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now enjoying an microwaved underbrewed coffee. Hopefully it will assist me with making the next ones.
Bootstrapping. Reminds me...
Last century, when I lived on instant coffee and ciggies, during a stretch of brokeness bad enough that I'd be going hungry, I woke up one morning absolutely bonked; no glycogen - I could barely drag myself out of bed.
Staggered to the kitchen to make a coffee, and horror of horrors, no milk! Black coffee literally unthinkable. I couldn't imagine how I would survive, barely able to lift a finger. What saved me was a gulp of flat Coke left in an old bottle in the fridge - that gulp of flat Coke was the most miraculously enervating elixir I've ever swallowed.
I then had just enough energy to carry my bike downstairs and ride the 100m to the milk bar around the corner and come back to put the kettle on. It felt like a brush with death!
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Will report back. I have to get around to trying this - it's been percolating away ever since that win with the pedal, and tickling my brain every time I had to put too much force through an inevitably sloppy cone wrench and dented it.
Wonder how fast I can go with the grinding without annealing it... Better err on the side of caution.
Should I just grind it on one side, for clearance? I guess I make the strong side point in the undo direction.
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What the hell difference indeed.
People have been spinning out on his transcripts the whole time, but I gather it's a different effect watching him talk (as a nuerodivergent I have to take others' word for it because I pay most heed to the actual words employed, and add the nonverbal stuff on top as modifier - crazy, I know).
He's a consummate rube hypnotiser; the runs are on the board. Deserves all the credence of scorpion on smack, yet they line up from miles around to eat from his hand...
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Horses for courses.
I had some NOS 600 toeclip pedals in need of adjustment, and had to crack a super-tight locknut which was chrome plated and only about 2.5mm deep. Any other tool would have scarred it, I'd swear blind.
I have a second one now, so I'm going to grind one down and see how it goes as an adjustable cone wrench.
Wouldn't even consider this notion with a normal shifter. And - there's a chance it'll work better than proper cone wrenches!
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Obviously they're a tool of last resort; you have to resign yourself to making a mess with them.
Couple of tricks, generally you'll want to make sure whatever you're gripping is in the widest part of that nasty opening in the jaws, or it'll probably end up there all shredded, and the other thing is you have to twiddle your knob a lot.
It's always a bit of trial and error to get the clamping force right. If you need maximum clamping, turn the knob as tight as you can get it while still being able to lock the tool, and then carefully unlock it without allowing it to shift on the fastener - then add a bit more on the knob. You can usually repeat this a couple of times, depending on the shape and hardness of the fastener. Or you can do a quicker version where you incrementally bite the jaws in without locking as you tighten the knob before finally locking.
It'll leave a mark, to make an understatement
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It's one of many necessary elements of his incredible rise to become the exemplar of contemporary fascism.
That craving for all those superficial trappings of success; the sociopathic vacuum of a psyche; the Rorschach blot patter laced with poisonous resentment. He's the whole package, come to show what happens when living memory of what happened the last time dies.