Daily Archives: September 22, 2015
It’s On . . .
Jan and I have a couple to gate sit for us this Sunday from 1pm to 7pm, so Jan’s all giddy again. They live right up the road in Marshall, TX about 30 miles away, so it won’t be a long trip for them. And this way we’ll get to celebrate our 48th Wedding Anniversary only a day early.
One thing nice about having the window AC outside here with us is that we don’t have to use our mister anymore. No, not Mister the cat, but this.
It’s a home version of the overhead misting systems you see at amusement parks and restaurants with outdoor waiting areas. We mounted a couple of the spray nozzles in front of a 20” box fan and it would drop the 100° air coming into the fan down to about 80° coming out. So it did the job.
The only problem, besides the occasional nozzle clog, was that after a while you were just . . . damp. And anything around you got damp too. In fact Jan started reading her paperback books and her Kindle inside a zip lock bag just to keep things somewhat dry. So this is a big, and drier, improvement.
Unfortunately for our possible long term stay here, our frack is running wide open tonight, and very loud. Loud enough that it’s pretty much impossible to talk over it. And this is what it looks like from here, about 500 yards away.
Of course, if they keep true to form, they’ll break something before the shift is over and things will come to a grinding halt. We hope.
Looks like tonight is going to be another chilly one, with the temperature already down to 62° at midnight, so I’m wearing one of my long-sleeve FRC shirts, and may end up with a windbreaker on too before the night is over.
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Thought for the Day:
“Flammable, inflammable & nonflammable… Why are there three? Don’t you think that two ought to serve the purpose? I mean either the thing flams or it doesn’t!” — George Carlin
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