Saturday, 13 May 2023

TTMMGH #00010 Budget BS

... are things like this spin doctoring: 

Pharmacies Can't Do Maths. (Or Can They?...)

Oh dear: "Medicine shortages are coming!" "Blame the government for shortages!" "Aaaaahhhhh!" "The Sky is falling!"

Only no. It's bullshit. 

Priceline's BS claim revolves around new rules allowing patients being able to get 60 days' worth of medicines in a prescription instead of 30 days' worth as the situation has stood in the past. So instead of having to see a doctor every month to renew prescriptions, people only have to go every 60 days. Instead of getting 30 tablets a month, people are able to get 60 tablets per two months. That's not a shortage - it's just the same dose but now in one twice-as-long prescription instead of two.

Your pharmacist - tired, or relaxed?

Same Amount Of Medication:

It's the same amount of medication, just dispensed double quantity and half as often... Oh... Hey... So maybe that's the issue... Instead of twelve dispensings, it'll only require six. I wonder. Is that the sticking point? The actual amount of medication dispensed is not going to change. Whether you take 365 tablets dispensed in 30-tablet prescriptions 12 times a year, or you take 365 tablets dispensed in 60-tablet prescriptions 6 times a year, it's still 365 tablets. This means Prickline is knowingly putting out bullshit. 

(Look - they're pharmacists. Maths is kind of important to their business. "Hmmm. Do I give this person's 500mg dose in five 100mg tablets five times a day, two tablets 250mg twice daily, or 500mg once a day? When the highest tolerable dose is no more 300mg every eight hours?" The point I'm making is that this would not have escaped them, so they're knowingly bullshitting. And that in turn clearly means that they have some other gripe with this. And it's not hard to see. . .

Because - oh look! Instead of our pharmacists booking twelve dispensings a year per customer medication, they'll now only be able to book six... And oh, again... Look... They get a per-dispense fee! And there are also per-maximum-quantity fees they are permitted to charge, and obviously if the maximum quantity they can dispense changes while the total per year remains the same, they get a fewer fees here, too. 

So mystery solved. Priceline are prevaricating because they'll lose income. The customer gets lower costs and fewer GP appointments needed, but the customer isn't as important as getting as many fees out of the Government as possible. (Nice move Jim, nice move...)

"Shortages" Of Medicines?

There have been shortages of medicines for years before this ever came along. There will still be the same amount of medicine afterwards. The government can't actually reach back in time, alter pharmaceutical companies' production, and then also magically reach into the future and alter their production-to-be. 

What could change, come to think of it, is pharmacies' policies about ordering in stocks knowing they will need twice as much of a drug, half as often as before. Again - and I reiterate and belabor this point - it's simple effing matehmatics. Pharmacists have to know maths for fancy stuff like titration and dosing, I'm sure they can handle simple halvings and doublings. As I've often said: Keep The Bastards Honest.  A slogan I've shamelessly stolen from Mr Chipp and Australian Democrats party and will continue to use whenever appropriate.

To recap - there'll be no actual shortage of medicines on account of the new prescription rules. The only way shortages could maybe occur might be if pharmacies decide to make things unpleasant for their customers by sort-of-deliberately forgetting that they're pharmacies and they know how to do maths, and instead don't plan for the right quantities of medications to be ordered in time, hoping that their customers will put pressure on the government for them when they can't get their medication. That seems to be a filthy dirty tactic so I'm actually loath to suggest it but it is also not beyond the realms of possibility.

And For Customers There's Also Another Less Obvious Upside:

To me the single most important upside of this change to prescribing/dispensing rules is that the pharmacists will be doing around 1/2 as much dispensing as they've had to in the past. 

Old: Pharmacist (dealing with several hundred prescriptions a day) gets barely enough time to check your prescription properly, hand it to you, and snap out "next please."

New: Pharmacist (dealing with half as many prescriptions a day because the pharmacy still has the same number of customers and dispenses the same amount of medication but now only has to deal with patients half as often) can check your prescription in an unhurried fashion, has time to chat with you and do the things that pharmacists all used to do before increasing demands on their time robbed them of the customer contact part of their jobs. 

