Heat Your Home With Plastic Bags

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Many of the world’s great scientific discoveries came quite by accident. Remember “Come here Watson, I need you?” Then there’s the discovery of Wheaties. A cook at an institution was making gruel for breakfast when the porridge was spilled on a hot stove, making a crispy flake. The cook ate the flake and , viola, Wheaties was born.

In the same spirit of serendipitous invention I have discovered how to heat your home using plastic bags. Not just any plastic bag, but the kind you put broccoli into at the grocery store.

I was at work recently and accidentally let my plastic bag come in contact with the drywall. When I let go of it I noticed that it was sticking to the wall just like a booger.

In the photo above, the little speck on the right hand side is a booger, not a bug. Apparently, where I work no one does a “Booger Background Check” and they hire people who wipe boogers on walls. Come to think of it, they don’t even have a question on the job application that asks “Do you ever wipe boogers on your employers walls?”

But I digress.

Anyway, the bag stuck to the wall because of static electricity. The bag had rubbed on my fleece coat and decided to hang out with the paint  and gypsum on the drywall.

So I got to thinking, “What would happen if you took all of the plastic bags out of the recycle bin at the grocery store, rubbed them on your fleece coat, and stuck them to the walls of your house? You’d get more dead air space and as we all know, that translates into a warmer house.

By my estimates, 5000 plastic bags in an average bedroom would raise the temperature by 3.5 degrees Celsius.

You would need to acquire a lot of plastic bags, and go to the Thrift Shop Second Hand Store where you can buy old fleece coats that say “Aspen Police Department Ski Team” for a dollar.

Let me know if you are having trouble attaching the bags to the walls of your home. I can probably get that mystery employee to come over to your house and attach the bags using boogers.

Tow Truck Driver Fist Fight

This past weekend, I was in Denver and saw probably the coolest thing in my life: Two tow truck drivers in a fight. A nasty fist fight, with amazing results. You probably didn’t see this in the news.

It seems a guy’s hummer overheated on Colfax Avenue. He coasted into the gas station I was at, called 911, and left the scene in a friend’s Smart Car.

As I sat watching, a tow truck showed up and backed up to the front of the Hummer. At about the same time, another tow truck from company “B” showed up. The driver got out and started yelling at the driver from company “A”.

The heated exchange lasted for a few minuets, then they started throwing punches. After an ugly 20 seconds of John Wayne fist fighting, driver “B” jumped into his truck and fired it up. He did a u-turn, and backed up to the rear of the Hummer. He hopped out and ran to the back of his truck and started hooking up to the disabled Hummer.

Driver “A” ran to the Hummer and started hooking up his tow truck.

Both men jumped into their vehicles at the same time and fired them up. They both lurched forward, wheels spinning, engines racing, and thick, burnt rubber tire smoke filling the air. I heard the sound as if taffy were being pulled.

One driver was in a Ford, the other in a Chevy. The tug-o-war lasted about 2 minutes, but seemed an eternity. The smoke choked me and was so dense I couldn’t see any of the vehicles.

Sometime during the fight, the trucks both stopped, unhooked, and drove out of the blue cloud at the same time. When the smoke cleared,  this is what I saw:

 

 

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A stretched Hummer. Who would’ve believed it? The sheet metal wasn’t even wrinkled. Amazing.

The drivers looked back at each other, then the Hummer, and they both tore out of there like jackrabbits.

Someday I’d like to see them do that with the Smart Car.

Weird Magnetic Spot in Colorado

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This past summer I added a freaky item to my cave tours: The Weird Magnetic Spot. Here you see a few guests trying the demonstration.

During my tours I stop in the middle of this circle and say, “The owners of this cave found out that there is an unusual magnetism at this very spot. So they laid out the concrete in this circle pattern with the ‘X’ in the middle, and they showed us tour guides how to demonstrate that fact to our guests.”

Then I take out my wedding ring, and an ordinary rubberband. I stick the rubberband through the ring and slant it upwards. The ring climbs UP the rubberband to my uphill hand.

I tell my group, “I don’t know what makes it work, but you can try it after the tour.”

I found one lady standing in the circle after the tour with her eyes closed. “Yes, I can feel the energy,” she told me. Her friends said that she was the best at that stuff.

I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I learned the trick in a magic book.

The Last Bungee Jump

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The lady standing on the Jump Tower in the photo was finding it very hard to leap. She stood there for what seemed like an eternity, and may be 10 eternities for her. She’s at Glenwood Caverns Adventure Park where I work as a cave tour guide.

The bungee tower jumpers were a fun thing to watch, and the screams by little girls, (and men who screamed louder than little girls), was a real smile maker.

That tower saw its last jumper a week ago. The bungee tower will not be used next year. Something about money I suppose.

Anyway, it was a fun part of working at the park.

Oh…she never did jump. ‘Can’t blame her.

Jerry Begly, Wilderness Ranger

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This painting hangs in Alpine Bank, in Glenwood Springs, Colorado. You’re looking at Haggerman Peak and Snowmass Lake, in the Maroon Bells-Snowmass Wilderness Area, near Aspen, Colorado.

I used to be a GS-4 Wilderness Ranger at Snowmass Lake. I would backpack up to the lake and camp there for 4 nights as part of my patrol. My campsite was in a “secret” location about 200 feet from the viewpoint of this artist.

I used to make pudding, and keep it cold in the creek right over where that tree stump is on the left side.

The stories of my summer at Snowmass Lake would amuse, stun, and chill you to the bone.

I had the pleasure of camping there with my wife, Marti, several years after working there. I caught the biggest fish of my life on that trip, and surprised Marti when she woke up to a frying pan 2 feet from her head, and a monster trout hanging out both ends of the pan.

If you ever get to Snowmass Lake and see this view, you’ll know why I think it’s the most beautiful place in Colorado.