The clothes tumble but do not dry. Armed with a multi-meter I checked the usual suspects: Thermal Fuse, Hi Temp Thermostat, Thermister, the Heating Element to find no open loops. A useful msg board thread directed my attention to this micro circuit board inside the control console. Stashed inside the console like an easter egg, I found bundled a diagnostic and trouble shooting guide. While test reading the DC current value at Heat Relay terminal P3-1 and P3-2 the machine began to perform again. Harrumph. Must have been the kicking and banging on the cabinet after I lost a socket tool deep inside. Nonetheless, I have my eye on a resistor and two capacitors on the micro circuit board all of which appear well burned in (i.e. fried). FedEx to deliver a replacement board.
Category Archives: social
With it
At the restaurant table and can’t figure the intricacies of the salt n’ pepper shakers / grinders. The cap falls into the scrambled eggs. Befuddled i seek help. Is it just me? They’re ‘new’ says the server. Well, says I, my prediction is that you won’t have to explain them for very much longer.
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playing the sympathy card
Got it figured after hearing the same spiel from the hotel van driver. The conversation starts like so:
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Driver: Where you from?
Guest: The state of ______ .
Armed with this knowledge driver starts into team sports dialog, namely school basketball teams. This is genuine conversation starter but it leads to the colleges that his children are attending and how he struggles to pay tuition expenses, works 3 jobs… the violin starts. Can’t help pony up a better tip after such a performance. Clever. Wonder if he has kids for reals.
SLP

San Luis Potosi` is off the beaten path; not the usual tourist stop over. Most of the visitors are managers and executives from GM, Toyota inspecting their component parts manufacturing. Ventured out of the Westin hotel “compound” and into upscale residential just a jog away.
GTD
DMV line behind a young woman sporting a black tattoo the size of a fist on the nape of her neck. A civil servant has come round to generally be helpful making sure that everyone has selected the proper line to stand in. A man has no cash/check only but a Mastercard and gets sent packing. Tattoo is here for an ID. The officer asks leading , “How’d you get here?” and gets an “I drove” response; which began a painful seesaw: If you don’t have a license how’d you drive… and “I have a license!” then “Whatcha need an ID for then…” She couldn’t make up something give a good answer and although he kept drilling he wouldn’t or couldn’t get her to hang herself. I’m not sure of the objective. Harass? Inform? Make an arrest?
grass trim
The Toro refuses to start without a helping shot of flammable aerosol. Continuous full choke or she dies. Lawnmower disfuncion erectil.
Reality Check
I guess I’m spoiled by *** and **** Star hotels but it’s slim pickens here in South Dakota. The choices are Super 8, Sleep On Inn and their ilk. Ours features an indoor water park and tiki bar casino attraction. Shown is an hotel amenity; tie wrapped to the desk with fishing line so you don’t have to open your beverage with the furniture
iron stomach
Waiting to see if I turn green – – or not. I’m usually first in the breakfast line. The eggs and biscuits tend to dry overdone if you arrive for a helping after an hour or two or more of simmering. This morning I’m downing my scrambled eggs which are still wet and just the way I like them. They have an exotic flavor of charcoal broil. Ummmm. Unusual, but then again, I’m in Texas so maybe this is how the locals change things up. Having finished and while weighing the second course I hear another patron in the place making noise about the eggs being bad and something about having gone off… The head waiter takes a sample from buffet, makes a face, and within ear shot agrees with the suspicion. I see him take the offending batch back to the kitchen. I sit there pondering my now empty plate.