The McQueen's house has one of those central-vacuum systems. The machine part is in the garage. Covered holes are located throughout the house. When you plug the vacuum hose into one of those holes, the circuit is closed, the vacuum turns on, and you can clean the house.
All the holes must me covered for the vacuum to work. If a hole is uncovered, the vacuum pressure is divided between that hole and the vacuum hose. The suction is reduced.
A while back, one of the covers for one of the holes fell off. In order to rectify the situation, the McQueens found a hand-puppet of a bear. The bear had a big head. They stuck it—body first—into the vacuum system hole. This didn't work 100%. But it was good enough.
Then, one day, Robin's boyfriend, Arthur, mentioned he had an extra wall hole with a cover. (I don't know what you call those things.) He came over one day and replaced the old hole with the new one.
And the vacuum sucks hard again. Thanks very much Arthur.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
I'm An Artist Too (82)
The sister is saying to the brother "Don't raise me, bro!" (Cuz that's her parent's job.)
Monday, September 22, 2008
Another Cold Winter
Last week a major cold-front moved across Ottawa. One day, it was so warm you could barely sleep. The next night it was so cold I needed two duvet covers on my bed.
"Why would one need two duvet covers on one's bed?" you ask.
"It's cold in my room!" I answer.
"Turn up the heat," you suggest.
"I can't!" I answer.
"Why not?" you ask.
"Read today's blog," I answer.
For, you see, the story goes back to the summer. When the McQueens were on their family vacation, on the day they were to come home, when I got up in the morning, I came downstairs to a loud humming noise. I tried looking for where the noise was coming from. Every time I felt like I was getting closer, the noise would stop.
After a while, the noise would return, and I'd start my search. Eventually, my search took me to the basement, then to the furnace. The loud hum was coming from the furnace. This is upsetting because, as long-time blog readers will remember, the McQueens had their furnace fixed last December. In fact, the motor had to be replaced. Now, something is wrong with it again.
When the McQueens got back from vacation, they heard the hum. When they found the source, they turned the furnace off. That was at the beginning of August. The hum went away. The house was kept warm by this big, blazing ball of fire in the sky.
Until earlier this week when it got cold.
One day, as I was sitting in my room, Jane walked into my room with a duvet cover and threw it on my bed, and told me "You're going to need this. The furnace is broken, and it could be a while before it gets fixed."
Even though its starting to get cold at night, I'm not that worried. The furnace will be fixed soon. I think I have a higher tolerance for cold than most other people in the house. I figure that others will put the pressures on the powers-that-be to get the furnace fixed before it really bothers me.
Until then, I have my two duvet covers, and a third one waiting to go.
"Why would one need two duvet covers on one's bed?" you ask.
"It's cold in my room!" I answer.
"Turn up the heat," you suggest.
"I can't!" I answer.
"Why not?" you ask.
"Read today's blog," I answer.
For, you see, the story goes back to the summer. When the McQueens were on their family vacation, on the day they were to come home, when I got up in the morning, I came downstairs to a loud humming noise. I tried looking for where the noise was coming from. Every time I felt like I was getting closer, the noise would stop.
After a while, the noise would return, and I'd start my search. Eventually, my search took me to the basement, then to the furnace. The loud hum was coming from the furnace. This is upsetting because, as long-time blog readers will remember, the McQueens had their furnace fixed last December. In fact, the motor had to be replaced. Now, something is wrong with it again.
When the McQueens got back from vacation, they heard the hum. When they found the source, they turned the furnace off. That was at the beginning of August. The hum went away. The house was kept warm by this big, blazing ball of fire in the sky.
Until earlier this week when it got cold.
One day, as I was sitting in my room, Jane walked into my room with a duvet cover and threw it on my bed, and told me "You're going to need this. The furnace is broken, and it could be a while before it gets fixed."
Even though its starting to get cold at night, I'm not that worried. The furnace will be fixed soon. I think I have a higher tolerance for cold than most other people in the house. I figure that others will put the pressures on the powers-that-be to get the furnace fixed before it really bothers me.
Until then, I have my two duvet covers, and a third one waiting to go.
Friday, September 19, 2008
He's a Mac AND A PC!
According to today's article, the new "I'm A PC" commercial that MicroSoft recently launched to counter Apple's "I'm A Mac" ads was created in Adobe's Creative Suite on a Mac!
All I can say is LOL!
All I can say is LOL!
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
I'm An Artist Too (81)
The sky is saying to the smoke stacks "Don't haze me, bro!"
Extra Credit: Can anybody tell me what today's picture makes reference to?
HINT: Here's another picture, from a better angle.
Extra Credit: Can anybody tell me what today's picture makes reference to?
HINT: Here's another picture, from a better angle.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
I'm An Artist Too (79)
The copper pipe is saying to the welder "Don't braze me, bro!"
"Brazing" is like soldering, except at a higher temperature.
"Brazing" is like soldering, except at a higher temperature.
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