looking at my life so far i'd classify myself as
a facultative perfectionist, in contrast to my father who
is an obligate perfectionist: i can (occasionally) call something
'good enough' and leave it at that (but i won't be happy), whereas he just
cannot stop until the required degree of perfection is reached.
(of course there's also the dark side of any degree of perfectionist
affliction: lots of things don't get started, at all, if you know or feel
that you won't have the time/energy/whatever to finish it off perfectly and
where that data point fits into the nurture versus nature discussion
i don't know.
[ published on Sun 08.05.2016 15:10 | filed in brainfarts
This week I decided to spend a little money on new Blum cabinet door
dampers for my kitchen. (The previous attempt using
recessed Airtic dampers wasn't a total success,
one died in the meantime and the others weren't quite strong enough
for the kitchen cabinets. They're fine in the bathroom, where the
cabinet doors are smaller.)
The upgrade also meant replacing the hinges in question: they're all
Ikea-branded Blum kit, but the old hinges are of an older design where
the damper doesn't clip on right (unless you laboriously file out an oval
13 doors (one large) = 14 dampers and hinges, and at just AU$5/pack of
2 (same price for damper units and hinges) I decided that for once I
don't want to go for the slightly cheaper but hugely more tedious
That's all peachy. The Ikea/Blum hinge setup has come a long way since
my first exposure to Ikea kit in the late 70s. The swap was near-zero
effort, just the usual bit of readjusting the hinges for perfect
closure and line up.
However, my brain is not totally content with the dampers: they're
great, doors close slowly and silently - and that throws me off! Not
hearing any clunk or bonk at all makes me constantly stop in my
tracks to check that I did actually close the door...
So, does inverse Pavlovian behaviour mean Pavlov would be un-proud of me?
(At least I don't drool over my cabinet doors.)
[ published on Sat 14.02.2015 10:10 | filed in brainfarts
my dear mother is always late.
except this once when i'd have liked her to combine two things for
me (one of which is half a year overdue), and thought 'right, no rush,
i'll ring her tomorrow and let her know'.
naturally this time she rings me first, and tells me that
<long overdue thing> has been taken care of...
[ published on Sat 31.01.2015 13:22 | filed in brainfarts
that's one kilogram of chipotle morita, smoked mexican chilies.
today i'm out of chilies.
taking into account the 100g that i gave to a friend, i have a chili mileage
of 2880 seconds/gram. i'm sure that factoid will fascinate you beyond limits.
[ published on Sun 07.12.2014 11:35 | filed in brainfarts
wenn man das schiache enterl nach einem
stückl text vom ambros
fragt, dann bekommt man als allererstes resultat meine
(auch bei der elendigen bagage isses noch nummer zwei.)
das find ich recht lustig - und passend, weil ich den text im vorspann zitiert
hab: bei der arbeit gehts um kooperation, paranoia und misstrauen.
[ published on Thu 25.09.2014 21:41 | filed in brainfarts
(alternate title: patience, grasshopper...)
Recently I complained about the underwhelming replacement receiver, which my readers (yes, all ten of you!) might actually remember.
The issue wasn't just that it was doing poorly in stereo mode, but
rather that it didn't drive the main/front speakers worth a damn. Next
to no sound even with the volume at 11.
Well, there's a reason for that Sony box not doing its job - and I found it
and fixed it. Poring over the service manual (yes, there is one
and I found in less than an hour) after work today
I thought Hmm, mostly digital, zero adjustments, few discrete components. As it's a deader I might as well open it up and look for obvious problems and/or gut it.
(For the youngsters out there: "service manuals" are magic tomes of
arcane knowledge, hardly heard of on this side of y2k. In the
hands of a wiza^Wstubborn old phart these can provide great
Alas, no obvious leakers of the magic smoke presented themselves. So,
after staring at the circuit schematics in the service manual a lot
more (yes, I have no life), I decided that checking the power amp
transistors and the driver IC would be Good Things To Try, given that
the manual specified test voltages for them.
This meant a total disassembly of the box as you couldn't get to any
of the test points from above. A while (and hundreds of screws) later
I had it all in pieces. The transistors proved to be ok. The driver IC
wasn't testable with everything disconnected.
A bit of online research revealed that these driver ICs (NEC
µPC2581V) do run very hot, are not unheard of dying themselves and
easily fry components in the vicinity. Sony didn't put any heatsinks
on them in this model and a number of electrolytic caps were basically
touching the IC cases - and there's your problem.
These caps weren't testable in circuit, so I started desoldering.
