On Sat, 2 Feb 2008 20:40:11 -0500, with neither quill nor qualm, "Ed
Huntress" quickly quoth:

In the house, I used some kind of foaming termite stuff around ten years ago
that also ran several feet up between the walls. I just filled the cavity
with foam. I forget what it was called. I think I've gotten the buggers,
finally, after years of struggling with them.

That's good. I wonder if the people who bought my house spent the $6k
the exterminator wanted to do the job. They've since fenced the yard
and put a dozen old cars behind it, and they have a couple dogs who
bark all the time, from what I understand. (Karma is finally coming to
those asshole neighbors who tied their dogs up in the back yards of
their condos while they were at work, driving me up the wall all day
and half the night long.)


Oh, yeah. I should tell you about what I'm doing this weekend: snaking out
the tub drain, which is cast iron (yes, cast iron, not the welded-seam
galvanized steel stuff). Not fun. And then I have to hope the cast bronze
J-trap ($40 now for a direct replacement -- and the joint is a tapered,
machined joint that won't mate with anything else) fits back in properly.

Luck be with you, sir. Plumbing is a Not Fun endeavor. Always.


I'd rather be ice fishing.

Brrr! Pass.

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The world is wide, and I will not waste my life in friction
when it could be turned into momentum.
--Frances Willard (1839 - 1898)
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