OT (?): Who Cares

Big stack of unused spiral notebooks in the kitchen (apparently the
savvy retailers knew that the schools would not be requiring them this
year so put them on sale before the supplies lists came out to sucker
Grandma).

So I thought, there's plenty there for all of us to have one to keep a
journal - heck, two each (one for the hopes, dreams, and fears that we
are comfortable sharing and another for the rest). I figured we could
all bring our notebooks to family meeting (as if we had one) and
compare notes on what is important to us.

So I quickly realized what would be on my list: A refill for my pen.
So *now* this begins to be less OT than any of us (except me) imagine.

I can't just go to the department store and take a refill off the
hook. Well, I probably *could*; I think Fischer refills will fit, but
just as my fetish about taking my wris****ch to the jeweler with the
old crafstman to change batteries, No career-ladder-climbing putz in
a nice suit wrenching on my parsonal tools! I need somebody who
*cares* about writing instruments to install a battery in my mid-end
Seiko or help me select a cartridge for my mid-end Rotring - somebody
*passionate* about writing instruments.

Same thing for bike stuff. *Love* a good LBS (not just *any* LBS).

Ride Bike! (Long live [forever] him who gave me that catch phrase.
It fits!)

On 3/23/2013 2:43 AM, Dan O wrote:

Big stack of unused spiral notebooks in the kitchen (apparently the
savvy retailers knew that the schools would not be requiring them this
year so put them on sale before the supplies lists came out to sucker
Grandma).

So I thought, there's plenty there for all of us to have one to keep a
journal - heck, two each (one for the hopes, dreams, and fears that we
are comfortable sharing and another for the rest). I figured we could
all bring our notebooks to family meeting (as if we had one) and
compare notes on what is important to us.

So I quickly realized what would be on my list: A refill for my pen.
So *now* this begins to be less OT than any of us (except me) imagine.

I can't just go to the department store and take a refill off the
hook. Well, I probably *could*; I think Fischer refills will fit, but
just as my fetish about taking my wris****ch to the jeweler with the
old crafstman to change batteries, No career-ladder-climbing putz in
a nice suit wrenching on my parsonal tools! I need somebody who
*cares* about writing instruments to install a battery in my mid-end
Seiko or help me select a cartridge for my mid-end Rotring - somebody
*passionate* about writing instruments.

Same thing for bike stuff. *Love* a good LBS (not just *any* LBS).

Ride Bike! (Long live [forever] him who gave me that catch phrase.
It fits!)


If you unwind the ends of the steel spiral a bit, bend the
thing backwards and stick the two steel ends into an
electrical outlet, the notebook will burst into flame.

--
Andrew Muzi
www.yellowjersey.org/
Open every day since 1 April, 1971

On Sat, 23 Mar 2013 00:43:23 -0700, Dan O wrote:

Big stack of unused spiral notebooks in the kitchen (apparently the
savvy retailers knew that the schools would not be requiring them this
year so put them on sale before the supplies lists came out to sucker
Grandma).

So I thought, there's plenty there for all of us to have one to keep a
journal - heck, two each (one for the hopes, dreams, and fears that we
are comfortable sharing and another for the rest). I figured we could
all bring our notebooks to family meeting (as if we had one) and compare
notes on what is important to us.

So I quickly realized what would be on my list: A refill for my pen. So
*now* this begins to be less OT than any of us (except me) imagine.

I can't just go to the department store and take a refill off the hook.
Well, I probably *could*; I think Fischer refills will fit, but just as
my fetish about taking my wris****ch to the jeweler with the old
crafstman to change batteries, No career-ladder-climbing putz in a
nice suit wrenching on my parsonal tools! I need somebody who *cares*
about writing instruments to install a battery in my mid-end Seiko or
help me select a cartridge for my mid-end Rotring - somebody
*passionate* about writing instruments.

I love Rotrings. I had a Core Fountain pen with a medium nib. It was a
beauty to write with. The ink flow was perfect. Not too much not too
little. Adjusting flow beautifully to match the speed of the nib. My
favourite pen testing words are "Hammersmith" and "sausages" The flow
control is well tested with these. In comparison to gruesomely expensive
Tiffany pens and Parkers more $eek offerings it was a beauty to write
with.

Ink, of course, had to be obtained from the specialist ink shop where
one could drink a cup of coffee and discuss the merits and virtues of one
ink over another. Is the Campagnolo Record ink smoother flowing than the
high end Shimano ink. What is the difference in pigment particle size and
of course the benefits of Laser Diffraction Particle Size Analyzers vs.
The tried and tested Hegman gauge. Of course no trip to the pen shop
would be complete without a bit of a discussion on the subject of famous
pen users and their substance abuse. Wilde for example espoused “After
the first glass of absinthe you see things as you wish they were. After
the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as
they really are, and that is the most horrible thing in the world.�
Hemmingway also was a fan of the old green fairy. And Ken Kesey now
there's a whole other raft of psychedelic Escher-esque flying rainbow
nyancat seahorses. Seriously they were all at it in one form or another.