Three out of the four that I replaced were cooked, one still had some
marginal capacitance left.
Lots of screws later, a final function test: the thing works! Evenly firing
on all channels. Hooray for being stubborn!
(Never mind that this exercise took me a good five hours this evening, and
that in the meantime I had given up on the Sony and replaced it with a NAD
[ published on Tue 22.07.2014 23:00 | filed in brainfarts
Two weeks ago my old, well-used and -liked Yamaha CR-840 receiver lost
its magic smoke - literally: Sparks, loud popping sounds, and a fair
amount of smoke - in the room, not in the electronics
where it belongs.
Being the cheap bastard^W^Weconomical person that I am, I started
looking for a slightly more modern replacement. This may have been a
In the end I bought a Sony STR-DE695 'AV' receiver for $70. Well, the FM receiver part of it
is junk - it receives very little. With the same (admittedly lousy) roof antenna I get a quarter
of the stations. Sensitivity, zilch.
And that newfangled 5.1 stuff? I begin to think that it's just a
shorthand for "5 speakers and 1 sad sucker" . My much older Sanyo
(mid-70s, 2x2 speakers in Glooorious Stereo) sounds heaps better than
the new thing. What the Dolby PL this and DTS that and 'NEO'
whatever does to stereo inputs sounds pretty underwhelming - at least to
I'd seriously consider to disconnect my center speaker (again) and
just drive the other 2x2 speakers as two stereo pairs - if only the
Sony wasn't so totally anemic when run in stereo mode...
So, am I in danger of becoming a total loonie audiophart? At 42 I
certainly qualify for the Old Fart part, but I'm not so keen on the
Audiophool side of things. At least I'm nowhere near ordering vegan
99%-fat-free hand-spun oxygen-free enchanted platinum-plated
triple-distilled bespoke cables for digital transmission...
[ published on Mon 14.07.2014 20:35 | filed in brainfarts
if so i'd like to recommend bela tarr's satantango - which is really long, very dark, pretty
weird but cool. the minimal music matches the epic pace perfectly.
[ published on Thu 03.10.2013 22:58 | filed in brainfarts
Reading the usual heartwarmingly nasty postings on the esteemed samizdata blog, I fondly
remembered Cory Doctorow's story When Sysadmins Ruled the Earth (which you can
publish, read, sing, yodel or even download here).
[ published on Wed 02.10.2013 22:10 | filed in brainfarts
I really love Shorpy, a
historic photo archive, not just for the often awesome large-format scans
but even more so for the flippant titles, sarcastic captions and insightful
comments (like the post's title, which captioned this image.
Or photos like the earliest pig photobomb,
or the feeding time sign, or the
subwoofer photo...the list of goodies
is endless. There's also a large amount of great but very bleak photos by people like Lewis Hine or Dorothea Lange.
Browsing shorpy is great but wastes time like nothing else (except
[ published on Mon 05.08.2013 00:57 | filed in brainfarts
Certain Lamas can live at an altitude of 12442m. That is, if it's
an Aerospatiale Lama, if the pilot is Jean Boulet, and if it's the 21st of June,
Two days later I was born.
[ published on Sun 23.06.2013 00:11 | filed in brainfarts
alas, i am quite sure that i couldn't afford the work
of these gifted spanish woodworkers...
[ published on Fri 24.05.2013 10:57 | filed in brainfarts
from boingboing today i learned that all of the OMNI magazine
runs (1979 to 1995) are freely available at archive.org (in the usual
multitude of useful formats).
the covers and layouts still look gorgeous (at least the pre-90 stuff),
the ufo/para/nutter stuff is
very much not my cup of tea but there are still some interesting
gems in there (wanna see a mugshot of william gibson as a youngster or wozniak with really disgusting sunnies?
i couldn't resist laughing about some of the reverse time capsules:
- 1982's idea of fashion in 2001 is just as ridiculous as the
- 1984's forecast 2000 predictions are almost all duds, but their naivety is
pretty touching sniff.
- what they thought of the home office in 2020 in 1991 is a bit closer
to reality, but only in some regards.
apart from the weirdo stuff there's another really obnoxious aspect of
this (and many similar) american magazines: "story continues on page NNN".
ripping apart stories in this fashion and forcing the reader to puzzle
them together laboriously is a very american sin - cf: ad breaks forced
into films every 5 minutes, dvds with their unskippable anti-everything
nasties and so on.
no surprise that the modern unwashed masses tend to have the attention
span of a gnat, and that the yanks overdiagnose and hype ADHD...
