Re: My activities for the month of stardate 20179 are/is
Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2025 1:31 am
Same status,
Ok, UPS dropped the watch off. And yes, they just mailed it back with an invoice of $0 saying no parts
And shipped. I'll be doing farm work on Saturday. I'll just leave in the sun to charge then mess with it later in the evening or something
There's quite a bit of "tech" in their watches. Their first radio model in 1993 wasn't so hot:NinjaPoodle wrote: ↑Tue Apr 15, 2025 8:38 pm![]()
That's a perfect watch to feed the autism. Who the hell makes watches like that, in a day with heaps of technology.
You should take your wife on a date and talk about these things with her.Smucky wrote: ↑Wed Apr 16, 2025 4:17 pmThere's quite a bit of "tech" in their watches. Their first radio model in 1993 wasn't so hot:NinjaPoodle wrote: ↑Tue Apr 15, 2025 8:38 pm![]()
That's a perfect watch to feed the autism. Who the hell makes watches like that, in a day with heaps of technology.
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But their antennas improved over time:
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The other interesting thing, in a normal clock/watch, all of the hands, minute, hour, second, etc and geared together. For a radio controlled clock, this would not work. Obviously since it can set it self, a motor is involved. Special stepper motors that can be commanded to an exact position. And for speed's sake, there are normally two. Looks like there is a separate motor on the hour hand and one for a combined minute and second had. How they fit those in a watch, I have no idea. Kind of want to take it apart and look![]()
I'd rather get her on the bed and see what makes her tick.NinjaPoodle wrote: ↑Wed Apr 16, 2025 4:54 pmYou should take your wife on a date and talk about these things with her.Smucky wrote: ↑Wed Apr 16, 2025 4:17 pmThere's quite a bit of "tech" in their watches. Their first radio model in 1993 wasn't so hot:NinjaPoodle wrote: ↑Tue Apr 15, 2025 8:38 pm
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That's a perfect watch to feed the autism. Who the hell makes watches like that, in a day with heaps of technology.
vkwg8r8k0qbc1.jpg
But their antennas improved over time:
watch4.jpg
The other interesting thing, in a normal clock/watch, all of the hands, minute, hour, second, etc and geared together. For a radio controlled clock, this would not work. Obviously since it can set it self, a motor is involved. Special stepper motors that can be commanded to an exact position. And for speed's sake, there are normally two. Looks like there is a separate motor on the hour hand and one for a combined minute and second had. How they fit those in a watch, I have no idea. Kind of want to take it apart and look![]()
Even Elizabeth laughed. We gathered at the front of the room and gaped at the drawings. Every boy had a penis, of course, and no two penises were exactly alike. Some were long and thin, some were short and thick. Small and thick, long and thick, circumcised, uncircumcised, big testicles, small testicles … Some of the boys had no hair on their bodies at all, and some had hair all over their backs and abdomens. Some of the boys, in fact, had puffy breasts that almost looked like a girl’s. Skinny legs, thick legs, bowlegs, short legs … I don’t think any of us realized that boys were so different under their jeans.
“Now,” said the nurse. Smiling mysteriously, she went over to the door and pulled down the shade. “Are you ready?”
We looked at her uneasily. She went to the front of the room and unfastened the long poster of the naked boys, and this time we began to squirm and shriek, because there, underneath, was a long poster of naked girls, front and back. Not just naked, either. Some were bending over, some were sitting with their legs apart, some were standing.
Elizabeth, her face red with embarrassment, half rose from her seat as though to leave the room, but the nurse, laughing, stopped her.
“Right now,” she said, “I think all of us are squirming a bit. In a way, we’d all like to leave this room, because these are parts of female bodies you just don’t see without making a special effort. From the time they are babies, boys can examine themselves and look at each other and see immediately what they’ve got. But did you know, girls, that some women get married, have babies, and become grandmothers, even, and they never know what they really look like down there?”
Just as Dad had said, there was an oval mirror with a blue handle beneath his pajamas in the bottom drawer. I carefully lifted it out and studied the white flowers painted on the back. I smiled to myself, wondering if Mom had ever used the mirror for self-inspection.
I went back in my bedroom and locked the door. I couldn’t help laughing, though, because it still seemed a little embarrassing, even though I was the only one there. I peeled off my jeans and underpants, then lay back on the bed with the mirror propped between my knees, and a couple of pillows under my head.
It took a little adjusting and probing to see anything, but sure enough, there was my labia majora and, peeking out from between the lips, the labia minora. I pulled the lips apart and found the little pea-sized clitoris, so sensitive I could hardly touch it. I found my vagina all right, and maybe the hymen, and of course I recognized my anus, though I’m sure I never saw it before. What a weird feeling to think you were being introduced to parts of yourself you’d had for fourteen years and never yet laid eyes on. The urethra was the most difficult of all to find, but I think I even got that straight. The big surprise, though, was a light brown irregular shaped birthmark on my skin just to the left of my vulva.
Well, I said to my privates, Nice to meet you. I laughed again and thought how the nurse would have smiled, too, if she were here. I’ll bet Pamela had already studied herself, inside and out. Elizabeth? I don’t think so, but sometimes she’ll surprise you.
I dressed, put the mirror back in Dad’s drawer, and went downstairs. Dad and Lester had decided to make pesto sauce, and Les was heating the water to boil pasta. Neither of them looked at me when I came in and sat on the edge of the table, and I could swear I saw them blush.
“I just discovered the most amazing thing,” I said.
“You’re a hermaphrodite?” said Lester.
“What?”
“Half male, half female?”
“There are such people?” I asked, astonished.
“Sometimes nature makes a mistake, Al, but surgery can do wonderful things now,” Dad told me. “So what did you discover about yourself?”
“I just discovered a birthmark I didn’t know I had.”
He was blushing a little. I had actually made my father blush. “Uh-huh,” he said, and went on stirring.
“It’s right beside my vulva on the left,” I announced.
“Will you stop?” said Lester.
But Dad said, “Sort of a butterfly shape?”
Now I was blushing. “How did you know?”