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Thursday, October 18, 2012

motorcycle jacket (accordion) gusset

Okay, I'm going to try and explain what I call the "accordion gusset", which is used on the back armscye of motorcycle jackets to allow the riders arms to move freely in a forward direction, which as you can imagine is vital...

Now obviously this sketch is not to any particular scale, and (if your pattern does not have these gussets as drafted pieces) you might want to do some experimental mockups to determine the best width to allow your arm to move freely. This will not affect the armsceye seam or your sleeve, just the back of the jacket. If you have a back yoke, the gusset will need to rise as far as the shoulder seam.

There are two layers to the gusset, which is stitched together to form a kind of accordion pleat between the back and the sleeve. In leather, to make sewing the shoulder and side seam less difficult and lumpy, the under-layer of the gusset (which attaches to the sleeve) is cut wider than the upper-layer (which attaches to the back) and is offset by at least the width of the seam allowance (so as to not have several layered seams all needing to be stitched into one place). It can be offset more as a design element.

The edge/seam allowance/contour of the under gusset needs to be the same as the original armscye edge, with the other piece drafted to be further in towards the jacket body. I would probably sew the upper gusset to the back, turn and topstitch, then sew the under gusset to the upper gusset. From that point you can simply sew as usual, as the back of the jacket is now the same size as the original pattern.

I also used this concept for a wedding dress made for a friend, who wanted complete range of arm motion combined with a fitted set in sleeve. I did not offset the gusset at all, since the silk fabric was much thinner that riding leathers. By experimentation, we determined that extending the gusset under the arm, and gradually curving it away to nothing in the front armscye, would both leave the front of the bodice entirely undisturbed and allow her to move her arms freely both forward and directly overhead. When her arms were down, the gusset folded up neatly and unobtrusively.

This is a Useful Technique and is not often seen other than on riding leathers...

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Meat Monkey Blues

I know I have value
as precious as you,
but here on the table
that doesn't seem true.

The choices we're given
are damnably few;
Don't leave me here singing
the meat monkey blues...

You live as a doctor
and sworn to give care,
I live as an artist
with handicraft rare.

I lie on the table
with nethers stripped bare,
then treated so roughly
now does that seem fair?

The choices we're given
are damnably few,
Don't leave me here singing
the meat monkey blues...

Were our roles reversed sir,
your body in need,
respect would I offer
explaining each deed;

not touching you harshly,
uncaring you cry,
but thoughtful and careful
and do you know why?

The choices we're given
are damnably few,
I'd not leave you singing
the meat monkey blues.

For here on the table
or wide world around,
all beings are precious
wherever they're found.

Respect for each other
must never be lost,
when that is forsaken
we all bear the cost.

The choices we're given
are damnably few,
wish I was not singing
the meat monkey blues

The choices we're given
are damnably few,
don't leave me here singing
the meat monkey blues...

Monday, August 29, 2011

worst Dr Visit ever

Before my visit, I called the office of Dr D to inquire about what to expect, what tests would or might be done, and how long to allow for the appointment. The office was unable to answer these questions definitively.

I arrived early, accompanied by my sister, to allow for any necessary paperwork to be completed before my appointment. Once that was taken care of, I was shown into the exam room to wait for the doctor. Doctor D came into the room, with an unidentified observer and a nurse. He confirmed my name, did not introduce himself, his nurse or the observer, or ask my consent to have an observer present.

He took some of my history regarding the medical condition for which I was being seen that day. He then did a vaginal ultrasound and took a series of diagnostic images. At that point he told me that he saw a large endometrial polyp, and suggested that if a biopsy could be done in the office right then, that would help to determine the course of my future care, and would likely require only one future hospital procedure, rather than two. I was not given an explanation of what the biopsy process would entail, but agreed anyway, as it seemed expedient to avoid multiple hospitalizations.

Dr D then proceeded with the biopsy attempt. He was presumably aware that I am a post-menopausal woman who has never given birth. While he did mention that he might not be able to successfully complete the biopsy procedure, and that it might not be comfortable, in no way did that statement prepare me for the immediate insertion of first the speculum (which was not an issue) then the "stabilising clamp" (which was much more painful than what I would describe as "some discomfort), and thirdly the unsuccessful (and very painful attempt) to perform the biopsy. He then unsuccessfully attempted to dilate my cervix (which was extremely painful) At no time was I offered a chance to collect my composure and attempt to relax, or was I offered any kind of pain mitigating agent.

After it was apparent that the biopsy attempt was not going to work, he told me that he would have his office arrange for a referral for a diagnostic hysteroscopy and a D&C to be done in hospital under general anaesthesia, with the possibility that if the biopsy was malignant that I would then require an additional hospitalization for a hysterectomy.

I was not offered paper towels or anything else with which to clean myself after the procedure, perhaps a small detail, but it shows a disregard for the dignity and comfort of the woman on the table. (in all my years as an adult woman, I have never not been offered something with which to wipe away the remaining detritus from a pelvic exam)

I then said to Dr D "I have some questions about the hospital procedures that you are suggesting..." Dr D answered me with a detailed editorial comment about the singer and song that was then playing on the office PA system. I was quite shocked at the non-sequiter, and it left me with little confidence that the doctor was hearing me at all, or that his full attention was even on the current situation.

Given the totality of my initial experience with Dr D and the -------- Clinic, I am not willing for any of my future gynecologic care to take place with their practice. I am requesting a transfer of referral

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Monday, May 2, 2011

a Sunday excursion

first there is a mountain,
then there is no mountain,
then there is ...

melting snow creates myriad waterfalls

a dance of sunshine and water

the mountain shines clear


in shade and snow, the road ends

and we decide to turn back

and park under the power lines

once off the road, time to unpack

Bang! said Max