This is the first house I’ve ever lived in that receives its
water from a private well. Up until
yesterday I thought my only responsibilities were replenishing the salt pellets
when they ran low and every other year replacing the reverse osmosis filters. Unbeknownst to me there is also a filter that
removes radon from the water. When I innocently
called the water company to get the system serviced since we’re trying to sell
the house the sales lady reacted with aghast when I told her I didn’t even know
about the radon filter. They said it was
last serviced in 2004 and should have been changed back in 2006. I bought the house in 2005 and this “very
important procedure” was never identified. My exercise bike is right next to the water
system so apparently I’ve been exercising next to a “highly radioactive” device
for the past couple years.
Water Dude in the House Yesterday at Ground Zero |
So the water people were in the house yesterday and after
talking to the sales lady I thought they’d be showing up in level 4 HAZMAT
gear. Instead, two plumber like dudes, complete with low riding pants, showed
up to replace filters and provide the needed tutorial. I innocently asked them if it was so
important to replace this filter every couple years why that wasn’t posted on
the outside of the device. The blank
stares I received were answer enough.
They disconnected the device and said it had to sit for a few months for
the radiation levels to naturally dissipate.
That led to a discussion on where this dissipation was supposed to take
place because they weren’t moving anything.
They assured me that there was absolutely no danger and I was not going
to be growing a third eye anytime soon.
I asked that they speak with their sales lady about her bedside manner.
My Wife Ready for the Challenge |
In other aquatic news my wife took advantage of yesterday’s
tropical weather to complete the ice bucket challenge. If anyone wants to know what living in the tropics
is like, yesterday’s weather is a perfect example, hot with oppressive humidity
that culminates in a real gutter washing rain storm in the afternoon followed
by even more humidity as the sun comes back out on the saturated
environment. My wife took advantage of
this Panama like weather and carefully rehearsed her speech. She said afterwards that she planned on doing
the same thing I’d done by not reacting to how cold the water was.
And After |
Then she experienced the ice water which robbed her instantaneously
of any resolve in that regard. She ran
shrieking onto the deck which was almost as funny as it was charming. I’m impressed because I know this was a lot
harder for her than it was for me; a lot of iron in that lady.
Date night called for a movie (if you can imagine that) and
we saw The November Man. Pierce Brosnan
has made a late career out of playing retired spies after getting booted from
his 007 gig. He’s back again as an
ex-CIA operative who gets pulled back into the business where he has to
confront old friends and a lethal protégé he trained.
The movie had a lot of well-choreographed action as Brosnan
kills his way from Moscow to Belgrade while romancing a couple of Russian
beauties along the way. I did have some problems
with the editing which jumped around a little too much. Red herrings are fine but only in
moderation. The plot couldn’t decide
what the real story was: the confrontation
or the underlying mission to discredit the Russian politician or rescue the
damsel(s) in distress. When a movie
tries to be everything to everybody it will fail due to its two hour life
span. All that being said the action and
Brosnan lift this flick into the eminently watchable level; just suspend your
disbelief upon entering.
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