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Good luck with that, Paul. I have faith that you'll manage to keep it going. In fact, I'm counting on it. 

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This reminds me of a story. Everything reminds me of a story and 10 years ago I may have posted this on here. When I was about 14 or so I lived in Queens New York. At that time it was mostly empty lots and I used to walk through them to go to school. (Now Queens is more crowded than midtown Manhattan) There was even a horse stable next to my school. Now to find a horse, you have to drive 80 miles out on Long Island to where I live now or look at the ingredients on a dog food can. :rolleyes:

Anyway, in those days I had a load of friends and none of us was Sissy Snowflakes and we spent all of our time outside. In one of those lots there was a defunct greenhouse that must have went out of business many years before and all the windows were broken. Of course we helped break the windows.

Next to that thing we decided to build an underground fort. That's what kids did then as there was only 7 channels on TV, all in black and white and TVs had tubes so the picture wasn't very good and there was nothing on for kids.

So we got shovels. Shovels are something your Grand Father can tell you about. They had a wooden handle and a metal blade. There was no USB port, they had no batteries, and they didn't do anything on there own. You actually had to pick it up to use it. (they are heavy so you may have to get an old person to help you)

You put the metal part in the dirt (dirt is stuff outside your front door. You may see some if you have to travel to your mail box to get your new I Phone 15. It's the brown stuff that trees are stuck in. )

You put your foot on the metal part of the shovel and push down, then you pick up the dirt. If you do this long enough you make a hole and you may even get some muscles, (Those are bumps on your arms, girls used to like boys with muscles and didn't much like Girly men)

After a couple of weeks we had our hole dug big enough to put on the roof. That was made from logs, which come from trees. Then we put on plywood (made from flat trees :rolleyes:) Then you cover that with dirt.
When it was done we went inside. This was very cool.
In the fort we
made these rubber band guns in there that shot pieces of Linoleum (Google it)
Then it rained. So we had a swimming hole, a very muddy swimming hole. Eventually we got tired of that and we grew up a little and got cars, girlfriends and forgot about that underground fort. When we didn't have girlfriends we spent virtually all of our time looking for girls. That's what men did then. When we found a girl that we wanted to go out with, we had to speak to her with our mouth and actually look at her, face to face. I know this is a hard concept to understand but our thumbs were big and muscular so even if we had a phone we wouldn't go on "So many Fish", "E Harmony", "Match . Com" or "Who wants to Date a Nerdy looking guy . com" like so many people have to do today.
If you told a girl she looked nice, she didn't get mad and think you were a Perv. She blushed and said Thank You. And didn't think you were a sexist. WE didn't even have the term sexist.
When you took the girl out, you opened the door for her and you paid for the meal. The entire meal, tip and all. If you were not a Girly Man you knew how to talk to the girl and compliment her and not talk about yourself and show her your muscles or your I Phone. :cool:

Back to the fort. Eventually
trees grew on top of it and it looked like the rest of the lot. I was working at a Gulf Gas station across the street from there and they were going to build a shopping center there with an A&P. We had no Supermarkets then (or Supermodels that I can remember). All we had was a deli so our Moms were thrilled.

Anyway, one day I was watching the bulldozer. (real Men love to watch bulldozers because they are big heavy machines that make a lot of noise and break things)
The bulldozer was leveling the land and knocking all the trees down.
As the driver backed up, I noticed that the blade of the thing went straight up in the air and the machine disappeared.
It was then that I remembered the underground fort. :eek:

I ran over there to see if the driver was OK as he was climbing out of the hole. Not in a real good mood and bulldozer drivers were Real Men with Tattoos and all. He was fine but he had to come to the gas station I was working in to make a phone call. Cell phones were not invented and if they were, they would have been made out of wood like our TVs were.

They had to bring in a big crane to get that bulldozer out. That was real cool to watch. :D

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Saw this today in my feed and thought of you. I suppose a 10 year old coral might be considered young for you?

 

 

Crap. That’s anticlimactic. I can’t add the picture. Coral Magazine is looking for corals that have been in home tanks for over 10 years.

 

https://www.coralmagazine.com/looking-for-aquarium-methuselah-old-corals/?fbclid=IwAR1F5cVPcZt7NCRC0ojEVUilfxLxcOQ5pcywG62M0MzbgI46aNuZp7wD3P8

 

Post fail. 😔

 

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Last night, or actually this morning at 3:00am I hear:   "YOU HAVE A REMINDER, THE COMPUTER GEEK IS COMING OVER TO FIX THE COMPUTER" 
It was the Alexa on the other side of my house.  When I set the reminder I neglected to tell it PM and not AM and usually the thing asks me but I was probably sipping a glass of Grand Marnier and didn't pay attention to it and said something like : "Whatever".
 
