I love BBWs – part 2
2021-11-11
It usually starts with a really weirdkinky fetish, and this time is no different. For some reason or another I wanted a really really solid alpha-unit of a fence. After doing some slight maths followed by even slighter maths assigning the cost I realized that I was perfectly a-ok with a beta-unit of a fence. This is of course still heads and shoulders above the omega-non-unit that is a standard stick-in-the-mud fence.
As was demonstrated in previous posts, the “by the code” load calculation of a fence yields in some very non-trivial loads and really puts the 4+ inch posts on commercial/industrial fences into focus. That stuff of course has to be “by the code”.
Between those posts and this post I weathered hurricane Ida. Damage to beautiful healthy trees and structures was significant. Yet my termite-eaten fence stayed up. A tree immediately next to it was torn in half. A tree 15 feet down from the very termite eaten section was tipped out of the ground. Yet this fence stayed up. Compared to this existing fence the new fence borders on insanity. And insane is exactly how we like it here at Castle Šiknaspyris.
This is what my untrained-in-anything self came up with as a model. I don’t know why the shadow is blue. I clicked something. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Into the computer model we add a healthy dose of money and the universe produces for us:
This was taken during fall in Louisiana so the temperature was a chilly 76F. To clarify, in exchange for money, Mother Gaia provided the pipe stands, pipe, tanks, regulators, hoses, truck, etc etc. She also provided the gravity to keep the pipe from blowing away off the pipe stands. That’s 3″ NPS and lets me tell ya – it has some gravity in ‘er.
Once the money sacrifice has been made, the Mother demands a bodily sacrifice. Thankfully the burned, bruised and mangled flesh incurred during crystal transformation spells suffices. At the end of rituals and incantations and alchemy the result emerges.
As soon as Ms Gaia gives she tries to take away. Fortunately we have an answer to that as well: magic salve called Rust-oleum.
Take that, wide-bosomed one!