Hot-rodded them up!
So... I don't know what I was googling when I found (really. someone really needs to keep a closer watch on me) platinum-catalyst impregnated cotton. Remembering reading up on the handwarmers, that's kind of what they use in those. I bought a baggie-full, (which seems to be many lifetime's supply worth) for $5.
It's a bag of fluffy gray cotton. It's probably not dangerous. I didn't wear latex gloves. Didn't hurt.
The heads of the zippo warmers are
I used the battery ones, which I've had for a while but didn't use much. They are two 18650 rechargeable batteries with an on/off button.
They work good. Get 2.5+ hours out of them and they get nice and warm. Not hot. Not like the fuel ones.
Some places I go to forbid even a lighter in their complex, so these work.
Now... the fluid type...
Coleman white gas. I've googled it, but it all seems pretty generalized. (many say it's the same thing. With tweaks.) I tested it
Could be pretty bad. I didn't give it any acknowledgement or concern when it happened and just took some old pain-pills when I got home.
That was bad because I couldn't feel it hurt and I'm sure I made it much worse.
I am scheduled off this week and have just been sleeping and doing nothing. It seems to be improving.
I am trying to not go to the doctor. I hates them. It might be something I just live with.
I ate sausage-weenies today. 'Cause I didn't travel.
I got hurt at work. But I didn't know it. On this 'vertical conveyance'.
(My work has totally forbidden me from doing some vertical conveyances.
This one... is a rubber belt that runs up-n-down from the ground floor, to the roof. So, us workmen just grab this rubber belt, an just go up! It has no brakes. Or stop. or cage. Just the next floor. Coming. Fast.)
But this wasn't one of those. It was a cable. A motor-
Actually, not all that woo-y.
The are exactly like the other ones, but smaller[/b]!!!
Zippo now makes the fluid-type warmer less than half the size of the other ones. About 1 1/2 of the regular zippo lighter sized.
They say they are good for six hours and I played with one last night, and it did over six hours. Easy. If I fill it double-full, I'm sure I can get 10 or more hours out of it.
Like the others, these get HOT. If you leave them out of t
I've always grown catnip, for the FatCat and friend's cats. They say my homegrown stuff makes their cats go much much crazier than the lame store-bought dirt-weed.
I eventually graduated to a, like, 20 or 30 gallon ceramic pot. I haven't had to reseed or replant for years, because the roots (?) live through the winter and it just comes back on its own. It's technically a mint. You can't kill it.
I was making The Big Harvest, which I dry each year , so kitty can get stone
He fell, and his fall-arrest safety equipment failed.
I'm a contractor (non-union) and so was he (union).
The last I heard, the company, of course, AND the union threw him under the bus. They are claiming that if he had thoroughly inspected his equipment before using it (which is a mandatory rule), he would have known it was defective. I'm very surprised the union bailed on him, and I'm not sure what's up with that. The official statements have been vague to none, they tend to k
I've been frostbitten many times, (thanks hockey! thanks motorcycles!) starting when I was pretty young. It doesn't take long for my fingers to become completely unusable in cold weather. I've got every pair of cool gloves ever made. I got mil-spec "mutant-mitts" last year, which are pretty much the definitive glove. They are much too large for doing any work, but great for climbing.
The little powder-pack shake handwarmers kind of work, but not really. When it's very very cold, and th
I don't know why, but I'm really glad that the cold is here this year.
I like winter. It has more pockets.
In preparation, I just ordered $200 of mil surplus stuff. Cheap insulated bibs, I plan on wearing as a layer, expensive insulated pants, because the Army says so, that are supposed to be outerwear, but I plan on them being a layer. New Mickey boots. And these metallic-looking felt boot liners.
A suck-day working, in January, at 300', is suckey, but when it's over, I get
I'm not sure that "blog" is even a real word.
I'll take a new approach, and post my drunken ramblings here. No one may ever see them, but I guess that's ok. Right now, I don't have much to say, but I'll think of something.
My ear hurts. Part of it might come off.