Thanks Tibs, I'll be workin 7 -10 1/2 hr days and maybe 12s, but I'll try to pop in now and then...
we'll be counting on it!
Eleaf GS Air Fan : Part 2
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we'll be counting on it!
Coiling music.
No, Cheech hasn't persuaded me yet. But... I found myself across the street from Sally's Beauty Supplies in Brunswick, Maine a few days ago. The name seemed familiar, though I couldn't place it. Went in. Weird. Diabolical devices, unguents, tints, the stuff of incantations and dancing witches. Unfamiliar to an old guy who likes hardware stores and book shops.
Drew myself up to my full girth, and enquired of the young lady with tri-color curlsmanningmanaging the till, "Have you any rayon?" The look on her face showed a rotund lack of comprehension. I tried again, "R a y o n (That was me, spelling aloud, in the gentle voice I use when a large dog bares its fangs...), you know, the viscose fiber." Blank look. "They say hairdressers use it to keep stuff from dripping down blouses. Might be a cord, or rope."
The eyeballs were illuminated. She smiled. She led me down many aisles, and pointed at the bottom shelf. "There," she intoned, pointing at little boxes clearly carrying the cotton logo.
"Errr....ummm....those are cotton. I'm looking for rayon, an artificial fiber made of ground up trees..." She cut me off, with disdain, and summoned a manager old enough to be my granddaughter, nearly. She admired my istick 30, with a GS-tank, and informed me, with that superior air one finds among Ferrari owners, "Mine's eleaf!" I gently removed the silicone sleeve, and showed her the eleaf logo. Her jaw dropped by at least eleven iq points. That ritual out of the way, she asked if I wanted the cellu-cotton for wicks. I affirmed her speculation.
"Wait here!" she ordered. What's a man to do, when lost in a maze of mystifying products, and directed to stay put by a lass with as much metal in her nostrils, lips, and eyebrows as the Tin man had in his entire body? I waited precisely there.
She returned promptly, carrying a large box containing 500 feet of rayon. 500 feet, enough to gift wrap Rhode Island with excess sufficient to give Chris Christie a tummy tuck! "Do you by chance have any smaller boxes? That might last a couple of centuries if I re-wick round the clock."
"Try one of our larger stores," she smiled. "Scarborough's only about an hour from here, and they may have some in little bags."
We grinned politely at one another, and I beat a hasty retreat. Keep encouraging me, Cheech.
It was worth it just to see the flora and fauna that live at Sally's.
One day you will succumb!
Thanks Tibs, I'll be workin 7 -10 1/2 hr days and maybe 12s, but I'll try to pop in now and then...
Don't get too enthusiastic with the local wildlife, Bike.
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Coiling music.
No, Cheech hasn't persuaded me yet. But... I found myself across the street from Sally's Beauty Supplies in Brunswick, Maine a few days ago. The name seemed familiar, though I couldn't place it. Went in. Weird. Diabolical devices, unguents, tints, the stuff of incantations and dancing witches. Unfamiliar to an old guy who likes hardware stores and book shops.
Drew myself up to my full girth, and enquired of the young lady with tri-color curlsmanningmanaging the till, "Have you any rayon?" The look on her face showed a rotund lack of comprehension. I tried again, "R a y o n (That was me, spelling aloud, in the gentle voice I use when a large dog bares its fangs...), you know, the viscose fiber." Blank look. "They say hairdressers use it to keep stuff from dripping down blouses. Might be a cord, or rope."
The eyeballs were illuminated. She smiled. She led me down many aisles, and pointed at the bottom shelf. "There," she intoned, pointing at little boxes clearly carrying the cotton logo.
"Errr....ummm....those are cotton. I'm looking for rayon, an artificial fiber made of ground up trees..." She cut me off, with disdain, and summoned a manager old enough to be my granddaughter, nearly. She admired my istick 30, with a GS-Tank, and informed me, with that superior air one finds among Ferrari owners, "Mine's eleaf!" I gently removed the silicone sleeve, and showed her the eleaf logo. Her jaw dropped by at least eleven iq points. That ritual out of the way, she asked if I wanted the cellu-cotton for wicks. I affirmed her speculation.
"Wait here!" she ordered. What's a man to do, when lost in a maze of mystifying products, and directed to stay put by a lass with as much metal in her nostrils, lips, and eyebrows as the Tin man had in his entire body? I waited precisely there.
She returned promptly, carrying a large box containing 500 feet of rayon. 500 feet, enough to gift wrap Rhode Island with excess sufficient to give Chris Christie a tummy tuck! "Do you by chance have any smaller boxes? That might last a couple of centuries if I re-wick round the clock."
"Try one of our larger stores," she smiled. "Scarborough's only about an hour from here, and they may have some in little bags."
We grinned politely at one another, and I beat a hasty retreat. Keep encouraging me, Cheech.
It was worth it just to see the flora and fauna that live at Sally's.
The funniest thing I've read all week. I laughed so much because it is so true! I dry my tears and settle down....then this happens
It does promote wild life though...
I think my drink ran out my nose for this one. Y'all are in fine form this evening gentleman. Fine form indeed!
Created a new blog entry with a tip for the newer GS Air users that want to start recoiling.
I'm sure this tip is old hat for the veterans.
Necklace Wicking
Oh, and Good Morning!
I'm sure this tip is old hat for the veterans.
Necklace Wicking
Oh, and Good Morning!
Think I found one of her Ladies in awaiting at the county fair.That's why Lynn's the QUEEN of COILS!!!
How many ohms you thinks those coils have? 'nuff to smoke a leg of mutton?
Because it's a must have!! I had no more rebuilds and didn't want to use stock coils again this week.
Howdy Airheads. Been busy today working on trying to finish up painting my bedroom. Whew! I'm pooped! Still got another coat to go, but that will have to wait for another weekend.
Happy Sunday everyone.
Happy Sunday everyone.
Hey LVM! Prep for painting is a pain, painting isn't so bad.
Stay within the lines!
Stay within the lines!
Yes. The prep work is the worst, AND painting at the corners where the ceiling and the walls meet; especially when you have popcorn ceilings. That is what took the longest and it still needs a second coat.Hey LVM! Prep for painting is a pain, painting isn't so bad.
Stay within the lines!
My neck and shoulders are just aching. It will be so worth it in the end. It's already starting to look soooooooooooooo purty. I will not paint another room in my house for a while, though.
You must report now... Fooshia???Yes. The prep work is the worst, AND painting at the corners where the ceiling and the walls meet; especially when you have popcorn ceilings. That is what took the longest and it still needs a second coat.
It will be so worth it in the end. It's already starting to look soooooooooooooo purty. I will not paint another room in my house for a while, though.
Very nice!Hahaha. No. Not fooshia. A lovely shade of aqua.
Will you be etching a little tootle fish on the door?
Just finished my dinner of a yummy sauteed chicken breast with rice and brown gravy, with green beans. Yumm-o! 
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