is there something I can do to improve the radio reception?

A Power Distribution Unit, or PDU, is a device that disseminates electric power to various components. It takes high amperage and voltage, and breaks it down to smaller, useful levels. A PDU generally has an electrical input and several outputs for providing power to multiple devices. A Power Distribution Unit is used in applications where there is intensive usage of electricity, like in computer data centers, and, by disc jockeys, touring music bands, event managers, and large hotels.

A PDU has two conventional characteristics:

Configuration features:

Battery backup Remote control AC adapter spacing Twist lock plug On/off switch

Protection features:

Transient voltage surge suppressors Circuit breakers Fuse Thermal sensors Protection against radio frequency interference (RFI) and electromagnetic interference (EMI)

Important Breakthroughs

Important web-based technological breakthroughs have been made in the field of Power Distribution Units. A smart power strip has been developed for server cabinets. Its high flexibility makes it possible to measure and report the electricity usage accurately on each power circuit.

Intelligent and remote-controlled Power Distribution Units have also been developed. Such PDU network management systems have been developed today, that it does not matter where the devices are located. They might be located in a building, or spread over a campus, or situated around the world. A person using web-based enterprise PDU management system is able to access them all from the comfort of his office or data center.

Their simple design and concept makes them easy to use. Thus it makes it possible to:

Identify problems quickly React in an appropriately fast time to resolve the problem Troubleshoot Reboot Monitor power input currents, humidity, and temperature in the data center cabinet in real time Receive regular, updated and extensive reports Navigate and control the entire PDU system with ease Perform centralized logging of events Guidance to core problem areas through alarms and warnings

There are various companies who manufacture entire Power Distribution Unit and its related components. Some of them are:

PDU Basic Rack Cabinet PDU Dual Feed power rack PDU Remote Power Reboot PDU Metered Power Rack PDU 3-Phase Metering PDU Serial Console

When buying a Power Distribution Unit and its related elements, it is imperative to opt for a reliable company which has experience in this area. This will help in better maintenance of the system over a period of time.

