I’m not Going to be Taken Out by Something With a Name Like “Dorian”

Yesterday was an eventful day. I prepared for the arrival of Hurricane Dorian, and I also finished wiring up two 250V sockets for my power tools.

When you don’t know anything about hurricanes (or you have a bunch of kids), you prepare by buying several weeks’ worth of groceries, enough water for an army, a battery-powered radio, first aid supplies, 100 pounds of ice, 25 gallons of gas in cans, and 50 pounds of batteries. Leftists and libertarians also buy a lot of weed. I’ve been through a bunch of storms: Andrew, Rita, Wilma, Katrina, and Irma. Here is what I just bought: 5 cans of tuna, a box of Pop Tarts, two cases of bottled water, and a box of protein bars. I also got gas.

It’s just not worth it to overprepare. Even after Andrew, it was possible to drive 30 miles and buy whatever I needed.

There are some things you really do need to get in advance. I’m talking about chainsaws, mainly. The day after Irma, every chainsaw in the western hemisphere changed hands, and it was impossible to find one anywhere. Also, if you want a generator, you need to buy it at least one day before the NHC discovers the depression that will become your hurricane. Predicting that is a little tough.

Here is what I would need, if a storm got me: two ceiling fans, a refrigerator, and a stove. That means I would need a generator capable of supplying maybe 20 amps. The stove wouldn’t be part of the equation, because I have a butane stove and a gas grill. I just bought my second new Chinese carb for my generator, which is leaking gas out the front. The first new Chinese carb was somehow messed up, so I bet another $22 on another one. Beats paying someone a hundred bucks to take a month to fix the old one.

I have been using my supernatural tools to get God’s help with the storm. Yesterday my friend Travis felt the Holy Spirit call him to leave a college class and pray with me, so he walked out and called me. That was excellent.

The storm’s projected path was right over me for a while, but now it’s down by Tampa, and it’s also projected to make landfall pretty far south. Moving over land will sap its strength, and the added distance between me and the storm will reduce the effects here. I think this trend will continue.

I haven’t watched a single news program. What a waste of time that would have been. They always say the same thing: “Wherever you are, no matter what the storm track looks like, you will have hurricane-force winds, and you will probably die.” In order to improve ratings, they wave their hands and shriek like girls who think Justin Bieber may be nearby. It’s disgraceful.

You know who gets hurt in hurricanes? People who have absolutely no judgment. It’s really hard to get hurt in a hurricane. Stay in a sturdy shelter, and avoid flood areas. Keep a safe distance from downed wires. Do not be under falling trees. Bang. You’re safe. It’s really that simple. To hear journalists describe it, you would think hurricanes penetrate concrete bunkers to kill people who have spent years preparing. It’s like they’re confusing hurricanes with ninjas or the Terminator.

Here’s a story you will never read: “Bob Smith was killed by Hurricane Hillary last night. He was sleeping in his code-compliant concrete block home which isn’t in a flood plain, and he was nowhere near falling trees or downed power lines.”

Actually, in a really nasty storm, you can be hit by a tornado that breaks a concrete wall, but there is no way to prepare for that, short of sleeping in a parking garage. It has probably never happened, anyway.

My impression, based on prayer, is that I’m in the clear. Of course, I am praying for other people, too.

I found an amazing site that predicts the future. I went to Heavy.com because Google said they had hurricane info, and they had a “live” radar animation for Dorian. I wanted this because the NHC has stopped issuing updates every three hours. For some reason, they’re farther apart. That’s probably good news for me, because it almost certainly means the NHC is having trouble predicting the storm’s path. If that’s true, then the storm may be headed even farther away from me than I thought.

According to the “live” video, Dorian is going to hit Boca Raton and then move up the state like a spinning, highly destructive suppository. When it gets to me, it will be a mere thunderstorm.

What a great site. I wish I could zoom in really close and maybe get a shot of a newspaper on a park bench, with racing results and stock market reports for next week.

It would be great for me if the storm landed between Miami and Ocala, because it would spare my residential real estate in both areas. Not great for the Bocans, however.

Click to see the future.

I ate some of the Pop Tarts already.

I am now substantially less prepared.

It’s irritating to deal with people who constantly goad you not just to prepare, but to be upset and rushed. It’s not happening. Don’t waste your time. Worry and hurry are for the flesh. I am not an animal. I’m the patience and peace of God, according to his word. I slept like a rock last night, and I plan to remain in peace no matter what.