10 Seconds later the Alexa in our bedroom says the same thing.  (This is a condo and not real big but my 2 Alexa's seem to be in different time zones because they tell me the same thing 10 seconds apart.)
 
I quickly get out of bed so as not to wake my wife and I put my mouth right near it's "ear" and whisper.  "Alexa, Shut Up"
The thing lights up and says:  "SORRY, I DIDN'T GET THAT.  YOU CAN ASK ME THINGS LIKE, HOW DO YOU SHUT THE DOOR, OR WHATS UP  OR ASK THE TIME IN COOS BAY OREGON OR, WHAT WAS GEORGE WASHINGTON'S SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER"  WAS THAT HELPFUL?"
 
I looked around and my wife just stirred a little.  I again whispered to Alexa, "Alexa, thank you, go to sleep, stop talking.
Alexa again lit up and said: 
 
I DIDN'T GET THAT, I CAN PLAY AMBIENT SOUNDS TO PUT YOU TO SLEEP OR LOUD SOUNDS TO WAKE YOU UP.  I CAN PLAY ROY ORBISON MUSIC OR TELL YOU FACTS ABOUT NANCY PELOSI.   DID THAT ANSWER YOUR QUESTION? "
 
Alexa, No and thank you.
"SORRY, I COULDN'T HELP YOU, BUT THANKS FOR THE FEEDBACK:
 
So I finally got it to shut up.  
 
Then I hear the other Alexa in the dining room but it is far away so I run there to see what it wants.  It is still reminding me of the computer Geek.
I close the bedroom door and hope we can't hear it.  But these doors were probably from Home Depot and made out of three or four layers of Scott toilet tissue.  The good three ply ones but it didn't matter, I can still hear her. 
 
Then I hear: BEEP.   Aparently if Alexa thinks you didn't hear her, she just Beeps all night about every 2 minutes.  BEEP,,,,,,,,,BEEP,,,,,,BEEP ETC.
Try to sleep with that.  So I go to the thing and say :Alexa, Thank you, now be quiet.  She says "THANK ME FOR WHAT?  YOU HAVE NO MORE REMINDERS, WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR YOUR REMINDERS. 
 
Nooooooooooo.  Alexa, just go to sleep.
 
"WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO PLAY AMBIENT SOUNDS BLAH, BLAH,BLAH  "
 
I  unplugged her and go back to bed
 
"BEEP,,,,,BEEP,,,,,,BEEP"
Every 2 minutes "BEEP,,,BEEP,,,,BEEP.
I put the pillow over my head.  I thought maybe I just dreamt that I unplugged her so I go to check.  Yep, the plug is on the floor so I head back to my bed.
 
"BEEP"
 
Oh no.  Now what do I do?  It's 3:05 am and I don't want to get up.  I figure maybe I am getting abducted by Aliens or worse "Liberals".
I  go back into the kitchen and again check Alexa.  She is dead.  Then I look around and on the stove, the timer is saying, "Dinner is done" and beeping.
 
My wife shutoff the oven yesterday but apparently the times was still on.
So now I am not sure if I am awake typing this, or in an Alien Space Ship in a galaxy far far away. :eek:
 
 
 
 

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Bues, I probably have some 10 year old corals, actually I think it's a gorg.  But I lost a lot of them when I went on a riverboat cruise on the Blue Danube in Europe and my tank sitter let the water level drop 7".  Everything above that died.  I have been trying to fill my tank with corals because this tank is 6" higher than the tank I moved from and corals are very rare no matter how much you want to spend.  I went to an LFS yesterday and bought the only coral they had, and I didn't even want it. :smokin:

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Working on my new Steam Punk floor lamp.  The base is a turn of the century Auto Clave that dentists used to sterilize equipment.  It needs a lot more work but it is getting there.
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Been out a while. Still out actually. Will return to DC area on Saturday. Anyway, Paul, the fort reminds me of me and a few neighbor kids growing up on base years ago (when we were Navy brats). Anyway, Public Works had started a small excavation near a small storage facility across the street from our homes. When we saw it, the workers had left. So we grabbed our dads' shovels and proceeded to enlarge the hole horizontally, making a cave right under the cement slab. We thought it was so cool, until base security caught on and had PW backfill the hole. Looking back, it wasn't the brightest thing to be doing - digging under the slab of a building where a bunch of compressed gas cylinders were stored.... but, hey, we had fun and 50+ years later we have a story to tell. Making forts with your buds was just something you did as a kid back then.

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