I spent most of my life drunk, trying to get a drink or doing time for stuff that happened when drunk. That was then; I haven’t had a drink, or anything else, since 12/5/95! The drink is a metaphor for all the other stuff I did in my misspent youth, middle age, etc.!
I DON’T DRINK NO MORE
By WILLY 11/24/04 9:30 p.m. G-Harp, Key of D, Slow Shuffle
I started drinking as a child
Uncles gin and Camels was my style
I slept it off then; was too young to go wild!
I drank to get incoherent
The older I got wilder I went
I’d go to a bar with money leave without a cent!
(Spoken: And wonder who left the dents? In my car, head, etc.?)
(Chorus)
To me I’ll just have one drink today
Is like sayin, I’ll only stick it in half way!
When I start drinkin ain’t no way to stop
Which is how I got to know a few cops!
I got tired of being on the outside of open doors
And being wounded though I never been to war
All of this and more is why I don’t drink no more!
I now know that I can’t take even one sip
Some say you can’t teach a dog new tricks
I’ll bet ya the dog never woke up with a fat lip!
(Spoken: And not able to remember who or why it’s there!)
(Chorus)
To me I’ll just have one drink today
Is like sayin, I’ll only stick it in half way!
When I start drinkin ain’t no way to stop
Which is how I got to know a few cops!
At a bar I’d tell the tender; shut up and pour
I need a drink to relax just makes me snore
I drank to get drunk; but I don’t drink no more!!!…
@2004 Willy Senkiwsky
“The Blues are the roots, and the other music is the fruits.” One of Willie Dixon’s favorite sayings, from I Am the Blues by Willie Dixon with Don Snowden (DaCapo, 1989)
“Life is like music, it must be composed by ear, feeling and instinct, not by rule. Nevertheless one had better know the rules, for they sometimes guide in doubtful cases, though not often.” –Samuel Butler (1612-80), English poet, Author’
“Simple music is the hardest music to play and blues is simple music.” –Albert Collins
Willys cynical thought for the day;
Everybody keeps saying that women are smarter than men, but did you ever see
a man wearing a shirt that buttons down the freaking back?
You Know You’re a Drunkard When;
If a party runs out of booze, you sock the host and drink his nosebleed.
Your wife asks you to pick up a canned ham, and you show up with a case of Hamm’s in cans.
Interventions have become so frequent that you just leave the folding chairs set up in your living room.
The arresting officer tells you that you have the right to remain silent and you waive that right so you can finish singing Enter Sandman.
You know how to say “Where are my pants?” in seven languages.
You have a lot of respect for that 80-year-old guy at the end of the bar, but you know from experience that he’s a dirty fighter.
You go on week-long benders just so you’ll have a cool story to tell at your AA meetings.
You got in a fist fight with a wino over how long a bottle of Thunderbird should be allowed to “breathe”.
You’re willing to go on the wagon, so long as it’s heading for a bar.
You got pissed off when you forgot whatever you were drinking to forget.
You have so much alcohol in your system that your cabbie has to be HazMat certified.
If a wino jumped off a building, you’d bravely leap forward to break the fall of his bottle.
You install shag carpet because it’s easier to hang on to.
Embalming fluid would be an improvement.
Your last Breathalyzer reading was “No ******* Way.”
Distilleries fight over the billboard nearest to your place of residence.
The state has installed a Breathalyzer interlock device on your shoes.
You drew up a living will that states very clearly that you do not want the booze tube removed under any circumstances.
Your friends often substitute “Good night” with “Hey, you can’t sleep here.”
When you donate blood they store it in oak barrels.
You openly commit crimes just to learn new pruno recipes.
Your name is police code for Public Intoxication.
You’re fairly sure a letter to Dear Abby signed “Want to Leave the Bum, But Can’t” was written by your liver.
Your favorite drinking game is Do a Shot Every Time You Do a Shot.
Your idea of a seven-course meal is a six-pack and a pizza.
TV beer ads have started addressing you by name.
Someone offers you palm wine and you think they’re out of glassware.
You brush your teeth with bourbon. It hasn’t helped cut down on cavities, but who cares?
When a panhandler asks, “Can you give me a quarter for some beer?” you reply, “Okay, but I want to taste it first.”
You know heavy drinking makes you smarter because you can never remember doing anything stupid while blacked out.
You have a split personality-every time you meet someone with booze you want to split it with them.
You were so drunk at the office Xmas party that you kissed your own wife.
You’ve never been to Afghanistan or Pakistan, but you’re a frequent visitor to Imtoodrunktostan.
You become sexually aroused by the tapping of a keg.
You know you can use Jagermeister as cough syrup. And visa versa.
Your 86s are passed down to your grandchildren.
You have a sweet tooth for alcohol-in fact, your whole mouth likes it.
You spill so much booze at home your dog slurs his barks.
Your credit history is composed entirely of bar tabs.
When you get a cold you get a bottle of whiskey, do shots, and it’s gone – not the cold, the whiskey.
You’re always shaking hands, even when there’s no one else around.
Whenever you bend your elbow your mouth snaps open.
When your boss asks you to work overtime you demand time and a fifth.
You get held up almost every time you go home – in fact it’s the only way you can get home.
You’d be happy to go on the wagon if you could find one with a bar.
Your favorite bar is four blocks away – six blocks coming back.
When you order a hound for the rouse.
The Red Cross uses your blood to sterilize their instruments.
You’re half scotch, and your ancestors aren’t from Scotland.
You know how to handle your liquor – with both hands.
You hate the very sight of liquor, which is why you hide it in your stomach.
You can tell what bar you’re in by the bottoms of their tables.
