7 June 2014

Larry arrived sometime before I finished breakfast to cut control joints in the cellar floor slab.  When (not if) the cellar floor cracks, in theory it will do so along the saw cuts (deliberately weakened areas) Larry made… which just happen to be under where walls will be placed. That’s why they’re called control joints. Clever, huh?!?!  Spent most of the day at Lynne & Perry’s doing laundry.  But call me Mr. Jinx.  After refueling from burning the first tank of gas cutting up logs for their firewood, Mr. Jonsered would start, but as soon as the throttle trigger was pulled, died.  Figuring maybe the older gas that I had refueled with had gone bad (even though it had been treated with a double dose of Stabilfuel), put in fresh gas.  Saw started, made a bunch of cuts, turned it off, and it then refused to start.  This was at 11:30, with Taylor Rental (Jonsered authorized service / repair center) closing at noon on Saturdays.  So beat feet rapidly in their direction.  Preliminary diagnosis is “crap” (a techno-speak repair term) in the carburetor jets.  Returned to Lynne & Perry’s, where we broke out Perry’s Jonsered.  While I was continuing to cut logs, that machine started smoking like it was on a two packs a day habit.  Determined that there is a gasoline leak somewhere in its guts.  Not so good!  Taylor Rental will be getting another Jonsered corpse come Monday.  We then fired up Perry’s log splitter which… worked just fine.  Whew!  One pickup truck filled to the brim with split hardwood later, headed for the cool enjoyment of Fern Lake... and clean sheets on the bed tonight.  Parked the Tacoma in the garage for the first time, just because I could.  Before doing so, was thinking the garage might be a trifle oversized.  It’s not!