Sudden 6" of snow, blizzard conditions. Mid 30s F. Complete whiteout. Saw the Easter Bunny heading south.
The wife was able to (with assistance) get out of bed and do a lap of the ward a couple times yesterday. This was a huge boost in her outlook and certainly gave some tangible hope that things will improve.
More scraping needed. The belts on my sander are still choking up, curiously along the exact same line every time. The pad on the underside of the sander appears even so I'm not sure why it's that particular part of the belt that attracts the crud. After dinner I may see if paint thinners and/or acetone will help shift what's left. The trouble is that a lot of it is between the grains of the wood so a regular scraper struggles. It rips the surface off easily but then leaves some in the ruts and grooves. I'm reluctant to wait until probably Tuesday when the hardware store is open again to proceed and also wary of the likely cost of buying harsher chemicals for it, but if I can't find any other way maybe that's just what I'll have to do. It's an exercise in futility when the sanding belt chokes and then just heats up, rubbing whatever crud it has picked up over the rest of the wood.
Paint thinners did very littie. They darkened the wood a bit but hardly anything lifted onto the paper towel I used to rub the wood. Acetone seems to have lifted more but still not really as much as I had hoped. Perhaps tomorrow I'll try pouring some acetone into a metal tray and using a rag to scrub the floor with it. Obviously I'll do it with the windows open and keep it to a small area at a time. Just as a precaution I unplugged the belt sander, to avoid any chance of accidentally starting it and creating a spark when the can of acetone was open. It's not a lot of fun to work with but a lot of fun to use as a firestarter. It just works best when used to start a fire I wanted to start, rather than finding just how explosively flammable it is when I didn't want a fire....
I worshipped, via Facebook, at the Easter services at the church I grew up in Central Illinois from down in Florida
It was curious to have a day off from church today of all days. But I was at church yesterday, helping record the message that went out, so I didn't feel the need to watch it again today.
Paint thinners did very little to my floor. Acetone lifted something but despite much manual scrubbing didn't seem to be doing anything fast enough to make it a useful solution. Curiously I looked at my sanding belts again and figured that whatever was stuck to them had melted into place. So I wondered if slowing the speed of the belt would help. It's much slower shifting material but doesn't jam up the belts. I might be on to something here, although I can't get more 50 grit belts until Thursday.
Eschatology makes my head hurt. Apparently, the mark of the beast being a future event is a purity test.
Cabin fever? My niece falls off the back of a riding lawnmower(?) in a garage(?) her husband driving it in circles(?) at a small get together. Triple compound ankle fracture
Of course. Can't have any impurities in the tribe, right? Personally I have yet to come across a convincing explanation for why it's past but that doesn't mean one doesn't exist.
Having figured out how to not blow through sanding belts in no time flat I was down to two belts. One of them is now worn out. Thankfully I found some for sale within a short drive so now I have six more belts. On Monday I'll have another four that I ordered from the local hardware store. It's probably too late to cancel that order. I'd rather have more than I need than find myself short. It's not like they go bad in a hurry. The surplus can sit in my stock of random things I'll use sometime, along with an improbably wide range of various size screws, blades, cable offcuts, connectors etc.
Well, as far as I'm concerned, if the beast is/was Nero/Rome then the mark of the beast would likely be somewhat related.