Oh man, that's the worst. Did the exact same thing in a 10 story bank building. Used a heavy magnet, thought it was foolproof. Found every single conduit strap and old bolt in the entire shaft. It was like the thing was collecting souvenirs on the way down. You start to think the building is just eating your gear.

Honestly used to think of dust as just annoying house stuff. Now I can't help but see a rain shower as this whole global delivery system for tiny desert bits. Makes a simple storm feel way more epic, like the whole planet is mixing itself together.

Hubble's 2009 shot was actually from 2004, I'm pretty sure.

Does your dog actually believe it's a squirrel, or is he just smart enough to know barking gets him fries? I'm leaning towards the latter because I do the same thing. I'll complain about random noises if I think it'll score me some food. Like, my oven timer goes off and I'll grumble about it being too loud, but really I'm just hoping someone hands me a piece of whatever's cooking. It's a bad habit I picked up from living alone, where I talk to appliances more than people. So your dog might be training you better than you think, turning every air fryer session into a treat negotiation. Maybe I should take notes from him for my next family dinner.

But is coolant flow really that big of a deal?