Well, make that some $75 dollars I wasted on a problem I was not going to solve with the tools I had. The plumber came by, and for the cost of about $18.35 (remeber that $200 limit I put out there?), we got him to snake the entire house line from the kitchen to wherever the damn blockage was, about some 70-100 feet beyond the cap (the cap I couldn’t get off). Yeah, so much for that 15’ auger I had going for me.

So I took a shower, finally. Smell me later no more! Them pipes ‘r a-workin’ ma!



So what was the deal, anyway?
Hairball. Pretty sure it was a hairball. The stuff out of the pipe contained numerous things that were just sitting there, including calcium buildup, rust, rice, egg shell, and unidentified “gunk.” It was all very gross and pretty smelly, but in particular there was a hairball in the middle of everything that came out. I remember because my first thought was “is that a dead rat?”

No, it’s just The Girl’s hair. Yikes.



In Semi-Related News
So you’ve all heard about the writer’s strike, right? No new films or something. Yeah well, don’t you worry. Random bob, a.r.c. Just so happens to not be a member of the guild. You could probably tell by the meager skills presented (mad skilz, yo) in the blog. Yes, it’s true – random bob, a.r.c. Is just a hack.

Basically what I’m saying is that although I’ve been absent of recent, it’s been more a case of busyness (business?) in my real life, as opposed to participation in the strike. As time permits, I’ll still subject my loyal readers (all two of you) to the torture that is my blog & webpage. Yay. It's been sparse, but it comes in spurts, and you take what you can get. Take it! TAKE IT!

Peace.