<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:03:03.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Borths Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-4256849094664438303</id><published>2010-02-04T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:48:57.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uU--qaLNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/6GDH14rd0_Q/s1600-h/lets-hear-it-for-chemists.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uU--qaLNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/6GDH14rd0_Q/s400/lets-hear-it-for-chemists.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434601185046310098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this picture a while ago, and I just stumbled across it while editing photos for the last post.  It amuses me, since I work on both sides of cancer...causing and curing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-4256849094664438303?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4256849094664438303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=4256849094664438303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/4256849094664438303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/4256849094664438303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-picture.html' title='Random Picture'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uU--qaLNI/AAAAAAAAAM8/6GDH14rd0_Q/s72-c/lets-hear-it-for-chemists.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-4357788423040227450</id><published>2010-02-04T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:01:12.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Setting up Shop</title><content type='html'>I've been getting interested in woodworking lately, and for Christmas this year, my parents got me a table saw.  This one tool has really opened up the possibilities of woodworking projects that I can now tackle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with a small project, camp chairs.  I wanted some folding camp chairs that the family could take camping that were more than simple folding chairs.  I found a plan for wooden camp chairs online, and I modified it by removing all the curves, making the chairs simpler.  I ripped 2x4's into the appropriate sizes, and whacked out several chairs in a couple of nights.  I stained the grownups' chairs a light pine, and the kids decided that they wanted bright red chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's a couple of shots of one of the larger chairs; the chair set up, and the chair folded.  It folds by sliding the seat out of the back frame, and reinserting it in between the back supports.  It is actually quite comfortable to sit in.  The kids' chairs are the same, but about 60% of the size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uS3tYR4rI/AAAAAAAAAMs/5OkQUji-y6w/s1600-h/Chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uS3tYR4rI/AAAAAAAAAMs/5OkQUji-y6w/s200/Chair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434598861124526770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uS3xk7tOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Hi-bVkVbdbo/s1600-h/Chair-folded.jpg"&gt;             &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uS3xk7tOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Hi-bVkVbdbo/s200/Chair-folded.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434598862251341026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After my last project, I added a dust collector to the table saw.  Ripping several 2x4's without it filled my garage with pine wood dust.  It was everywhere and on every surface.  Since the laundry is in the garage, too, I need to control the dust.  I tried using my shop vac, but it doesn't have the suction to handle the volume of dust a table saw creates.  It does just fine with my hand tools, like a belt sander, but for a table saw, much more air flow is needed.  I bought a small portable dust collector (~900 CFM suction), built a hood under my table saw out of scrap wood and a piece of 4" flashing, and I connected the dust collector with a section of flexible 4" Al dryer hose.  That takes care of about 90% of the table saw dust.  The rest I can deal with using the shop vac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to tackling more complex projects in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-4357788423040227450?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4357788423040227450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=4357788423040227450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/4357788423040227450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/4357788423040227450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/setting-up-shop.html' title='Setting up Shop'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uS3tYR4rI/AAAAAAAAAMs/5OkQUji-y6w/s72-c/Chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-6252741102252203742</id><published>2010-01-31T19:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:30:15.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Update the Blog</title><content type='html'>I've been negligent about keeping the blog up to date.  Things have just diverted my attention away from this; that's a good thing, I believe.  Now it's time for some new posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new hobby, woodworking, and it's slowly taking over my garage.  For now, I'll just leave a reference to a woodworking website that I've found quite interesting; good shop tips, practical plans.  &lt;a href="http://woodgears.ca/index.html"&gt;Woodworking for Engineers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-6252741102252203742?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6252741102252203742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=6252741102252203742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/6252741102252203742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/6252741102252203742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-to-update-blog.html' title='Time to Update the Blog'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-6399565623291798178</id><published>2009-04-12T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:17:49.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday V!  Happy Easter Everybody!</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Easter, and today was my daughter's birthday.  We celebrated Easter at Mass this morning, and then we celebrated V's birthday this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virginia wanted to go to the zoo, so we were at the LA Zoo this afternoon.  I was shocked at the number of people at the zoo today.  We obviously weren't the only ones with this idea today.  I believe the kids enjoyed it, there was bunny face-painting, and bunny ears for all the guests.  The highlight was an elephant taking a shower (zookeeper with a hose).  We finished the trip by stopping by the mall for dinner at the Red Robin, the birthday girl wanted to go out to eat.  I've never seen an empty mall before; all the shops were closed, but a few restaurants were open.  We played in the mall play area for a little bit, then ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today was Easter, we went out to get Virginia's big present (from Grandparents Borths and us) yesterday.  We took V to Guitar Center, and she picked out a guitar.  We got her a beginner's guitar book, and we plan on lessons after she gets a little more familiar with the guitar.  She now has a cherry red 3/4 size Fender.  We went with an electric guitar because the strings on electrics are less difficult to press down than on acoustic guitars.  That was a strong factor considering the size of V's fingers.  Plus, an electric guitar is more fun than an acoustic (more knobs to play with).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A confession from me belongs here.  I will almost definitely try to learn to play V's guitar.  Who knows, maybe I'll get one of my own someday...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SeLJZMRdeSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/njUdeZHlgAk/s1600-h/EaterMorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SeLJZMRdeSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/njUdeZHlgAk/s320/EaterMorn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324039144133720354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Easter Morning.  Baskets from the Easter bunny,&lt;br /&gt;and V is opening birthday presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SeLJY9WJ18I/AAAAAAAAALw/gdaHbbK6WGA/s1600-h/ears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SeLJY9WJ18I/AAAAAAAAALw/gdaHbbK6WGA/s320/ears.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324039140126873538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our bunny ears.  If you look closely, you can see V's face paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SeLJZY4P5SI/AAAAAAAAAMA/g9fz9k1ASs4/s1600-h/Elephantshower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SeLJZY4P5SI/AAAAAAAAAMA/g9fz9k1ASs4/s320/Elephantshower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324039147517633826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elephant shower.  I believe he's drinking here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SeLJZQz3mfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/gXXj7-f03hk/s1600-h/MTmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SeLJZQz3mfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/gXXj7-f03hk/s320/MTmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324039145351780850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The mall on Easter afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Deserted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SeLJZlnnNsI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5lpJAwiERdI/s1600-h/Vguitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SeLJZlnnNsI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5lpJAwiERdI/s320/Vguitar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324039150937519810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rock on, V.  Rock on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-6399565623291798178?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6399565623291798178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=6399565623291798178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/6399565623291798178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/6399565623291798178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-v-happy-easter-everybody.html' title='Happy Birthday V!  Happy Easter Everybody!'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SeLJZMRdeSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/njUdeZHlgAk/s72-c/EaterMorn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-1088092163392784913</id><published>2009-03-28T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:01:48.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The kids' B-day party</title><content type='html'>We had a joint birthday party for the kids today, and I think everyone had a good time.  As usual, Liz did a great job planning the shindig, and the weather today was just fabulous.  We opened up the sliding glass door and let the party spill out into the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz set up a pizza party for the kids.  She pre-baked some personal size pizza crusts, and we let the kids spread sauce, cheese and toppings on their pizzas (outside, of course).  They then handed the pizzas to me in the kitchen (we have a window that opens into the backyard; it was great for this), and I baked the pizzas for everyone.  The kids all got paper cook hats (think the hat you'd see at a burger joint) and paper aprons to decorate and wear.  After pizza was the cake.  Liz did better than last year, check out the pics below.  We then opened presents, and the kids got some wonderful gifts.  Then, after about 3 hours, everyone left.  