The Great Plotnik

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Heat! Nice Heat!

Nice heat. Nice heat. Good boy. Good boy. Nice heat.

The culprit was probably the rust you see on the furnace inducer motor. What's an inducer? Oh, it's that thing that catches all the rust. Most importantly, all the pieces ended up fitting. Which is to say Plotnik went to the plumbing supply house, hung around until they figured out which motor he needed, ordered it from Texas, they delivered it on time, the heating man went and picked it up at the shop and came here this morning on schedule, took out the old and put in the new, turned on the unit and:

WHOOOOOSH! Heatheatheatheat!

So that little winter interlude is over. What's next? At least not snow like this.

You're looking at a photo of Clinton Avenue in Brooklyn taken by the Great PD at 8am yesterday. Not here. Plot is sitting at his desk without two sweaters and a hat. Nice. Nice heat. Good boy!


At 10:36 AM, Blogger notthatlucas said...

You should go buy some lottery tickets - this heater thing working out points to you having a day with uncanny good luck. You'll thank me later.

At 10:48 AM, Anonymous Brother Two Names said...

Its supposed to be 80 in LA this weekend.

At 4:15 PM, Blogger J and J said...

The furnace at Mom's house where Becca is living went out yesterday and here I sit waiting for Salesman Bob to come give me the bad news. I will have 3 bids for 9 products and will decide what to do later tonight so I can schedule for Monday. Phew. Any suggestions?
Hugs from Cousin Mama Seattle!

At 7:35 PM, Blogger mary ann said...

Yeah ~ good news!


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