I really wanted a break/distraction from this 99 Dodge van that I'm painting
for a good friend. Of course, he just wanted it painted and "take care" of
that rust, so he could just get five more years out of it. Nothing big.
Hell - this thing is a monster. An albatross. A behemoth. I'm going to
need a cigarette break just to make one complete pass at painting it. and
then there's the dents. And the curled up bumper. And... and... and...
So - I really wanted a break/distraction from this project.
Well I got it and it even involved woodworking. I'm sitting in my den last
night feeling like I didn't have the energy to fall asleep and all of a
sudden I see drips from the ceiling. The master bath is right above the
den. The drips are a foot from the ceiling fan/light. It didn't take long
to see the sag starting.
Cutting to the chase - my initial fears were unfounded - it was not a water
supply line. But - it was a drain in the vanity. A vanity that I built
probably around 15 years ago. (That's the woodworking connection).
Obviously, it had been leaking for a while because the sheetrock saturated
and when it started to show drips, it was sagging in very short order. So -
today I had to do the devil's own work - plumbing. That work is just simply
evil. I will say that I don't know what in the hell I was thinking when I
first installed this vanity, but when I looked at it today I asked out loud
"who in the hell did this hermaphrodite plumbing?" As is always the case
with freakin' plumbing - nothing less than 3 trips to the hardware store.
Fortunately, I was able to stall off the work for most of the day because I
had to let the vanity dry out. Can't work in a wet vanity, after all. But
the inevitable came tonight and I had to face the devil himself, right on
his own ground. I looked him square in the eye and told him just how bad
his line of work sucked. He seemed unimpressed. So - I put in some new
stuff and swore at some old stuff, and pulled a shit load of hair out of
things that smelled bad. In the end - I was done. Only two drips now.
Oh well - tomorrow is another day. The damned van is looking pretty good
right about now...
--
-Mike-
[email protected]
On 10/31/2013 10:47 PM, Mike Marlow wrote:
> I really wanted a break/distraction from this 99 Dodge van that I'm painting
> for a good friend. Of course, he just wanted it painted and "take care" of
> that rust, so he could just get five more years out of it. Nothing big.
> Hell - this thing is a monster. An albatross. A behemoth. I'm going to
> need a cigarette break just to make one complete pass at painting it. and
> then there's the dents. And the curled up bumper. And... and... and...
> So - I really wanted a break/distraction from this project.
>
> Well I got it and it even involved woodworking. I'm sitting in my den last
> night feeling like I didn't have the energy to fall asleep and all of a
> sudden I see drips from the ceiling. The master bath is right above the
> den. The drips are a foot from the ceiling fan/light. It didn't take long
> to see the sag starting.
>
> Cutting to the chase - my initial fears were unfounded - it was not a water
> supply line. But - it was a drain in the vanity. A vanity that I built
> probably around 15 years ago. (That's the woodworking connection).
> Obviously, it had been leaking for a while because the sheetrock saturated
> and when it started to show drips, it was sagging in very short order. So -
> today I had to do the devil's own work - plumbing. That work is just simply
> evil. I will say that I don't know what in the hell I was thinking when I
> first installed this vanity, but when I looked at it today I asked out loud
> "who in the hell did this hermaphrodite plumbing?" As is always the case
> with freakin' plumbing - nothing less than 3 trips to the hardware store.
> Fortunately, I was able to stall off the work for most of the day because I
> had to let the vanity dry out. Can't work in a wet vanity, after all. But
> the inevitable came tonight and I had to face the devil himself, right on
> his own ground. I looked him square in the eye and told him just how bad
> his line of work sucked. He seemed unimpressed. So - I put in some new
> stuff and swore at some old stuff, and pulled a shit load of hair out of
> things that smelled bad. In the end - I was done. Only two drips now.
>
> Oh well - tomorrow is another day. The damned van is looking pretty good
> right about now...
>
Two drips is too much.
--
Jeff
On Thu, 31 Oct 2013 22:47:01 -0400, Mike Marlow wrote:
> I really wanted a break/distraction from this 99 Dodge van that I'm painting
> for a good friend. Of course, he just wanted it painted and "take care" of
> that rust, so he could just get five more years out of it. Nothing big.
> Hell - this thing is a monster. An albatross. A behemoth. I'm going to
> need a cigarette break just to make one complete pass at painting it. and
> then there's the dents. And the curled up bumper. And... and... and...