Thinking that worry, and worrying other people, are good things is a serious character flaw. It’s toxic. Unfortunately, people who carry and spread worry are usually self-righteous about it. They think it’s a virtue, and that people should be admired for it. They think worry proves you’re a good person. Actually, worry is faith in Satan. Sorry to tell you that. Faith in God IS righteousness, so what is faith in Satan? Sin. You can’t impress a knowledgeable Christian with your righteousness by worrying, and you definitely can’t shame me for not worrying. It’s like being ashamed of being potty-trained.

Being proud of worrying is like being proud you don’t bathe.

Over and over in the Bible, God commands his children not to worry. Where, exactly, does he tell them to worry?

Enough about the weather. The real news is that I got my electrical sockets installed. I wish I could convey the relief I feel. You would think something like this wouldn’t mean much to a Christian who is supposed to be all holy and focused on the things of God and whatnot, but it’s a very big deal. I feel I’m breathing again, after two years of having a pillow over my face. It’s wonderful.

I rigged up a 50-amp socket and a 20-amp socket. I can use my welders, my table saw, my band saw, my belt grinder, my drill press, and probably something else I’m forgetting. Without these things, I’ve felt helpless. It was like being handcuffed. I might even be able to cut thin stuff with plasma.

If you can’t weld, life is bad. If you can’t grind, life is bad. If you can’t cut wood, life is bad. If you have no compressor, see previous sentence. There are some things you just need to be able to do. Good tools change lives. A series of $50-$1000 jobs performed by other people (or abandoned) becomes a series of free jobs performed by you, at your convenience.

The sockets are in my workshop. Now I need a couple in my garage, so I can get my lathe and mill moved up here. Man, that will be nice. God willing.

My friend Mike was asking about my belt grinder. You need one of these. If you’re not financially endowed, get a 1″x42″ grinder for $40. It won’t be idea, but it will do a lot more than you know, and it will still be useful after you get a big grinder. If you have money to spend, get a 2″x72″ job with at least two horsepower and a variable frequency drive. You’ll be able to do amazing things with any material you can name.

Belt grinders tend to be expensive. If you buy one off the shelf, you can expect to blow maybe $1500. I spent $500, plus about $80 for a fantastic 3HP motor, plus maybe $200 for the VFD. I put a little money into a plywood platform and a VFD enclosure. That was pretty cheap, and my grinder will do exactly what a $3000 Burr King will do, except mine has more power and much more versatility. You don’t have to have variable speed. You can skip that, get a 2HP 125V motor (totally enclosed, for protection from grit and dust), and do just fine. Save yourself hundreds and then wait to upgrade later.

Most people don’t have 3HP motors. I have one because it was easier to find than a 2HP motor. I bought a beautiful 2HP Mitsubishi motor, and the Ebay seller packed it in a flat rate box with no support. The Postal Service broke a foot off the cast iron base, so a claim was filed, and I got my money back. The Postal Service did not want the broken motor, so I had to do something with it. I used stainless MIG wire to weld the foot back on, and it held perfectly, so now I have a nice 2HP motor doing nothing. I ordered the 3HP motor to replace it.

If you’re a good (or mediocre) woodworker, you can literally make a belt grinder out of plywood, and it will work as well as any 2×72 made. It will last for decades. Belt grinders experience virtually no mechanical stress, except for the relatively light pressure you put on the wheel or platen while grinding. You just need a rigid object that will hold two pulleys and a tool arm in place. You could build one from scrap for almost nothing. I guarantee you, someone on Youtube has done it. I’ll look.

Okay, here it is. One of many.

As long as those wooden pulleys have metal bearings, they will last a hundred years. Pulleys take very little abuse. The contact wheel is another story, since you have to apply pressure to it.

You don’t understand how badly you need a belt grinder unless you have used one.

A vertical band saw is also a greatly underrated tool. You should be able to find a good 14″ saw on the web for $400 or less. It won’t be quite as accurate as a table saw, and it will throw more dust, but it will do many things a band saw will do, plus a lot more. It will cut curves. It will allow you to turn logs into boards. It’s also much, much safer than a table saw, and it takes up less room.

Now I need to repair the mobile base on my table saw. The movers broke it, and I had to order parts. The movers failed to come through with the papers for an insurance claim, so I decided to stop fighting with them and move on. They were really bad at their job, and I have serious doubts about their honesty.

It’s hard to believe I had a less-than-sublime experience with a business running out of Hialeah, but there it is.