Coffee concluded and the world set to rights conversationally, I would
then buy a box of ink cartridges so ordinary as to be almost grey in
everything but pigment colour and return happily home on my bicycle
feeling good about the world.
--
davethedave

On Mar 23, 2:16*pm, davethedave wrote:
On Sat, 23 Mar 2013 00:43:23 -0700, Dan O wrote:
Big stack of unused spiral notebooks in the kitchen (apparently the
savvy retailers knew that the schools would not be requiring them this
year so put them on sale before the supplies lists came out to sucker
Grandma).

So I thought, there's plenty there for all of us to have one to keep a
journal - heck, two each (one for the hopes, dreams, and fears that we
are comfortable sharing and another for the rest). *I figured we could
all bring our notebooks to family meeting (as if we had one) and compare
notes on what is important to us.

So I quickly realized what would be on my list: *A refill for my pen. So
*now* this begins to be less OT than any of us (except me) imagine.

I can't just go to the department store and take a refill off the hook.
Well, I probably *could*; I think Fischer refills will fit, but just as
my fetish about taking my wris****ch to the jeweler with the old
crafstman to change batteries, * No career-ladder-climbing putz in a
nice suit wrenching on my parsonal tools! *I need somebody who *cares*
about writing instruments to install a battery in my mid-end Seiko or
help me select a cartridge for my mid-end Rotring - somebody
*passionate* about writing instruments.

I love Rotrings. I had a Core Fountain pen with a medium nib. It was a
beauty to write with. The ink flow was perfect. Not too much not too
little. Adjusting flow beautifully to match the speed of the nib. My
favourite pen testing words are "Hammersmith" and "sausages" The flow
control is well tested with these. In comparison to gruesomely expensive
Tiffany pens and Parkers more $eek offerings it was a beauty to write
with.

Ink, of course, had to be obtained from the *specialist ink shop where
one could drink a cup of coffee and discuss the merits and virtues of one
ink over another. Is the Campagnolo Record ink smoother flowing than the
high end Shimano ink. What is the difference in pigment particle size and
of course the benefits of Laser Diffraction Particle Size Analyzers vs.
The tried and tested Hegman gauge. Of course no trip to the pen shop
would be complete without a bit of a discussion on the subject of famous
pen users and their substance abuse. Wilde for example espoused “After
the first glass of absinthe you see things as you wish they were. After
the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as
they really are, and that is the most horrible thing in the world.”
Hemmingway also was a fan of the old green fairy. And Ken Kesey now
there's a whole other raft of psychedelic Escher-esque flying rainbow
nyancat seahorses. Seriously they were all at it in one form or another.

Coffee concluded and the world set to rights conversationally, I would
then buy a box of ink cartridges so ordinary as to be almost grey in
everything but pigment colour and return happily home on my bicycle
feeling good about the world.
--
davethedave

Nicely written.

- Frank Krygowski

On 3/23/2013 10:49 AM, A. Muzi wrote:
On 3/23/2013 2:43 AM, Dan O wrote:

Big stack of unused spiral notebooks in the kitchen (apparently the
savvy retailers knew that the schools would not be requiring them this
year so put them on sale before the supplies lists came out to sucker
Grandma).

So I thought, there's plenty there for all of us to have one to keep a
journal - heck, two each (one for the hopes, dreams, and fears that we
are comfortable sharing and another for the rest). I figured we could
all bring our notebooks to family meeting (as if we had one) and
compare notes on what is important to us.

So I quickly realized what would be on my list: A refill for my pen.
So *now* this begins to be less OT than any of us (except me) imagine.

I can't just go to the department store and take a refill off the
hook. Well, I probably *could*; I think Fischer refills will fit, but
just as my fetish about taking my wris****ch to the jeweler with the
old crafstman to change batteries, No career-ladder-climbing putz in
a nice suit wrenching on my parsonal tools! I need somebody who
*cares* about writing instruments to install a battery in my mid-end
Seiko or help me select a cartridge for my mid-end Rotring - somebody
*passionate* about writing instruments.

Same thing for bike stuff. *Love* a good LBS (not just *any* LBS).

Ride Bike! (Long live [forever] him who gave me that catch phrase.
It fits!)


If you unwind the ends of the steel spiral a bit, bend the thing
backwards and stick the two steel ends into an electrical outlet, the
notebook will burst into flame.

Not in a GFCI outlet.

--
T0m $herm@n

Dan O writes:

So I quickly realized what would be on my list: A refill for my pen.
So *now* this begins to be less OT than any of us (except me) imagine.