A liter of scotch isn’t enough to invite a friend over for a drink.
Your first science fair project was a still.
You know most of the people in a bar and can’t remember one of their names.
Anyone who kisses you must legally wait half an hour to drive.
They have to mix your blood with tonic water before giving it to anyone.
You’ve filed assault charges against a coffee table.
When you’re out in the street, you are literally “out” in the street.
You think of drinking beer as “sobering up,”
You can say “Whiskey, please” in 34 languages, but can’t understand “Last call” in English.
Your liver takes sides against you during an intervention.
You know better than going near an open flame while you’re bleeding.
Your bed looks a helluva lot like a park bench, and your bedroom looks a helluva lot like a park.
You need a blood transfusion to legally enter a dry county.
Your flask is spring-loaded.
You judge cologne by its bouquet and finish.
Your liver is in the Federal Witness Protection Program.
You enjoy cooking with wine, and sometimes you even put it in the food.
You’ve only been drunk once in your life, and so far it’s lasted twenty-three years.
You liver has a restraining order on you.
You can tell the difference between a bottle of Jack and a bottle of Jim by the sound they make hitting the back of your head.
Alcoholism doesn’t run in your family-it takes its own sweet time.
You’ve been cut off during communion.
You wonder why they call it Southern Comfort when they know damn well there is nothing comfortable about being handcuffed in the back of a squad car.
Growing-up means buying better booze, getting older means getting used to the cheap stuff again.
You miss the old days when you were younger than the cop that finds you sleeping in a dumpster.
You were excited about the Olsen twins turning “legal” until you realized they still aren’t old enough to buy you a drink.
You resent it when people call you a raving alcoholic, because you’ve never been to a rave in your life.
You keep a bottle of liquor next to your bed so you can have breakfast in bed when you wake up.
You consider anything less than 80 proof a chaser.
You’ve eaten 87 packets of honey mustard because on the label it lists “white wine” as an ingredient.
You have convinced yourself that you’re not drinking alone so long as your friends Jack, Jim and Johnnie are over.
Your wardrobe is divided into Summer, Winter and Things You Woke Up Wearing. The third category includes a number of thongs.
Your BAC is measured in proof.
You measure time by drinks, as in: “Hold on a shot, the movie doesn’t start for another four bourbons.”
To you “Last call!” sounds just like “Please don’t leave! We love you and you’re charming wit!”
You don’t use cologne or aftershave because you have a moral objection to alcohol going anywhere but down your throat.
You’d exercise more but when you sweat it smells like booze and that makes you thirsty.
You always finish your drinks because there are sober people in China.
When you come home to find your house burglarized the first thing you check is your liquor cabinet.
You’ll join A.A. when they start serving cocktails at the meetings.
Your ATM is a Dumpster full of recyclable cans.
You’ll sleep through a train wreck, yet spring awake to the sound of a bottle top turning.
You can order a beer in 17 different languages but don’t know how to pronounce “Perrier.”
When a cop asks, “Have we been drinking?” you reply, “Do you really think I’d drink with the likes of you?”
You freak out when you wake up in your own bed.
You’d have passed the sobriety test if you hadn’t mistaken the Breathalyzer for a bugle.
Your waking thought is, “Wow, look at all the gum stuck to the bottom of the table.”
You got in trouble at work because your standard greeting is, “Hey, let’s do a shot!”
You cursed the St. Bernard who rescued you because he had the nerve to bring only one lousy liter of brandy.
You can hear someone whisper “free beer” from three blocks away.
You consider a bottle of cheap whiskey and two shot glasses a very romantic gift.
You hate it when men give you flowers because, hey-you can’t drink flowers.
You dream of the beautiful day when all races, religions, creeds and colors finally get it together and pitch in to buy you a case of decent scotch.
You show up to brewery tours wearing fins and a snorkel.
You tell your friends your dog’s name is “Time for a Beer Run” but you call him “Hurry Up.”
The tooth fairy left you shots of Rumpleminze.
You’ve convinced yourself your liver isn’t distended-it’s pregnant. With a new liver.
You play the same song 20 times in a row at top volume at three in the morning and are certain the neighbors don’t mind because, you know, it’s such a kick-*** song.
You think the porcelain hat looks good on you.
Your idea of karaoke is falling off the stage while yelling “Rock and roll!” into the microphone.
Your house is four times farther from the bar on the way back.
Your alarm clock is synchronized with the nearest liquor store’s opening time.
You have threatened to murder and marry the same person in the span of a single happy hour.
You are the answer to the question, “What kind of idiot pukes in a bidet?”
While in the drunk tank your friends tried to sneak you a fifth of Beam in a cake.
You’re personal trainer is a bartender.
You’ve known Jack Daniels so long you refer to him as John.
You watch Behind the Music and think “That’s really not that much alcohol.”
The bartender is in the weeds and you’re the only person in the bar.
You refuse to play Golden Tee because there is no beer cart girl.
Think box wine is great; eagerly awaiting box whiskey.
You get cut off in absentia.
You won’t rent an apartment that doesn’t have a bar and liquor store within two blocks.
You’re favorite cocktail is one quarter vodka, one quarter vodka, one half vodka and topped up with vodka.
You get angry when guys who can’t hold their liquor keep stepping on your fingers.
You get nervous when there are only three bottles of liquor left in your house.
You forget how pants work. http://www.total-knowledge.com/~willyblu…

