Chores have taken over my life. That's my excuse for not updating my own thread for a week. My calendar is on the computers but I live by one or both of Liane's paper ones (one in the kitchen and the other in the mistress bath). My other calendar is the pill box. I have two 7-day pill boxes that I fill every other Tuesday (some time back I forgot to take my pills on two very separate occasions). Having to refill those containers reminds me to check the chlorine tablets in the pool's dispenser (and check the pressure on the filter).
We wear battery powered watches so every once in a while I have to replace them. A decade or so back I bought a Seiko Solar watch and thought half my battery changing days were behind me. I bought the first one in Costco for about $99. When the crystal and band got really scratched up I bought a used one in much better condition for $42.79 on eBay and two years later bought a third for $47.50. Original on the left, third in the middle and second on the right.

Turns out those solar watches charge a capacitor, which lasts 10 or 20 years (first one lasted 15) and all the two I bought needed was a new capacitor. The capacitor is way more expensive than a regular watch battery at $21. In addition, the capacitor has a tab held in place by a screw, which has to be removed to get the capacitor out. It's a tiny tiny screw and it's slotted so a challenge to remove and replace. At least it's a challenge to replace.

I have done it successfully twice in the past so I hoped this time would be a repeat performance. I mean it's a slotted screw.

Turns out the screw isn't stainless steel so it came out and stuck to the lightly magnetized S2 1:0 bit from my ORIA bit set. I have smaller size screwdrivers in the watch repair kit but they aren't magnetized.

That ORIA set of bits has gotten me through a whole bunch of electronics repairs and for $15 has earned its price many times over.
You would think I could do this job again with no problem. Well, keeping that big flat head slotted screw lined up was a giant pain. The screw kept walking around the point of the bit. I got it real close but it would flip every time.

Eventually I managed to flick the screw off the end of the screwdriver and I heard that horrible sound of something tiny bouncing around on the rubber mat under my feet. Spent way too much time looking for it with magnets and lying on the floor with an LED light shining across the rubber surface and placed an order for two new screws.
Battery powered watches are looking a lot more attractive right now. The Timex on my wrist is still ticking along just fine.
Back in the day, I used to rent a trailer from the local U-Haul place in Baldwin. That guy (Big John). Was a real wheeler-dealer. We got along great. He once tasked me to take one of his car-haulers home and sandblast it with a fresh repaint. It was a former U-Haul trailer that he bought. I agreed.... What a task it was!!. I bought 4200 lbs of sand for the sandblaster, but swept up every bit of sand that ended up on the trailer floor. Put the gathered sand through a fine screen and re-used every bit I could. So I don't know how much sand I actually ended up using. My compressors weren't all that big so I mounted (4) compressors on a 2x12 and ran them all with a (10) HP motor. Quite the task. That paint was really stuck on the trailer. My payment for doing that was that he gave me a set of wheel alignment ramps. Mostly a set of I-beams that were car length, a lowered spot toward one end for pans, but no turntables... I never did set up the ramps or buy turntables, but my idea was good... Ha. Once I had the ramps and the pans, I started thinking I didn't want to set up the ramps for an alignment, then move them outside to get the tractor back in. It just wasn't going to work with both. So I never did set them up. My floor was flat enough I think I could've bought turntables and put blocks of wood under the back tires to match height. Turntables aren't exactly cheap for a once in a while alignment, so I didn't buy any. But that's all smoke in the downwind nowadays, so it's probably good that I didn't buy turntables.
Rick, I think the wheel alignment ramps, especially without any turntables, was a really good deal for a blast and paint job on that trailer. My total annual driving spread across three vehicles is less than 1,000 miles in a year. Even if the alignment machine took up no valuable garage space, I would have to spend hours re-learning it for an alignment each and every time. My crystal clear memories of things I did 70 years ago is matched by my complete inability to remember what I did yesterday.
Look on the bright side! No head gasket problems! Also, I bet the crankcase stays in the car while you lift the engine block part up off of it, so that's not so bad, either. What's probably hard is finding the machinist with tools to do the job at that depth.
Similarly, I learned this week that if you have a Citroen 2CV, your local tire shop won't be able to spin balance your wheel/tire. See pic of wheel below!
That's the thumbnail for a video I watched the other day, and yep, balance beads cured his 2CV's vibrations. The horrible noise of the engine straining and wind remained, of course.
@Squankum, I used some bad language removing the cast iron cylinder head from the Vega's aluminum block to replace the head gasket on a 4-year old car. Removing the engine from the car, removing everything from the bottom end and then using the wonky spring compressor that worked like a weird Vicegrip plier would have turned me into a mumbling idiot. My first spring compressor, to replace a couple of bent valves, still visits me in my nightmares.

