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A read about Ghost Raptor, but really more about the layout of the venue and how things are done. They keep the lithium batteries in a separate tent, and other stuff about the show.

Several lessons for this evening: In two matches, no good deed went unpunished. I will starve before I spend five cents for a certain Cheese and Pepperoni Pizza. At least six times in two hours is an insult to viewers. When you make a decent looking older contestant put on a faux mohawk hair mass, maybe your values and mine no longer coincide Too many bots are just variations on the same theme.

In some parts of the USA, the phrase "Good job" is used to reward the less-than-full-speed folks who barely and seldom complete a task, but tried. As in started putting silverware away but got distracted. Used for folks for whom a partial accomplishment is all that they can do, and for them it's a "good job".

Who was it that commented about the fighting floor that there were" more corners to get trapped in"? Was that why the raised platform was added? Or an unintended consequence?

But did it matter? The bot marooned up there had been upended a number of times down on the flat. It was a goner for a least a minute before the other bot got it up there. I do see that the corners increase by 50% where a bot can be trapped by a stronger bot. Something else re the judges: They are covid-distance apart, but that also means they have less opportunity to influence each other. This year the phrase "primary weapon" hasn't been used. So damage isn't limited to the mayhem done by one part of the bot. That would have changed outcomes in some previous years where the primary was out but the body of the bot was still fighting.

Is the slot of "pretty woman with a brain asking good questions" gone for good? Will anybody use the raised platform after the ?? single use the first episode.?

They called it Battlebots: Bounty Hunter. The bots from previous seasons (and maybe some from this season) are competing in the usual way, Their objective is to go against the more original Bronco for a cash prize of twenty thousand dollars (I might have the number wrong,) There may be additional competitions against other pr4eviously awesome bots. I was a bit confused when the two hour show ended and suddenly we were in a competition where I recognized the bots but their staff were older (and Chomp's was pregnant) (The walking chomp from ?two seasons ago as chomp didn't compete last year, IIRC.

Three hours, though, was almost an overload. Does anyone know what substances caught fire, and stayed burning? And how hot the flames were? The intentional burns happening at the same time as their opponents unintentional burns made it hard to see what was happening. I wish they'd put the third hour on a different night, because I found it confusing that some of those bots had fought two hours earlier.

Is there an alternative source to Discovery +?

I don't want Cathy Bates to play Vera. Nothing against Cathy, but Vera is a British show set in the northern part of Britain and it's brilliant in itself. (She will always be his biggest fan. Full stop.) Let Hollywood make new shows rather than messing with British jewels. So Hollywood gets the challenge of finding new material.....they're adults, let them work for their salaries. Two recent remakes were well done but didn't need to be made. When one of them chose to copy and then (because of Spacey's disgrace) had to go off on a tangent- it lost in the translation from the original cynical sarcastic ending that felt just right to me. Or, in a century will we have as many talents playing Vera as have played Sherlock Holmes? Or will they opt, instead, for a version of Murder on the Orient Express?

A summary of Dr. Tolin's publications, mostly for the general public. It mentions more than 100 scientific papers. If I can find the Amazon Scholar link to those, I'll post it

The lack of running water would have been a block, unless her address was given as her daughter's house. I thought the Grandchildren's hugging their Mother was the only real thing I saw, that and the Daughter's take on the whole mess. Was Martha heavily medicated? we'll never know. Was Martha living off her parents' income - if so, no way was she letting them move elsewhere. Martha's compliance, Martha's 'whatever you say/want/think' just rang totally false to me. Especially the hypothetically tossed out money. It's over and feels the same as when a self invited house guest overstayed a three day visit by four days. It's good when it stops, and better forgotten.

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I think the word for the evening is Condescending. And to honor that word, I'll award really tacky paper badges for condescending actions to Robin and Dorothy. Whoever edited this episode has my deepest condolences. I don't know what they hoped to show or what they had to work with, but they sort of got an arc out of it although (to me) most of it didn't make sense time line wise or content wise.

I did not fall asleep during the second hour. But I'm darned if I can tell why, all of a sudden, things started leaving the property. The finished property was so very, very different from most efforts: the rooms looked as if they could be lived in with enough but not too much furniture, with wall decorations, etc. The master bedroom was good, the other two were ghastly crowded but that is a reality in a lot of more recent houses. Where she lived is a lovely part of the world, with Asheville just down the road. Why would she want to move closer to her Father?

OK, guys, let's talk about calling someone to do the jobs we don't want to do. The workers we bring in, for the most part, aren't any smarter than we are. My husband and I reroofed our old farm house, he did the rewiring, we did the sheetrock, we installed the solid wood flooring, I did a huge amount of the painting and varnishing the wood floors. (We moved the bathrooms, etc. because in our county we could without permits.) This was something we taught ourselves. We both had office jobs in the oil industry. But we figured we could retire early if we did things ourselves. For the plumbing, go to your library and borrow a how to book. Readers Digest made a great one (I had one before we got married and so did my husband.) check u-tubes on plumbing repair. Being able to do things for yourself is more empowering than you can imagine, until you do "it" the first time. With the hoarders, they seem to get power from imposing on the people who love them. They play the "poor pitiful me" card to the max. When you have the power to replace the cords in a venetian blind, to use duct tape to force stop a pesky leak before you have the time to get the right tools to take that pipe apart, to open a cardboard box, to repair a rip in a sheet that is otherwise usable, then you and I have the power to make our own decisions. To rule our roosts.

