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| When I was little I was captivated by how huge that thing was. As I look at it now (05/31/2014 @1351) I'm reminded of the homemade barometer my dad kept on the top shelf to the right side. An impending change in pressure would cause colored water to ascend from one bottle into one that was inverted into the neck of the lower bottle. I don't know if there was anything to it or not but he depended on it so much even if he really wanted to go fishing he would not do it if the barometer didn't indicate the proper condition- we stayed at home and I moped. |
Monday, November 2, 2015
Buffet From My Mom's House My Sis And Bro In Law Had Restored
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Someday, I'm going to look up what barometric pressure is.
Until then, I blame it for headaches, bad hair days, and unclear thinking.
At the risk of sounding like my granny I only know that when the pressure drops- my rheumatism acts up.
Awesome sideboard!
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