[ published on Thu 18.04.2013 13:26 | filed in brainfarts
bei nachrichten wie diesen muss ich immer gleich
an "die gottverdammte pleite" und "1928" von ludwig hirsch denken.
[ published on Wed 10.04.2013 22:34 | filed in brainfarts
I don't watch TV much, let alone series, but this one I
liked a lot and thus recommend: it's called
Engrenages and it's a
French cops and rob^Wkillers (cum judges and lawyers) series with a lot
of bite. (It's got an English title, too, which is "Spiral".)
The fun thing about that series is that all the portrayed people are crooked,
from the cops to the baddies to the judges and the land sharks. The good are
often bad and nasty, the evil occasionally are humane, and justice is often
neither just nor blind.
It's lovely, not a single straight line in sight.
[ published on Wed 10.04.2013 19:42 | filed in brainfarts
Almost always when I'm happy about something I've finished/completed/done,
it's just a small thing that nevertheless provides satisfaction.
Like getting rid of the really really ugly and impractical door knobs in my
house and replacing them with levers. (Whoever invented door knobs never
had two hands full.)
Or receiving my new Japanese pull saw in the mail and
immediately using it to fix a small blunder I made a few years ago.
My sister recommended a pull saw, and I really like it because it
cuts much nicer than all the hand saws I've owned so far.
(Naturally the local hardware shops didn't have
anything but the usual crap, so I bought it
from this guy in Sydney.)
Or retrofitting all the cabinet doors in my place with soft-closing dampers
(Airtic). Or diagnosing and fixing an annoying electrical problem with
the car's power window. Or lubricating my bicycle until is whirrs. Or...
[ published on Mon 08.04.2013 20:36 | filed in brainfarts
That's the sound of Sriracha sauce vanishing. There seems to be some hole
in the space-time continuum near me, at least as far as chili sauce is
concerned: the last 740ml bottle lasted me just under a week, and I don't really
think the current bottle will go any further.
[ published on Fri 28.12.2012 11:01 | filed in brainfarts
...you just spent more on cooling your computer than you ever spent
on cooling yourself/your place.
It's somewhat hot today. The local weather readings peaked around 35°C
(and about 75% relative humidity).
I'm pretty sure the desktop box is feeling the heat less
than I do because I have just recently invested in a Fractal Design R4 case
(very quiet and nice) and a Noctua NH-U12PSE2 cooler (also lovely). Neither
were exactly cheap.
The three plain ceiling fans throughout the house and the
pedestal fan opposite my desk are much less lovingly overengineered
than said computer equipment
but they suffice: I don't like air conditioning much (I seem to catch a cold
very easily in airconditioned conditions).
[ published on Tue 04.12.2012 14:32 | filed in brainfarts
On Monday I replaced the steering wheel of my Sooby; on the old one
most of the leather was cracked and badly worn - the previous owner seems to
have been a relation of E. Scissorhands...
Anyway, no big deal; the service manual has all the infos, torque values and
so on, and I've got two very nice Norbar torque wrenches. The "new" wheel was
cheap (from a local wrecker), the swap took just 5 minutes and the result
is very pleasant.
But the really fun part was deciphering the overgenerous warning labels
on the bomb^Wairbag unit. Those come in
multiple languages, for some weird reason including German - and boy, what
a laugh: it talks about the "Anzünder für die Luftsackanlage" and cautions
that "Gezündete Anzünder können zum gefährlichen Wurfstück werden". :-)
(Sorry, but I'm not going to retranslate these gems back
into English; let's just say that
they're pretty good examples of
the most stilted German officialese one could think of...)
[ published on Tue 13.11.2012 18:01 | filed in brainfarts
Yesterday I sold my remaining 122 issues (10+ years' worth) of
National Geographic Magazine (for one dollar), because I need the space in my
bookcases and I can't stand the shallow and jingoist bias of the
Looks weird without the yellow spines on the shelf; I pretty much grew up with
NGS magazines as my parents had a subscription starting when I was about
three or four years old. I loved the
magazines as a kid, and they were my prime reason to learn English early (the
other was that my parents occasionally discussed things in English when they
didn't want us kids to understand them...).
I still love the quality of the photographic work, but somehow that does no
longer offset the nature of what is covered (or not) and how it is covered...