I can't just go to the department store and take a refill off the
hook. Well, I probably *could*; I think Fischer refills will fit, but
just as my fetish about taking my wris****ch to the jeweler with the
old crafstman to change batteries, No career-ladder-climbing putz in
a nice suit wrenching on my parsonal tools! I need somebody who
*cares* about writing instruments to install a battery in my mid-end
Seiko or help me select a cartridge for my mid-end Rotring - somebody
*passionate* about writing instruments.


Why a cartridge? I use a Rotring Core and refill from a bottle.
The only annoyance---my own fault---is that the pen is invariably
dry when I use it because I don't write much anymore. I'd be better
off with a dipping pen.

On writing instruments, has anyone used the Kuru Toga mechanical pencil
that automatically rotates the lead? I've been eyeing one for a while
but wonder how well it really works.

--
Joe Riel

"T0m $herman" writes:

On 3/23/2013 10:49 AM, A. Muzi wrote:
On 3/23/2013 2:43 AM, Dan O wrote:

Big stack of unused spiral notebooks in the kitchen (apparently the
savvy retailers knew that the schools would not be requiring them this
year so put them on sale before the supplies lists came out to sucker
Grandma).

So I thought, there's plenty there for all of us to have one to keep a
journal - heck, two each (one for the hopes, dreams, and fears that we
are comfortable sharing and another for the rest). I figured we could
all bring our notebooks to family meeting (as if we had one) and
compare notes on what is important to us.

So I quickly realized what would be on my list: A refill for my pen.
So *now* this begins to be less OT than any of us (except me) imagine.

I can't just go to the department store and take a refill off the
hook. Well, I probably *could*; I think Fischer refills will fit, but
just as my fetish about taking my wris****ch to the jeweler with the
old crafstman to change batteries, No career-ladder-climbing putz in
a nice suit wrenching on my parsonal tools! I need somebody who
*cares* about writing instruments to install a battery in my mid-end
Seiko or help me select a cartridge for my mid-end Rotring - somebody
*passionate* about writing instruments.

Same thing for bike stuff. *Love* a good LBS (not just *any* LBS).

Ride Bike! (Long live [forever] him who gave me that catch phrase.
It fits!)


If you unwind the ends of the steel spiral a bit, bend the thing
backwards and stick the two steel ends into an electrical outlet, the
notebook will burst into flame.

Not in a GFCI outlet.

Why would that matter? The connection is from line to neutral.

--
Joe Riel

On 3/23/2013 6:34 PM, Joe Riel wrote:
"T0m $herman" writes:

On 3/23/2013 10:49 AM, A. Muzi wrote:
On 3/23/2013 2:43 AM, Dan O wrote:

Big stack of unused spiral notebooks in the kitchen (apparently the
savvy retailers knew that the schools would not be requiring them this
year so put them on sale before the supplies lists came out to sucker
Grandma).

So I thought, there's plenty there for all of us to have one to keep a
journal - heck, two each (one for the hopes, dreams, and fears that we
are comfortable sharing and another for the rest). I figured we could
all bring our notebooks to family meeting (as if we had one) and
compare notes on what is important to us.

So I quickly realized what would be on my list: A refill for my pen.
So *now* this begins to be less OT than any of us (except me) imagine.

I can't just go to the department store and take a refill off the
hook. Well, I probably *could*; I think Fischer refills will fit, but
just as my fetish about taking my wris****ch to the jeweler with the
old crafstman to change batteries, No career-ladder-climbing putz in
a nice suit wrenching on my parsonal tools! I need somebody who
*cares* about writing instruments to install a battery in my mid-end
Seiko or help me select a cartridge for my mid-end Rotring - somebody
*passionate* about writing instruments.

Same thing for bike stuff. *Love* a good LBS (not just *any* LBS).

Ride Bike! (Long live [forever] him who gave me that catch phrase.
It fits!)


If you unwind the ends of the steel spiral a bit, bend the thing
backwards and stick the two steel ends into an electrical outlet, the
notebook will burst into flame.

Not in a GFCI outlet.

Why would that matter? The connection is from line to neutral.

If the outlet is functioning properly, the low resistance will trip the
interrupt.

--
T0m $herm@n

On Mar 23, 8:05 pm, "T0m $herman"
wrote:
On 3/23/2013 6:34 PM, Joe Riel wrote:

"T0m $herman" writes:

On 3/23/2013 10:49 AM, A. Muzi wrote:
On 3/23/2013 2:43 AM, Dan O wrote:

Big stack of unused spiral notebooks in the kitchen (apparently the
savvy retailers knew that the schools would not be requiring them this
year so put them on sale before the supplies lists came out to sucker
Grandma).

