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Burpengary East http://www.cmweller.com 12167 posts

Progress with technology

Stand back and brace your routers, it's a PHOTOBLOG!

That's right, dear readers, I have done some things. First of which was shopping for a shoes, and some other bits and bobs that cost a lot of money. [Donate today and you can fund this author having food to eat during WWWC5!]

But first, the twiddly bits:

[Shown here: two Adafruit(tm) circuit boards, six 7-micropixel LED 'flowers' and two rechargeable battery packs]

These were ordered by post. The wires, wire strippers, solder and soldering iron had to be purchased locally at unbelievable expense.

The larger of these two boards is shorter in length than a AAA battery, and almost twice as wide. It also contains the Micro-USB port through which the program and the recharging happens.

The smaller board is the primary means by which the battery power reaches the rest of it.

I do recall having to cut the connection between the power out and the power in part of the boards. We finally had to rely on Beloved's ceramic micro-knife to do the job.

[Shown here: the assembled Adafruit(tm) circuitry, one soldering away from completion]

I learned how to solder things together! Yay! I also had tremula because my medication does not leave me alone. Fortunately, years of putting jewellery together has taught me well.

[What is it with me and doing delicate craft work when my hands are shaking like a wet dog?]

The cardboard you see is a simple method of getting the circuit board to stay still. Those little tines you see with the kit in pic 1? those are very good at piercing softer, but still firm things like corrugated cardboard or styrofoam. Beloved tried, but they hadn't quite figured out that one needs to work out which way the corrugations are going to get a good piercing. I did. Nerny nerny ner ner.

Now picture this for one second. I'm probably two downshifts away from clinically blind. I have wicked tremula because nebuliser doses are the gift that keeps on giving. In order to see what I'm doing to this thing, I have to take my glasses off and get my face to within 5 centimeters [2 inches] or less of the working area. Holding a hot rod in one shaking hand and a melty piece of wire in the other.

And - guaran-firkin-teed - Beloved has to poke their fingers in at the last firkin instant to make sure there's flux or the wires are going the right way, or I'm holding the freaking soldering iron correctly.

There was a lot of shouting during the learning curve. Especially since I had to put my glasses back on to see the gestures Beloved was making, then take them off to try my go. Then put them back on to see the gestures...

For the record, I have less shakes if I have something to lean on.

[Shown here: The heart of the heart, upside-down]

I had to solder another red wire to the bottom of the board, here. Another exercise in exasperation because of "you're doing it wrong" with Beloved. On the upside, I learned how to do really neat solder jobs.

[Shown here, the brains of the heart and the battery inside a place meant for four AA's]

Sharp-eyed readers will note that we didn't plug the battery in, yet.

Now, if you get a kiddies' battery-powered night light like one of these, you'll probably notice that there's a lump of useless plastic between pairs of batteries. This was sincerely in our way. I tried filing it down to no great reward [hence the scuff marks around the battery port]. Finally, Beloved took a hammer and chisel to it [I shit you not] and used those to cut that nonse out.

As you can see, it all fits very snugly.

[Shown here: Heart interior with on/off switch installed]

Beloved swears blind that they ordered a switch. One was not present in all our technoscrattle. Fortunately, I never throw anything out, and I had the original switch from the basic night light unit.It was a relative doddle to exise the old wires and solder on the new ones.

We would later be taming the errant wires with hot glue.

[Shown here: One of the 'flowers' with the wires on]

Apologies for the blur. I tried my best, but - tremula.

Beloved arranged the wires because I am scared of breaking things like this. Besides, I was doing all the soldering and I couldn't see much past the end of my own nose.

After the first few, I kind of got into the rhythm of it and I started to get fussy about the quality of my soldering.

Each upstanding wire was then snipped short to just past the soldering. We're making this thing fuckup-factor-proof. Or so we thought.

[Shown here: a whole bunch of wired-up 'flowers']

One of these has a power output wire in the wrong firkin place. Can you tell which one it is? Neither could we. Not until almost the last instant.