So it seems that not only will there be no "shortage of medications" but there'll be a cost benefit to customers and a chance to return to the more personalised style of medicine that pharmacies once were able to provide.

Hashtag #BoycottPriceline - because the customer's best interests seem not to be theirs.

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Friday, 28 April 2023

I Have A Secret Superpower

. . . apparently . . .

Most of my life I've been able to "fit" things. Let me explain. As a child I had a lot of time to figure stuff out. We moved around a lot, I had and still have a life-long love affair with reading scientific, technical, practical, and mechanical magazines and manuals. And our moving around gave me opportunities to indulge my passion. There were generally always tech / sci magazines around, generally agricultural because one of Dad's careers was Agricultural Engineer, but every school I went to had at least one set of encyclopedias, one set of How It Works or similar. One farmhouse we lived at had a decade's worth of "Western Farmer" magazines that always included two to ten articles of home-made agricultural machinery, modifications a farmer may have made to their equipment, and novel uses for existimg implements.

You get the idea. Now add to that, that since I was old enough to read (around age 4) and write (age 5) I was also a lucky 60s toddler whose grandparents bought him the Mickey Mouse comics, and my hero of the series was Daniel Duesentrieb aka Gyro Gearloose in English. Yep, the inventor chicken with the Thinking Cap. I was determined to either become him when I grew up, or a veterinarian. We always had cats and dogs, horses and donkeys, and later emus, kangaroos, goats, sheep, and even a camel. So for over a decade it was a coin-toss that separated those choices. 

What Do I Mean, "Fit" Things? 

Well, for a start and as you've probably gathered by now, I ended up with engineering rather than biology. One of the first times my superpower kicked in - and I noticed it - was around age ten when we were driving along an inland Western Australian road and suddenly there was a rattling clattering racket the likes of which none of us had ever heard. (Also, this was our first year of owning a battered old secondhand Landrover and definitely our first time driving 1,500km with everything we owned loaded in the tray. We had no idea what noises a Landie could make and still survive back then.)

So I'm listening to the noise as we slowed down and Dad got ready to change a tyre out there. "Hang on! I think we have something wrapped around the shaft!" 

Dad looked and sure enough, a piece of barbed wire had gotten on the driveshaft, FSM knows how, but there it was. I got to slide under the car and use the fencing pliers to cut it loose. And a month later when we were sitting in the homestead we'd moved to that Dad asked me how I'd spotted that lone piece of wire at speed on such a boring long drive and I realised - I hadn't seen it. At least, I hadn't seen anything on the road immediately before and in fact we'd all been dozing off because after a while every kilometre looks like every other kilometre along roads like that. 

But in my head I must have fitted the knocking noise to the engine - nope, engine turns faster than that - and to the wheels - nope, they turned slower than the noise was going - and then I must have realised that the driveshaft was the only thing that was revolving at about that rate at that speed. I have to stress that at the time it was just a sudden flash and there was the answer, but when we were talking about that trip a few weeks later I still thought it was just obvious and wondered why no-one else had picked it. But in my head, I fitted the rhythm to the rhythms of the other things and matched it. 

Quite often I can match a spark of light to which part of a machine is producing it, a wrong sound to a particular part's motion. And I honestly never really thought this was a Secret Superpower until I was THIS years old. 

Similarly, seeing one of these on the counter at an antique/curio shop in South Guildford in Perth, WA, with a sign on it saying one could win a $50 voucher for the shop if one could guess what it was. 

It was a challenge. Heater? (I also have to add - it was not the one pictured, but quite similar. And it had been painted and so wasn't a rust piece like the one pictured.) I thought about it. Age? No idea. Old. And suddenly it hit me, I spoke to the proprietor who confirmed that I had it right, and I told them to keep the voucher for the next person. I was happy just to have picked it. If you want to have a go, think about it, answer at the bottom of the article.

