9-9-08 A word of caution...

As I said previously, I have never worked with PVC pipe before. Being a master plumber (local 1201), I thought I could figure out how to install the pipe without reading the directions on the glue. Damn my gnomish sense of pride! I started to apply the primer and glue to some fittings, when the room began to spin. I began to see images of my homeland...the grain fields of the northland, the beautiful beaches on the eastern shore, the sulfur fire caves of the west side. Then I started seeing visions of purple elephants dancing to Pink Floyd's “Dark Side of the Moon” and a cute gnome girl I dated in high school throwing balls of mud at me as I ran naked on the cricket field. It made no sense! Suddenly I felt a slap to my face, snapping me out of my daze. Mr. S found me wandering the house with a piece of pipe on my head screaming “I'm a pretty gnome!” I was very embarrassed.

Word to the wise....always work in a well ventilated area when you are working with PVC glue.

9-9-08 Water go down the hole

It takes a lot to surprise me. Mr. S asked me to help him install the new plumbing in the kitchen. Now I am a master plumber back in Gnomistan (local 1201) but I have never worked with such space age technology! PVC pipe, PEX tubing...it blows my gnomish mind! Back in Gnomistan we never used such fantastic technology. Back at home, for water pipes we used the hollowed out femurs of the ferocious Jar-Gin beast (roughly equivalent to a large chipmunk). Many plumbers would lose their lives just connecting a simple water fountain. I must take this magic back to Gnomistan as soon as possible...our union ranks are thinning rapidly!