Brian's Morning Newsletter
I'll blurt this out without hesitation because it is just so damn fantastic. All of our monetary troubles are over. As I mentioned in yesterday's newsletter I had three projects for the day. 1> the DIY greenhouse 2> season's first biodiesel processing and last but not least 3> locate the old power cable from the shop to the greenhouse. Too bad there is a moratorium on drilling for oil and gas in San Miguel County, because I made the most fortuitous discovery while digging under the old pink trailer. Well perhaps the rules won't apply to this, because I wasn't drilling when I found "it" and "it" seems to be bubbling right up and out of the hole.
I had started the batch of biodiesel so I had to stay mindful of the processor, even so I scrambled about searching for containers to put this outrageously valuable stuff in, least it soak back into the ground from which it came. How many gallon containers could I muster? "Best keep this discovery a secret from the outside world," I thought, "At least for now." My heart was beating a mile a minute, as I tried not to make too many plans for how we might spend the money. "Be practical, I said to myself, make good decisions, anyway, is this really what I think it is"
By mid-morning I had removed unmentionable volumes of clothes and other indeterminate articles from the sewing table in order to gain access to the hatch leading beneath the ancient Pink Trailer. Once inside I realized I was going to need some sort of excavation equipment to locate the cable in the darkness. After accidentally opening a nightmarish can of worms in a vain attempt to illuminate the nether region beneath the bathroom, alone in the dark, so to speak I was able to remove a gargantuan wheelbarrow load of material from the area.
Like I said, in an attempt to shed a bit of light under there, I managed to disconnect one, possibly the most important cable from the entertainment system to which my ultimate goal was to insert our much-tallyhoed renewable-energy. Okay, not a problem. Inconvenient, however not completely unforeseen, with a touch of caviler insolence I yanked, as they say, the malcontent amp. I had been listening to Pandora Internet radio through our TV and Roku router. The audio went off when I accidentally pulled a video cable and I was determined to know why. More cables than imaginable, yet no more than one would expect from a ten-year-old Brianazation of a home theater system, binded together in several horrible knots, deterring further removal of the amplifier. Sigh
Yeah, and that was just the beginning. I was able to prop the amp up in a semi-reverse position and reached for the handy ice-cream parlor stool, sliding up to the stereo I determined that this wasn't going to be so bad, except for the dust-bunnies everywhere. Reality slowly but surely set in as I felt around behind the VCR which happens to be the heart of our house-wide entertainment system. Damn, the cable which had slipped off was still connected to an old Copy-Guard removal box from the old days when we used to copy video tapes from one VCR to another. Crap, that was about a useful as teats on a boar hog. Yank.
Well this went on for about another hour, as I inspected cable configurations and adeptly removed and reinserted cable after cable like an old-school AT&T switch-board operator. At one point I became aware that the 35" very heavy picture-tube TV was going to need to spin around to allow me to gander at its plugs and jacks. Being large and heavy the TV hadn't been moved in years, and if it was coming out of its custom cubby now, it was going to need something to rest on whilst I played with the cabling system. To translate from Brianease this act will simplify in a most complicated fashion the megalith of cables behind the TV, absolutely, for sure.
With one hand on the screen, I cast about with the other searching for a little table to sit the TV on while I simplified things. Cool there was a table the perfect size right behind me, unfortunately it was currently piled high with the CDs and excess video tapes that came spewing out when I haplessly slid the speaker away from the wall looking for the light plug which started this whole escapade off, double sigh. Like I said a can of worms, and if I don't say so myself, "A respectable can of worms, at that," but I reminded myself to be calm, there was still a lot of good to go along with all this hassle.
Meanwhile the WVO was hot, and it was time to don my protective gear and work with the toxic chemicals associated with home-brewed biodiesel. I think with that project more went right than wrong, or so I think, not having gone out to check it this morning yet.
No the greenhouse project is not negatively progressing, there were a few snags though.
Once I had a vision in my head, quite a while after staring with the utmost intensity at the trailer, the windows, and the wood pile, I began to formulate "the plan." A plan which I assured myself was by all possible means going to stay simple, and nothing about that whole entertainment system fiasco would ooze outside to taint the utter beauty of this "the simplest of greenhouse designs," nothing. Even with the limited daylight this morning you could see that something was happening. Although, I did forget that I might needs nails to build my super simple greenhouse, I did get a hell of a lot of forward progress made, yes I did, so shut up yer mouths, this is a story of hope and ultimate personal salvation may I remind you.
Oh, no it's not.
I was just screwing with you, "April Fools!"
Ha Ha there was no black gold bubbling up from under the trailer, although I am grateful I didn't hit the new-fangled indoor-terlet pipe, then there may have been some oozy goo bubbling up, but no, this is a good news story.
I found the cable I was looking for, and pretty quick too.
Next I'll need to cut the cable, it is already disconnected on both ends, BTW, figure out where to mount a electrical junction box, extend the cable up to the recently cleaned and completely rewired entertainment system and mount a second electrical outlet box, which will be the inverted 120 VAC (volts AC, like the house outlet, except this is from the wind turbine.)
I figure in this big vision I have swirling around in my head that the Kill-a-watt meter will act as a remote sensing device enabling us to see on its display whether the batteries are up to voltage and thus making acceptable house-quality power. If everything looks good, we will plug the entertainment system into the renewable energy electrical outlet, if not then we'll poor-boy style simply, and I use the word "simply" rather loosely here, we just pull the plug and move them over to real house power outlet.
There it is, thanks for bearing with me, if you managed to, that is, hehe.
Not quite sincerely, but whatever.