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I’m so glad we had the industrial revolution and automation of repetitive jobs such as this. It’s fascinating to watch but I could never do it day in and day out.

Me, fixing breakfast in the morning.

When I see machinery like this, I next think about the clean up afterward.

That’s what I think, too, Skandia. I’d hate to be the one that has to clean those food processing machines. I hate cleaning in general, though.

Be nice to give them a stool. Standing all day like that can be pretty back ache-y

Let me see here:

The rain was predicted for later in the afternoon, so I didn’t dress for it…

Tell us again what country do you live in and how long have you been there, please, and you were surprised when it rained?

Seriously, isn’t the weather notoriously difficult to forecast in England?

https://www.theguardian.com/uk/2011/sep/03/uk-weather-defies-prediction-forecasters

I guess I’m just one of those pessimists and you’re one of those optimistic Weasels….

At our supermarkets we have only “Large”, “Extra Large” and occasionally “Jumbo” eggs.

I was wondering why we never get “Small” or “Medium”, I guess they wind up in machines like this!

Got my first chance to become part of “the new machine” yesterday as (one of) our local McDonald’s has embraced using the customer as an employee by making them order via touch screen to select their meal.

Mrs Durned pointed out ‘other people’ were touching the screen and one didn’t know where their fingers had been, did one.

Then it was clear that they’ve redefined the meaning of ‘fast food’ with this new system.
Thank Gawd we have automation to do the prep faster so the delivery can be slow!

Meanwhile in LA, chickens in the news!

@Durnedyankee – I share your concern about touch screen cleanliness. My tax guy’s give-away ballpoint pens are those that have the rubbery stylus tip. They’ve worked just fine on all the touch screens I’ve tried ’em on. I imagine they’re for sale, and it’s certainly a nice thing to have clipped in your pocket for such occasions.

My house is quiet once again; I can hear the ticking of four clocks in four different rooms. My son, his wife, two daughters, and their family dog have gone, after being here for a week. The two daughters are ages 15 and 5, and the younger BELIEVES she can do anything the older one can. The older is by turns sulky and sensational, and the younger is a non-stop light, motion, and sound show. I am happy, contented, and oh so tired. And yesterday was my 48th wedding anniversary 🙂

Happy New Year, Y’all.

48th! Wow! Congrats Deborah!

Congratulations, Deborah! Magnificent.