By then it was naptime for most of our guests under 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/Sc7_aoObvaI/AAAAAAAAALg/4PyzSh_ra68/s1600-h/Vcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/Sc7_aoObvaI/AAAAAAAAALg/4PyzSh_ra68/s320/Vcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318469042910772642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/Sc7_a9GiwVI/AAAAAAAAALo/qs2vW5x6hVQ/s1600-h/Jcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/Sc7_a9GiwVI/AAAAAAAAALo/qs2vW5x6hVQ/s320/Jcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318469048514822482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Liz made both of these cakes herself, and I was impressed.  She did purchase the Care Bears, and the Car and Piston Cup on John's cake are toys, but she did everything else.  Even the icing was made from scratch and dyed with her own color mix.  I like the M&amp;amp;M rainbow (V helped with that) and the "3" road on John's cake.  You can just see the oreos ringing the base of J's cake.  Liz put them on because the looked like tires.  V's cake is ringed with tiny marshmallows.  They tasted as good as they looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We cleaned up this evening, and I'm enjoying some peace and quiet outside while the kids are asleep.  I've got a small fire going in my new outdoor fireplace, and the wireless network lets me write this in the backyard.  Today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW- I'm sure Liz will be posing more party pics on her blog.  I just wanted to share the cake pics first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-1088092163392784913?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1088092163392784913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=1088092163392784913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1088092163392784913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1088092163392784913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/kids-b-day-party.html' title='The kids&apos; B-day party'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/Sc7_aoObvaI/AAAAAAAAALg/4PyzSh_ra68/s72-c/Vcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-6327376990276712155</id><published>2009-03-22T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:03:48.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My $7 outdoor fireplace</title><content type='html'>I've wanted an outdoor fireplace since I bought my house.  I have a gas fireplace in the house, but burning gas inside is not the same as burning stuff (wood, charcoal, etc.) outside.  I like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chimenea"&gt;terra cotta chimeneas,&lt;/a&gt; but I couldn't stomach paying over $50 for one.  So I decided to make myself an outdoor fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted something simple and small.  I wanted to be able to move my fireplace around without trouble, and I wanted to be able to put it away when I didn't want to use it.  That precluded building a permanent fire pit in the yard.  (But I know how to build one out of brick now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to see a cactus planter at Home Depot, and it struck me as the perfect fireplace.  It was a shallow terra cotta dish 15" in diameter, and about 5" deep.  The only downside was the presence of a drainage hole in the middle of the dish.  Well, I could fix that.  I bought the planter for $7, and built a nice fireplace with materials I had around my garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I built a stand for the pot using 2x4's.  The ceramic of the pot should insulate the wood of the stand from charing or burning.  I kept the stand simple; I built a 1 foot cube out of eight 10.5" lengths of 2x4 using drywall screws.  I painted the stand black with a can of spray paint I had leftover from another project.  To seal the hole in the bottom of the planter, I used mortar to affix a broken piece of tile over the hole.  We have used the fireplace twice this weekend, roasting marshmallows both times.  I hope the family enjoys it as much as I do.  (Although Liz does dislike the fact that our clothes smell like smoke when we're done.  C'est la vie.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending only $7 on the whole project is a source of frugal pride for me.  But I still would like a chimenea.  Maybe I could build one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SccjhvLDtMI/AAAAAAAAALI/8j1k1rPNPa0/s1600-h/stand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SccjhvLDtMI/AAAAAAAAALI/8j1k1rPNPa0/s320/stand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316256947639661762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SccjhzuJGWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/g-DDEtW408U/s1600-h/standpot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SccjhzuJGWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/g-DDEtW408U/s320/standpot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316256948860557666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the stand I built before painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SccjhdsuT9I/AAAAAAAAALA/_1JG4GznYVE/s1600-h/sealedhole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SccjhdsuT9I/AAAAAAAAALA/_1JG4GznYVE/s320/sealedhole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316256942949027794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I put a piece of cardboard under the hole in the bottom of the pot, put a layer of mortar down, and pressed the tile into the mortar.  I also had a "test fire" in the pot before doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/Sccjg_M2hkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OQ_C4QKVkGc/s1600-h/LVfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/Sccjg_M2hkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OQ_C4QKVkGc/s320/LVfire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316256934762284610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/ScclKCjgOEI/AAAAAAAAALY/oFEPL5hbDJM/s1600-h/LVfire2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/ScclKCjgOEI/AAAAAAAAALY/oFEPL5hbDJM/s320/LVfire2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316258739548862530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz and Virginia enjoyed the fire.  I think the black stand looks pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SccjgYkFbEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/98rd2YMo6ck/s1600-h/Jfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SccjgYkFbEI/AAAAAAAAAKw/98rd2YMo6ck/s320/Jfire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316256924390747202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John was happier running, but he did roast a few marshmallows first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-6327376990276712155?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6327376990276712155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=6327376990276712155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/6327376990276712155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/6327376990276712155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-7-outdoor-fireplace.html' title='My $7 outdoor fireplace'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SccjhvLDtMI/AAAAAAAAALI/8j1k1rPNPa0/s72-c/stand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-5942583514429085138</id><published>2009-03-14T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:54:59.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning a new home improvement skill</title><content type='html'>I now know how to do basic masonry; I built a small brick wall today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's spring in SoCal, and it's time to start planting our garden.  We have been planting a small (8' x 4') vegetable garden every year, and this year we decided to add to that.  We put in a small herb garden (6' radius quarter circle) in the corner of our yard.  When we installed our vegetable garden, we made a raised bed using 2x12's.  It made amending the soil easier, and we were guaranteed to have good drainage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We want good drainage for our herb garden, but we're not too worried about amending the soil.  Herbs grow in just about anything.  We decided to put the new plot next to our back patio, and we wanted it to look nice.  Since a lot of the landscaping in our yard is brick, we decided a brick wall would make a nice border to the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have never worked with brick/masonry before, but I figured it couldn't be too hard, right?  Actually, it isn't too hard; it just takes a little bit of time.  I dug the garden and put in some temporary composite edging to keep the dirt in place and to mark the plot.  Then I dug a small trench for the brick wall to sit in, and filled the bottom with sand.  The sand provided a foundation for the wall, and allowed me to level the bricks.  I had to cut a few bricks to fit, and I learned how to do that, using a brick hammer and a couple of chisels.  I only ruined a few bricks learning.  Applying the mortar was relatively easy after that.  I only built the wall two bricks high (it's a garden border), but hey, I built a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SbyIuvrZUCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/NDSGJgyhk2Q/s1600-h/wallkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SbyIuvrZUCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/NDSGJgyhk2Q/s320/wallkids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313271997044183074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SbyIu-DglTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tjBoSNxA8oQ/s1600-h/finishedwall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SbyIu-DglTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tjBoSNxA8oQ/s320/finishedwall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313272000903419186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I finished the project at dusk.  The rectangle of pipe against the wall is my sprinkler system for the vegetable garden.  We pulled it out to turn over the soil.  Below the sprinkler is Dweezel, the garden gnome.  He'll go home when we plant the garden tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-5942583514429085138?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5942583514429085138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=5942583514429085138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/5942583514429085138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/5942583514429085138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/learning-new-home-improvement-skill.html' title='Learning a new home improvement skill'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SbyIuvrZUCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/NDSGJgyhk2Q/s72-c/wallkids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-1267433158788897220</id><published>2009-03-14T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:28:39.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Is this the Deskjet?"</title><content type='html'>My son is precocious.  He's still a couple of weeks shy of his third birthday, but he's been using the family computer.  He doesn't just bang on buttons or watch movies someone else starts, but he surf's the web.  Really.  He bookmarked &lt;a href="http://pbskids.org/"&gt;PBSkids.org&lt;/a&gt; on his own, and he knew what he did.  He uses the bookmark to go back the webpage to play games, which he also does all by himself.  He's been matching letters and rhyming words in the Word World and Super Why sections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just today, he was playing on the computer, and he asked my wife, "Is this the Deskjet?"  He knows how to print, and wanted to make sure he was using the right printer.  He printed out a picture from Word World to color.  Dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my daughter participated in a jog-a-thon at her school.  She's five, and she and the other kindergartners wore stickers on their backs for the jog-a-thon.  