The use of low voltage lighting systems has become increasingly popular over the past several years. Low voltage halogen and low voltage xenon lighting systems can be found in almost any setting – restaurants, hotels, bars, retail stores, museums, art galleries, offices, and the home. We have all seen these types of lighting systems in the form of cabinet lighting, cove lighting, landscape lighting, picture lights, regular track lighting, flexible track lighting (sometimes referred to as monorail lighting), cable lighting, and under cabinet lighting. Here are 15 things that you should know about these low voltage lighting systems.

1) Low Voltage A low voltage lighting system usually operates on 12 or 24 volts.

2) Transformer A transformer is generally used with low voltage lighting systems to “transform” the standard voltage that is normally available (usually 120 volts or 277 volts) to either 12 volts or 24 volts.

3) Type of Transformer The transformer used in a low voltage lighting system may be either electronic or magnetic.

4) Maximum Transformer Wattage The wattage rating of the transformer should always be equal to or greater than the total wattage of the lighting system. If an electronic transformer is used, then the maximum wattage of the lighting system may be equal to but not greater than the wattage rating of the electronic transformer. If a toroidal magnetic transformer is used, then the maximum wattage of the lighting system may be equal to but not greater than the wattage rating of the toroidal magnetic transformer. If, however, a conventional EI magnetic transformer is used, then the maximum wattage of the lighting system may be equal to but not greater than 80% of the wattage rating of the conventional EI magnetic transformer.

5) Minimum Transformer Wattage Transformers usually have a minimum wattage that they must power before they work. For example, it is not uncommon for 60-watt electronic transformer to require that there be at least 10 watts of lighting load and if there is only 5 watts of lighting load connected to this 60W electronic transformer, the lighting system will not work.

6) Electronic Transformers An electronic transformer is generally lighter in weight, smaller in size, cooler to operate, and quieter than a magnetic transformer. However, electronic transformers cannot provide more than 300 watts of power whereas some magnetic transformers can provide as much as 1200 watts of power.

7) Voltmeter Readings Because an electronic transformer provides its power at very high frequencies (usually greater than 20,000 Hertz) a standard voltmeter cannot be used to accurately measure the output voltage. Instead, a “true RMS” voltmeter must be used to measure the secondary voltage of an electronic transformer.

AC Electronic Transformer An AC (alternating current) electronic transformer should not be placed any farther than 10 feet from the lighting system. If it should be placed farther away than 10 feet from the lighting system, part or all of the lighting system will experience a lower voltage (known as voltage drop) and have dimmer lamps. Also, the longer the distance from the AC electronic transformer and the lighting system, the greater the chance that it might create radio frequency interference (RFI) with other electronic components in the area.

