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Last night, with runing an errand or two, I managed to get back in home to go walkies after it was starting to get dark, and decided that rather than work with power tools, I'd cook the chicken breasts that I had bought a week ago before they went bad. That got me to riding the bike somewhere after 9:30, finishing off the Harry Potter movie, and finally getting to check e-mail somewhere around 11:00.

Woke up this morning with a scratchy throat, though "Brill-O Pad Throat" is a bit more descriptive. Big ol' dark circles under the eyes too-- I look a little like a shaved raccoon. Not exactly at my peak.

Tonight I have at least one more errand, more walkies, and more exercise to pull off. While I want to get my jig made and at least pilot holes drilled in the forms, I'd settle for the jig by itself. And right now I feel like I could nap for a week.

The buildy-stuff part of my brain has for some reason turned itself toward things electrical. It's probably tinged by work since I've been dealing with a lot of issues brough to light by some unexpectedly nonlinear electromagnetics and having to wrap the tiny tendrils of my brain around complex field theory and extrapolate behavior from asymptotically-behaving boundary areas. It's the kind of thing I can visualize and work with in my head, but trying to take it down to the descriptive mathematics to communicate with others is really difficult and time-consuming.

What it's carried over into at home is both the house electrical system mapping and some mad scientist type projects that use a bunch of motors, sensors, actuators and the like. Motion control. None of which I am currently doing, but it goes toward that meta-planning of what kind of space and resources I need to do the kind of projects I want to do in the future, and what I can do now to get there.

And there's the hoist. I got it because it's now the third time that I've found myself in a situation where an electric hoist would save me a buttload of manual labor, as you might guess in the lifting-and-pulling category. The current situation is one of those "wow this is cool" things that came to me a while ago and some of the details of implementing it I kind of glossed over, like how to lift something heavy up to a second floor. My original idea was to get another person to help, but the last time with three of us working on it, it was still brutal and we only had to lift up four feet. This one's got to go up twelve, and finding friends who want to do heavy lifting is a little difficult.

For those of you who find the idea of me installing a hoist on the house to create a makeshift cargo elevator the kind of thing that is just ready-made fodder for America's Funniest Home Videos, I do plan on shooting it with Darthcam, so you may be entirely vindicated in your derisive laughter. I am supremely confident in my ability to package the thing that needs hoisting in enough of a way that I can manage to do it with a minimum of damage and look absolutely brilliant at the same time.

No, it's not a hot tub, but damn, that's a great idea.

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