> So - I really wanted a break/distraction from this project.
>
> Well I got it and it even involved woodworking. I'm sitting in my den last
> night feeling like I didn't have the energy to fall asleep and all of a
> sudden I see drips from the ceiling. The master bath is right above the
> den. The drips are a foot from the ceiling fan/light. It didn't take long
> to see the sag starting.
>
> Cutting to the chase - my initial fears were unfounded - it was not a water
> supply line. But - it was a drain in the vanity. A vanity that I built
> probably around 15 years ago. (That's the woodworking connection).
> Obviously, it had been leaking for a while because the sheetrock saturated
> and when it started to show drips, it was sagging in very short order. So -
> today I had to do the devil's own work - plumbing. That work is just simply
> evil. I will say that I don't know what in the hell I was thinking when I
> first installed this vanity, but when I looked at it today I asked out loud
> "who in the hell did this hermaphrodite plumbing?" As is always the case
> with freakin' plumbing - nothing less than 3 trips to the hardware store.
> Fortunately, I was able to stall off the work for most of the day because I
> had to let the vanity dry out. Can't work in a wet vanity, after all. But
> the inevitable came tonight and I had to face the devil himself, right on
> his own ground. I looked him square in the eye and told him just how bad
> his line of work sucked. He seemed unimpressed. So - I put in some new
> stuff and swore at some old stuff, and pulled a shit load of hair out of
> things that smelled bad. In the end - I was done. Only two drips now.
>
> Oh well - tomorrow is another day. The damned van is looking pretty good
> right about now...
Can't say much about the vanity, other than, I'm still internally debating
the wisdom of indoor plumbing.
I painted a horse trailer once, trying to keep a wet line while climbing
up
and down strategically placed step ladders is danged exhausting.
basilisk
"Lew Hodgett" <[email protected]> wrote:
> "Mike Marlow" wrote:
>
> <snip>
>
>> Cutting to the chase - my initial fears were unfounded - it was not
>> a water supply line. But - it was a drain in the vanity. A vanity
>> that I built probably around 15 years ago. (That's the woodworking
>> connection).
> <snip>
>
>> Oh well - tomorrow is another day. The damned van is looking pretty
>> good right about now...
> ----------------------------------
> That's a hell of a warranty you extend.<G>
>
> Lew
The customer is the type that you do anything you can just to stop the
whining. :-)
On Thursday, October 31, 2013 9:47:01 PM UTC-5, Mike Marlow wrote:
> ... but when I looked at it today I asked out loud "who in the hell did this hermaphrodite plumbing?"
I don't have to wait 15 yrs. I'm known to ask, similarly, 15 minutes after some of my tasks. I suppose, either I'm in a rush or looking for the quick-fix, that results in my discovering anomolies with my work, at times.
Have heart and think positive. Consider your repair a deserving upgrade, not a needed maintenance repair. With some upgrades, your insurance value goes up, so maybe you can consider that, if applicable.
Sonny
"Mike Marlow" wrote:
<snip>
> Cutting to the chase - my initial fears were unfounded - it was not
> a water supply line. But - it was a drain in the vanity. A vanity
> that I built probably around 15 years ago. (That's the woodworking
> connection).
<snip>
> Oh well - tomorrow is another day. The damned van is looking pretty
> good right about now...
----------------------------------
That's a hell of a warranty you extend.<G>
Lew
"Lew Hodgett" <[email protected]> wrote in news:527330fa$0$33485
[email protected]:
> ----------------------------------
> That's a hell of a warranty you extend.<G>
>
> Lew
Just wait until he gets his bill.
Puckdropper
--
Make it to fit, don't make it fit.
Any day that has plumbing repairs on the to-do list is bound to suck. 30 ye=
ars ago I was tasked with hooking up the water line to the refrigerator's i=
ce maker. Noticed a little drip at the saddle valve, so I naively decided t=
o turn off the water and fix the drip. Valve was stuck, so I got out my pi=
pe wrench and promptly busted the valve. OK, I can still do this if I shut=
off the water on the street side of the meter. Stuck valve, pipe wrench a=
nd ... Shit ... Another busted valve. Time to call the plumber who assures=
me that this was a good thing as I would not have been able to shut off th=
e water in an emergency. He comes out the next day and discovers the acces=
s port on my property is minus a cover and filled with crud. Somebody had w=
alked off,with the village's key for the access port on the street. He had =
to rent a backhoe to dig put my access port. $600 to hook up the ice maker=
. =20
I feel your pain, Mike.