They ran laps in the school yard, and each lap the kids would stop to have a parent mark their sticker to count laps. Other kids ran/jogged/walked and some of them took rests, but not my daughter.  She ran full speed the entire allotted time, stopping only to get her sticker marked.  She was passing other kids on the outside. Virginia ran 24 laps without stopping, and she was still ready to run when her class had to stop (after about 10 minutes). From what I heard, she was doing the whole 'Chariots of Fire' thing running laps, her hair flying in the wind behind her.  That girl loves to run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-1267433158788897220?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1267433158788897220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=1267433158788897220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1267433158788897220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1267433158788897220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-this-deskjet.html' title='&quot;Is this the Deskjet?&quot;'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-4565665345196487679</id><published>2009-02-18T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:56:09.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>John can read...sort of.</title><content type='html'>I have been doing story time with John in front of the fireplace lately.  It's cold for around here, but not really that cold (40's at night), but the fire is nice.  John really likes to Make Fire!  Also, by reading in front of the fireplace, John will sit still longer than in his room, where distractions abound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-Car-Byron-Barton/dp/006058940X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1235018790&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;"My Car" by Byron Barton&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a lot.&lt;/span&gt;  It's John's current favorite book.  Last night, I was a bit tired, and I opened the book and didn't immediately start reading.  John took it as a cue that he should read the book, and he did.  He needed a little help with "windshield wipers" and a few lines at the end of the book, but he read along, pointing at each word as he said it.  I get a real kick out of hearing him say "I obey the laws" and "pedestrians."  John read the book to me again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he's not really reading at this point; he has the book memorized.  But he can spell his name, first and last, his sister's name, and he knows the entire alphabet.  It's only a matter of time before he is really reading now.  And Liz and I didn't sit down a drill him, either.  Virginia taught him his letters and numbers (he can count to 15, maybe 20), and he taught himself the rest by just paying attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-4565665345196487679?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4565665345196487679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=4565665345196487679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/4565665345196487679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/4565665345196487679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/john-can-readsort-of.html' title='John can read...sort of.'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-1013771322317652787</id><published>2009-02-14T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:01:28.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been raining in SoCal...Let's go sledding!</title><content type='html'>We've had a week or so of rain here in Southern California.  It's been a bit of a bummer being stuck in the house (we're spoiled...we usually go outside all year), and I've been driving my car to work instead of riding my motorcycle.  But rain here means snow in the mountains.  And since yesterday was a good, hard rain and today is sunny, we went sledding!  Good sledding in the mountains is about a 90 minute drive from our house, so we threw a couple of sleds in the trunk, made some hot chocolate and headed north into the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the kids first sledding trip, and they did great.  Virginia is a speed demon!  Once she learned how to ride her bike, she was seeing how fast she could go, and she only rides her bike fast and really fast.  On the sled, she went as fast as she could, and she rode down the hill by herself.  John liked sliding down the hill with me, but I think he enjoyed eating the snow as much as sledding on it.  Hey, it just snowed last night, so the snow was fresh.  No worries about him eating it.  I took a few pictures between the snowballs and sled runs.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SZefZXxjy9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/MDLhvKofVNY/s1600-h/snowballs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SZefZXxjy9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/MDLhvKofVNY/s320/snowballs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302882344479476690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Throwing snowballs at Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SZefZzA2QxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/9lYEyO4m1iM/s1600-h/VL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SZefZzA2QxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/9lYEyO4m1iM/s320/VL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302882351791358738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the snow spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SZehCISSl6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/vLJbRv14t3o/s1600-h/Jeat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SZehCISSl6I/AAAAAAAAAKY/vLJbRv14t3o/s320/Jeat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302884144208058274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A quick snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I tried uploading my first video, Virginia sledding.  The file is about 7 MB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1f5670d0717c318f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1f5670d0717c318f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331740042%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AE1C7E20738612A09799F48F9C23D0AFCB1D6E9.1FFD3F52A2BCCCDC3B92EBD0A078DE25B745446B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f5670d0717c318f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgUBZhSyRgTMaVgricBehjUm6uHk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1f5670d0717c318f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331740042%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3AE1C7E20738612A09799F48F9C23D0AFCB1D6E9.1FFD3F52A2BCCCDC3B92EBD0A078DE25B745446B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1f5670d0717c318f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgUBZhSyRgTMaVgricBehjUm6uHk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-1013771322317652787?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1f5670d0717c318f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1013771322317652787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=1013771322317652787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1013771322317652787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1013771322317652787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-raining-in-socallets-go.html' title='It&apos;s been raining in SoCal...Let&apos;s go sledding!'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SZefZXxjy9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/MDLhvKofVNY/s72-c/snowballs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-7089701927004573329</id><published>2009-01-31T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:22:00.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's nice to just play</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day.  I can't say I accomplished terribly much, yet it was still a good day.  The best part of the day was just before dinner.  My wife took my daughter outside to ride her bike, and left me and my son inside to occupy ourselves.  Usually this involves a lot of John getting into things, and me telling him to stop and redirecting him.  But today was better.  We both played.  Together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John has recently acquired an extensive Thomas the Train collection, and he enjoys building with the tracks and watching the trains run in circles.  He got to building, and while I was watching him, I started building.  Then our two track layouts ran into each other, and we linked them up.  Then we put together a few cars with an engine, and started the train running around our track.   We added a few tunnels.  We flipped switches to send the train around different circles, knocked it off the tracks a few times, and ran around the moving train, getting out of the way with barely time to spare.  We ended up doing this for almost an hour before I noticed that it was dark outside, and Liz and Nia were coming in.  We all played with the trains for a while until we needed to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, we didn't really accomplish anything, but John and I were playing, not as a father and son, but as friends.  I wonder if I was having more fun than him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stepped back for a moment to snap a quick picture.  He barely noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SYU_BDuyYxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Ev27ZnnKNl4/s1600-h/JTrain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SYU_BDuyYxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Ev27ZnnKNl4/s400/JTrain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297709824085222162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-7089701927004573329?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7089701927004573329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=7089701927004573329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/7089701927004573329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/7089701927004573329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-nice-to-just-play.html' title='It&apos;s nice to just play'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SYU_BDuyYxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Ev27ZnnKNl4/s72-c/JTrain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-5738660054574366581</id><published>2008-11-07T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:03:19.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Motorccyle Camping Trip</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago I went on my first motorcycle camping trip.  I packed up my bike, and took off north on the 1.  I headed past Santa Barbara for about 2 hours, and I camped at Pismo State Beach.  Packing up the bike was not trivial, but since my camping gear was chosen for ultralight-weight backpacking, most of it fit pretty well in my saddlebags.  I ended up tying the tent and my sleeping pad to my seat, along with a small duffel of clothes and a soft-sided cooler. The load didn't seem to affect the bike's handling while riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SRU_JDkSA-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/UtNvowQ-1HA/s1600-h/MCamp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SRU_JDkSA-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/UtNvowQ-1HA/s200/MCamp1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266184764088517602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SRU_JMukIaI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-SIqZoR2L94/s1600-h/MCamp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SRU_JMukIaI/AAAAAAAAAIg/-SIqZoR2L94/s200/MCamp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266184766547567010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camping site at Pismo Beach was pretty standard for a state park.  That is, I had a parking spot, a picnic table, a food box, and a decent spot to pitch my tent; it was nice.  The beach was a short 15 minute hike over the dunes.  