9) DC Electronic Transformer A DC (direct current) electronic transformer may be placed as far as 50 feet from the lighting system. The DC output significantly reduces radio frequency interference (RFI) and virtually eliminates the possibility of any voltage drop (the drop in voltage over a long circuit).

10) Toroidal Magnetic Transformer If a magnetic transformer is used to power a low voltage lighting system, a toroidal magnetic transformer should be considered. This type of magnetic transformer is more efficient, lighter in weight, smaller in size, cooler to operate, and quieter than a conventional EI magnetic transformer.

11) Wiring a Dimmer A low voltage lighting system can be dimmed whether it is powered by an electronic or a magnetic transformer. When using a dimmer with a low voltage lighting system the dimmer should always be installed so that it is controlling the line voltage side of the transformer, which is also called the primary side or the side connected to 120 volts or 277 volts.

12) Type of Dimmer The dimmer selected to control an electronic transformer should be specifically designed to control that type of transformer whereas a dimmer selected to control a magnetic transformer should be specifically designed to control that type of transformer.

13) Electrical Connections All of the electrical connections for a low voltage lighting system must be very tight and secure. If an electrical splice is not very tight and secure, the wires may arc, cause a great deal of heat, cause the entire lighting system to fail, and possibly become a fire hazard.

14) 24-Volt Lamps When using a 24-volt transformer make certain that the lamps are rated for 24 volts – not 12 volts. If 12-volt lamps are used with a 24-volt transformer the lamps will burn out immediately and possibly become a fire hazard.

15) Thicker Wires Low voltage lighting systems require thicker wires (lower gauge) since more electricity is being conducted by those wires. For example, a 300-watt lighting system operating at 12 volts uses 25 amps of electricity on the low-voltage side of the transformer whereas this same transformer may be powered by 120 volts and 2.5 amps of electricity on the line voltage side of the transformer.

For more information about low voltage light fixtures, low voltage light bulbs, and low voltage transformers, be sure to visit PegasusAssociates.com

