Well, I suppose it’s no great act of civil disobedience, or anything, but the silliness of the whole thing is at least far outdone by the utter absurdity of the federal government so entwining itself in my affairs that I can’t even take a decent shower without the fuckers messing in my business.
A little history. Back when I lived in France, ’round 1990, I hadn’t been in my apartment a month when I had a leaking stem on the supply valve for the toilet. Rather than bother the landlord, I just went down to the hardware store and secured a new valve and installed it. While there, I noticed one of those cool shower heads, something like the photo on the right. It was simpler, though. Basically, it’s a round disk of chromed metal with about 60 or so 1/32" holes drilled in it, all surrounded with a housing. This one didn’t even have a ball socket for adjusting its trajectory. Didn’t need it. It knocked out so much water over such a wide swath that it didn’t need pointing towards any particular place. It was pure luxury, and for under $5, it became a prized possession that went with me to every place I was to live for the next 15 years. Installing it was always part of day #1 tasks in conjunction with any move.
Well, when we sold our home and moved last October, I decided to let it go. I left it. I’m not particularly sure why; I just didn’t bother this time.
Man did I live to regret it. I haven’t had a decent shower in over two months! So, today, I went out and found a good one, at OSH, of all places. You see them around, nowadays, but don’t be fooled. All those ones with the little self-cleaning rubber nozzles? Vegetable sprayers. Forget it. Don’t bother. I finally found one with reasonably sized holes in a metal disk. The next check was critical, though. A potential deal-breaker if not precisely correct. Did it have one of those spring-loaded flow limiters that’s integrated into the plastic casing of the thing, or simply a nylon disk with its puny 1/16" hole through which no more than 2.5 gallons may pass per minute at 80 psi? Ha! A nylon disk. My pair of needlenose’ll make quick work of that.
Now my only regret was that this Saturday morning wasn’t one of those where I get up and start my tooling around before taking a shower, and sometimes, just letting it go by all day. Well, wait. I just realized I have to be at a family gathering at 3pm this afternoon. I think I might need a second shower. Glancing that way, it appears the coast is clear. Not a Fed in sight.