Thursday, January 7, 2010

i lost my heart somewhere...i need to take more time...

the good be tonyas, they are the tits i do believe. this morning i will be re-organizing my studio a bit, more shelves..open up the space. i removed a water-heater from the garage(my studio), the space was built to be a car detailing shop...transfers very well to a clay-studio. i was hurrying, in the middle of moving a friend, dropping off some shelves..when i said to my buddy, "hey let's take this old water heater out so i can put more shelving up." so i then start to rapidly rip the sucka put, cutting through wires(power was off), and generally wrestling the beast detaching it from the wall...then there was one. a solitary piece of plastic pipe, that i now know is the water supply. tearing into it with a pair of garden shears, the artery responds, gushing water five feet up into the air. mind you we where just stopping to drop off some shelves, and we now found ourselves in an all out five alarm frenzy, trying to find the main shutoff as water came forth in biblical proportions. luckily the place is set up for water to be flowing, and the new river made a path directly towards the central drain. i was very excited, saying " i will go shut off the main water valve.". for some reason i like this, i am gather shovels and picks dash across the lawn and began excavating through the six foot snow-drift to get to the water main. this takes a good ten minutes of intense digging, pulling, and generally fighting against the frozen lid, trying to get it off...finally i do and i am able to turn off the levers that is down in a four foot hole. happy that i have arrested the flood i run back, excited about the good news, to find andrew calmly rearranging the shelves... i say " hey, got the water off"..to which he replies, "i told you i found the valve" i was like "when" , he was like "when you ran by the door." "i thought you said you couldn't find it", "no man, i said i did!" sooo, there you go..now i get to learn some more plumbing as i must plug up the line to the w.heater before i can get water back...*disclaimer* there tends to be a descriptive stretch in this story...but like mark twain says "whats a story without a stretch"..actually i just made that up, he never that but i bet he gladly takes credit from the beyond the grave ;)

4 comments:

jim gottuso said...

i feel for you jeff... hate plumbing and have had to do too much of it lately

Christine--RHP said...

betcha yer adrenaline's runnin now!

what a pain--sorry you had to deal with this.

-Rob, Simple Circle Studios said...

Well told, sir. Mr. Twain would be proud. At least nothing got destroyed (did it?) during your little fiasco. As far as plumbing goes, you should be able to just cap that pipe, shouldn't you?

www.jeffmartinceramics.blogspot.com said...

yes a cap should do it rob...the main issue will not be fixing it. it will be the visit to the plumbing store, and my trying to hold back and not by all kinds of shit that i don't need now. i amalways collecting things for these "sculptures i will make one day"..yes christine my adrenaline was kickin'!