I spent most of my life drunk, trying to get a drink or doing time for stuff that happened when drunk. That was then; I haven’t had a drink, or anything else, since 12/5/95! The drink is a metaphor for all the other stuff I did in my misspent youth, middle age, etc.!
I DON’T DRINK NO MORE
By WILLY 11/24/04 9:30 p.m. G-Harp, Key of D, Slow Shuffle
I started drinking as a child
Uncles gin and Camels was my style
I slept it off then; was too young to go wild!
I drank to get incoherent
The older I got wilder I went
I’d go to a bar with money leave without a cent!
(Spoken: And wonder who left the dents? In my car, head, etc.?)
(Chorus)
To me I’ll just have one drink today
Is like sayin, I’ll only stick it in half way!
When I start drinkin ain’t no way to stop
Which is how I got to know a few cops!
I got tired of being on the outside of open doors
And being wounded though I never been to war
All of this and more is why I don’t drink no more!
I now know that I can’t take even one sip
Some say you can’t teach a dog new tricks
I’ll bet ya the dog never woke up with a fat lip!
(Spoken: And not able to remember who or why it’s there!)
(Chorus)
To me I’ll just have one drink today
Is like sayin, I’ll only stick it in half way!
When I start drinkin ain’t no way to stop
Which is how I got to know a few cops!
At a bar I’d tell the tender; shut up and pour
I need a drink to relax just makes me snore
I drank to get drunk; but I don’t drink no more!!!…
@2004 Willy Senkiwsky
“The Blues are the roots, and the other music is the fruits.” One of Willie Dixon’s favorite sayings, from I Am the Blues by Willie Dixon with Don Snowden (DaCapo, 1989)
“Life is like music, it must be composed by ear, feeling and instinct, not by rule. Nevertheless one had better know the rules, for they sometimes guide in doubtful cases, though not often.” –Samuel Butler (1612-80), English poet, Author’
“Simple music is the hardest music to play and blues is simple music.” –Albert Collins
Willys cynical thought for the day;
Everybody keeps saying that women are smarter than men, but did you ever see
a man wearing a shirt that buttons down the freaking back?
You Know You’re a Drunkard When;
If a party runs out of booze, you sock the host and drink his nosebleed.
Your wife asks you to pick up a canned ham, and you show up with a case of Hamm’s in cans.
Interventions have become so frequent that you just leave the folding chairs set up in your living room.
The arresting officer tells you that you have the right to remain silent and you waive that right so you can finish singing Enter Sandman.
You know how to say “Where are my pants?” in seven languages.
You have a lot of respect for that 80-year-old guy at the end of the bar, but you know from experience that he’s a dirty fighter.
You go on week-long benders just so you’ll have a cool story to tell at your AA meetings.
You got in a fist fight with a wino over how long a bottle of Thunderbird should be allowed to “breathe”.
You’re willing to go on the wagon, so long as it’s heading for a bar.
You got pissed off when you forgot whatever you were drinking to forget.
You have so much alcohol in your system that your cabbie has to be HazMat certified.
If a wino jumped off a building, you’d bravely leap forward to break the fall of his bottle.
You install shag carpet because it’s easier to hang on to.
Embalming fluid would be an improvement.
Your last Breathalyzer reading was “No ******* Way.”
Distilleries fight over the billboard nearest to your place of residence.
The state has installed a Breathalyzer interlock device on your shoes.
You drew up a living will that states very clearly that you do not want the booze tube removed under any circumstances.
Your friends often substitute “Good night” with “Hey, you can’t sleep here.”
When you donate blood they store it in oak barrels.
You openly commit crimes just to learn new pruno recipes.
Your name is police code for Public Intoxication.
You’re fairly sure a letter to Dear Abby signed “Want to Leave the Bum, But Can’t” was written by your liver.
Your favorite drinking game is Do a Shot Every Time You Do a Shot.
Your idea of a seven-course meal is a six-pack and a pizza.
TV beer ads have started addressing you by name.
Someone offers you palm wine and you think they’re out of glassware.
You brush your teeth with bourbon. It hasn’t helped cut down on cavities, but who cares?
When a panhandler asks, “Can you give me a quarter for some beer?” you reply, “Okay, but I want to taste it first.”
You know heavy drinking makes you smarter because you can never remember doing anything stupid while blacked out.
You have a split personality-every time you meet someone with booze you want to split it with them.
You were so drunk at the office Xmas party that you kissed your own wife.
You’ve never been to Afghanistan or Pakistan, but you’re a frequent visitor to Imtoodrunktostan.
You become sexually aroused by the tapping of a keg.
You know you can use Jagermeister as cough syrup. And visa versa.
Your 86s are passed down to your grandchildren.
You have a sweet tooth for alcohol-in fact, your whole mouth likes it.
You spill so much booze at home your dog slurs his barks.
Your credit history is composed entirely of bar tabs.
When you get a cold you get a bottle of whiskey, do shots, and it’s gone – not the cold, the whiskey.
You’re always shaking hands, even when there’s no one else around.
Whenever you bend your elbow your mouth snaps open.
When your boss asks you to work overtime you demand time and a fifth.
You get held up almost every time you go home – in fact it’s the only way you can get home.
You’d be happy to go on the wagon if you could find one with a bar.
Your favorite bar is four blocks away – six blocks coming back.
When you order a hound for the rouse.
The Red Cross uses your blood to sterilize their instruments.
You’re half scotch, and your ancestors aren’t from Scotland.
You know how to handle your liquor – with both hands.
You hate the very sight of liquor, which is why you hide it in your stomach.
You can tell what bar you’re in by the bottoms of their tables.
