Category: adventures in plumbing
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fun with plumbing
Today’s project was: PLUMBING! Because who doesn’t want to work with sewer pipes on a sunny Sunday afternoon? Stupid people, that’s who. The basement sink has always drained slowly. So has the utility sink I installed in the corner of the basement I rather grandly refer to as the brewery. In fact, when the basement Read.
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boring weekend
The drain in the basement floor burped up a bunch of sewer water again. Oh, yay. And here I thought my weekend was going to be boring. I was taking some random stuff to the basement when I noticed the big, wet stain on the basement floor. I had been washing clothes. The clothes washer Read.
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apropo
After cleaning up the dirty dinner dishes, I threw a load of dirty clothes in the wash machine so I could feel at least twice as justified about heading for my basement lair where I was going to pass the better part of two hours playing with my toys. The wash machine finished the first Read.
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snakey-snakey
TL,DR: I snaked the shit out of the sewer yesterday afternoon and it’s all good now. And beer. I just can’t figure out how the sewer works. In theory, it’s a pipe that carries water from a drain to the the city sewer line. In actual fact, though, there are several drains, one leading from Read.
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blockage
Oh boy! A plumbing emergency! Merry Christmas! At least I got to sleep in. Sort of. After feeding the cats, I went back to bed and even fell asleep again, not to wake up until eight. Made a pot of coffee, drank most of it while reading the paper, then stripped the bed and threw Read.
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twists
It appears that my weekend will begin with a plumbing emergency. After brewing the morning pot o’ coffee, I tramped down the stairs to the basement to check on the two batches of beer that were still happily fermenting away on the work bench. As I passed the basement sink, the dark, wet stain around Read.
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bloody
“Is blood supposed to be coming out of the faucet?” My Darling B asked yesterday when she went to wash her hands in the bathroom sink. The short answer was yes, blood was supposed to come out of the faucet. I was so desperate to get a plumber here to work on the water heater Read.
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snake
I had to snake out the sewer today. When I say it that way, it sounds kind of cool, as if there might have been trained snakes involved that would do the work for me. The reality was a lot less cool. Practically zero cool, after all the pros and cons canceled each other out. Read.
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scum
I pulled a six-inch-long living booger from the drain in the bathroom sink the other day. Not “living” in the sense that I had to wrestle it into the toilet while it gnashed at me with its slavering fangs, but it was very clearly a sickeningly large, living clot of scum that had not only Read.
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swag
My Christmas morning prezzie from The Great Big Cosmic FU* was a plugged-up bathroom drain. It was starting to drain slowly earlier this week so that by Sunday morning I was standing in a deepening pool of my own effluvia as I washed up. There is but one way to unclog the bathroom drain, but Read.
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