Short of tying Carl to a bed in a home or forcibly medicating him into docility, there's not much that can be done. Put him in a safer place, unmedicated, and he'll walk home to where his history is. Carl wants what Carl wants and the rest of us don't count with Carl. Lots of arguments can be made about the rights of a person to live as he chooses versus what his community expects of him, about can mental illnesses be cured and what is cured, and is changing someone to conform a cure or an imposition. Someone I know from that part of Florida died in a fire in his home and the Firemen couldn't get into the house because of all his belongings. He was a lot younger than Carl, and my friend chose his life. When I watched Carl, I thought of my friend and had a whole lot of "What if's" that have no answers.

"Just had" may be an exaggeration. Getting as upset as he did would have made a mess if the surgery hadn't totally healed. If anything, the two hours were an argument to check out the neighbors thoroughly before you buy. Thankfully they didn't show the hazmat cleanup of that bathroom. Nor did they follow up on the mention of termites in the middle of the house. Nor on his kissing his fingers and then kissing a book and a wall. Sad example of a life barely experienced.

Who found Skippy on the floor? It wasn't his roommate who said he only found out later that Skippy had collapsed and was taken to the hospital. From what I heard Skippy was not the one who called for help. Someone ELSE cared enough about Skippy to check on him, to come inside and search for the man who had collapsed. Whose significant other was elsewhere for long enough that someone came in to check on Skippy's health.

That might be really hard to live with. Something strange: From my short search, it reads as if Skip is still the owner of record of the property. Which may bring up a question of who inherited the property, if there was no will?

I was frustrated watching this one. Too much stuff. All that "art work". When Paul was pointing where it should go, I thought he didn't need to touch any of it because I doubted than he remembered more than a percent of it. Also, how did he get that Palms painting to his house much less into it without several people helping him? I just stopped caring about him. Sort of like Dr. Z disappearing.

Going back to when Torres was brought into the team, at that time Torres had been undercover for , was it ?, a decade. Of all the people he was exposed to, Gibbs had the similar totally-wrapped-up-in-the-job kind of background. NOTHING but the job. And both of them just didn't have anything else of the living breathing persuasion (Wooden boats don't count unless they have termites.) (And from experience I can tell you that wooden boats don't love you back.) Torres knew that he had more to learn from Gibbs, but that Gibbs didn't treat him as a team member.

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Yuppers. So glad to see Minotaur back, but didn't recognize my favorites in that crew. Rusty looks to have below lower and meaner and that's good. No Chomp? I really wanted that crew to make the first almost totally automated bot. What I didn't expect: so many points of weakness: I call them exposed wheels. Even Tombstone has the same two totally exposed wheels. The one with tractor treads also is depending on something invisible to protect them. One break in either tread and that bot will go in circles. Likewise the bots that have only two wheels. With four, there're better odds to keep moving.

I watched it slowly tonight, all of it. I'm not sure what I think of Tiffany. First, did she read any of the books or magazines? It's unlikely as she couldn't reach, lift, extract more than the top two or three from any of the piles. I'd almost call Tiffany a painting that only exists as a charcoal sketch. For someone who collected paints, acryllics, pastels and watercolors, I didn't see a single piece of art work (good, bad or indifferent) that she had done. Did she only collect and not do which would be an extension of collecting books and not reading them. There are two things that were mentioned in passing. The sisters' parents only died two years ago. Tiffany could not bring that amount of stuff into that house in a bit less than two years. How much was hers? Physically, there was stuff there that a small person who apparently didn't drive could not have carried home from a shop or estate sale or anywhere more than a block away. Which brings up the second giraffe in the room question; How the heck did those tall piles of stuff grow upwards all the way to the ceiling? I didn't see any ladders. (I am a bit of five feet tall and I KNOW how many shelves I can't reach, even shelves in the grocery stores that I can't reach) Tiffany had books that were six inches below the presumed eight foot high ceiling. How did the books get up there? All the many, many books way above where she could reach. Were her parents the ones who built the towering masses of books? Dangerous towers of books. And how could Becky and her husband tolerate the trashing out by Tiffany of her bedroom? Their house= their rules. The daughter/niece was tolerating the lumps of clothes which is not good for her long range attitudes. To me, it was superficially a good outcome. But I think it may have been an incomplete story. A final downer thought: these stories have introduced us to many, many family members who are damaged by blood relatives. I wish we could have follow up interviews with them and could hear how their lives were better. But I would not want such a show to exist because I think the folks on the sides have suffered enough and maybe their privacy is all they have left. I can only wish them well from a distance.