Why do circuit breakers go up for on and down for off?

What an idiot driver not stopping.

Putting 25kV into something expecting 6.25kV could cause a the smoke to come out.

Another reason trains are s*it, they can't cope with hills.

Should be easy enough to change platform heights.

We stupidly have low bridges everywhere, even trucks crash into them. Complete and utter lack of foresight, like Bill Gates saying we can all manage on 640KB RAM. Although in his defence we probably could if programmers hadn't got so lazy. I have a 130MB mouse driver which does the same thing as a 30KB one did in 1991.

I tried that for a couple of days, a lot of falling and hopping around like a frog. I'm too old for THAT.

I like that a boarder can go any direction, forward or backwards or sideways, but I can do that on skis too. I'm teaching a nice lady from Hawaii how to spin.

Here's my technique:

My haircutting lady, err stylist, only has glamour magazines in her waiting area. I donated a bunch of car and science mags, but they disappeared.

I don't have much experience with stylists either. I'm a partial Sikh; I don't cut my hair or beard and I always carry a knife.

Shannon is a river in Ireland. And a city. And an airport.

Try "Shannon's Law" (no quotes needed). Google can be dumb!

Andy

I think of Zoe with an umlaut on the E.

Zoë

might come over in your newsreader...

It's funny, I've been to San Francisco lots of times for work. People say it's their favo(u)rite city. I've obviously never found the nice bit.

Andy

I saw a harrowing documentary about I think a wagon train that got trapped by bad weather in a mountain pass and had to overwinter there. I think as many died as survived

Of the 87 people who entered the Wasatch Mountains, 48 survived. That's progressive thinking for you.

But remember ffolks, its not cold that kills, its less than 1,5°C warming that threatens the entire planet.

And an engineer.

I went there a few times, it was the be-muscled hipsters with come hither looks flaunting themselves in doorways that put me off.

I didnt feel safe. Same as Brighton.

Stay away from downtown, Fishermans Wharf, Chinatown, all that dense tourist stuff. There are beautiful quirky neighborhoods, hills and cliffs, beaches, old forts, stairways, lanes, patches of wilderness, creeks, and one actual canyon with owls and coyotes. And some awesome hikes and views.

We recently discovered a dam, which we'd hiked past and missed for 30 years. I don't think any of our neighbors knew about it. Now they do.

I lived in the Castro, the gay mecca, for a couple of years. It was fun and perfectly safe. We had an epic meal last night in the Castro, at the Anchor Seafood restaurant. If they ever cook anything that's not magical, we haven't found it.

At the Folsom Street Fair, the heavy s+m event, I accidentally bumped into a giant bear-guy, huge and hairy and covered with leather straps and not much else. He spun around and said "Ok, ex-cuuuse me!" in a tiny squeaky voice. The boys are nice.

I met my wife in a gay bar here.

I seriously researched the USA for over six months, to restart my life, and picked SF. People said "but it's full of gay guys" to which the proper response is "and smart beautiful single women."

AIDS and now the work-from-home thing has changed the demographics; more crazy-dual-income breeders and dogs and kids. People meet at google or apple, get married, and move here. Work from home makes it easier to make and care for babies.

(New observation: are gay guys less inclined to have dogs?)

It's not a great place to hire engineers. Too many coders and MBAs.

If you ever drive out I80, there is a museum and monument about the Donner Party, in a tiny state park on Donner Lake.

The monument is huge, and there's a sign "The snow was this high that year."

My hair turned white long ago. Bebe makes it brown again, which makes me look 20 years younger.

I always carry a Swiss Army Knife.

Audio can be compressed more than the Sampling Theorem originally suggested.

The first time I went there was in the '80s for a semiconductor show. On the approach to the airport a few mountain tops were visible through the fog. I did the usual tourist things, going to Haight-Ashbury 20 years too late, walked across the bridge and took the ferry back, did a couple of museums, saw the City Lights bookstore, and that exhausted my interest in SF.

I was familiar with fog from coastal New Hampshire and Maine and realized SF has a lot better PR screw to sell cold and damp as perfect sweater weather.

I made an appearance at the show long enough to write it off as a business expense with a straight face and headed inland. Joshua Tree was more my speed.