The procedure for fixing a firked-up 'flower':

  • Apply soldering iron to solder and take out the wrong wire
  • Put the wire in the right place, this time, dummins
  • Solder that mofo into place
  • Whilst juggling flower, wire, and soldering iron, heat up the firked hole and insert correct wire [It took us five goes!]
  • Fix the solder again

It was really nerve-wracking because it was a four-handed job. I had the shakes, Beloved had the shakes, and neither of us were certain we had anything in the right place. And I'm still inordinately proud that we did it anyway.

[Shown here: expert wire-juggling]

We connected the data wires [yellow] first. In the process, deciding and finalising where the micropixel 'flowers' went.

We placed from most difficult [the 'flower' in the upper right corner of the heart as you face it] to least difficult to bugger with [the ones on the battery casing]. The result was a sort of clockwise circuit, finishing with a dead output wire.

I was shocked and amazed that the solution to the red and the black wires was "solder them together". And after the first time, we rejuggled the wires after getting all the stripped metal tinned.

Tinning, for those not in the know - is the process of adding solder to stripped wires so that nothing naughty happens later.

After the ends were all soldered together, we applied heat-shrink tubing to the exposed end, and I got to tickle it with a soldering iron.

[Shown here: completed red wire blur]

Taken just before I applied the hot glue gun to nail that sucker down. The hot glue gun got a lot of work, last night. We ended up leaving it on, and let it dribble into a spare cardboard box that we had lying around.

[Shown here: black wires post-soldering]

Now, while I feel we're at pro-levels by now - I don't think we'll be volunteering to make any more glittering rainbow hearts any time soon.

Yes, I'm rather proud of my work. I've gone from not knowing shit about putting electronics together [seriously, I firked up the easy-peasy Crystal Radio set. I regularly fluffed up circuit boards in school] to knowing some jargon and a few tricks to boot.

[Shown here: the finished product]

I still have to paint the red casing gold. I plan on using tinfoil, baking paper, and sticky tape to make sure the pixels don't get any spraint on them.

I may yet enlist Beloved's help for that, too.

Challenge #01109-C012: One Fine Afternoon in the Vicinity of a Library

Pooka or Pookas, turn it or them loose. Have fun! -- Knitnan

The man was having a pleasant conversation with what looked to be a chair of thin air. Which immediately caught Shayde's interest.

"You stay away from that man, demon," warned Riflgast. "He has an affliction of the humours and is seeing things."

"Nope," said Shayde. As if she could see what the fellow was talking to. "He's got a case of th' Pookas, ye ken."

Riflgast almost fell off his

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The best laid plans...

I was going to go on a minor shopping spree, today. And visit MeMum to pick up those bloomers (and maybe have a gasbag).

BUT, yesterday afternoon, some dillhole thought it would be funny to push Mayhem - who then tripped over someone's bag and fell badly. The arm he landed on is still aching "just as bad" as yesterday. The arm itself is sensitive to touch. And there's purple discolouration.

I thought it might be his wrist, but it's his radius

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Challenge #01107-C010: Strange Things are Happening

  1. The mysterious case of the sock in the night-time

  2. "And that's why I'm not allowed in the garage unsupervised anymore" -- Anon Guest

[AN: For those keeping score, this reduces my overlap count to 25]

1)

Papyrus was happy. He was now part of the royal guard. Even though his duties consisted mostly of watching over New New Home (King Asgore was still terrible with names) and preventing humans from causing trouble, he took his duties seriously.

"HALT! WHO GOES THERE?"

The

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Finally! Sleep!

Mayhem and I have had restless nights for a majority of the week, but for different reasons. Me, because not being able to breathe tends to wake me up. And Mayhem because something, somewhere went agley and he couldn't sleep.

Medical science is still trying to find out why it went agley in the first place.

The medication finally recommended by the doctors has worked enough to give him five hours of actual rest. Yay. I recommended some meditation stuff and white

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Challenge #01106-C009: Once More, Into the Brig...

"It's a thrilling tale of a dried apricot, four bags of flour, and a torch." -- Gallifreya

Ax'and'l blinked very slowly. It was telling that he was getting used to these levels of crap. And if he let on, he knew that Hwell would only invent new and more interesting levels of crap.