A liter of scotch isn’t enough to invite a friend over for a drink.
Your first science fair project was a still.
You know most of the people in a bar and can’t remember one of their names.
Anyone who kisses you must legally wait half an hour to drive.
They have to mix your blood with tonic water before giving it to anyone.
You’ve filed assault charges against a coffee table.
When you’re out in the street, you are literally “out” in the street.
You think of drinking beer as “sobering up,”
You can say “Whiskey, please” in 34 languages, but can’t understand “Last call” in English.
Your liver takes sides against you during an intervention.
You know better than going near an open flame while you’re bleeding.
Your bed looks a helluva lot like a park bench, and your bedroom looks a helluva lot like a park.
You need a blood transfusion to legally enter a dry county.
Your flask is spring-loaded.
You judge cologne by its bouquet and finish.
Your liver is in the Federal Witness Protection Program.
You enjoy cooking with wine, and sometimes you even put it in the food.
You’ve only been drunk once in your life, and so far it’s lasted twenty-three years.
You liver has a restraining order on you.
You can tell the difference between a bottle of Jack and a bottle of Jim by the sound they make hitting the back of your head.
Alcoholism doesn’t run in your family-it takes its own sweet time.
You’ve been cut off during communion.
You wonder why they call it Southern Comfort when they know damn well there is nothing comfortable about being handcuffed in the back of a squad car.
Growing-up means buying better booze, getting older means getting used to the cheap stuff again.
You miss the old days when you were younger than the cop that finds you sleeping in a dumpster.
You were excited about the Olsen twins turning “legal” until you realized they still aren’t old enough to buy you a drink.
You resent it when people call you a raving alcoholic, because you’ve never been to a rave in your life.
You keep a bottle of liquor next to your bed so you can have breakfast in bed when you wake up.
You consider anything less than 80 proof a chaser.
You’ve eaten 87 packets of honey mustard because on the label it lists “white wine” as an ingredient.
You have convinced yourself that you’re not drinking alone so long as your friends Jack, Jim and Johnnie are over.
Your wardrobe is divided into Summer, Winter and Things You Woke Up Wearing. The third category includes a number of thongs.
Your BAC is measured in proof.
You measure time by drinks, as in: “Hold on a shot, the movie doesn’t start for another four bourbons.”
To you “Last call!” sounds just like “Please don’t leave! We love you and you’re charming wit!”
You don’t use cologne or aftershave because you have a moral objection to alcohol going anywhere but down your throat.
You’d exercise more but when you sweat it smells like booze and that makes you thirsty.
You always finish your drinks because there are sober people in China.
When you come home to find your house burglarized the first thing you check is your liquor cabinet.
You’ll join A.A. when they start serving cocktails at the meetings.
Your ATM is a Dumpster full of recyclable cans.
You’ll sleep through a train wreck, yet spring awake to the sound of a bottle top turning.
You can order a beer in 17 different languages but don’t know how to pronounce “Perrier.”
When a cop asks, “Have we been drinking?” you reply, “Do you really think I’d drink with the likes of you?”
You freak out when you wake up in your own bed.
You’d have passed the sobriety test if you hadn’t mistaken the Breathalyzer for a bugle.
Your waking thought is, “Wow, look at all the gum stuck to the bottom of the table.”
You got in trouble at work because your standard greeting is, “Hey, let’s do a shot!”
You cursed the St. Bernard who rescued you because he had the nerve to bring only one lousy liter of brandy.
You can hear someone whisper “free beer” from three blocks away.
You consider a bottle of cheap whiskey and two shot glasses a very romantic gift.
You hate it when men give you flowers because, hey-you can’t drink flowers.
You dream of the beautiful day when all races, religions, creeds and colors finally get it together and pitch in to buy you a case of decent scotch.
You show up to brewery tours wearing fins and a snorkel.
You tell your friends your dog’s name is “Time for a Beer Run” but you call him “Hurry Up.”
The tooth fairy left you shots of Rumpleminze.
You’ve convinced yourself your liver isn’t distended-it’s pregnant. With a new liver.
You play the same song 20 times in a row at top volume at three in the morning and are certain the neighbors don’t mind because, you know, it’s such a kick-*** song.
You think the porcelain hat looks good on you.
Your idea of karaoke is falling off the stage while yelling “Rock and roll!” into the microphone.
Your house is four times farther from the bar on the way back.
Your alarm clock is synchronized with the nearest liquor store’s opening time.
You have threatened to murder and marry the same person in the span of a single happy hour.
You are the answer to the question, “What kind of idiot pukes in a bidet?”
While in the drunk tank your friends tried to sneak you a fifth of Beam in a cake.
You’re personal trainer is a bartender.
You’ve known Jack Daniels so long you refer to him as John.
You watch Behind the Music and think “That’s really not that much alcohol.”
The bartender is in the weeds and you’re the only person in the bar.
You refuse to play Golden Tee because there is no beer cart girl.
Think box wine is great; eagerly awaiting box whiskey.
You get cut off in absentia.
You won’t rent an apartment that doesn’t have a bar and liquor store within two blocks.
You’re favorite cocktail is one quarter vodka, one quarter vodka, one half vodka and topped up with vodka.
You get angry when guys who can’t hold their liquor keep stepping on your fingers.
You get nervous when there are only three bottles of liquor left in your house.
You forget how pants work. http://www.total-knowledge.com/~willyblu…