Having no Music experience, when I saw this next thing in the opp shop, I was puzzled. But I did my thing and brained it - hard - for a few minutes and finally, I figured it out. 

Got home and googled violin brace and: bingo!

Finding an odd-shaped piece of nylon on the street, realising it had to be the clip for a menu sign since it was outside a bakery, taking it in to the owner and them being able to save one of their signs falling down into their fast food prep area - priceless. I got free pies and pasties for a few weeks after that. 

Things just - fit - in my head after a bit of thinking. And I have to admit that quite often I don't manage to work out an item's purpose, but generally if I can examine a thing and turn it around, the answer comes to me. 

A: The mystery object was a WWII Automobile Headlight Blackout Cover. They were ancient history before I was even born. 

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Thursday, 27 April 2023

TTMMGH #00009

Things That Make Me Go Hmmm #9

Apparently Australia  Post are no longer going to do letters. Australia Post is bleeding out. Now they're about to get 'reviewed' to see whether we'll still receive letters. I haven't written a letter in a decade or two I'll admit, but I receive plenty of them from various organisations that still think dead trees (wrapped in more dead trees yo!) and with another small dead tree (YO!!) glued to them are cool. As long as said organisations are making money off me I think they'll want letter delivery.

National Mail Carrier No Longer To Carry Mail.
Shades of dystopia.

And this is the article I started off reading: - Australia Post is going to get 'reviewed' to see if they should still convey letters. What? Are we going to have to put letters in a cardboard box now and pretend they're parcels? Is this the stupidest thing I've heard for years? Probably yes, and yes. 

One other thing that occurs to me is that letters from Aunty Mabel with a crisp tenner in them will become a thing of the past. Which of course goes well with the eventual aim of taking physical cash money out of circulation and using digital transactions all the way. Is this stupid too? Yes. Never an economy has grown and thrived but that it didn't have a bustling cash undercurrent to it. While the world's governments are busy trying to wring every taxable dollar out of their constituents and sparing their corporate overlords from the slightest hint of tax, they forget that cash greases the wheels...

But the days of letter writing seem out the window. 👍💥🙏😁 <- These guys are so much easier. And impersonal.

Mind you, these days unless it's written on gold leaf or some fancy paper in the blood of a sacrificed weasel, you could just as easily (I suppose) scan your letter to a PDF and then email it, so it shouldn't upset me. But dammit there are still going to be at least two people on Earth who don't have an email account or a mobile phone and what are THEY going to do, huh? Also we have LETTERBOXES outside our homes, notice they are not "PARCELBOXES"? (Not everyone has the luxury I've had of making a parcel delivery hatch in their new Not So Bastard Gate...)

Also, sometimes you need to send a signature by mail. I suppose you could always sign, scan to PDF, and then send - but the ways to defraud by such a process are too numerous to count. Talk about making it easy for forgers fraudsters and other criminal elements. I suppose one way would be to take the signed document to the Post Office, pay them to examine, authenticate, scan, and then email it to the destination Post Office where it can be printed and placed in an "Authenticated" envelope and delivered, but that really takes us back to the days of telegrams. 

Remember telegrams?
With this we seem to have regressed back to the days of telegrams once again.

The thing that really gets me about all this is how Australia Post made a veritable fortune during the pandemic and instead of staffing and skilling up, they cryed liek bebbehs and said they'd just stop delivering stuff until their poor overworked (and never augmented by new staff) staff caught up. Timely and sometimes time-sensitive deliveries seemed to be irrelevant to them. And now I guess irrelevance has caught up...

Saturday, 1 April 2023

Meow meow meow

喵喵喵 = Meow meow meow

That is all.

Thursday, 23 February 2023

Influencing Government 101

We'll see, eh? I just sent the following which I'll put as a quote below this paragraph:

I'm aware that fossil fuel companies bear a huge responsibility - almost all of it, actually - for the current parlous state of the planet. Their greed knows no bounds, and the people they exercise that greed upon is us - people like myself, my neighbours (who all also think as I do, btw) and yourself. 20% energy price hikes while the actual cost of generating that energy has fallen by 20% thanks to wind and solar and baseload batteries? WTAH.

