Our occasional Washington correspondent Jean phones in with this report:
Now houses are exploding in Maryland.
Gas Leaks Identified in Pr. George’s
By Nancy Trejos
Washington Post Staff Writer
Saturday, April 23, 2005; Page B01
Washington Gas has found about 1,400 active leaks in underground service lines within a 100-square-mile area of Prince George’s County, according to a report the utility sent late yesterday to the Maryland Public Service Commission.
The leaks are not considered hazardous because the vapor remains underground and has not migrated into homes or buildings, Washington Gas spokesman Tim Sargeant said after releasing the 33-page report. The company plans to repair all leaks within six months, the report said.
Washington Gas has been under scrutiny since a District Heights house exploded in March after its residents complained of a gas odor. Since then, company officials have acknowledged that they had noticed an increase in the number of leaks in the county a year and a half ago.
Good luck selling your houses over the next six months, folks! Note that the leaks are not considered hazardous because they’re confined to underground–slowly accumulating and building up in concentration. (rubs chin) Hmmm, what else do we know of that operates on the same principal?
I must confess that I haven’t done a very good job of observing TV Turnoff Week, but what can I say? I has to have my Daily Show fix. However if you have given up television for lent–or are just too frightened by images of the scary new pope to turn it on–and if you happen to live in the Philadelphia area, why not stop by The Jaunt and partake in some of their festivities? An old cellmate of mine is participating, and you can gaze in wonderment at the fact that my tiny hometown turned out such a high percentage of weirdos.
We’re in Bed, Bath & Beyond today (DON’T say anything!). I’m looking at their wall clocks because in my advancing years I’ve discovered that the pale blue LEDs of the VCR don’t quite cut it anymore. Along come two college-age girls. I don’t really pay much attention to what they’re saying until I hear, “I don’t know. I don’t think I’m ready for a clock.” The utterance slithered into my ear, surrounded by brain, and began choking the life out of it.
in anyone’s life are they not “ready” for a clock? Time is one of the basic elements of our universe. Buying a clock isn’t one of those major, life-altering decisions, folks. It’s a double-A battery, a flake of quartz, some cheap plastic gears, and two sticks of differing lengths encased in a flimsy plastic housing. You’re ready for that. Maybe not a Rolex. Maybe not a GOOD clock that’s accurate and won’t have to be reset every week. Maybe not anything made primarily of non-synthetic materials. But you’re ready for the crap they sell at B,B & B.
Do something nice for your world.
I believe it’s testimony to how far our culture has sunk that the man-eating monster in my nightmares looks so poorly computer-generated that it completely fails to be scary.
My very first DIY performance upgrade! I swapped out the stock air intake with a cold-air intake. A CAI allows more air into the engine at cooler temperature, which increases engine efficiency and power. I regret going cheap, because the kit fit poorly and the instructions were abysmal. I ended up finding an online how-to. Though it was for a different brand, it was similar enough for me to figure out what went where.