"Save it for getting free drinks at the bars, and even then, I'm letting it known about your capacity limit." He sighed and turned to the Security Guard. "What's

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It's 4AM and my life sucks a little

Got woken up by another asthma attack at two in the morning and didn't take a nebuliser dose until 3. I'm going to need another dose long about 6AM. This is indeed a Bad Air Day.

I'm now worried that I may cause alarm and despondency if I need to use my machine in public at Tucson. And to that end, I've warned Miss Bennett about me and put an FAQ on my phone.

I still have no idea if Bunny sees

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Challenge #01105-C008: Smart Way to Die

"Never teleport your brain out of your own skull without a backup plan. No good will ever come of it." -- Anon Guest

The last thing he smelled was ozone. Then there was an alarming darkness. There was no pain, any more. The eyes came online, first, showing him a fine view of his own dead body. Right now, the skull cavity would be filling up with blood as his heart went through its last, spasmodic beats. And as his blood pressure

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...ow

I'm not a happy camper, today.

The asthma attack that will not end is still not ending in a timely manner. After four runs on the nebuliser, yesterday and one this morning, I can feel something loosening up in the bronchii, but it's taking its sweet time shaking loose.

Meanwhile, I shake so much that something has to fall loose, but it isn't.

I'm changing approaches to editors again. Beloved says that working from a MarkDown copy is way easier than working

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Iris and Peter Get Married (Eventually) [pt 43]

Chapter Forty-three
(Epilogue, The Steam Man Band, Delilah returns from the dead, and The persistence of sandwiches)

Duo and Trike held fast to her hands as she entered the side stage door. They giggled to see their automaton brothers playing music on the stage.

“There’s Pappy,” chirped Duo. He was, after all, hard to miss. Still a gangly giant of a man, pale as a sheet and sporting blue-black hair.

“Pappy!” Trike broke away and ran for his father.

Colonel Walter

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Challenge #01104-C007: Special Education

Person #1: Why don't I ever see you stopping by to talk to your niece?

Person #2: Her parent says I'm a bad influence. I still say C4 is an acceptable substitute for playdoh - the store was out! It's not like I gave her any detonators - it was perfectly safe! -- RecklessPrudence

Lots of kids had Best Relatives. And for Mary, her best relative was Aunty Phyllis. Aunty Phyllis had the catchphrase, "Some people just overreact about things." Usually in

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Why do I hurt myself?

I could not get to sleep, last night. I thought I was anxious about getting my cosplay together, but it turns out I was having a Clayton's asthma attack.

Clayton's(adj): The thing you have when you're not having a thing.

In my case, it's not realising I'm having an asthma attack until I look at my fingernails [instead of glance at them] and say, "Holy fuck, those are purple!"

I was probably one very bad night away from full-blown cyanosis. And

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Iris and Peter Get Married (Eventually) [pt 42]

Chapter Forty-two.
(Necessary inventions for a mother, A simple wedding, Flowers all over, and A good husband)

Among dear Peter’s many inventions (most of them were cluttering up a ballroom that had been left long abandoned, now) was an adjustable bed backing that could raise her into a sitting position with the use of a crank. The automatons were forbidden from fighting over who got to use it and perforce drew straws to see whose go it was.

Peters Two and

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Challenge #01103-C006: That Which is Lost

They were at least the person's equal now, and with a three-nil record in killing them. If only they'd stop coming back, more insane each time, so they wouldn't have to do it again. They had admired them, once. -- RecklessPrudence

[AN: Oooooh, nice. First totally gender-neutral prompt EVER. Well done]

Before the fall...

Chara was the friend only Frisk could see. The year that Frisk stopped talking, Chara could hear their thoughts. Chara couldn't eat or drink, or make messes. They

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If I don't do anything today...

I know the reason why. It's called Kingdom and it's a 2-D side-scroller RTS adventure game.

The graphics are heavily pixelated, but there is detail and wonder in that, all the same. The parallax happening when you go exploring is so beautiful, it's been the cause of my monarch's death many a time.

I've already learned not to upgrade stuff during a red moon. That's when all the nastards come out.

The three things you need to balance are archers, builders, and

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