November 19th, 2014

#4859: The worst of the worst is the worst.

For example, what's worse than getting eight inches of snow in the space of a few days? How about eight FEET of snow?

I mean, holy crap--that puts NYC's whining about "Snowmageddon" over 15 inches of the stuff into the "STFU weenies" category.

Well--it's early in the season, so the Great Lakes are still relatively warm; you get a frigid mass of air moving over them and hell yes you're going to see lake-effect snow...and quite a lot of it.

Here in the Fungal Vale we got eighty inches of snow over the course of about three and a half months--before Halloween we last had snow in mid-April--and that was an unusually snowy winter at that. Buffalo got that much in one day.

Fifteen years ago the acolytes of the Climate Research Unit in East Anglia were saying that all too soon, snow would be a thing of the past because of irreversible man-made global warming.

As if.

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Al Sharpton doesn't pay his taxes or bills. If I don't pay my bills, my services get shut off. If Al Sharpton doesn't pay his bills...he runs up a tab.

If you owed the government over four million dollars in back taxes, what do you think would happen to you?

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I am getting tired of the notion that pubic hair is disgusting. That's what I take from this Advice Goddess post about feminists declaring that women removing hair is a patriarchal conspiracy or WTF-ever the nonsense du jour is.

Oh, her blockquote is what prompted that thought:
No-Shave November, with its giggling discussions about body hair, usually brings about the same boring jokes about women's body hair, reminding women that they should be shaved clean for the pleasure of the male gaze.
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We don't have to play the part of the perfect pussy-shaving housewife in order to support prostate cancer research. We can turn ourselves into the human Chia Pets of men's nightmares with flowing '70s bushes, bristly leg hair,...
I guess if your society is sex-obsessed, this sort of thing is to be expected, but I sure as hell didn't vote for this.

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So then we get to this post on Nanatsu Taizai, by SDB. At the end of the post, he says:
UPDATE: I need to get my mind out of the gutter. Does Diane have the biggest breasts in anime? Proportionally, no, but in absolute terms she may well.
I read that, then laid back down, and my mind immediately began to whirl.

As a giantess, I reasoned, Diane is about 50 feet tall, which is perhaps 10x the size of a normal human female. (She is actually 100 feet tall, but I did all my calculations with a 10x figure, so there we go.) Given that Steven does not mention any male giants, Diane is obviously in need of, shall we say, a marital aid; how big would it have to be?

And what would it have to be made of? Metal is a no-go; it's cold and at the size we're talking the thing would weigh tons. Okay, figure ten inches in diameter and about five feet long--solid steel (or even aluminum) would simply weigh too much, it would take too long to warm up, and if you wish to incorporate a "massage" function it would take too much power.

Finally I settled on a hollow polyethylene plastic core surrounded by silicone gel, and for the "massage" function I figured a moderately sized chainsaw engine would be enough.

...and then I realized I was trying to engineer a dildo for a giantess. Getting my mind into the gutter would be an improvement.

#4860: Water pump! Hooray!

So I went ahead and did the job today, flushing the Jeep's entire cooling system.

Step one: drain the system. There is a petcock on the right side which you use to drain the cooling system, only it's up in a tiny little crevice through which Jeep decided to run a bundle of wires, thus reducing the total available space for opening said petcock to enough for one thumb and finger. Of course I did not have enough room to apply enough torque to move the thing.

After a few minutes' fiddling I got the small channel lock pliers, and after more time wasted on fiddling I got the thing loose enough that I could start unscrewing it with my fingers. I could only move it so far with my right hand, so I had to switch to my left, and after several alternations I realize that I was tightening it when I switched to my left hand.

Once I got it loose and water started coming out, it got more fun, because quite-literally-ice-cold water was running up my sleeve while I groped blindly for the petcock. There is one path to the petcock, and I cannot look and reach in there at the same time, because that would be convenient.

But I got the thing draining, then went inside to wash coolant off my hands.

Mrs. Fungus: "Is it working?"

Me: [brief pause while I come up with a reply that won't make her kill me] "I haven't even started yet."

So I go to hook up the hose, and get the flush nipple plumbed in, and turn on the water, and...nothing. I said more bad words: the hose was frozen. I tried getting the hose from the back, but that was also frozen, and then I tried stretching the nylon stowable hose...and the miracle of the day happened: it reached the damned spigot.

Flushed a bunch of gunk out of the engine.

Put the plug back in, got the flush stuff into the radiator, filled it with water, started the engine, put in more water, put the rad cap on, let it run until hot, shut it off, went inside.

Waited a bit, then went to hardware store for CLR. I tried taking off the rad cap, and it was already cool, so I left it while I went to the store.

Got home, pulled petcock out to let the system drain, hooked the hose up to flush out the dirty water and flush chemical, and...no water. Hose was frozen. This was the nylon wind-up one, though, so I took it inside and put it in the bathtub and ran hot water on it until it was no longer frozen, then went outside, hooked it up, and flushed out the cooling system. I left the water running and kinked the hose to unscrew it from the fitting.

Got system configured to blow core out with compressed air. Forgot that even if I turn the regulator down to zero, the hose is still pressurized until the hissing stops, and blew rusty crap all over the place, including my face. Went inside, washed face and rinsed out mouth, then resumed work.

Finished blowing out heater core, filled it with CLR, then went to work on putting the radiator drain plug back in. That took a long time, not the least because I forgot to switch directions again, so when I was tightening with my right hand I was loosening with my left. MOTHERFU--

When that was done, I figured it had been long enough for the heater core and blew it out again, then flushed it with water, spraying myself with freezing water in the process. Flushed clean.

Put everything back together, refilled radiator until full. Started engine, filled radiator until full. Put cap on, shut off engine, took off upper heater hose, filled until coolant came out of hose nipple on thermostat housing. Buttoned everything up. Started truck and let it run until hot.

Heat: not present without running engine over about 1,800 RPM.

FFFFFFFUUUUU--

So I decided I'd take a trip to the gas station and fill the tank before it gets expensive next week. When I got to the gas station, the temp gauge was over 210 and the auxiliary cooling fan was running, but the air from the vents remained warm only for a little while at idle. When I checked it again while filling the tank, it was tepid again. Meanwhile aux fan was still running and temp gauge was still over 210.

On the way home, the air from the vents stayed nice and hot, but the temp gauge was still too high and the aux fan was still running. Ordinarily the temp gauge stays a bit under the middle line, but tonight it was that far over the line. The temp gauge went down a bit as I drove home, though it never went below the middle line.

Parked in the driveway, sitting still at idle, with the temp gauge that high, air from the vents cooled off.

At that point I decided it was probably the water pump failing, which did not help my mood one whit. Went inside, saw that Og was on-line, had a text chat with him, and he confirmed my suspicions. He was suspecting air in the system until I told him how I'd filled it, at which point he said, "Well, now it sounds like a water pump," and I said many bad words.

On the plus side, a water pump for a Jeep Cherokee is not an expensive part. I'm going to replace the thermostat at the same time, because they cost peanuts. The Jeep has a bit less than 118K on it, so it's not terribly surprising that it might need a water pump.

Even so: argh.