Sunday, May 26, 2013
Thursday, April 25, 2013
There has also been much joy!
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Ohhh, my poor children. I saw this commercial at the restaurant at lunch today... and unfortunately thought of myself. And I won't even be passing them down a Volkswagen, so they really are getting hosed. But hey, at least I don't wander around the house in my briefs...
Friday, January 4, 2013
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
A trip to Davis Salvage, some last minute welding by Campbell Enterprises (check out what they normally build!), a paint job, and I had a new pumpkin mortar. New on the left, old on the right.
After a few back parking lot tests, we had a new and fairly reliable detonation system. Still used 2 liter bottles, but instead of the traditional try ice, we came up with a nitrogen system. Fitting in the cap, and a nitrogen bottle from the lab capable of several hundred psi does the trick. Turns out that a 2 liter can withstand about 150 psi before failing. It also means we can preload everything, bottle and projectile, and then add pressure, so no more worries about losing appendages for some fun at work.
Melting one of the ice balls to get it to drop into the barrel.
Sitting by our little fire chiminea the other night, I got the brilliant idea that it would be so much better with some forced air feeding the fire. So a few nights later...
Drilled a few holes.
Attach a section of flexible ventilation tubing.
Hook up the old blower from the now defunct water slide.
And presto... instant roaring fire!
The downside appears to be that it shoots flaming coals 10 feet from the fire. The addition of a throttling valve a few nights later solved that problem. It worked fantastic over Christmas. I went from pile of wood to coals for roasting dogs and marshmallows in approximately 5 minutes.
We also performed another fire first over Christmas, at least for our house. Grandpa has had a sort of tradition of cooking a turkey in a trash can. And since they came to our house for Christmas, we had to pull it off here.
Making preparations to the can and building a turkey stand.
Inserting the bird, stuffed with fresh herbs from the garden.
Levi doing the honors.
Burned down to a nice glowing heap of coals.
Checking the temp on the bird. Just right, and the legs were falling off.