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Horace recently bought a new car, yet after only a couple of days he was experiencing a problem with it, he was furious so he took it back to the dealer.🐷🚗👹

One of the technicians came out and asked what the problem was, Horace said it won’t go past 70 up our hill, the technician said what’s wrong with that, Horace said I live at 83.

 

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Technician of the Trinidad and Tobago Electricity Commission works on overhead wires

A technician carrying out maintenance work in one of the liners of a 29680 kW engine on a 400 mtr container ship.

A quick and simple re-colour of my Tohunga build.

Clover waters our trees and shrubs. She wishes it would rain too. She has a very busy schedule being a Corgi and helping us out.

This past Friday, I drove with Tidda to the usual place for our morning walk. On the way, I noticed a shadowy figure of a cat crouched down in the street gutter. I didn’t think too much of it because residents there are always feeding the feral cats. But when I returned that way about 30 minutes later, the cat was still in the same position and this time I saw some facial injuries. Perhaps there had been a bad cat fight? I saw a shredded ear.

 

I cautiously walked towards the small cat, and I was shocked by the severity of the facial injuries. There was also a front leg in an awkward, non-functional position. About an arm’s length away, I saw fresh blood on the pavement. All was clear: This poor baby had been hit by a car and somehow managed to crawl to the gutter for safety.

 

Armed with a cardboard box and an old towel from the car, I somehow managed to gently slide the hit-and-run victim onto the cardboard without having to lift the battered body. Still, there were a few cries of agony. Just at that moment, another wintry rainsquall let loose and I was so relieved to have at least offered protection from this additional misery.

 

After dropping Tidda off at home, I only had one mission: Get this cat to the vet as soon as possible. That meant a 45-minute drive along the scenic coast. So I kept talking in a soothing and comforting voice, as if to a long beloved pet. I played the radio. I turned up the heater.

 

About halfway there, my little passenger actually seemed to perk up a bit, looking around, looking at me, and even somehow turning around inside the box. I found myself fantasizing that perhaps the injuries weren’t as bad as they looked and a recovery might be possible, and then I could adopt this cat!

 

However, in my gut I knew this drive would be the last interlude in this little cat’s life, a life which had likely been a hard one, and I wanted to give all the love, reassurance and kindness I could in the time remaining. I found a spot on the back of the neck that seemed uninjured and delivered some tender caresses there. I could sense the warmth beneath soft gray fur. And then this dying little cat leaned into my hand to meet my tender touch. It was a sacred moment that struck me to the core. Nothing in the universe could contain more depth or meaning than the truth happening in those few minutes.

 

The vet technician carried the patient in the cardboard box down the hall to be assessed emergently and soon after I was informed that euthanasia was already underway. They didn’t charge me anything and thanked me for bringing this cat to the clinic.

 

Since then, I've felt shaken.

 

I spent all weekend trying my best to create a likeness with watercolors. Even if nobody ever wanted this cat, I want to mourn the lonely little soul with appropriate feeling, because even after death it’s not too late for that kindness as well.

Technician Thomas Hardy had been ankles deep in his third tube of the day, his jump suit completely soaked through from being baked in this metal hell hole when the inevitable happened. A bead of sweat stung his eye and he dropped the cover plate that he had been trying to attach. He heard it fall, and fall, and fall, bouncing off the sides of the tube, through the many fans that hadn't been turned on yet and finally coming to rest some four stories below. Tech Tom pondered the piece of plastic for a moment, it was just decorative, something to cover up a minor relay and it's tiny wires. No one could see it, and the wires couldn't get wet in here...

The Bunker had been built 27 years ago to protect government officials, surgeons, people who had the means to line the right pockets, etc. from a nuclear attack. It was hoped that it would never be used of course, but it had been empty and maintained ever since. As a maintenance employee, Tech Tom had a golden ticket, he and his family were inside within minutes of the detection of warheads being launched. There were no sirens, nothing on television or radio, just a message on the selected fews' phones. No need to tell the general populace, they'd just clog the roads and then no one would live.

The long dining hall sat 1,000, or one third of the people inside so they were divided into groups of three and ate in shifts and it was time for group three.

It was surreal to hear laughter at a grim time like this, but laugh they did, Tech Tom figured they laughed for the same reason people have sex after a funeral, a reaffirmation of life, thankful to still be here instead of being among the millions dead and dying on the outside. Then Tom coughed, a little cough really, but then he noticed many quiet stifled coughs around him almost drowned out by the sounds of laughter and forks on plates. Tech Tom looked up at the shiny ventilation system...