Nice beach, standard for a central coast sandy beach.  (I guess I'm pretty spoiled since I can say that about the beach.)  The only oddity about the beach was that off-road vehicles were allowed on the beach.  I saw a few people camping out of their SUV's on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SRU_ZLE4o6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/_1fU2_JwU-E/s1600-h/MCamp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SRU_ZLE4o6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/_1fU2_JwU-E/s200/MCamp3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266185040982221730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at the camp, I met a fellow motorcyclist from Alaska named Tom.  He was traveling from Alaska to San Diego (via the 1 in the US) on a Kawasaki Voyager pulling a trailer, with a dog travel cage. He pulled into his campsite around sunset, and I saw a dog tied up at his site.  I noticed the dog, since it made absolutely no noise; the dog never barked all night.  It wasn't until I met Tom the next morning that I learned that he was traveling with a deaf dog.  We talked for more than an hour; mostly he told motorcycle stories and I listened.  I hope he got to San Diego without mishap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-5738660054574366581?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5738660054574366581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=5738660054574366581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/5738660054574366581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/5738660054574366581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-motorccyle-camping-trip.html' title='My First Motorccyle Camping Trip'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SRU_JDkSA-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/UtNvowQ-1HA/s72-c/MCamp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-6086833419239863849</id><published>2008-10-31T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:41:51.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Post</title><content type='html'>As has become tradition here, I carved Halloween pumpkins with designs of my own making.  In past years I have carved the Dark Mark (Harry Potter reference), a ship of the line, and a stormtrooper.  This year, due to my children's abhorrence for anything scary, I carved a very family friendly design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SQvPR7Wl9hI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qoqMiPdYDKU/s1600-h/pumpkins08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SQvPR7Wl9hI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qoqMiPdYDKU/s400/pumpkins08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263528496409736722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SQvPwm_vMNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/DPm5P4rwihM/s1600-h/pooh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SQvPwm_vMNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/DPm5P4rwihM/s200/pooh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263529023521108178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SQvPwyjquVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/WcK4c6Pd1kQ/s1600-h/huny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SQvPwyjquVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/WcK4c6Pd1kQ/s200/huny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263529026624600402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I will update about my motorcycle camping trip shortly.  I've been distracted.  Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-6086833419239863849?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6086833419239863849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=6086833419239863849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/6086833419239863849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/6086833419239863849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-post.html' title='Halloween Post'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SQvPR7Wl9hI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qoqMiPdYDKU/s72-c/pumpkins08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-211510048124078264</id><published>2008-10-27T21:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:28:11.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorcycle Camping Trip Teaser</title><content type='html'>I just got back from a quick overnight motorcycle camping trip.  I rode up CA 1 to Pismo Beach and camped at the state park there.  Regular campsite, short hike to the beach, great ride up the 1.  The trip was great.  I'll post a few pics and some more details tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-211510048124078264?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/211510048124078264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=211510048124078264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/211510048124078264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/211510048124078264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/motorcycle-camping-trip-teaser.html' title='Motorcycle Camping Trip Teaser'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-2741812426849357073</id><published>2008-09-21T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T21:05:51.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making More Gear than I Use</title><content type='html'>It's about time I posted before this blog atrophied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my bike...  Since the last post I've rebuilt the clutch (new friction plates) and replaced the front brake rotor and pads.  It's been running great, and today I went for a morning ride with some friends through the canyons near Malibu down to &lt;a href="http://www.neptunesnet.com/"&gt;Nep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neptunesnet.com/"&gt;tune's Ne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neptunesnet.com/"&gt;t&lt;/a&gt;. There were 30-40 motorcycles there, but it can get much busier.  It's a nice place to get a bite to eat and watch people and bikes.  On the way back, we cruised by &lt;a href="http://www.rock-store.com/"&gt;The Rock Store&lt;/a&gt;, but did not stop.  Maybe next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot about backpacking lately, and I've taken an interest in hammock camping.  I got a hammock with birthday money this year, and I've set it up in our back yard.  If you've been to the &lt;a href="http://borths.freeservers.com/"&gt;family web page&lt;/a&gt; recently, you've seen a few pictures of the new hammock.  The hammock is very comfortable, and that's my main motivation for putting together a hammock kit for backpacking use.  The thought of lying down in a hammock to sleep after a hard day of hiking (rather than lying on the ground) sounds wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read Ed Speer's book, "Hammock Camping," and I've been perusing the world wide interwebnet for more information.  My favorite site on hammock camping is &lt;a href="http://www.tothewoods.net/"&gt;Just Jeff's web page.&lt;/a&gt;  He's got some good homemade gear descriptions, and the site is a good starting point for finding more info.  With a hammock, I'll still be tarp camping, only now I'm going to be sleeping in a hammock instead of a bivy sack.  I'm basically hanging my bivy between two tress instead of putting it on the ground.  When suitable trees aren't present, Ican use the hammock like a bivy and camp the way I have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a hammock, and it's been successfully tested (it holds my weight).  I have a few minor adjustments to make to the hammock (weights on the bug net, sleeve for holding a pad for under-body insulation, etc.), and I need to seam-seal my new tarp (I made it, too).  Then I'm off to the mountains for an overnight gear test. Unfortunately, I'm busy with work (travel) and home projects for a couple of weekends, so I probably won't be getting out with the new kit until October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll leave with a few pictures of the kids and me in the new backpacking kit.  The hammock is very comfortable and my new tarp is very spacious.  I'm looking forward to using this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SNcXfkQ7WlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mCBGIRZIjUg/s1600-h/hammock-kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SNcXfkQ7WlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mCBGIRZIjUg/s200/hammock-kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248689721801661010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SNcXfuD6ZhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/H7geks1G7hw/s1600-h/hammock-covered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SNcXfuD6ZhI/AAAAAAAAAFo/H7geks1G7hw/s200/hammock-covered.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248689724431427090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SNcXf-Epw1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/j3C34VNh9Jc/s1600-h/hammock-inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SNcXf-Epw1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/j3C34VNh9Jc/s200/hammock-inside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248689728729498450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SNcX5XjpNsI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QLsepPLqy40/s1600-h/hammock-me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SNcX5XjpNsI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QLsepPLqy40/s400/hammock-me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248690165067101890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-2741812426849357073?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2741812426849357073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=2741812426849357073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/2741812426849357073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/2741812426849357073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/making-more-gear-than-i-use.html' title='Making More Gear than I Use'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SNcXfkQ7WlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mCBGIRZIjUg/s72-c/hammock-kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-8839382148091733140</id><published>2008-07-12T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:03:40.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done Spraying Paint</title><content type='html'>Today I finished spray painting my house.  I masked and painted the back of my house with the power painter today.  The front is finished, and I've replaced two outdoor light fixtures and the doorbell.  I now need to paint the trim and soffits on the other three sides of the house and replace one more light fixture.  I also found an outlet that is not working; I'll be troubleshooting that sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the Wagner Power Painter Pro with the Wide Shot tip to paint my house, but I killed the tool.   When I had finished painting my small house (three bedroom single story), everything about the power painter except the motor was worn out.  I wore out the Wide shot nozzle; it sprayed paint in large globs instead of a fine mist.  I wore out two swirl valves; these break the paint into a fine mist be imparting rotational motion to the liquid spray, i.e. they spin the paint to make droplets.  I wore out the pump housing; even off, the pump now leaks.  If I am to ever use this tool for another project, and there are other projects, I will have to replace all of its moving parts that contact the paint.  I'm wondering if it would be cheaper to buy a new power sprayer...  We'll see.  A contributing factor to the wear on my painter was the type of paint I used, masonry paint (I was painting stucco).  