The Citroën 2CV (Deux Chaveaux or Two Horscpower) was so revolutionary they probably never considered balancing the tires. It was shod with Michelin's first radial tires and its body had swappable doors -- you could replace a right front door with a left rear one so all four doors were mirror identical with the opposite corner. I did a quick Google and it turns out even the DS had such a small hole in the center of the wheel that I doubt any of the '55 to '75 wheels could be balanced on a standard US tire balancing machine.
Modern day DIY turntables: contractor garbage bags with a bunch of talcum powder in them.
You had me with stings but garbage bags filled with anything has sent me into a feverish dream.
Turntables allow you to turn the wheels about 30° or so in each direction to check caster? I think? (I've never done that) You can also pull a pin and they are somewhat free-floating. The turntables have degree marks on them. I didn't know you could use talcum powder for alignments. I would guess that you would have a starting thickness to the powder, then as you adjust things, the tires sink downwards, every time the tires move. Not saying that's wrong, just trying to understand the process as a whole.
Rick, I get the idea of the talcum powder inside a really durable bag but without the degree markings I wouldn't have any frame of reference to make adjustments from.
Bob, there's a whole lot of AMEN in this....
Gil, I am yelling at kids who aren't anywhere near my lawn. There's a generation that grew up entitled -- participation awards, useless education majors and a belief their parents were right about how special they are. No need to work, just become famous. No need to take care of stuff, someone will gift you a new one. When all else fails they'll sue for failure to praise them highly enough when they do the bare minimum. "Are you telling me you expect me to work the whole summer as well?"
Joel, our son is a TV junkie just like his mother but he has raised seven children who all do actual work. The smartest girl went and got a masters in early childhood development and became a teacher. It was her dream job until an 'active shooter' event put her in a tiny closet with her whole class of 6 year olds. The insanity of trying to keep those kids calm and quiet forced her to submit her resignation. She continues in the education field but preparing tailored teaching programs for school systems. Some of the rest are in the family construction business while others are in the military: our 6 foot 6 inch grandson works in a US Navy psychiatric ward and his wife is in the Air Force. They know me well enough to put their phones down so I can see their faces rather than just the top of their heads.
Bob:
I quit doing oil changes on my truck when the "free" oil changes that came with the new ones verified that I was getting lazy. The problem I have now is the flying monkeys won't leave my tires alone. I pay attention to the TPMS and spend time making sure they are all the same (gotta save the spider gears in those diffs, ya know). I've pointed out that 2 or 3 pounds different side to side and/or front to back is an offense (whipping with a dipstick?). Every time I take it in for a LOF, I tell 'em to leave the tires alone. One of the orangutans (service writer) admitted to knowing that more than one tire gauge was in use and one of them was "about 4 pounds off". The insanity on my part is going back to the same (Chevy dealer) and expecting different results.
Gerry, I quit buying new vehicles in the US in 1971 and only bought a new car in Australia because I lacked the tools to repair our only enclosed form of transportation (Liane chose bicycle bus and train travel rather than learning to drive on the other side of the road). Only one of our current vehicles has TPMS sensors so tire pressure checking is one of my simple checks, especially when the temperature changes (from 70° to 90°) or we're taking a trip involving more than three miles on the local roads. I tend to run my tires a little higher with the rubber bands on the Cadillac running 36psi and the Corvette and PT Cruiser at 34 psi. It might cause some increased wear on the center of the tire but a panic avoidance maneuver feels more secure with a little higher pressure.
When we returned from Australia in 1991 I bought a 1989 Chrysler LeBaron convertible for Liane and it still had a transferrable warranty so I paid the reasonable amount to extend it. Less than a year later the dashboard died and it was a $700 repair I didn't have to do or pay for. It wasn't enough to make me long for another new vehicle. My car buying program involves making payments first (hopefully with some growth) and then taking a check for the amount I want to pay filled out. It only lacks the payee name and my signature. Amazing how a used car dealership can adjust their asking price to match my check (I leave the checkbook at home).
My car is old and does not go to the dealer for service. But I have found that almost without fail mechanics want to put at least 35 psi into tires. My latest regular shop has finally learned that my tires are 32 all round. And their gauges appear to match mine.
Andrew, I am not familiar with these "mechanics" you speak of. The places I've been to only have Kay's "flying monkees" holding tools. Aside from their screeching, the only sound they make is from a giant air impact. For heaven's sake it's a valve cap!
After the last tire change, I checked it over as I always do. The left side tires were at 36 psi while the right side were at 32 psi. The lug nut torque varied side-to-side as well. Makes me want to go back to doing my own.
Lou Manglass
Lou, you fail to recognize the skills of these 'flying monkees.' They can tell from the sound of the air going into a tire exactly how much pressure is in it. The gauge is just a guess. Same with the torque -- that giant impact makes a special sound when the lugnut is tightented to the proper number. Why would you trust a manual wrench that clicks or beeps?
If you have to recheck the work that you paid "supposed" professionals to do, you might as well do it yourself. That's my motto!
Dan, I'm with you. Why pay someone else to screw things up when I can do it myself for free.
...and I do, except for tires. I have changed hundreds, maybe thousands, of tires during the time I actively turned wrenches for a living (60's - 80's). I gave up changing my own a few years ago when my equipment became obsolete and unable to be adapted to modern tire sizes and rim configurations. It has also become a problem to get rid of the used tires. Now I just re-check the work before I go rolling off. Often, I just bring in the wheels and tires for mount and balance. I recently purchased a brand-new car and the tire pressures were all 5 psi high. I assume shops do this so when drivers go 5000+ miles without checking their tires, the tires will not lose enough air to go dangerously low.
Lou
Lou, I also brought the wheels and tires to the shop so I wouldn't have to listen to the lectures on how many of those nearly new parts on my car were dangerously worn out and needed immediate replacement. Not agreeing to the repairs was like rejecting the offer from a life insurance salesman to save my family from misery and death.
I suspect shops put higher pressures in tires so the customer will return with complaints about the rough ride, concluding with some thorough cleaning of the suspension components and replacement of the near new shock absorbers. "While I have your wheels off, would you like me to replace your calipers, rotors and pads?" "You can never be too careful."