Scattered Thoughts . . .

A s with most of my projects, I had thought that painting my homebuilt truss bridge would be a quick and easy job.  It hasn't been difficult but it has not be the least bit quick. This paint job is becoming a very long process.   First, I primed it with a spray can or two.  Then I spray painted an Anvil Gray spray paint and it was far too blue.  I wouldn't even call it a gray.  It really was a very dark blackish-blue and I didn't care for the color at all.  Once I started spraying this color, I realized that I had been fooled by the name of this color once before when I was painting my steam locomotive.  It was far too blue for that project too and ended up wasting a few days while I searched for a more appropriate color.   Then I sprayed a can of something named Deep Gray.  One would think this would be a gray that is into the darker shades of gray but, on the contrary, it was a rather light shade of gray.  This paint also had an odd hue to it that seemed to be leaning int

W e've been having problems with our WiFi router overheating for well over a year.  The entertainment cabinet that I built into the side of our fireplace unit had no ventilation at all other than the shelves being open to the front of the unit.  Inside that cabinet, especially in the summer months, the temperature would probably get into the triple digits quite easily and far too often.  This consistently has caused wireless issues requiring numerous reboots and even occasional cool-down periods.   Consequently, I highly suspect that the wireless router is now damaged and I've known for quite a few months that we are on borrowed time for this rather vital piece of hardware.  I say it is vital because Sheila needs the internet for work.   Lately, we need to reboot far more often than ever before and our WiFi has been intermittent for many months.  I knew the solution was to purchase a new router system and to install an exhaust fan into the side of this cabinet.   One of today&#

W e arrived back home from our weekend in Portsmouth yesterday afternoon.  The three hour drive was uneventful but Sheila has been sick since shortly before arriving home.   At first we thought she might have a stomach virus but now we aren't sure if it's a stomach virus or COVID or even a result of some bad food.  She is feeling rather poorly and hasn't eaten since breakfast in Portsmouth yesterday morning.  We both tested for COVID this morning and we tested negative but that doesn't mean much since these home tests are known to be highly inaccurate indicating negative results when the person is really infected with the virus.   We'll continue testing and we'll see what happens.  Hopefully, she'll feel like eating something by dinnertime tonight.  (...and, hopefully, be able to hold it down.) On our last night in Portsmouth, we went to an ice cream shop two doors down from our apartment right after dinner at a nice restaurant on Bow Street.  The restaurant