore for Opening Day 1976, the first one of my life. They out-hit the Birds six to three, but made two errors in the fourth, leading to the game's only run.
Scenes from the 1975 home opener. Look behind Tony C., and you'll see...
Bill Lee with hand on cup. (You can tell it's him because he wore the Mass. Bicentennial patch--worn during '75 and '76, at home only, despite what the Man tells you--on his right sleeve instead of the left. I think another pitcher did too but this really looks like Lee.)
Big enough piece of cake or what??
The now universally-despised Hawk Harrelson was once a beloved Red Sox player and announcer.
More ads for Red Sox radio.
What? I don't remember tiny versions of bullpen cars! Does anybody have one of these?
More radio stations.
That Neumie dude they're always making fun of on EEI, on his old Whalers show on a station I'm quite familiar with. Below that, George Grande's brother Carl.
Your back cover. The Champs! (Of the AL.)
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2:51a I YAM what I YAM
http://redsoxdeepintheheartoftexas.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-yam-what-i-yam.html After Christmas, I decided to head over for a overnighter to my friend, Pam, in Clear Lake. Sunday morning after eating breakfast and visiting, we decided to head to Kemah to hang out for an hour or so. We were strolling along when we came across this Picture Board near one of the shops. I laughed so loud because the night before I had been talking about not trying to put on airs and be something I'm not...I said "I am what I am" and my friend said, 'yeah, like Popeye' So of course I HAD take a picture.
The thing is I've learned in my years is I shouldn't have to try hard to impress others. I Yam what I Yam as the picture says...and if you don't like or appreciate me as I am, you're not worth my time to know. That's how I live my life now. I don't consider myself a rude person but I can be rather brash and blunt...when someone needs it. Sugar coating is only for candy and candy asses. I think I'm generous...perhaps not so much with monies as I don't have a lot...but at least with my time and my heart. Sometimes money doesn't help problems....but everyone needs someone to listen to them with compassion...and I got lots of that.
I don't like status quo or the norm...and if you know me, you know. I like boots. No that's a lie.
I love to have fun and laugh and cut up....but I need my time alone and sometimes won't answer the phone.
I LOVE BOOTS. I got a way from wearing them for awhile...but realized later in life how much I really really love wearing them. They are my splurge. I'm not old but I am getting older...and wiser....and younger beyond my years. I'm stubborn....or you could say I'm determined and persistent...but I'm willing and open to listening to your ideas. I'm private.
WHAT YOU SAY???? But you have a BLOG...Private people do NOT have blogs.
WRONG. I expose of my life what I want you to know. The rest is private. There are those out there who 'know' me. I select slowly who I let in my world. I select carefully what I share with the others. So when you think you know who "Tex" is....better look again. I am an onion....many layers. If you cut me, you may cry.
I YAM what I YAM....that's what should go on my tombstone.
I'm fairly certain I've passed this gene on to my son.... 
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(comment on this) Monday, December 28th, 2009
dolittler
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12:00a Veterinary dentistry, nerve blocks, complications...and late posts
http://www.dolittler.com/2009/12/28/Veterinary.dentistry.nerve.blocks.complicationsand.late.posts.html  Today started late. That was my fault. From there, things devolved in ways that evoked Hieronymus Bosch’s version of Hell more than they did a pre-New Year’s Eve weekday. Not so much my fault. But that’s debatable.
Picture me wearing my veterinary dentist’s hat. This was around 9 AM. First patient of the day. The anesthetics went well. My older patient was doing great. The results of full mouth X-rays talked me into removing a significant percentage of her teeth, but that was to be expected based on her physical the week before.
I started on the left side where four extractions worked out beautifully. Here’s the process for each tooth: Inject a nerve block for local pain relief (very useful even though the patient is under general anesthesia), make an incision over the gums, flap the tissue back, apply the high speed drill to remove the adjacent bone, tease out the tooth with an elevator, finish the “pulling” with an extractor, smooth out any leftover bony spicules to eliminate bacteria-hiding crevices, take another X-ray to make sure the whole tooth is out, and then...sew up the gap.
It’s easy. Not really, but by now it’s old hat for vets like me. Though every tooth is different and some prove a b---- to extract, the process is almost always the same. The tough part is dealing with the vagaries of the canine and feline anatomy: working with funky tooth fractures and other interesting pathology, getting all the way back in a mouth with a tiny opening, sewing up teensy holes with almost no tissue to work with, running up against vessels that aren’t typically so large or superficial... It all makes for an interesting time, but it’s 99% uneventful, nonetheless.
Too bad today’s patient didn’t turn out that way. While the waiting room was filling up with “emergencies” (some of whom had been months in the making), I suddenly realized––after finishing up on the four left-sided teeth, turning her over and starting on her right side––that my patient’s right eye had suddenly become swollen. I mean really swollen. Next thing I know and my patient’s eye is literally out of its socket.
It all happened so fast I almost couldn’t believe it was happening. To my tech: “Tell me I’m not crazy and you see the same thing I do.” And just to make sure: “She wasn’t like this when she came in, right?”
Most definitely this was worsening by the second. Which is when I applied a cold compress and pressure after adding some lubricant to the cornea. Then a review: Calmly now, let’s recap this dog’s physical findings, labwork and recent events. 1) Normal bloodwork, urinalysis and physical exam (except for periodontal disease, of course), 2) evidence of abscessed tooth roots nearby (for teeth which I hadn’t yet extracted), and 3) I’d just given a local nerve block seconds before.
