March 22 is National Goof Off Day. Who decides these things anyway? I looked it up on Google and one of the links was to a list of 28 things to do on National Goof Off Day. Doesn’t that miss the whole point of the day? Should there even be 28 things to do? Well, I clicked on the link and it doesn’t work anymore. That is more like it!
I have an older, expensive Panasonic bathroom light and fan. That’s kind of redundant because all Panasonic bathroom fans are expensive, but they’re premium fans, very quiet and made of quality materials. The light stopped working. It’s the fixture, not the bulbs. The fixture is modular. It would be simple to get the old one out and plug in a new one. Except, the part is no longer available. If I was the Tsar of building supplies, I’d make the ceiling opening for bathroom fans in standard sizes, the way the openings for various electric boxes are standard sizes. I dread replacing the whole fan because the openings aren’t standardized and because a lot of them aren’t easy to install without access from above and mine is in a first-floor bathroom of a two-story house. Sometimes, replacing a bathroom ceiling fan involves replacing the bathroom ceiling too.
Also, you can’t read the model number of this bathroom fan unless you remove the light, and even then, it’s not easy to read. The location of that all-important model number is a bad design, Panasonic.
I’ve been telling my kids since they were kids that if what they’re doing isn’t working, they ought to try something else. So, I approve of President Obama easing diplomatic and trade relations with Cuba. Of course, Cuba’s record on human rights isn’t good, but the US has imposed restrictions of one sort or another on Cuba since October of 1960. Clearly they haven’t worked to get Cuba to do some of what we want in more than 55 years, so we might as well try something else.
The automatic ice maker in our freezer stopped working. There was ice in it. The machine just wouldn’t push the ice into the bin below it. I messed with it without success. My wife tried to pry the ice loose too, also with no immediate results. But, about an hour later, it worked. For the first time in two days, it dropped the ice into the tray. Ninety minutes later, it did it again. Maybe the ice maker was just constipated.
If for no other reason than to clean it, there should be an easy way to get the sliding-drawer freezer out of the larger combination refrigerator-freezer. There isn’t. Being easy to remove the drawer would also make it easier to replace the ice maker if that should be necessary. There still isn’t.
It’s nice that my wife, Saint Karen (who must be a saint to put up with me), takes my word that I’m a prince. After all, I wasn’t a frog the first time she kissed me.
Every time I go back over the blog items I’ve written since I started this blog in 2008, I find at least one typographical error. When I find ’em, I fix ’em, but I find new ones every time. To be fair to me, some of them were caused when my Internet host changed the software and messed up a lot of the apostrophes. To be fair to the Internet host, the software change didn’t cause all of them, by any means.