I've been a life-long, rusted-on, dyed-in-the-wool Labor voter and supporter, following in the footsteps of my socialist/communist parents, and I'll continue to do so. The Labor party won't lose my vote (considering the alternatives...) so letting the fossil fuel cartel get their way won't affect my vote.

Labor does so much good that it doesn't make sense to me to vote any other way - but it never hurts to do more good, does it? More people will start to see the good being done, equals more supporters. And I'd really love to see Labor mop the floor for the next two elections at least. As a Victorian for the last 12 years, I cheered myself hoarse when Dan The Man retained the premiership. I'd like to see me able to do that for you, and Mr Albanese, and the whole Party.

I got one of those invitations to fill in an online petition - and did it. Cue an Internet cat or something. 

But as I'm always saying - Keep the bastards honest! - and if you get a chance to email / petition (the Minister (& Staff) for Energy as my email was, or any other) DO IT. I happen to actually be a rusted-on Labor supporter because it's the closest thing to my idea of Socialism. And I hope my response gets included in Minister Bowen's decision. It's more likely to achieve that if tens of thousands of people were also emailing with a similar message. 

And that's quite literally what it takes to influence the Government. People protesting on the streets don't directly influence the Government unless they're storming Parliament House or rioting, and even then this isn't usually a positive influence. But public protests should reveal an issue - they usually get a few minutes' airtime on TV and radio after all - and then that's not an end to the matter, it's the beginning. That is where YOU and I and anyone else you can motivate, start sending paper mail, letters to the editor, and emails to Ministers and MPs and Premiers and even the PM if you deem important enough.

As long as you're polite and explain your opinion and intent in a plain and respectful manner, it will usually get glanced at by a staffer, and if there are enough similar sentiments expressed then that message and a count of how many emails will get passed on along the chain. If yours is the email that expresses the concern best, or in a particularly expressive manner, it'll probably be the one that gets passed along.

So write well, and get your opinion across. But do it. I wonder if this message will be taken on board... Give me a buzz on Mastodon.

Wednesday, 25 January 2023

Japan As Bellwether

The last thing any country wants is a steadily rising average age and a steadily falling birthrate.

Seems like no-one's watching the herd right now. Except Japan. Think of Japan as a bellwether: The Ageing Shrinking Nation Of Japan. The world's human population is growing in some places but I'll be willing to bet long odds that the Western world's population is on a downturn and probably about to hit a very steep drop. 

Just in some of my blogs alone, What Are You Eating? and Water Is Now Unsafe Everywhere and "Modern" Diseases and COVID19 Second-biggest Killer In Australia are just a few spots where I pointed this out. But you can go back a lot further on any of those blogs and find more places where I raised similar concerns.

Thanks to the long-term effects of a bad case of "Global Lead Plastic And PFAS Poisoning" along with our insistence on eating foods made with stuff that never existed before we created it, human fertility has dropped considerably, the range and severity of illnesses we now routinely contract has increased, and the climate we're enduring is placing further stress on every form of life on the planet, including us. 

Things like our brief - but oh so catastrophic and toxic - love affairs we had with leaded petrol, the PFAS compounds in fossil-fuel-created plastics - and the plastics themselves - will poison the planet for centuries, even if we find a way to neutralise them, those poisons are now spread ALL over the globe, getting into the food chain from every direction. No-one's quite realised yet that to have a hope of reversing our procreation issues, we're going to have to get almost all of it and isolate it again. And the particles are TINY. And in their billions if not perhaps even trillions. . .

Pointing to plankton and saying that they seem to be only minimally affected is no indication that this means that the "Pb-PFAS 1-2 Punch" is insignificant. Far from it. Lead has ruined at least two Western generations directly and will continue to accumulate in animals and plants that we rely on for food, in our water. And those plankton have never had to deal with the rest of the toxin load we've given ourselves:

From my parents' generation to whatever Gen we're up to now, we're among the first humans ever to have willingly ingested carcinogens - bleaches - fats that hadn't existed before this era and share more in common with engine oil than any biological lipid.