Larry
Mike Marlow <[email protected]> wrote:
> I really wanted a break/distraction from this 99 Dodge van
> that I'm
> painting for a good friend. Of course, he just wanted it
> painted and
> "take care" of that rust, so he could just get five more
> years out of
> it. Nothing big. Hell - this thing is a monster. An
> albatross. A
> behemoth. I'm going to need a cigarette break just to
> make one
> complete pass at painting it. and then there's the dents.
> And the
> curled up bumper. And... and... and... So - I really
> wanted a break/distraction from this project.
>
> Well I got it and it even involved woodworking. I'm
> sitting in my
> den last night feeling like I didn't have the energy to
> fall asleep
> and all of a sudden I see drips from the ceiling. The
> master bath is
> right above the den. The drips are a foot from the
> ceiling
> fan/light. It didn't take long to see the sag starting.
>
> Cutting to the chase - my initial fears were unfounded -
> it was not a
> water supply line. But - it was a drain in the vanity. A
> vanity
> that I built probably around 15 years ago. (That's the
> woodworking
> connection). Obviously, it had been leaking for a while
> because the
> sheetrock saturated and when it started to show drips, it
> was sagging
> in very short order. So - today I had to do the devil's
> own work -
> plumbing. That work is just simply evil. I will say that
> I don't
> know what in the hell I was thinking when I first
> installed this
> vanity, but when I looked at it today I asked out loud
> "who in the
> hell did this hermaphrodite plumbing?" As is always the
> case with
> freakin' plumbing - nothing less than 3 trips to the
> hardware store.
> Fortunately, I was able to stall off the work for most of
> the day
> because I had to let the vanity dry out. Can't work in a
> wet vanity,
> after all. But the inevitable came tonight and I had to
> face the
> devil himself, right on his own ground. I looked him
> square in the
> eye and told him just how bad his line of work sucked. He
> seemed
> unimpressed. So - I put in some new stuff and swore at
> some old
> stuff, and pulled a shit load of hair out of things that
> smelled bad.
> In the end - I was done. Only two drips now.
> Oh well - tomorrow is another day. The damned van is
> looking pretty
> good right about now...
perspective.......it's all about perspective<g>
some days your the pigeon, other days your the statue
"Mike Marlow" wrote in message news:[email protected]...
SNIP
Only two drips now.
Oh well - tomorrow is another day. The damned van is looking pretty good
right about now...
--
-Mike-
[email protected]
Why does that stuff always happen in the evening? Water line breaks, Cold
day, furnace fails. Raining, window stuck open. Don't ask how I know about
these things. WW
Lew Hodgett wrote:
> "Mike Marlow" wrote:
>
> <snip>
>
>> Cutting to the chase - my initial fears were unfounded - it was not
>> a water supply line. But - it was a drain in the vanity. A vanity
>> that I built probably around 15 years ago. (That's the woodworking
>> connection).
> <snip>
>
>> Oh well - tomorrow is another day. The damned van is looking pretty
>> good right about now...
> ----------------------------------
> That's a hell of a warranty you extend.<G>
>
It's my wife Lew - she makes me warranty everything I build in this house.
Can you believe it?
--
-Mike-
[email protected]
ChairMan wrote:
> perspective.......it's all about perspective<g>
> some days your the pigeon, other days your the statue
Yup. Or, as I've heard... some day's you're the windshield, some days
you're the bug...
--
-Mike-
[email protected]
Leon wrote:
> "Lew Hodgett" <[email protected]> wrote:
>> "Mike Marlow" wrote:
>>
>> <snip>
>>
>>> Cutting to the chase - my initial fears were unfounded - it was not
>>> a water supply line. But - it was a drain in the vanity. A vanity
>>> that I built probably around 15 years ago. (That's the woodworking
>>> connection).
>> <snip>
>>
>>> Oh well - tomorrow is another day. The damned van is looking pretty
>>> good right about now...
>> ----------------------------------
>> That's a hell of a warranty you extend.<G>
>>
>> Lew
>
> The customer is the type that you do anything you can just to stop the
> whining. :-)
You are sooooooooooooo right!
