and don’t know it?
This story on the Internet about Samantha, the friendly robot voice, is interesting. Apparently it sounds exactly like a human and converses naturally , at least until you start asking her off-the-wall questions.
So the the next time you get a call from a telemarketer, ask them “Are you a buttercup?” and see what they say.
“Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do” (Now we’ll see who gets this one)
We saw that big orange ball in the sky today, for the first time in about a week. But it really didn’t get much warmer, with the temp never getting out of the 40’s. And it’s supposed to go down to the low 30’s again tonight.
And it looks likely to stay that way for the next week or so. It looks like that Florida is the only place in the country that’s halfway warm.
They’re hogging all the warm. Damn them.
I spent part of the afternoon looking for a leak. Every now and then our shower starts leaking a little under the wall separating the shower stall from the bedroom.
I first took off the access plate at the base of the shower to see if there was any moisture showing under there. Of course, if there’s an open hole, Mister has to check it out.
He just knows there’s a mouse in there somewhere.
Luckily for me, I found no sign of moisture under the base, which is a very good thing. I don’t even want to think about pulling the shower out to fix a leak in the base or drain.
My next thought was a leak up on the wall in the faucet / nozzle area, i.e., was it leaking down the back of the shower from the faucet. It only leaks when the shower is in use, but it could be leaking from the faucet itself when it’s turned on.
To eliminate this, I took our shower nozzle down and laid it on the floor next to the drain. Then I turned the shower on and let it run for about 15 minutes. And, once again, no leak.
So now I’m left with a leak between the glass / sidewalls and the base. The only problem with this idea is the fact that I have already gotten in there on my knees and gone over every inch of the seams and recaulked everything.
So I guess I’ll check it out all over again.
Too bad I can’t get Mister to help out. He is closer to it down there, after all.
But I’m not sure both of us will fit in the shower at the same time.
Thought for the Day:
When a man talks dirty to a woman, it’s sexual harassment. When a woman talks dirty to a man, it’s $3.95 a minute. – Author Unknown
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