Monthly Archives: April 2017
On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five . . .
Two hundred forty two years ago, Paul Revere, along with William Dawes, Israel Bissell, and Samuel Prescott, and a week later, Sybil Ludington, headed out across Massachusetts to warn the colonists that the British troops were on the move.
And contrary to popular lore, he did not ride along shouting, “The British Are Coming”. First off it wouldn’t have made much sense because at that time everybody was British. Plus Paul Revere and others were riding in secret so they wouldn’t be stopped by the British troops.
Dispatched by Joseph Warren, a physician and early leader in American Patriot organizations at the beginning of the American Revolution, he used four riders to ensure that at least one would get through to warn Samuel Adams and John Hancock that the British troops were coming to arrest them.
And ironically, Revere didn’t even complete the ride but was arrested by the British between Lexington and Concord, a total ride of about 18 miles.
Although the facts of her ride are blurry, Sybil Ludington supposedly outdid them all, when two years later, she rode over 40 miles in the rain to warn militiamen that the British troops were on their way to attack the Continental Army’s supply depot at Danbury, CT.
And she was only 16 years old.
A little after 1pm I turned off all the rig stuff, and then went outside and killed shore power to the coach so I could install the new transfer switch. After I removed the old one, I moved the grommets that protect the wires entering the box to the new one.
One thing nice was that even though it was an 85° day, we still had the front AC to keep things cool since it’s running separately on my AC bypass.
It only took me about 10 minutes to get the new one in, and up and running. So no more popsicle sticks.
Next I was back under the front of the rig to mount the new exhaust pipe on my generator and it turned out to be pretty easy, everything just sliding together.
While I was under there I noticed a missing hanger strap that should be supporting the pipe, so it’s something else to fix.
Getting out from under the generator, I looked at what I had.
It was a little long, which I expected. So now I marked it with a Sharpie and then cut it to the correct length, ending up with this.
It actually sticks out a little more, but the bin door is partially open because the satellite cables come out from there. I may look into getting a chrome exhaust tip to put on the end.
About 4:30 Jan and I head down to Sunset Dr. in Henderson for another run at Buffalo Wild Wings, Tuesday being their Half Price Wings Day. And this time I managed to get a photo before we dug in.
Once again I went with the Mango Habanero while Jan stayed with the Bourbon Honey Mustard sauce.
Finally heading back to the rig I made a stop at an O’Reilly Auto Parts and found a exhaust hanger strap that should fit the bill. But no luck with an exhaust tip that would fit.
Wrapping up, as I was going over tax stuff today, I found this noticed on one of the IRS forms.
Really glad to know this ahead of time. Otherwise I might have gotten in trouble.
Thought for the Day:
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There Was A Reason It Was Free . . .
First off, thanks to everyone for their kind comments and emails about yesterday’s post about the recent United kerfuffle. I’ll keep you updated if any thing more substantial comes along.
Early in the afternoon I headed down to the Home Depot to get a new exhaust pipe for my generator. I had called a nearby garage and a couple of auto parts places with no luck. It seems that no one really does exhaust system/muffler work anymore, except for custom work and special orders.
So at Home Deport I found a 10’ section of 1-1/4” E.M.T. conduit
and a E.M.T. coupling in the Electrical area.
I only needed about 3’ but they only had the 1-1/4” stuff in 10’ sections. I asked them if they could cut it for me to make it easier to get it home. They said No. They don’t cut pipe for you at Home Depot.
Huh?
So I took my pipe down to the plumbing area where they cut it for me in about 30 seconds.
I’ll use the coupling to connect the present exhaust pipe to the new section after smearing the ends of the two pipes with high-temp sealant to seal from any exhaust flumes leaking out.
After talking with the company about my Transfer Switch problems about a month ago, to see if I had missed anything, I ordered a new one this weekend which arrived today. You can read about it here.
Turns out the coil that controls the main contactor had opened up.
I’ll probably replace the unit tomorrow.
About 4pm we headed over to the Strip to have dinner at Jimmy Buffett’s Margaritaville, located in the Flamingo.
And what do you have at Margaritaville?
Why, a Cheeseburger in Paradise, of course!
It was delicious, but it wasn’t a Cheeseburger in Paradise. At least based on the song lyrics. I’ve put the lines together that describe the burger.
But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat.
CHECK!
Heaven on earth with an onion slice
NO ONION SLICE!
Medium rare with Muenster’d be nice
AMERICAN CHEESE, NOT MUENSTER!
I like mine with lettuce and tomato,
CHECK!
Heinz Fifty-seven and French fried potatoes.
FRENCH FRIES – CHECK.
HEINZ 57 – NO But I probably could have asked for it.
Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer.
KOSHER PICKLES – CHECK
NO BEER We had a Margarita, instead.
Now a lot of people think the line is
Medium rare with mustard’d be nice
and many lyric sites say the same thing. But if you notice the lyrics list all the ingredients EXCEPT cheese.
When Jimmy was asked about this, he said it’s Muenster, not mustard. And then he said, “Who the hell puts mustard on a cheeseburger.”
A little disclaimer here: I put Mayo on mine.
As we were walking through the Margaritaville Casino on the way to the restaurant, we were given a coupon for a free Margarita if we spent $20 or more at dinner. Not a problem since our burgers were $15 each.
So, hey, a free Margarita.
But there was a reason it was free. There was absolutely no alcohol in this drink. At first I questioned why they would give us a coupon for a free one anyway. But then I realized that most people who get a free Margarita are going to order paid ones for everyone else. At $10.75 ea.
But Jan and I only ordered one to split. Which probably explains why they didn’t put any alcohol in ours.
Thought for the Day:
Without the dark, you can not see the stars.
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