Well, well, well

Two weeks without reliable water in the house. We’ve been buying 2.5gal jugs of clean water from the grocery store. The water is not as terrible as last week, but it’s still cloudy and orange, and varies minute to minute. It’s definitely not good enough to drink or shower in, so I’ve been showering at work. But we’ve given up trying to protect the pipes from whatever is in the water, and are now OK with using toilets at least – the alternative was a drag.

We had some water treatment/well repair people out on Wednesday and they sent a camera down the well to see what was going on. They had to run the water out of the well as the camera dropped, and a lot of time was spent waiting for the water level to drop. But, that’s how it works.

The casing at the top of the well, which is there to stabilize things and to prevent ground water from getting in, looked OK. But that only goes down to 60 feet or so, IIRC. Past that, there were a couple of spots where we could see murky water running into the well, and some staining on the rock that suggests it could be a source of the problem. That was at 90′. They saw the water coming in on the camera’s way down, but on its way back up, that water had slowed. So, that could mean it was just a crevice where the well’s bad water was collecting, and emptied out when the water level dropped. Or it could mean it’s an actual source of bad water but which flows at a variable rate.

They were able to go down to ~150′ with the camera. After that it became impossible to navigate the camera around the metal brackets that are installed every few dozen feet to hold the tubes and wires that connect the pump to the surface. But the well is like 400-450′ deep so anything could be happening down there.

We’re waiting for them to get back to us, but we assume they’re going to recommend adding additional casing to seal off that spot at 90′. No idea what that will cost, yet. No idea if it will fix the problem or not.

Bottom line is: the well is bad. It’s probably iron and iron-eating bacteria (along with tannins and other crap). Nobody knows if we can get rid of it.

A new well costs close to $10,000 – and there’s no guarantee that a new well wouldn’t go bad too.

Where Have You Been, Rubin?

Jennifer Rubin:

Rep. Will Hurd (R-Tex.), who appeared Sunday on ABC’s “This Week,” made an interesting observation. “It’s going to go down in the history of Mother Russia as the greatest covert action campaign, not because President Trump won,” he said. “There was no manipulation of the vote-tallying machines. It’s going to go down as the greatest covert action because it drove a — created a wedge, whether real or perceived, between the White House, the intelligence community, and the American public.” Well, it will also go down as the greatest covert action in history because Russia sought to manipulate the outcome of our election and provided assistance to the Trump campaign. Moreover, Vladimir Putin has convinced a significant chunk of the American electorate that Trump is “illegitimate.” (One poll shows 57 percent of young voters between 18 and 30 consider him “illegitimate.”) And worse, it’s convinced many Americans that our president’s word cannot be trusted.

Anyone who needed this to be convinced that Trump’s word cannot be trusted hasn’t heard a fucking thing he’s said since he started running for the role of President. Yes, of course Trump lied about this. He lies about everything, constantly and needlessly. Welcome to 2015.

Stevie Nicks & The Pretenders

We saw The Pretenders open for Stevie Nicks, last night. I was a little wary of seeing them, so long after their heyday – could they still play, could Chrissie Hynde still sing? Yes, and emphatically yes! She actually sounds as good as she ever has, and she seemed to be in good spirits. They played a few newer songs at the front of their set, and then went on to play most of their hits and great early songs. Their set was pretty long, for an opening band; but they could’ve played three times as long and I wouldn’t have minded.

I was pleased to see that their steel guitar player was using a Carr amp. They’re made in our little town of Pittsboro, NC. I’d have one, if I could justify the (considerable) expense.

The show was at our local 20,000-seat NHL stadium, so the sound was atrocious: huge drums, sizzling highs, and everything else smashed into a roaring and reverberating mid-range miasma.

I’m not really familiar with Stevie Nicks’ solo stuff other than the big radio hits, and she played all of those, and some Fleetwood Mac classics. But she also played a lot of stuff that was unreleased or forgotten or stuff that she wanted to improve on the original recording – a deep tracks set for true fans, I guess. So, I was lost for most of the set. Mrs knows Nicks’ solo records, but there were a few songs even she didn’t recognize. Helpfully, Nicks introduced nearly every song with a long story about how it came to be. She still sounded remarkably good, though.