MerlintheMad
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From my diary:
29Oct22: Went out to my car to drive over to the church (to mop floors), and the driver’s side was spotted with water: Dolly’s car was spotted with water, on the passenger side!? WTH!!??, I looked all around for a source, but the cement was dry except where station seven had finished less than half an hour ago: dried off all the droplets, paying particular attention to the glass: as miffed as I can get, I did my best to stuff this mystery in the back of my mind and went over and mopped and then returned to the mystery: as I was pulling into the driveway, the sunlight shining through showed hard water dried on the windshield, grrr!!!, I stopped right there and got out the spray bottle and went over the entire windshield, rubbing very firmly: spots still there, but knocked back maybe half, so, I’ll get them off eventually: went in the house and turned on station seven: nothing spraying randomly: changed to station eight (the drip) and holy Hannah a gusher spraying from the base of the fence straight at the carport rafters (that would explain the dampness around every leaf on the floor, but since the drip had gone off at three o’clock in the morning, the cement had dried, deepening the mystery, since the leaves had escaped my attention and I only saw dry cement, i.e., no obvious water source until I turned on the drip): turned off the water and dried off my car and returned with the drip hardware and went to where I thought the gusher had been – it had looked like a missing goof plug hole, which has NEVER happened before – but I saw a broken off emitter cap with the cap and attached hose lying on the ground, so, okay I saw it wrong, was my conclusion (given my especially lately propensity to see or not see things in detail accurately): replaced the emitter in a new hole and plugged the old one: turned on station eight, *GUSHER!*, and now naughty words began to form: I saw that Dolly’s driver side doors were wide open in the bargain, and dimly recalled that she had come home from walking with Selma in the midst of all this, and had said something about “finishing up for me, thanks”, but saw nothing inside the car on either seat, and shut the driver door and then pushed on the rear passenger door and *crunch!*, WTH!!!???, ripped the door open and saw her walking sticks in the way, now I was really shouting nasty things, stomped up the stairs and threw her sticks at the bathroom door, then turned the water off and went out and dried off my car aaagain and plugged the hole, expecting the goof plug to jet away to some unknown place when I turned the water back on, but it was completely solidly anchored, not even any dampness leaking around the edges: so, WTH is going on here?, I can’t see anything that should go in that hole, and WHY NOW AFTER LITERALLY DECADES!!!!????, and why THIS spot pointing over my wife’s car to reach mine? I just hate things like this, beyond my powers of expression (so, Dolly thinks it was caused by one of “her girls” working on the drip, and I asked how long ago was that, and she said at first, “a year, two years, ago? Maybe six or seven years? I don’t know!” *laugh*; and I theorize that the only way a goof plug could come “out” is if it were never fully pushed in, and being just tight, but not clicked, it held for a while then finally got forced out: the hole looked perfectly unmarred and that would not be the case if a goof plug were removed after clicking into place, the hole would be ripped/jagged, so, goof plug pressed in but not all the way: but, why RIGHT THERE??, it was all perfect, you couldn’t measure or angle the gusher any better to get to my car – from freaking 20+ feet away!)
29Oct22: Went out to my car to drive over to the church (to mop floors), and the driver’s side was spotted with water: Dolly’s car was spotted with water, on the passenger side!? WTH!!??, I looked all around for a source, but the cement was dry except where station seven had finished less than half an hour ago: dried off all the droplets, paying particular attention to the glass: as miffed as I can get, I did my best to stuff this mystery in the back of my mind and went over and mopped and then returned to the mystery: as I was pulling into the driveway, the sunlight shining through showed hard water dried on the windshield, grrr!!!, I stopped right there and got out the spray bottle and went over the entire windshield, rubbing very firmly: spots still there, but knocked back maybe half, so, I’ll get them off eventually: went in the house and turned on station seven: nothing spraying randomly: changed to station eight (the drip) and holy Hannah a gusher spraying from the base of the fence straight at the carport rafters (that would explain the dampness around every leaf on the floor, but since the drip had gone off at three o’clock in the morning, the cement had dried, deepening the mystery, since the leaves had escaped my attention and I only saw dry cement, i.e., no obvious water source until I turned on the drip): turned off the water and dried off my car and returned with the drip hardware and went to where I thought the gusher had been – it had looked like a missing goof plug hole, which has NEVER happened before – but I saw a broken off emitter cap with the cap and attached hose lying on the ground, so, okay I saw it wrong, was my conclusion (given my especially lately propensity to see or not see things in detail accurately): replaced the emitter in a new hole and plugged the old one: turned on station eight, *GUSHER!*, and now naughty words began to form: I saw that Dolly’s driver side doors were wide open in the bargain, and dimly recalled that she had come home from walking with Selma in the midst of all this, and had said something about “finishing up for me, thanks”, but saw nothing inside the car on either seat, and shut the driver door and then pushed on the rear passenger door and *crunch!*, WTH!!!???, ripped the door open and saw her walking sticks in the way, now I was really shouting nasty things, stomped up the stairs and threw her sticks at the bathroom door, then turned the water off and went out and dried off my car aaagain and plugged the hole, expecting the goof plug to jet away to some unknown place when I turned the water back on, but it was completely solidly anchored, not even any dampness leaking around the edges: so, WTH is going on here?, I can’t see anything that should go in that hole, and WHY NOW AFTER LITERALLY DECADES!!!!????, and why THIS spot pointing over my wife’s car to reach mine? I just hate things like this, beyond my powers of expression (so, Dolly thinks it was caused by one of “her girls” working on the drip, and I asked how long ago was that, and she said at first, “a year, two years, ago? Maybe six or seven years? I don’t know!” *laugh*; and I theorize that the only way a goof plug could come “out” is if it were never fully pushed in, and being just tight, but not clicked, it held for a while then finally got forced out: the hole looked perfectly unmarred and that would not be the case if a goof plug were removed after clicking into place, the hole would be ripped/jagged, so, goof plug pressed in but not all the way: but, why RIGHT THERE??, it was all perfect, you couldn’t measure or angle the gusher any better to get to my car – from freaking 20+ feet away!)