Before the advent of the television age, family living space was centered around the hearth. This is where the entire family came together and socialized; here is where they would gather around and listen to the radio or to the family piano. Nowadays, the center of attention is usually the TV, housed in a multipurpose TV unit. Your typical TV unit is of modular design, with a plethora of detachable sections and storage spaces. These come in various shapes, sizes, colors and styles. Besides providing a space for showcasing and storing your TV, the TV unit acts a storage repository for other parts of your home entertainment system, including, usually, your VCR or DVD player, your cable box, your DVR, your musical system and speakers, and other electronic devices. Given its practical purpose, many people often overlook style and design for something more sensible, or matter-of-fact. However, this needn’t be so. There are in fact, thousands of different TV unit or media center designs, which are aimed at both pleasing aesthetics and practicality.

With the rising popularity of flat screen plasma TVs, the modern TV unit usually consists of some variation of a flat, ample surface below which is housed a set of draws and/or shelves, or some combination of the two. A typical example is the Califa TV-AV unit. This design consists of a raised cabinet constructed out of a combination of Sap Walnut Veneer Fascias with Dark Walnut Veneer cabinets, adding a very modern twist to a classic design. The shelves are adjustable and include cable management. Enclosed storage areas again include adjustable shelving. These types of cabinet-tables are quite popular for displaying larger flat screen TVs. They aren’t bulky and their innovative design enhances, rather than takes away from, the screen itself; the focus is on the screen and not the furniture. They usually come in any number of wood finishes and are built to last.

Another variation applies the same cabinet concept, but adds a more fashion forward, space age design, utilizing a variety of geometric shapes, materials and finishes. For example, instead of a standard rectangle, the unit is trapezoidal and finished in a black or white high gloss, for a more polished, contemporary look. This type of design is slick and sleek; compartments easily accommodate multiple components and convenient slots are added in the back of the unit for cable and wire management.

Another modern take of the TV unit, designed with today’s flat screen in mind, is of the free-standing variety, which does not require any wall mounting. These typically come with an in-built backboard panel or mount, composed of wood or some other sturdy material, for attaching the screen. This in turn is attached to a steel frame and base with glass or wood shelving for DVD/CD player storage. This variety of unit comes in varying sizes to match your specific TV. There are also swiveling models, which hold flat panel TVs and come with rotate and tilt options.

However, for those with old school tube style TVs, these types of media units may be at odds with the rest of the look. Basically, you can use any flat surface, preferably with storage space, for placing your TV. A refashioned vintage record player, for instance makes for a great conversation piece.