And also around two thousand food additives, only about half of which are (and some only very slightly, at that) related to a biological food. What biological food we took, much of it was grown with glyphosate and other pest and weed control, antibiotics and growth hormones, chemical "supplements" that also never existed in the world before we began feeding it to one another.

In addition, we also willingly took tobacco and nicotinoid products, alcohols that never saw a shred of natural produce in their origins, and inhaled the fumes of cars and factories and sweating out of the plastics we use and handle in their tens thousands in our daily lives. Go on, tell me we're not screw-snookered.

To Hell
A Hell
We Made

Now we also have viruses like SARS-CoV-2 and the COVID19 it causes. Have you noticed no-one mentions COVID any more? While it still kills more people per day than almost every other disease? Also the return of some diseases we thought we'd all but eliminated, because along with shovelling BAD chemicals into themselves with every mouthful, people are refusing the GOOD ones that prevent us dying from preventable causes? 


There's another cause for the decline. Whether you want to believe it or not, we all know, somewhere in our subconscious mind, that the world is wrong. This isn't a food we can thrive on. (But it's cheap... We can afford it...) But WHY can't we afford it? This is the Age Of Plenty - we're digging and extracting resources out of the planet at a hitherto unequalled and unimagined rate - surely that's creating enough wealth? 

Quiet Quitting 

QQ is just another aspect of this weltschmerz. We know we're doing things that should be improving the lives of ourselves and others - but we can plainly see that this isn't so. We're working, we're creating wealth and goods and products, but no-one seems to be benefiting from it.

Fertility Rates

I'm quite willing to bet that alongside the chemical, hormonal, and physical causes of the declining fertility rates, a lot of people have just not felt right about bringing a child into this world. I know because I'm one of those people. My wife's another. Several of our friends and acquaintances also feel that the world doesn't need another person to live in squalor and relative poverty. Or they're too focused on attaining enough wealth to be comfortably off, and children just hinder that plan. 

Not Just Japan

China's having similar birthrate and ageing population issues. Their workforce currently provides a significant portion of the world's total goods. Factories are going understaffed. And the reasons are much the same as in the last paragraph. (Also hey - we have all these scandals caused by greed, are we worth reproducing?)

It's a whole combination of things, as we just saw in that short whip-around of issues just above here. Third World countries are seeing the advance of globalisation bring more and more of these toxic issues home to them in the form of access to news, access to processed foods, and seeing their work also not lead to increased wealth.

And places like India and Pakistan either haven't gotten the memo yet either, or aren't letting on what's happening within their borders. 

Russia's doing well at reducing their entire population by making Russia a less desirable place to live and by squandering their wealth on a pointless dick-army-size exercise.  

And there you have the problem in a nutshell - we've snookered ourselves. Always we've exploited every advance for personal gain and wealth, for exercising power over others, and in the process we don't check ourselves every once in a while to see what we're actually doing. 

I told you - I did a personal QQ decades ago, no sympathy here. Unless you were wanting to help me and others make a difference in this deplorable state of affairs. 


My mate ChatGPT has this to say about this blog post:

"This writing style is closest to a person who is expressing a sense of hopelessness and despair about the state of the world, particularly in regards to issues such as overconsumption, declining fertility rates, and the negative effects of globalisation. They also seem to have a strong sense of social and environmental responsibility. They express a sense of frustration and disappointment with the current state of the world, and suggest that people have become too focused on personal gain and wealth at the expense of the greater good. They also seem to express a sense of personal disengagement from the world, and a desire for change."

I just fed the whole text in and asked CGPT to tell me about the person that wrote it. Am I that obvious? 😸

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Friday, 20 January 2023

TTMMGH #00008

Oi what a day, what a week.

Today: Went to get a CT scan with contrast, I've had them before but this is the first time I've had a CT with TWO contrast injections. That lovely hot flush feeling, the taste of a bloody chemical factory, and I reckon I've been peeing straight disinfectant for a few hours afterwards. 

