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Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").



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Tuesday, July 7 2009
I did some more experiments with a second DECT 6.0 basestation having two intact antennas, trying to simply hook up the coax core to various places along one of the antennas in hopes of catching the sweet spot, assuming there was one, for getting a strong signal to the coax cable's other end, 100 feet away up on the solar deck. This phase of experimentation was more desperate than scientific, having more in common with alchemy and cargo cultery than, say, the things Galileo did with metal balls on an inclined plane. Interestingly, though I was unable to produce a better signal using the coax cable and its remote outdoor antenna, the attachment of the coax to the basestation's internal antenna didn't seem to degrade its performance either. Radio propagation is a mysterious thing, particularly at these microwave frequencies, and the more I experiment with it, the less I know I know.
After months and months of accumulation, trash had begun to threaten our way of life. So this afternoon Gretchen took an enormous load of it to the dump in the Subaru, which I helped her load. This included the old cracked windshield from the problematic Honda Civic hatchback we'd sold back in the early spring, which I tied to the roof rack. But Gretchen isn't familiar with things being tied to the roof and completely forgot about it while she was unloading.


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