[ published on Sat 13.10.2012 12:51 | filed in brainfarts
At least that's what I deduce from my Austrian sorta-life-insurance
policy: that tome of hideous fine print states explicitely that suicide
is covered. However, if you accidentally die while doing just about anything
fun, then they pay a lot less. ("extended residence in unfavorable
climate zones" is also only partially covered...hey, that's why I don't
live in Vienna anymore!)
With insurance companies not being known for altruism and benevolence,
it must make commercial sense to penalize the clumsy buggers
instead of the suicide candidates.
But somehow I can't reconcile that notion with the official statistics...
[ published on Sat 16.06.2012 17:21 | filed in brainfarts
For some reason I simply love to RTFM, if the M(anual) really is F(ine).
This collection of locomotive manuals is an especially lovely trove of interesting
(but essentially useless, to me) information.
For example, the service manual for 7FDL diesels lists all kinds of things that you need a pry
bar for on this engine, like speeding up the engine (beyond the governor's
Even cooler, though, are two-stroke diesels. Have a look at this
clip of an EMD 645 starting up. A cold start and with the exhaust manifold disconnected,
to me this thing sounds very much like a cat purring once warmed up.
According to the manual that would be a 2300+ hp, 13 ton cat...
Plus, an engine where you need a hoist to lift a single piston must be good.
Should reincarnation really be an option, then I'd like to deposit that
I want to come back as a diesel engineer next time round :-)
[ published on Wed 16.05.2012 10:39 | filed in brainfarts
Conny completed her pre-learners rider training in Kingscliff
this weekend and in a few days she'll be old enough to take her
theoretical exam (=16 years and 9 months). After that she can
ride the Ninja by herself (in NSW) or with somebody with an open
licence accompanying her (in QLD).
That's the bike she is sharing with her mum (for now, I suppose),
a 2011 Kawasaki Ninja 250.
[ published on Tue 15.05.2012 10:09 | filed in brainfarts
Recently I had to get a replacement music player (primarily for walking
and cycling), and I settled on a cheap secondhand Sansa Clip+.
When I'm on my bicycle I want to
have the player out of the way, under my shirt - it's on random anyway,
and I never look at it. But I sweat a lot, and the clip+ has some
unprotected openings (a mini-usb socket and a micro-sd slot).
My solution: cut a finger from a rubber glove and, well, roll it on :-)
And now for some Totally Unimportant Facts: The
French wikipedia page on condoms has substantially more instructional pictures
than the german
or english ones.
the german page at least prominently links to usage instructions on wikibooks.
[ published on Sun 18.03.2012 14:01 | filed in brainfarts
One week ago: I detect a leaking hose under the bathroom wash basin.
Fortunately it was only the fitting that needed to be screwed on a little
Sunday: the water filter (under-sink twin system, in the kitchen) is
Repair attempts showed that the plastic filter housings had developed cracks
and were about to start spraying water big-time.
Sunday, part 2: So I bunkered some 20l of filtered water in a
plastic water bladder, just to tide me over until the filter was back
in operation. However, the collapsible water canister has also suffered a
puncture and leaked almost as badly as the filter.
Monday: I checked with the original supplier of the kit (7 years later, and the
local company is still thriving, a good sign) and it turns out that the cheap
filter housings that I ordered in 2004 should be replaced every 5 years or
thereabouts. I ordered the (marginally pricier) premium housings on Tuesday,
got them on Wednesday and all is well again.
I heartily endorse PSI Filters:
they are local(-ish: Tasmanian), their prices are good, and their advice and
customer service are great.
[ published on Thu 01.12.2011 20:23 | filed in brainfarts
I mean Conny - who doesn't update her blog very often -
but then neither do I. Anyway, here are some more-or-less recent photos of the
bestest kid ever (most taken while my sister+partner+nephew Emil were visiting Oz).
And here you see some happy fools. (Emil is at an age where most things are hilarious, I'm just a fool.)
[ published on Tue 29.11.2011 15:45 | filed in brainfarts
[ published on Mon 26.09.2011 17:26 | filed in brainfarts
Saw this ludicrously impractical toy in the IKEA carpark two days ago,
and thought 'now that's not your typical IKEA customer...'
[ published on Wed 21.09.2011 17:22 | filed in brainfarts
aldi had cheap wasabi peas today, mjam!
[ published on Thu 25.08.2011 17:26 | filed in brainfarts
It's 21:30, you've had a bit of the runs and managed to block your
toilet with overenthusiastic usage of toilet paper. You have no plunger
and an Evil Overflow Event is lurking. What do you do?
click here for the rest of the story...
[ published on Sun 17.07.2011 15:25 | filed in brainfarts