Years ago a spider had made her home inside of Intake 22E7b, more specifically the open relay box, a nice quiet place to lay her eggs in their cocoon. This eventually caused a break in the two dollar circuit that was responsible for closing the vents on Intake 22E7b....

 

Lisboa

Hospital Psiquiátrico Miguel Bombarda

[Technician]

Even though the ground crew of the B-Wing sq. never really see any real combat, their resolve to keep their pilots flying knows no boundaries.

Macro Mondays theme: Sound

 

Thanks for views, faves and comments HMM :-)

 

Expired/Discontinued Kodak Professional T400 CN Film (Process C-41)/Canonet QL-17 G-III

 

Well friends, the Canonet QL-17 G-III I purchased as a gift for my sister came back from Camera Techs looking almost as good as new.

 

Chuck, the technician that worked on this camera did an amazing job. Whatever old foam was left on the camera had turned--with the years and lack of use-- into a black sticky tar that threatened with dislodging and spreading around the guts of the camera, lens, etc.

 

Prior to taking the Canonet in, I tried to remove as much of the gooey matter as possible with a paper towel wrapped index finger, loaded a roll and shot it to see how much light was leaking through. You can see the shots on this Canonet set (about 7 shots prior to this one). It was really bad.

 

In any case, this is the first roll shot post-repair. Tested at all speeds and apertures for the past two days (this photo was taken around 11am this morning, on my way to Matt's at the Market for lunch with friends) and developed about an hour ago at Rite-Aid in White Center. All photos, ALL 24 frames came out.

 

Tomorrow the camera will be sent--along with a brand new Domke Gripper strap I got at Glazer's and a rubberized hooded UV filter (found on eBay, to double up as lens protection)--to my sister all the way to San Juan, Puerto Rico.

 

Before I send the camera to Giselle I'll take a photo of the foam job to share with fellow Canonet lovers and anyone here in Seattle who's been thinking of replacing the foam on a vintage camera such as this one. It is fantastic what skilled hands can do with great little cameras that have been abandoned and forgotten for years and deserve to be used and enjoyed.

 

Gissy, get ready. You are going to love your camera. ;D

The Tsu-ka are known for not having the best brains, but when it comes down to mechanics, they can make a starship out of practically anything

 

My entry for Round 3 of the NPU Contest. Part as noted.

 

Of course inspired by the one and only Tyler =3

One Stop Administration Services Office

Cipinang, East Jakarta

Indonesia

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Tokyo Zero Event

⋗ Head Accessory: [AA]: Neurolink

⋗ Outfit: [V.C.LAB] No.28 - FATPACK

 

Harajuku Event

⋗ Skin: MUDSKIN - YUMI SKIN (EvoX)

⋗ Eyes: Gloom. - Nymph Collection - Fatpack

 

Others

⋗ Hair: bonbon - yuuma hair

⋗ Nails: {Sakura} Chipped Nails - Fatpack

⋗ Gloves: =Zenith=Zazu Glove

⋗ Boots: Phedora ~ Savin Boots 20 Colors Fatpack

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Kustom 9 Event

⋗ Backdrop: K&S - // Bunker. Backdrop

 

Credit to all creators

Personal note

 

When I first decided I was going to this series I new i would need to get some reference shots of the location just to get an idea of what gear i would use. While I was looking around the locations David showed me this gigantic intertior that he took out of a famous cathedral in downtown Toronto. I than decided this needed to be shot.

During the shoot David was very co-opertive and helped with a good deal of the it .He supplied me with a black back drop that made a huge difference and had many ideas to make the shoot more intreresting. overall very succesful im my oppinion and i'm looking forward to my next project.

 

technical note

 

In the middle of the shoot David decided to actually go in the interior of the structure wich proved to be a very good idea. I than switched to the 55-110 f4.5 Mamiya and than I had to tweak my lighting again. shooting into C1 and final post in Photoshop CS4

blue & green

should not be seen

without a colour in between...

 

...Whoever said that never ventured past the end of their street, never saw a pastoral landscape on a clear sunny day...

 

If nature is happy with it what's the issue?

We went to the legendary Lick Observatory located on Mt. Hamilton high above the Silicon Valley in the San Francisco Bay Area, California. It was a special night for photographers. Once the telescope was in place, the lights went out, and all that was left was dark glowing red. Eyes adapt well to darkness, which takes about 10 minutes. A dark red light is used so that the human eyes can retain night vision. This is a 210º fisheye lens shot pointed straight up. At the bottom you see the technician in front of the control panel. In the center is the refracting telescope and the opened dome.