This paint is very thick, like primer, and I did not thin it since the power sprayer was able to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with a picture of story time from tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SHl91429XqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iu0s2SKlyuA/s1600-h/reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SHl91429XqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iu0s2SKlyuA/s400/reading.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222343607662239394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-8839382148091733140?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8839382148091733140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=8839382148091733140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/8839382148091733140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/8839382148091733140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/done-spraying-paint.html' title='Done Spraying Paint'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SHl91429XqI/AAAAAAAAAFA/iu0s2SKlyuA/s72-c/reading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-1296919974204420931</id><published>2008-07-09T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T23:00:32.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Motorcycle Maintenance</title><content type='html'>There are many joys to owning a used motorcycle.  The bike cost me fewer pesos than a new one.  It's got a little bit of "character" already, so I don't worry about where I park it.  It feels really good to keep up with someone on a shiny new bike when I'm on my 9 year old machine.  I'm not afraid to take it completely apart, figure out how it works, and put it back together again.  Keeping an old machine running well is a source of pride.  But...the true joy of an old bike is the maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always something that needs doing on an older machine.  I had a fuel line leak about 2 weeks ago.  A fuel line swelled and did not seal on the hose barb; that needs to be replaced.  My front brake rotor looked noticeably worn; Checking it revealed that it was worn well beyond the service limit.  I'll be replacing that.  Lately, I've been noticing that my clutch is slipping.  When I accelerate quickly, try to maintain or increase my speed against a strong wind, or when i engine brake, I can feel the bike oscillating between catching and slipping.  I just took my clutch apart this evening, and my friction plates are all worn to the minimum service limit.  More telling is that every friction plate is glass-smooth.  They will need to be replaced, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to order a few parts for my bike, but I'll be replacing everything when all the parts come in.  It's about 700 miles early, but I might as well do an oil change while everything is apart.  I had to drain the oil to take apart my wet clutch anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pics tonight; I'll post something when it all goes back together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-1296919974204420931?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1296919974204420931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=1296919974204420931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1296919974204420931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1296919974204420931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/joy-of-motorcycle-maintenance.html' title='The Joy of Motorcycle Maintenance'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-7518107725107480634</id><published>2008-07-08T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:27:16.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished the front trim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SHMWB8HLHdI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2bacANMpnLs/s1600-h/house2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SHMWB8HLHdI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2bacANMpnLs/s400/house2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220540615624433106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front of the house is presentable.  Saturday evening, I finished up the trim on the front of the house.  The house numbers are freshly painted, and a new porch light is up, too.  I've yet to clean up the detritus on the walk from removing the gutters in this picture, but you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many days of painting left (back of the house, and three more sides worth of trim...), but at least I'm not a neighborhood eyesore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-7518107725107480634?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7518107725107480634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=7518107725107480634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/7518107725107480634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/7518107725107480634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/finished-front-trim.html' title='Finished the front trim'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SHMWB8HLHdI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2bacANMpnLs/s72-c/house2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-5469695273015577764</id><published>2008-07-04T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:26:01.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First picture of the new house color</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SG54zmZvmmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1JDYn6iLbaQ/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SG54zmZvmmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1JDYn6iLbaQ/s400/house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219241846046169698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a few days behind on my posts, but here's a quick picture of my new house color.  Previously the house was a medium tan, and there were water stains on the columns where the sprinklers had gotten the house wet.   I've completed painting 3 sides of my house with the main color (not the back), and I'm starting on the trim.  The gutters are off the house in this picture.  I will be replacing them later this summer.  (I won't see rain till fall, so there's no hurry.)  I will paint the gutters to match the trim before I install them on the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-5469695273015577764?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5469695273015577764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=5469695273015577764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/5469695273015577764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/5469695273015577764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-picture-of-new-house-color.html' title='First picture of the new house color'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SG54zmZvmmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1JDYn6iLbaQ/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-2574013070889646955</id><published>2008-06-30T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:42:27.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on my week off</title><content type='html'>I've started painting the house this week.  I've completed painting the stucco on one side and the front of my house.  I've been using a power sprayer to paint for two days, and I'm ready to take a break from using that machine.  It's very loud (I wear earplugs when using it), and it vibrates such that my hands get numb after a couple of hours of use.  I've spent a total of ~10 hours painting the past two days, plus prep work and clean-up (probably ~8 hours).  I'm going to paint trim tomorrow, by hand, and I will post some pictures of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-2574013070889646955?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2574013070889646955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=2574013070889646955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/2574013070889646955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/2574013070889646955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/working-on-my-week-off.html' title='Working on my week off'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-8039645891448044487</id><published>2008-06-23T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T19:29:28.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning up Clutter</title><content type='html'>The new shelf is in use, and the kids helped put the toys away.  I'm sure this won't last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SGBb5qiIsxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RhAHKIByfnA/s1600-h/toyshelf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SGBb5qiIsxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RhAHKIByfnA/s400/toyshelf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215269414723171090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-8039645891448044487?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8039645891448044487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=8039645891448044487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/8039645891448044487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/8039645891448044487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/cleaning-up-clutter.html' title='Cleaning up Clutter'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SGBb5qiIsxI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RhAHKIByfnA/s72-c/toyshelf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-1004822259786716072</id><published>2008-06-22T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:22:45.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates:  fungus, motorcycle and shelf</title><content type='html'>The fungus block Eric sent me has fruited.  (That's the correct mycological jargon.)  I harvested the mushrooms, and I had them for dinner last week with rice and vegetable stir fry.  They were delicious, and I'm currently letting my shiitake block dry out before growing my next crop.  I expect to have fewer and larger mushrooms the second time around.  I'm also trying to grow another tray of shiitake from spores collected from my first harvest.  We'll just have to see how that goes.  It hasn't gone afoul yet (no unwanted growth, i.e. molds or the wrong fungus), but it hasn't done anything yet, either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SF8hfrxMF6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/My3PJM-tx00/s1600-h/Shrooms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SF8hfrxMF6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/My3PJM-tx00/s320/Shrooms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214923721727023010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've installed the new petcock on my motorcycle, and it seems to be running fine.  I can rev the engine up to 9k rpm without trouble.  In fact, I was running the engine at around 8-8.5k in third gear coming home earlier this week.  Those revs and gearing put me at around 60 mph.  You'd think everything on the bike is taken care of, but no.  Not ever, it seems.  I need to replace my front brake rotor (worn well beyond the service limit), and I am most likely due for new brake lines (replacement schedule of 2 years; likely the original ones are still on the bike-1999).  I expect to take care of those things and give the bike a through tune-up this summer.  Then, there's little to stop me from attempting a SS1000.  Check out &lt;a href="http://www.ironbutt.com/about/default.cfm"&gt;IBA's website&lt;/a&gt; for details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SF8kdGwUNAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZMEYGZcatno/s1600-h/paintingshelf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SF8kdGwUNAI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZMEYGZcatno/s320/paintingshelf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214926975966393346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The shelf my father and I began when he visited is now finished.  I painted it today, and we've moved it into the house.  Tomorrow it will fill with the children's toys.  For now, it's clean and white.  