--
-Mike-
[email protected]
"Mike Marlow" <[email protected]> wrote in
message news:[email protected]
> I really wanted a break/distraction from this 99 Dodge
> van that I'm painting for a good friend. Of course, he
> just wanted it painted and "take care" of that rust, so
> he could just get five more years out of it. Nothing
> big. Hell - this thing is a monster. An albatross. A
> behemoth. I'm going to need a cigarette break just to
> make one complete pass at painting it. and then there's
> the dents. And the curled up bumper. And... and...
> and... So - I really wanted a break/distraction from this
> project.
> Well I got it and it even involved woodworking. I'm
> sitting in my den last night feeling like I didn't have
> the energy to fall asleep and all of a sudden I see drips
> from the ceiling. The master bath is right above the
> den. The drips are a foot from the ceiling fan/light. It didn't take long
> to see the sag starting.
> Cutting to the chase - my initial fears were unfounded -
> it was not a water supply line. But - it was a drain in
> the vanity. A vanity that I built probably around 15
> years ago. (That's the woodworking connection).
> Obviously, it had been leaking for a while because the
> sheetrock saturated and when it started to show drips, it
> was sagging in very short order. So - today I had to do
> the devil's own work - plumbing. That work is just
> simply evil. I will say that I don't know what in the
> hell I was thinking when I first installed this vanity,
> but when I looked at it today I asked out loud "who in
> the hell did this hermaphrodite plumbing?" As is always
> the case with freakin' plumbing - nothing less than 3
> trips to the hardware store. Fortunately, I was able to
> stall off the work for most of the day because I had to
> let the vanity dry out. Can't work in a wet vanity,
> after all. But the inevitable came tonight and I had to
> face the devil himself, right on his own ground. I
> looked him square in the eye and told him just how bad
> his line of work sucked. He seemed unimpressed. So - I
> put in some new stuff and swore at some old stuff, and
> pulled a shit load of hair out of things that smelled
> bad. In the end - I was done. Only two drips now.
> Oh well - tomorrow is another day. The damned van is
> looking pretty good right about now...
It could be worse. You could have made the vanity out of particle board.
--
dadiOH
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Plumbing can literally suck.
I had a similar problem. Humm. Water dripping down from the ceiling.......
Nothing shows upstairs.....shower, water heater....
Well, I finally got the nerve to address the issue.
I went outside, and opened a hole in the shower wall.
What a mess......
the pipe that the shower head fits into, wore out, slight crack, and when
the shower was used,
it leaked........I think it may be from people grabbing the head of the
shower to get a balance?
Anyway, the entire interior was a mess......
I ripped and tore, took out rotten wood, replaced studs....
Luckily the tile was done in such a way, that it was held by concrete and
not just on sheetrock or wonder board.
One tough tile job.
I put it all back together...
Yes, plumbing requires 3 trips to the store at least!
I have yet to overhaul the toilet....
Not my favorite job, but have done it.
Entire new rebuild, washers, valves, etc.
I have an ancient toilet.....
Funny thing is it works better that the "New and Improved"
low flush units.....
anyway, plumbing sucks...
john
"Mike Marlow" wrote in message news:[email protected]...
I really wanted a break/distraction from this 99 Dodge van that I'm painting
for a good friend. Of course, he just wanted it painted and "take care" of
that rust, so he could just get five more years out of it. Nothing big.
Hell - this thing is a monster. An albatross. A behemoth. I'm going to
need a cigarette break just to make one complete pass at painting it. and
then there's the dents. And the curled up bumper. And... and... and...
So - I really wanted a break/distraction from this project.
Well I got it and it even involved woodworking. I'm sitting in my den last
night feeling like I didn't have the energy to fall asleep and all of a
sudden I see drips from the ceiling. The master bath is right above the
den. The drips are a foot from the ceiling fan/light. It didn't take long
to see the sag starting.
Cutting to the chase - my initial fears were unfounded - it was not a water
supply line. But - it was a drain in the vanity. A vanity that I built
probably around 15 years ago. (That's the woodworking connection).