 

I processed a balanced and a soft HDR photo from a RAW exposure, blended them selectively, and carefully adjusted the color balance and curves. I welcome and appreciate constructive comments.

 

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-- ƒ/4.0, 4 mm, 3.2 sec, ISO 3200, Sony A6000, Laowa 4mm f/2.8 Fisheye, HDR, 1 RAW exposure, _DSC1821_hdr1bal1sof1m.jpg

-- CC BY-NC-SA 4.0, © 2023 Peter Thoeny, Quality HDR Photography

Almonte Falls on Mississippi River at night - the long exposure brings out the colored lights. Kudos to the lighting technician.

Northern Lights Entertainment

Performers displayed quite an affinity for fire.

Great entertainment!

 

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Terry - part man, part computer, all technician.

(If it's seriously tricky you need to meet the boss George)

 

Automotive electronics technologies such as autonomous driving, all-electric cars, and in-car infotainment are the new trends in the automotive industry. Automotive vehicles are transforming into the “ultimate electronic devices.” Automotive electronics are predicted to constitute near a third of the total cost of the entire car. The automotive transformations give rise to new features and challenges including autonomous driving, all-electric cars with extreme high power, and high-speed and secure communications.

 

Just being good with a spanner isn't enough these days.

Electronics do some odd things when wet, old, subject to 100,000 miles and mistreated.

Dr. Hibbert reviews the X-ray taken of Homer Simpson’s head. He has to tell Homer that he can’t let those donuts go to his head!

 

Being an X-ray technician, or as it may also be referred to as a Radiologic Technologist, can be both challenging and rewarding work. In the field of medical imaging, X-rays, along with CT scans, MRIs, and other non-invasive tests can offer radiologists and physicians important health details that can assess a patient’s health without surgery. This field not only requires the basics of biology, chemistry, and physics, but also human anatomy, physiology, and a little psychology. Yes, knowing how to position a patient in the proper ‘pose’ is part of the job. Knowing how to set the X-ray machine and adjust for proper exposure is also required. Personal safety is also necessary as the technician must also safeguard himself or herself from the harmful rays emitted over time. That is why they must scan themselves to alert to possible over-exposure to X-rays.

 

It is not the Caribbean Sea. The printer of my work has been making art for a short time. Tomorrow should come the service technician

US Coast Guard Aviation Survival Technician Jon Kreske heading into the water for High Surf Ops training on a cold morning in Kodiak, Alaska.

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Photographed for The Red Bulletin.

These CAW Local 2301 power line technicians are working on one of the transmission towers that bring power from the Alcan generating station at Kemano across the mountains to the smelter at Kitimat. The harbour and smelter can be seen in the background with the mountains rising behind them.

 

Photo courtesy CAW Local 2301.

The camera store technician shows me the new Ef-D focusing screen for my EOS 60D. It actually took about over a month to arrive from Japan as this accessory was not a fast moving item. Pardon the pun. :-)

 

This shot is one from my 2015 archives that I have only gotten around to edit and upload to Flickr.

 

Updates: Unfortunately I had badly scratched this very delicate piece of optical grade plastic while on holiday in Muscat, Oman in Feb 2020. At the hotel room, I attempted to clean it with a piece of lens tissue paper when initial efforts to blow some dust specks with a "rocket" air blower failed.

 

One thing led to another and I made things worse by removing this replaceable focusing screen, frantically trying to undo the mistakes I've done. While my camera's images were totally unaffected, it sure took out the joy of taking pictures with scratches and multiple dirt specks in the viewfinder.

 

Fortunately the camera's delicate (and costly) reflex mirrors were unscathed, despite my clumsy attempts at removing this Ef-D grid screen. I managed to have the Canon repair center back home put back my original factory fitted focusing screen (Ef-A) for just RM50 (US$12) in workmanship fees.

 

I could have sent my 60D to the local Canon service center in Muscat, but it would have been at least five times as expensive and there's also the language barrier, since I could hardly speak Arabic language other than common greetings and phrases.

 

Painful lesson learned: Never, ever physically touch your dSLR's focusing screen! Even if you can't stand the sight of stubborn dust specks in the viewfinder, bear with them until you have your viewfinder professionally cleaned for a small fee.

 

this person makes a living from repairing car airconditioning and other electrical issues with your car. in his shop are surplus spare parts needed to put your car airconditioning and electrical components back to order. i had mine fixed several years ago and still working for less than half the price. not bad!

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