If I were a betting woman, I was thinking––as I tried to think rationally, against the clock––I’d stake a good bit on this being the nerve block’s doing. Though I can’t for the life of me figure out how, seeing as it’s never happened to me before, seeing as I’ve never read about this as a possible complication, seeing as I couldn’t imagine how a 1/2 cc dose of bupivicaine might lead to an eyeball on the loose... I just. couldn’t. figure. it. out. Not on the fly in the middle of an early-ish morning stress-fest, anyway.
Good thing I managed to get the eyeball back in, sew it in place and keep it moist and happy. I abandoned all efforts to extract the abscessed teeth on that side, of course (thinking that any extra swelling would not be a good thing), and that’s when I did what I do best: read up on what might’ve gone wrong and call around to my colleagues for insights.
In the end my book smarts won out and it turns out I’d more than likely lacerated the palatal artery in my attempt to alleviate pain. The needle I’d used for my nerve block probably did the deed, slicing through a big bleeder in a place I’d not imagined it would be (sometimes blood vessels do this). Though I’d aspirated before injecting the nerve block, it took me a teensy bit of “fishing” before I’d entered the safe spot in the skull through which I inject the local anesthetic. That did it, I figure. Nothing less than a lucky stick would do with a big artery in the way.And mine was decidedly NOT a lucky one.
So was it my fault? Hell no (even Bosch would agree). But it WAS my doing. Which is why I comped all the owner’s costs related to the eye care––including the visit to the ophthalmologist tomorrow, just to be sure everything checks out 100%.
So you know, not everyone agrees that’s how things should be done. If it’s an “accepted complication” (and vessel laceration IS an accepted complication when it comes to pain-relieving nerve blocks) then the owner should pay for any necessary work after the fact. After all, if all doctors were responsible for all costs associated with all complications there would be no OB/Gyn’s, no anesthesiologists and no neurosurgeons since complications are common for these fields.
But then...where do you draw the line? Was there human error in my work or was it just bad luck and/or atypical vasculature? However you slice it, I did a good job. I know that. But it doesn’t keep me from feeling guilty...or entering this post as late in the day as any I’ve ever submitted. :-(
PS: My day...by Dr. Patty Khuly ;-)

PPS: That's me in the lower left hand corner.
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(comment on this) Tuesday, December 29th, 2009
redsoxdad
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2:35a Friends over Christmas = One Epic Holiday
http://redsoxdad.blogspot.com/2009/12/friends-over-christmas-one-epic-holiday.html What happens when a Twilight Zone version of Kevin Youkilis and a beautiful, slightly hyper native New Englander meet up with 2 Southerners, one extraordinary pretty pre-teen girl, a 6 year old with a voice like sand paper and a heart of gold, and a kid who would have fit right in when "Children of the Corn" was being filmed?
One of the best 24 hours of my family's life. (And don't tell me that weird looking kid in the left hand corner of the picture doesn't freak you out just a little. And I have to LIVE with him.)
Josh and Amy came to visit and there was more wrestling, hide and seek, wrestling, jumping on the trampoline, wrestling, playing ball, wrestling, and laughing we've seen in about 4 years total.
Did I mention the wrestling?
Like some northern version of the Southern Winds, Josh and Amy blew through our home and left a ton of happy memories, 3 sad children, and 2 sad but happy adults in their wake.
And an autographed Dustin Pedroia ball for which I'll be forever grateful.
Come back anytime, guys.
We'll leave the light on for you.
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5:00a Eskimold
http://www.kk.org/cooltools/archives/004129.php
This is loads of fun, and a way to get the kids out of the house during the winter. It's also a way to make a cheap two- or three-person ice fishing house that doesn’t require transport at the end of the season. Any type of snow can be compacted into this nifty device, which will create, quickly, hundreds of perfectly formed, slanted, and stacking igloo building blocks. The Eskimold is different from other snow block kits in that one block edge is concave, the other is convex, allowing them to fit together, almost like puzzle pieces, edge to edge. The blocks also curve in slightly (picture an igloo's interior walls). The last block on each row has to be trimmed, and a plastic snow knife is included in the kit for that purpose. It works well, since the igloo gradually leans in as it's built, and the diameter shrinks with each row. A skilled builder could mimic the traditional half-sphere igloo design, and the casual builder (or parent working with kids) will end up with a more pointed, and taller, beehive design, which one can actually stand up in. Unlike the previously reviewed Icebox, the Eskimold is oriented toward play more than serious shelter construction.
If you have a couple of kids, it works best to get two of them, to avoid fighting between the kids. These plastic buckets are durable, and will last for years. You can make the blocks in advance, if you wish, and let them freeze overnight on a scrap of plywood. It's simple, but time consuming. We spread it out over two days, with hot chocolate breaks. You do not need to haul the snow to the igloo site (it takes a lot of snow); you can use a shovel to make the blocks a distance away from the site, stack them on a piece of plywood on a sled, then haul them to your building spot. Once you make a block you need to stick it on the igloo, or on a smooth board. If you leave it on the ground, it will freeze there overnight, and you will not be able to use it.
My teenage son actually slept in his own igloo creation one night, and was comfortable in -15 degree F weather. He and a group of his friends used it to make a circular shelter, without a roof, about 15 feet in diameter, and about 5 feet tall, with our metal firepit in the center. This created a nice sheltered bonfire site in the backyard, out of the wind, where they could have adult-free discussions, with food.
-- Dean Knudson
Eskimold Kit
$22
Manufactured by and available from Tundra North Manufacturing LTD
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