It must also half mess with your thinking because it was only while I was halfway to the Pathology to provide a urine sample that I realised that I should have done that before the radioactive iodine injections... Oh well, luckily I have a few more days before I absolutely have to have that one in the bag as it were. 

Also Today: Went to get a fast food chicken meal at a place that we've had nothing but odd experiences at in the past. So I was braced for a long wait in the drivethrough line to the speaker, then another long wait to get to the cashier's window, then another looooong wait to get to the service window. It was after all the tradition.

Was pleasantly surprised when I was second in line for the speaker and almost hadn't come to a standstill before I was rolling towards it. And had placed the order. And gotten to the cashier's window, and paid, and only had to pause briefly before I was at the service window. The alarms should have gone off.

Tap tap tap on the wheel, and omg the window slid open, unbelievable!

"Erm, can I get ya to move forward and wait there mate? Cheers." Damn.

So - to their credit, five minutes and someone was on the way over with a big pile of food. Stopped at the first car and I could see from the head shaking it wasn't their order. Good. I had a one in two chance now. 

"Erm two all sorts of stuff and a thingie drink?" he asked. Same guy. I said nope and he went to the third car, they opened their window and it wasn't theirs either. How a takeaway place can somehow get not one single order of three out to waiting cars has me stuffed. 

And whose order had they brought out? Who was sitting either at the window or in the cafe waiting for a meal that'd be cold by now?

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Monday, 9 January 2023

TTMMGH #00007

Have you ever had one of those experiences that make you feel stoooooopid? 

There's an EDIT to this! A bit more research suggests that there's a bit of an issue.

I did. I'll set the scene. I wanted a quick web interface to a solid state relay and to check a voltage. What have I got that has wifi, an analog input, and a digital out pin, and can run on the sniff of an oily rag? 

(Fossicks around in the parts drawers, yay there's a D1 Mini from a couple I bought a few years ago, yayyyy problem solved! I rock!)

I'd also reinstalled the IDE for the third time, and this time finally got rid of anything old that it could somehow convince itself was a valuable library that I must have put in the recycle bin because it was so good. Or whatever it'd done the first two times that made it glacially slow and continuously use libraries that seemed to just appear under roaming profiles and whatever. 

So I did the mumbo-jumbo, added the juju juice, whatever it is you need to do. 

#include <ESP8266WiFi.h>
const char* ssid = "blahblah";
const char* password = "passpass"; 

All the way to:  

void setup() {
  WiFi.begin(ssid, password);
  while (WiFi.status() != WL_CONNECTED) {

Uploaded it and:

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  forever.

This after a frustrating week where the IDE had taken up to 12 minutes to start up, 6 minutes to compile 15 lines of code and have a meltdown about missing .h files, then take 15 minutes to uninstall itself, then another 15 to install a new downloaded version, then rinse and repeat.

So I was about ready to throw things in the bin. HURL things in the bin. At velocity and with great force. And I looked at the D1 Mini (and the two others that have been sitting in that drawer for years waiting for the perfect project) and made a discovery. 

I have never heard of a D1 Mini without Wifi before...

Apparently I got royally conned, or bought these three for some other project, or just plain messed up when ordering. In fact I had no idea that you could buy a D1 Mini without wifi . I still don't believe it, this is one of those camera pranks, right? 

EDIT: No! New news to hand suggests that there was a crop of V3.0.0 boards that didn't connect to Wifi, and I can also (after a bit more experimenting) say that a particular string I use to keep verison numbers needs to be declared differently between the D1Mini V3.0.0 and other ESP8266 / ATmega328P boards. So now I feel a bit less stupid. But still just as conned.😼


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Friday, 6 January 2023

TTMMGH #00004

"... appeared to be pleasuring himself..."

You need to be a walrus to not get arrested. Apparently New Year celebrations were ruined... 

A century ago they'd have just made a lot of noise and sent the creature on its way - and used the occasion to lecture the kiddies on the animal evils of "DIY."

Follow here for more great content like this... *sigh*... I'll see myself out.