Wool, oddly

Yesterday I kept an eye on Slack but otherwise took a break. I filled out my ballot for the primary, and packed up the yarn for T, printed out postage, and arranged for pickup on Tuesday. I started reconditioning the motor on the White: removed the end cover, removed the shaft and inner windings assembly, cleaned off all the old sticky oil and grease, and polished the contacts. Cleaned the front bushing, removed the old hard grease wick, cleaned out the grease cup and spring. Cleaned the brushes, which had a crust of old grease and carbon built up around them for some alarming reason. They’re otherwise in good shape so I don’t think I’ll replace them. I won’t be able to remove the outer windings assembly, so I’ll have to make do with grabbing as much dust and grime out as I can with my ad-hoc skewer swab. There looks to be a cap that may allow access to the rear bushing, but it’s crimped on and that may indicate it’s not meant to be removed. Still have to do the rear grease wick and cup regardless. A McMaster-Carr order is in my future for more wicking...

Lunch, then P and I did research on retrofitting our house with AC, since in the choice between a noisy window unit or heat stroke, neither makes for a good Zoom call. What is usually done to preserve old historic homes like ours is something called high-velocity mini duct or high-velocity low-diameter AC, basically a wee flexible tube with just piles of air shooting through it remarkably quietly. Contacted two places, one surprisingly responsive considering it’s a holiday weekend, and already have a consultation appointment for June 1st.

Snack, then spent the rest of the afternoon watching DS9. Dinner, crossword, more DS9, handled an applicant to the intern position, snack, measured ingredients for more nut and seed bars, sleep. Dreamt of other planets, time dilation, a sun that flickered in and out, cohabitation, a yellow school bus, conifer forests, caustic snow, a very confused Anthony Head.