Obviously, it had been leaking for a while because the sheetrock saturated
and when it started to show drips, it was sagging in very short order. So -
today I had to do the devil's own work - plumbing. That work is just simply
evil. I will say that I don't know what in the hell I was thinking when I
first installed this vanity, but when I looked at it today I asked out loud
"who in the hell did this hermaphrodite plumbing?" As is always the case
with freakin' plumbing - nothing less than 3 trips to the hardware store.
Fortunately, I was able to stall off the work for most of the day because I
had to let the vanity dry out. Can't work in a wet vanity, after all. But
the inevitable came tonight and I had to face the devil himself, right on
his own ground. I looked him square in the eye and told him just how bad
his line of work sucked. He seemed unimpressed. So - I put in some new
stuff and swore at some old stuff, and pulled a shit load of hair out of
things that smelled bad. In the end - I was done. Only two drips now.
Oh well - tomorrow is another day. The damned van is looking pretty good
right about now...
--
-Mike-
[email protected]
On Thu, 31 Oct 2013 22:47:01 -0400, Mike Marlow wrote:
> So
> - today I had to do the devil's own work - plumbing. That work is just
> simply evil.
No doubt. I've got a stopped up drain in a bathroom sink and AFAIK the
pipes haven't been touched since the house was built 57 years ago. Maybe
I can put it off till tomorrow.
--
This message was for rec.woodworking - if it appears in homeownershub
they ripped it off.
Sonny wrote:
> On Thursday, October 31, 2013 9:47:01 PM UTC-5, Mike Marlow wrote:
>> ... but when I looked at it today I asked out loud "who in the hell
>> did this hermaphrodite plumbing?"
>
> I don't have to wait 15 yrs. I'm known to ask, similarly, 15 minutes
> after some of my tasks. I suppose, either I'm in a rush or looking
> for the quick-fix, that results in my discovering anomolies with my
> work, at times.
>
> Have heart and think positive. Consider your repair a deserving
> upgrade, not a needed maintenance repair. With some upgrades, your
> insurance value goes up, so maybe you can consider that, if
> applicable.
>
Sonny - you're a good man - offering up positive thoughts and all that. But
for me... it's freakin' plumbing and I'm going to be nothing but glad when
it's all done!
--
-Mike-
[email protected]
Larry Blanchard wrote:
> On Thu, 31 Oct 2013 22:47:01 -0400, Mike Marlow wrote:
>
>> So
>> - today I had to do the devil's own work - plumbing. That work is
>> just simply evil.
>
> No doubt. I've got a stopped up drain in a bathroom sink and AFAIK
> the pipes haven't been touched since the house was built 57 years
> ago. Maybe I can put it off till tomorrow.
One word - Hand Grenade.
--
-Mike-
[email protected]
On 11/1/2013 4:23 PM, Gramps' shop wrote:
> Any day that has plumbing repairs on the to-do list is bound to suck. 30 years ago I was tasked with hooking up the water line to the refrigerator's ice maker. Noticed a little drip at the saddle valve, so I naively decided to turn off the water and fix the drip. Valve was stuck, so I got out my pipe wrench and promptly busted the valve. OK, I can still do this if I shut off the water on the street side of the meter. Stuck valve, pipe wrench and ... Shit ... Another busted valve. Time to call the plumber who assures me that this was a good thing as I would not have been able to shut off the water in an emergency. He comes out the next day and discovers the access port on my property is minus a cover and filled with crud. Somebody had walked off,with the village's key for the access port on the street. He had to rent a backhoe to dig put my access port. $600 to hook up the ice maker.
>
> I feel your pain, Mike.
>
> Larry
>
When we moved into our last house, the toilet ran a little. After some
"encouragement" from the wife, on Friday we went over to Lowes and
bought a complete rebuild kit for the toilet tank.
On Saturday I First found the valve into the wall was frozen, and not
wishing to break it off I turned off the main valve to the house. From
there everything went well installed all of the new components and
reinstalled the tank. Picked up the box the parts came in I realized I
did not install the flush lever.
In any job you must realize when the job is complete. I did not, and
decided since every thing else in the toilet tank was new, the lever
should be also. Mistake, in trying to unscrew the nut on the lever the
whole corner of the tank broke off.
One trip back to buy a new toilet, one trip to back to Lowes to buy a
new line from the tank to the wall, I believe the last trip back that
day was to buy an extra long wax seal to go from the toilet through the
tile, the concrete they were set into the pipe.
Lowes offered me my personal parking spot but I refused.