So I thought, there's plenty there for all of us to have one to keep a
journal - heck, two each (one for the hopes, dreams, and fears that we
are comfortable sharing and another for the rest). I figured we could
all bring our notebooks to family meeting (as if we had one) and
compare notes on what is important to us.

So I quickly realized what would be on my list: A refill for my pen.
So *now* this begins to be less OT than any of us (except me) imagine.

I can't just go to the department store and take a refill off the
hook. Well, I probably *could*; I think Fischer refills will fit, but
just as my fetish about taking my wris****ch to the jeweler with the
old crafstman to change batteries, No career-ladder-climbing putz in
a nice suit wrenching on my parsonal tools! I need somebody who
*cares* about writing instruments to install a battery in my mid-end
Seiko or help me select a cartridge for my mid-end Rotring - somebody
*passionate* about writing instruments.

Same thing for bike stuff. *Love* a good LBS (not just *any* LBS).

Ride Bike! (Long live [forever] him who gave me that catch phrase.
It fits!)

If you unwind the ends of the steel spiral a bit, bend the thing
backwards and stick the two steel ends into an electrical outlet, the
notebook will burst into flame.

Not in a GFCI outlet.

Why would that matter? The connection is from line to neutral.

If the outlet is functioning properly, the low resistance will trip the
interrupt.


(Considering an empirical study... )

On Mar 23, 12:51 pm, Frank Krygowski wrote:
On Mar 23, 2:16 pm, davethedave wrote:



On Sat, 23 Mar 2013 00:43:23 -0700, Dan O wrote:
Big stack of unused spiral notebooks in the kitchen (apparently the
savvy retailers knew that the schools would not be requiring them this
year so put them on sale before the supplies lists came out to sucker
Grandma).

So I thought, there's plenty there for all of us to have one to keep a
journal - heck, two each (one for the hopes, dreams, and fears that we
are comfortable sharing and another for the rest). I figured we could
all bring our notebooks to family meeting (as if we had one) and compare
notes on what is important to us.

So I quickly realized what would be on my list: A refill for my pen. So
*now* this begins to be less OT than any of us (except me) imagine.

I can't just go to the department store and take a refill off the hook.
Well, I probably *could*; I think Fischer refills will fit, but just as
my fetish about taking my wris****ch to the jeweler with the old
crafstman to change batteries, No career-ladder-climbing putz in a
nice suit wrenching on my parsonal tools! I need somebody who *cares*
about writing instruments to install a battery in my mid-end Seiko or
help me select a cartridge for my mid-end Rotring - somebody
*passionate* about writing instruments.

I love Rotrings. I had a Core Fountain pen with a medium nib. It was a
beauty to write with. The ink flow was perfect. Not too much not too
little. Adjusting flow beautifully to match the speed of the nib. My
favourite pen testing words are "Hammersmith" and "sausages" The flow
control is well tested with these. In comparison to gruesomely expensive
Tiffany pens and Parkers more $eek offerings it was a beauty to write
with.

Ink, of course, had to be obtained from the specialist ink shop where
one could drink a cup of coffee and discuss the merits and virtues of one
ink over another. Is the Campagnolo Record ink smoother flowing than the
high end Shimano ink. What is the difference in pigment particle size and
of course the benefits of Laser Diffraction Particle Size Analyzers vs.
The tried and tested Hegman gauge. Of course no trip to the pen shop
would be complete without a bit of a discussion on the subject of famous
pen users and their substance abuse. Wilde for example espoused “After
the first glass of absinthe you see things as you wish they were. After
the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as
they really are, and that is the most horrible thing in the world.”
Hemmingway also was a fan of the old green fairy. And Ken Kesey now
there's a whole other raft of psychedelic Escher-esque flying rainbow
nyancat seahorses. Seriously they were all at it in one form or another..

Coffee concluded and the world set to rights conversationally, I would
then buy a box of ink cartridges so ordinary as to be almost grey in
everything but pigment colour and return happily home on my bicycle
feeling good about the world.


Nicely written.


"But Green Fairy isn't just another name for absinthe: she is a
metaphorical concept of artistic enlightenment and exploration, of
poetic inspiration, of a freer state of mind, of new ideas, of a
changing social order. To the ignorant drunk, absinthe will forever
remain but potent alcohol, perhaps with a bit of thujone "high" thrown
in. To the original bohemians of 1890s Paris, the Fairy was a welcomed
symbol of transformation. She was the trusted guide en-route to
artistic innovativation; she was the symbol of thirst (for life) to
Arthur Rimbaud, the first "punk poet": it was the Fairy who guided him
-- and his fellow poet and partner Paul Verlaine -- on their quest to
escape the conventional reality of their time into the sanctuary of
the surreal."

(Don't even get me started on Kesey.)