Let There Be Light . . .
Last Wednesday I sent my Panasonic Lumix Digital Camera back to the Service Center in McAllen, TX to have it repaired under warranty. According to the USPS tracking they received it on Friday, and this afternoon I got an email from them saying my camera was under repair and should be on its way back to me soon.
Great Service.
My new LED light strips came in today so this evening it only took about 10 minutes to put them in place and pop the covers back on.
If you want a little more info on the conversion, you can read about here from 2015.
You can even replace the bigger tubes like the ones in our living room by using a total of 6 lights, 3 on each side. Works great for that too.
Tomorrow’s agenda is kind of up in the air, as in whether or not rain will fall out of it. There’s a 60% chance, so I don’t really want to get half way through the rear brake job and have the bottom drop out. So I’ll see how it looks in the morning.
I do have inside stuff I can work on just in case.
Every time I think of the title of tonight’s blog, a reference of course to repairing the lights in the bedroom, I always think of a short story written by Isaac Asimov back in 1956. A story that when I first read it in about 1958, started my love of science fiction that continues to this day.
In a back room of the tiny Foley, AL public library, I discovered an entire room of science fiction magazines, like Astounding Stories, Amazing Stories, and Future Fiction.
Somebody had donated their entire collection, and not knowing what to do with them, they just stuck them in a room in the back.
Magazines covers with robots, spaceships, alien monsters and more.
At that time I was about 10, so the coverss with scantily-clad buxom blondes being menaced by the hideous space creatures didn’t catch my attention until a couple of years later.
But catch my attention they did.
But this story, The Last Question, is what cemented my love of the genre, stories that could make you think, wonder, and imagine. Stories that hold you until the very last two sentences.
Check it out. You won’t be disappointed.
Thought for the Day:
If it’s stupid, but it works, it ain’t stupid.
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