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How to get ABS glue off an acrylic tub

My contractor is just prepping to install my brand new, beautiful acrylic tub. Not sure quite how it happened but he called me in asking about comet or a green scrubby sponge. “That’s not safe for Acrylic, is it?” He said, “It’s an emergency… this stuff is already drying!” Alas! Several drips of black abs glue were marring the surface of my new bathtub.
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Delayed Reaction

I don’t know whether it’s a talent or a curse. Probably a bit of both. But my emotions — especially strong ones — tend to lag significantly behind reality.

I’m not easily shocked or disgusted. I’m often able to diffuse difficult arguments. I take a terribly long time to fall in and out of love. And today I got to enjoy some delayed social anxiety, though in this case I’ve had plenty of anxiety beforehand as well.

About a week ago I was discussing Net Neutrality on our city’s Facebook page, urging folks there to get in touch with our congressman to see if he could help any initiatives along. He reached out and asked if I’d be willing to organize a meeting to discuss the issues. That happened today. It went well enough, I think. Everyone who went with an open mind likely learned something helpful. I’m grateful John Curtis was willing to talk with us and especially that he seems quite willing to listen. We’re going to talk more.

After everyone had left, I had dinner with a few friends. And as soon as all but one had left, my face started to heat up as my brain overwhelmed me with reminders of every little thing I may have said or done that could have been seen as weird or contrary. “Things everyone else has already forgotten?” my friend asked. He has a point. And amazingly that calmed me on the spot.

Lines

I noticed my first real, deep wrinkle before I turned 30. It streaked across my forehead, a rogue disclosure of the pain I was trying so hard to hide back then. Two more wrinkles—perpendicular to the first—developed in just a few turbulent months in 2014.  I don’t furrow my brow much anymore, and certainly don’t feel as sad these days, but the lines are still there in spite of every effort I’ve been told I should make to get rid of them.

I’m noticing some new lines now: laugh lines around my eyes, and some little crinkles around my mouth from too much time spent smiling to myself.  You know what? I think I’ll keep these. I’ve earned them.

“How much of our youth do we squander worrying about not being young any more?”
Ashton Applewhite, The New York Times

Literal Piano Man

A computer parsing voice and instruments into a single midi track. It sounds really terrible, but hang in there to see if you can hear the “vocals” — who would have thought you’d ever hear a piano “singing” Piano Man? Fascinatingly freaky.

HT to my son for finding this. Some families have different definitions of quality time. For us today, it’s flopping on the couch with our laptops & sharing what we find. ❤