John will be sure to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SF8kgdw6ZsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aktBjQS1omY/s1600-h/shelfhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SF8kgdw6ZsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aktBjQS1omY/s320/shelfhouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214927033682519746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw-  We've moved our love seat into the garage to make room for the new shelf.  We called it the "man couch," and the kids had a blast playing on it in the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SF8kc8TcmSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kliHVwljuxM/s1600-h/mancouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SF8kc8TcmSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kliHVwljuxM/s320/mancouch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214926973160954146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-1004822259786716072?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1004822259786716072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=1004822259786716072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1004822259786716072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1004822259786716072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates-fungus-motorcycle-and-shelf.html' title='Updates:  fungus, motorcycle and shelf'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SF8hfrxMF6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/My3PJM-tx00/s72-c/Shrooms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-1870624577004753142</id><published>2008-06-10T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:24:03.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a thoughtful present!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SE9RhcBidKI/AAAAAAAAADg/frTHhzPJ0o0/s1600-h/ShitakeCake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SE9RhcBidKI/AAAAAAAAADg/frTHhzPJ0o0/s400/ShitakeCake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210472928791131298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived home from work today to a package. It was a basketball-sized box from Fungi Perfecti LLC.  My surprise birthday present from Eric had arrived!  I opened the box and removed a cake-shaped white and tan lump of sawdust and fungus.  Eric sent me a shiitake mushroom patch.  It even looks like a cake when I put it on a platter.  And bonus, it smells like yeast, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be watering my fungus for the next several months.  If all goes well, the first crop of shiitake mushrooms will be ready for harvest by the time Eric is out here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-1870624577004753142?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1870624577004753142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=1870624577004753142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1870624577004753142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1870624577004753142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-thoughtful-present.html' title='What a thoughtful present!'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SE9RhcBidKI/AAAAAAAAADg/frTHhzPJ0o0/s72-c/ShitakeCake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-888502881975773607</id><published>2008-06-09T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T20:38:18.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time,  New post.</title><content type='html'>I've been keeping busy around the house, and it's time for an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pergola over our back patio is now gone.  Check out Liz's page for a couple of shots of the backyard destruction.  I've now got a decent-sized pile of wood on the side of my house that I am slowly throwing away.  I expect it will take several weeks of garbage collection to remove all of the pergola.  I am now moving on to patching stucco in preparation for painting my house.  Our house is currently medium tan with off-white trim.  We're painting the house light tan with brown trim.  We are some wild and crazy guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also just completed assembling a monster of a piece of furniture.  Liz asked for a toy shelf for the kids that would fit under the window in our front room.  The window is about 8' wide, and Liz wanted shelves 18" deep.  So that's what she got.  A 8' wide, 18" deep, and 30" tall shelf.  I'll be doing some painting next weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SE31rYe96zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/G7jEI5O6sH0/s1600-h/shelf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SE31rYe96zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/G7jEI5O6sH0/s320/shelf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210090469593049906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I just got a new petcock for my motorcycle.   Check it out.  (A petcock is a fuel valve.  I just like the word.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SE314EioDLI/AAAAAAAAADY/cBgwzII_b3M/s1600-h/petcock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SE314EioDLI/AAAAAAAAADY/cBgwzII_b3M/s320/petcock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210090687577984178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-888502881975773607?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/888502881975773607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=888502881975773607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/888502881975773607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/888502881975773607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-time-new-post.html' title='Long time,  New post.'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SE31rYe96zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/G7jEI5O6sH0/s72-c/shelf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-7765164115291132001</id><published>2008-05-13T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:04:13.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Papa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SCpiRCG7UfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Obuem9tAoIo/s1600-h/Papa-Hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SCpiRCG7UfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Obuem9tAoIo/s400/Papa-Hero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200076764515881458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Papa B just visited us, and he had to return home yesterday.  We all had a great time together hiking, playing, and just hanging out together.  I believe the kids had an especially good time while Papa was here.  They were already asking where Papa was and when we'd see him again hours after he left!  Everybody had fun, and we're looking forward to seeing each other again this summer.  While he was here, Papa helped me get started on a toy shelf for the kids.  We got some new tools, and I've started joining boards together for the shelves.  We planned the shelf unit together, and I'm eager to see everything come together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new toy (a plane joiner) and the first shelf are below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SCpjoCG7UgI/AAAAAAAAADA/WitgpBVtCq4/s1600-h/joiner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SCpjoCG7UgI/AAAAAAAAADA/WitgpBVtCq4/s200/joiner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200078259164500482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SCpjoSG7UhI/AAAAAAAAADI/dd-mP2YaTXU/s1600-h/shelf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SCpjoSG7UhI/AAAAAAAAADI/dd-mP2YaTXU/s200/shelf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200078263459467794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-7765164115291132001?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7765164115291132001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=7765164115291132001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/7765164115291132001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/7765164115291132001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/bye-bye-papa.html' title='Bye Bye Papa!'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/SCpiRCG7UfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Obuem9tAoIo/s72-c/Papa-Hero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-6618970761817327801</id><published>2008-05-05T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T20:15:25.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Cruising Along</title><content type='html'>No posts for a while...sorry.  The motorcycle is fixed, and I've been riding it as my primary means of transportation.  It feels pretty good to pull up next to a SUV at the gas station, fill up my vehicle for under $10 (even with $4/gallon prices), and drive away, all while the SUV driver is still pumping one tank of gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, things have been rolling along.  We had a couple of very nice dinners with friends recently, I've learned a lot about water heaters (no, my old water heater is still working, thank you), and we will be getting a visit from Papa in a couple of days.  We've been busy, and it's been good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-6618970761817327801?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6618970761817327801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=6618970761817327801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/6618970761817327801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/6618970761817327801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-cruising-along.html' title='Just Cruising Along'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-4331895412006621475</id><published>2008-04-26T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T22:58:38.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The bike is together...</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post.  I've taken my motorcycle apart, installed new gaskets (cylinder base, head, and valve cover), reassembled the engine/motorcycle, and the bike starts.  I'll take a test ride tomorrow.  Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-4331895412006621475?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4331895412006621475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=4331895412006621475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/4331895412006621475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/4331895412006621475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/bike-is-together.html' title='The bike is together...'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-693527650856339938</id><published>2008-04-20T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:00:31.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rats and being wrong</title><content type='html'>First, I had rats.  More specifically, my house had rats living in the attic.  We've taken care of the "construction errors" that allowed entry into the home, and the rats in the house have all been trapped, thanks to the help of an exterminator.  I decided to clean up the nests myself.  It wasn't a difficult job, but I do not recommend it to someone who is not familiar with how to use a respirator.  You probably won't catch anything from cleaning up rat droppings, but you could catch HPV (Hantvirus Pulminary Syndrome), which has been reported in Southern California recently and can be fatal.  The virus is transmitted by breathing dust left from rat droppings, urine, and saliva.  Make sure you really know how to use that respirator, and it probably out to be a full-face model with a HEPA filter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I removed four large and one small nest from my attic.  I used a hand vacuum to remove all the droppings, and I disposed of the vacuum when I was finished.  (I don't believe I'd be comfortable using that vacuum for anything else.)  I sterilized the place the best way possible, with lots and lots of Lysol.  