Showing posts with label insulation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label insulation. Show all posts

Saturday, November 6, 2010

A Day Without Reflectix®

is a day without retinal burns.   Do not look directly into these pictures.

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This is technically a heated bay, so it stays about 4°F. warmer than the outside.  At 45° this is excellent, but at 15° ... well, the math is foggy but you get the idea.  How much 100 proof vodka would it take to keep 100 gallons of water from freezing at 15°F?  [This is not rhetorical.  Please submit your answers below in Celsius and metric.  Show your work.]  We hope the Reflectix will nudge the equation in our favor.



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We did the door earlier in the season.  Here's my contribution:
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Pardon my slinky.  This one is not stinky, on account of not having a blackwater tank.   Stop me if you've heard this one ...  we installed another valve that allows gray water to flow into the (already emptied and cleaned) black tank for extra storage.

As for the insulated bay floor, I'm skeptical.  It's better than nothing.  There are lots of things it's better than, but it's still inadequate.  This bay is also heated, though, so we'll get some help there - thanks, fossil fuel!  I'm glad you're a renewable resource.

This one is for Annie's little cold head.  There ya go, Little Head!
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What else?  [looks around]

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This is the basement window of a "house" (an immobile structure that some people take shelter in when their RV is broken).  The window covering shattered completely this summer, and apparently no longer exists outside my memory.  Any ideas for replacements?


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I made this picture small because it doesn't deserve to be bigger.  Our furnace's lowest setting is too hot, and I put this on the thermostat to fix that.  It won't;  please submit your thermodynamically-sound reason below, using Newton's own words.

I still have a little left ...
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... aaand, it's gone.
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While the sun shone, I hit the tow dolly with a few shots of Rust-oleum® which I like to pronounce like Maus-oleum®.
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If you live somewhere like New Mexico or heaven, you might wonder, without real curiosity, what is the blue stuff I keep seeing reflected in the photos?  I wondered for a long time, too, until I realized.  It was the sky. Please help me.