That stuff kills just about anything, it's cheap, and if you use enough of it, it will get everywhere.  I used three full cans in my attic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...my motorcycle is still not running.  There was no oil leak from the tachometer cable, and everything else looks good.  The oil is coming from a cylinder base seal that I did not install properly.  There must have been some oil on the mating surfaces that prevented a seal from forming.  I've ordered the parts I will need to replace in order to fix this (new head and cylinder gaskets), and I expect to receive the parts on Tuesday.  At least I know exactly how to repair this.  Let's hope that I'll be riding to work by the end of the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-693527650856339938?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/693527650856339938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=693527650856339938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/693527650856339938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/693527650856339938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/rats-and-being-wrong.html' title='Rats and being wrong'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-5679189462369824190</id><published>2008-04-13T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:08:34.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The bike is still not finished.</title><content type='html'>Last weekend when I rode my motorcycle, it was dripping oil when I finished the ride.  There was oil dripping off the engine, from the top to the bottom.  I suspected that the problem was a leak in my head cover (aka valve cover) gasket, so I re assembled the cover using high temp silicone RTV to help seal the gasket in place.  Today, I washed the bike of all the old oil, and took the bike for a test ride, and it looks like that took care of the head gasket leak.  But there is still oil on my engine that should not be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had taken the bike for a 15 minute test ride; riding at speeds of about 15 mph in my neighborhood up to 60 mph on the county highway that runs through town.  This oil leak was covering the front of the engine between the exhaust header pipes, and there was a lot of it.  At this point I was thinking (and saying under my breath, I do have children) many things that would make this blog unsuitable for audiences of all ages.  After dinner, I looked at the bike again, checked my Clymer repair manual, and still couldn't figure out where the leak was coming from.  It was only on the bottom of the engine, and I had a hard time believing that the new cylinder base gasket that I had installed was the source of the leak.  At least, I was really hoping that the leak was not the base gasket.  Fixing that would require a complete disassembly of the engine, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked out my bike's online community, &lt;a href="http://www.gstwin.com/"&gt;www.gstwin.com&lt;/a&gt;, and found a little gem.  One of the posts in the forum mentioned that sometimes the tachometer cable can be a source of an oil leak.  The tachometer drive cable attaches to the engine directly above where I was finding oil.  I checked my cable, and it was oily.  I had packed a small amount of grease into the end of the drive cable, and it had all been washed out.  Bingo!  I'm going to talk to the parts guy at my Suzuki dealership and see if he has any ideas about this.  I may need to replace the cable ($11), or there could be a seal in the tachometer drive gear that could need to be replaced.  I'm hoping this is my problem.  But until then, hang it all, I'm riding and checking my oil frequently.  I'm sick of being stuck in my cage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-5679189462369824190?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5679189462369824190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=5679189462369824190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/5679189462369824190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/5679189462369824190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/bike-is-not-yet-finished.html' title='The bike is still not finished.'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-1340738144231703834</id><published>2008-04-06T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:01:17.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Together, but not finished...</title><content type='html'>I put my bike together today.  Everything went together relatively smoothly.  (I've always had a difficult time installing the air box--there's not a lot of wiggle room to get that part back in.)  I turned my fuel selector to 'prime' for a bit (to fill the carburetor bowls), back to 'on,' and started the bike up; it sputtered a bit, caught and quit.  I switched the fuel selector over to 'reserve,' and the engine caught and ran just like it did before!  Success!  I had to run the bike on reserve because I only had a small amount (~1 gal) of fuel in the gas tank when I took the bike apart.  There was a bit of burning grease from the assembly process, but nothing unexpected.  I let the engine warm up, adjusted the throttle cable, clutch, and idle speed (all things that were changed or replaced during the rebuild).  I then changed the oil to get rid of anything I inadvertently got in there, like grime, cleaning solvent, or 5W oil from my oil can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everything seemed to be going so well, I took the bike for a short spin around my neighborhood.  I cruised around going 15-20 mph for 5-10 min, then I decided to take the bike out to the main road and took the bike up to 35 mph for about 1/2 mile.  Another minute or two and I was back in my driveway.  Everything went well.  I readjusted the idle speed, and saw oil &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dripping &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;from my engine.  Working my way up from the bottom of the bike, I found oil on my cylinder base gasket, then on my head gasket, then on the tachometer cable, then on the spark plug gasket, then on the head nuts, then on the head cover gasket.  My head cover gasket is leaking, and in retrospect, I'm not surprised.  The new gasket is a soft r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ubber thing that was stuffed into a bag before I put it on my bike.  It didn't hold it's shape well, and kept springing out of place when I tried to install it.  I'll get some high temperature silicone sealer, and take care of it soon.  I'm getting tired of being stuck in my cage every commute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a quick look at my newly assembled, but not washed, wheels.  My 1999 Suzuki GS500EX.  I love this bike. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_mb2oT1QEI/AAAAAAAAACw/7OLlVRygy0E/s1600-h/together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_mb2oT1QEI/AAAAAAAAACw/7OLlVRygy0E/s400/together.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186347808729677890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-1340738144231703834?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1340738144231703834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=1340738144231703834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1340738144231703834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1340738144231703834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/together-but-not-finished.html' title='Together, but not finished...'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_mb2oT1QEI/AAAAAAAAACw/7OLlVRygy0E/s72-c/together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-1740584027969655525</id><published>2008-04-05T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:40:04.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bike Reassembly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Today, I put my motorcycle back together, mostly.  I cleaned the crankcase, cylinder block, and head as best I could with solvent, and I carefully put everything back together with the new gaskets.  The gaskets appear to be made of stamped aluminum with some sort of coating.  I'm hoping I got everything together well enough.  All the head nuts are torqued down, and I won't know if there is a leak until I fire up the engine and/or do a compression check.  Both of these checks re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;quire the engine to be runni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ng, and I'm not quite there yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_haoYT1P-I/AAAAAAAAACA/668_0wk3tSQ/s1600-h/gaskets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_haoYT1P-I/AAAAAAAAACA/668_0wk3tSQ/s200/gaskets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185994620684025826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_haioT1P9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/AXVsqh99tPw/s1600-h/case.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_haioT1P9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/AXVsqh99tPw/s200/case.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185994521899778002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_hbBoT1P_I/AAAAAAAAACI/7w-vqSv3Jjs/s1600-h/partial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_hbBoT1P_I/AAAAAAAAACI/7w-vqSv3Jjs/s200/partial.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185995054475722738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I put the cam shafts on in the correct orientation; I checked the alignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_hcrIT1QAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/d6BjfesG2VE/s1600-h/cam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_hcrIT1QAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/d6BjfesG2VE/s200/cam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185996866951921666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_hcrYT1QBI/AAAAAAAAACY/wnka8ctjR-8/s1600-h/head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_hcrYT1QBI/AAAAAAAAACY/wnka8ctjR-8/s200/head.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185996871246888978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;at least five times before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; tightening everything down. After I got everything tightened, I manually turned the engine over several times by rotating the crankshaft with a wrench. Nothing seemed to be seizing up, and I felt what I believe to be normal compression. At this point, I believe I was able to reinsert the pistons into the cylinders without damaging them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;  Again, a compression check will tell me what I need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;Since I've now got my engine back together, I've turned my attention to the carburetor.  It was the right carb that seemed to be giving me trouble, so I disassembled it first.  I didn't find any clogged jets or ports anywhere in the system.  The only abnormality I did find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_hgN4T1QCI/AAAAAAAAACg/g7gt3yXkQ2M/s1600-h/carb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_hgN4T1QCI/AAAAAAAAACg/g7gt3yXkQ2M/s200/carb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186000762487259170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_hgOIT1QDI/AAAAAAAAACo/qXBqoujkvA0/s1600-h/carbparts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_hgOIT1QDI/AAAAAAAAACo/qXBqoujkvA0/s200/carbparts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186000766782226482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; was the carburetor piston seemed to be slightly stuck when I removed it from the body.  The piston is attached to a diaphragm, and pressure differences on either side of the diaphragm raise or lower the piston, which in turn raises or lowers a needle valve that controls fuel flow within the carb.  Maybe my problem was as simple as a stuck piston that can be fixed by a simple disassembly and reassembly.  I'm certainly hoping that is the case.  (There's a quick connect in the parts picture.  I'm toying with the idea of putting those between my fuel tank and petcock to make tank removal easier.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be replacing a few fuel lines.  (I wanted to complete my carb work before deciding how much tubing to buy.)  After that, I've only got a few parts to reattach to the motorcycle:  carburetor, air box, fuel tank.  Then I've got to run the fuel/vacuum lines and reconnect the control cables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, we'll see if the bike is running again, and if I was able to correctly diagnose and fix my mechanical problems.  Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-1740584027969655525?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1740584027969655525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=1740584027969655525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1740584027969655525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/1740584027969655525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/bike-reassembly.html' title='Bike Reassembly'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_haoYT1P-I/AAAAAAAAACA/668_0wk3tSQ/s72-c/gaskets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-8556674095718868364</id><published>2008-04-01T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:43:43.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little oil leak.</title><content type='html'>About a week ago, I noticed that my motorcycle had an oil leak between the cooling fins on the engine block.  I cleaned off the oil, rode the bike, and saw new oil in the same place.  A few days later, my pants leg had a fine spray of oil on it.  I examined the bike and realized that the oil was coming from a leaking head gasket.  Hey, it's a $20 part; how hard can it be to fix?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MBi4T1P0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/x3FVy4_uq7s/s1600-h/carb-text.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MBi4T1P0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/x3FVy4_uq7s/s320/carb-text.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184489294776319810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I pulled the seat and frame covers off, and I removed the fuel tank.  This I've done before, and it went smoothly.  Then I had to pull the air box and carburetor out.  I drained the fuel from the carb float bowls, and nothing came out of my right carburetor.  So now I have to disassemble and clean my carbs.  I just set them aside in a plastic bag to keep them clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MDr4T1P2I/AAAAAAAAABA/CbH2SWaRaJA/s1600-h/pickups-text.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MDr4T1P2I/AAAAAAAAABA/CbH2SWaRaJA/s320/pickups-text.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184491648418398050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I removed the head cover to gain access to the cam shafts.  I rotated the crankshaft with a 19 mm wrench to line up the markings on the crankshaft with the pickups.  This lined up the camshafts so that I could position them correctly when I reinstalled them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MFioT1P3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8hq9TCdgsPc/s1600-h/cams-text.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MFioT1P3I/AAAAAAAAABI/8hq9TCdgsPc/s320/cams-text.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184493688527863666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, with everything off the top of my engine, it was time to remove the cylinder head so that I could replace the head gasket.  Btw- Every gasket I've pulled off the bike so far has needed to be replaced.  All of the gaskets were tearing or brittle.  In fact, I only got a few off of their respective seals without destroying them.  The rest stuck and tore.  A this point in the repair, I've racked up around $90 worth of gaskets that need to be replaced as a result of my teardown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to remove the cylinder head from the engine, but it just wasn't budging.  I gave the engine block a few taps with a 16 oz. rubber mallet, and then pulled on the head again.  I lifted the head up, bringing the entire engine block with it!  The oil that had leaked out had carbonized and glued my cylinder head to the block, allowing me to lift the entire engine block off the engine's lower end.  I now had yet another gasket to replace (the cylinder gasket).  I started with an oil leak, now I'm doing an engine rebuild.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  C'est l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a vie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have my bike apart with the engine block on my workbench, and the pistons sticking out of the lower end of the engine that's still in the bike.  The good news is the pistons and cylinder walls look to be in great condition, and the gaskets I ordered on Monday morning are all here today.  I've got to clean all the parts I've removed so that the new gaskets seat well, and I've got some carburetor maintenance to do, too.  I've decided to replace the clutch cable while I'm in there (it was in the way; I removed it to get the engine block out), and we'll see what else happens while I've got the bike opened up.  How hard can it be to replace a simple $20 part, anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to remove the exhaust to get the head off.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MMqoT1P8I/AAAAAAAAABw/lM888zD2lvw/s1600-h/exhaust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MMqoT1P8I/AAAAAAAAABw/lM888zD2lvw/s400/exhaust.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184501522548211650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the culprit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MJ1oT1P5I/AAAAAAAAABY/VITg-fvi8vU/s1600-h/head-bottom-text.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MJ1oT1P5I/AAAAAAAAABY/VITg-fvi8vU/s400/head-bottom-text.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184498412991889298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My engine on my workbench.  You can see the burned oil on the cooling fin of the cylinder block (block on the right) on the upper left corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MK94T1P6I/AAAAAAAAABg/LLjOP7KQ1dM/s1600-h/workbench.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MK94T1P6I/AAAAAAAAABg/LLjOP7KQ1dM/s400/workbench.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184499654237437858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two pistons with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_ML6oT1P7I/AAAAAAAAABo/vL42CFpiqdQ/s1600-h/no-engine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_ML6oT1P7I/AAAAAAAAABo/vL42CFpiqdQ/s400/no-engine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184500697914490802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-8556674095718868364?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8556674095718868364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=8556674095718868364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/8556674095718868364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/8556674095718868364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-oil-leak.html' title='A little oil leak.'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_MBi4T1P0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/x3FVy4_uq7s/s72-c/carb-text.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-4510948320980020041</id><published>2008-03-31T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T23:35:38.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motorcycle Chain Oiler</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago I decided to install a homemade chain oiler on my  motorcycle.  I ride the bike regularly, and ususally have to clean and oil my chain every 3-4 weeks.  I figured that installing a chain oiler would keep my chain in better condition, and save me 15 minutes every month.  Here's what I ended up installing after two nights of tinkering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_HUu4T1PyI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OgIxMxLkJrU/s1600-h/ChainOiler1text.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_HUu4T1PyI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OgIxMxLkJrU/s400/ChainOiler1text.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184158547934789410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The system I installed uses a simple gravity feed.  The oil reservoir is made from a $1 travel shampoo bottle, the tubing is 1/4" irrigation tubing (available at any hardware store, I had extra in my garage), the valve is an irrigation tubing valve (for installing the tubing to sprinkler systems), and the oil nozzle I made myself.  It delivers 30W motor oil to each side of the rear sprocket.  The oil is delivered to the drive chain via centrifugal force.  I control the rate of oil delivery with several pinholes in the reservoir tubing.  Trial and error established the correct number of holes to yield a flow of 1 drop per 90 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nozzle is attached to the bike's swingarm with several zip-ties, and the frame is fashioned from an old wire coat hanger.  The tubing is split into two smaller diameter teflon tubes, with the joint sealed with JB weld.  These tubes are arranged so that they barely contact each side of the rear sprocket, and surface tension keeps the oil on the sprocket.  Here's a close-up of the nozzle from the right side of the bike.  (It's hidden in the first picture, taken from the bike's left side.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_HWzIT1PzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Z-ga84VD0a0/s1600-h/ChainOiler2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_HWzIT1PzI/AAAAAAAAAAo/Z-ga84VD0a0/s400/ChainOiler2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184160819972489010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-4510948320980020041?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4510948320980020041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=4510948320980020041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/4510948320980020041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/4510948320980020041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/motorcycle-chain-oiler.html' title='Motorcycle Chain Oiler'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/R_HUu4T1PyI/AAAAAAAAAAg/OgIxMxLkJrU/s72-c/ChainOiler1text.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6938948692514763257.post-5298964041119402814</id><published>2008-03-31T22:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:52:20.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I now have a blog.</title><content type='html'>After considering the possibility of editing our family web page (and after my wife got frustrated trying to show me how to edit the web page that she administrates), I've decided to establish my own blog.  For now, I will be using this forum to informally share interests and thoughts.  Let's see where I take this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6938948692514763257-5298964041119402814?l=borthsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5298964041119402814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6938948692514763257&amp;postID=5298964041119402814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/5298964041119402814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6938948692514763257/posts/default/5298964041119402814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://borthsblog.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-now-have-blog.html' title='I now have a blog.'/><author><name>cjborths</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13691454463879097902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JqiW9wj_OAw/S2uVohnJljI/AAAAAAAAANE/8rIjBq7bWSM/S220/MiniMe.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
