We deployed several granulated-rubber soaker hoses last year and, while they certainly weep enough water, they’re exceedingly brittle: they kink and break with what seems to be ordinary handling.
The hose ID is much smaller than ordinary “half inch” hose, so I turned some grooves on a chunk of copper tube that’s a snug fit inside:

Slitting a piece of scrap hose (ya gotta have stuff) and clamping it around the hose and tubing holds the splice together against the 90 psi water in the Vassar Farms irrigation system and provides a bit of strain relief beyond the ends of the tubing:

While I was at it I made three more copper splices, because I know they’ll come in handy…
“ya gotta have stuff”
Yeah, but you have to be able to find it. My collection of stuff, and to organize stuff, seems to obscure the stuff I need. Do you have a secret scheme?
Boxes. Lots of boxes. […] That’s why it’s going to work.
My buddy Eks taught me to use shelves, lots of shelves, filled with boxes, each labeled with the contents. When a box gets full, you split it into two boxes, each holding related sub-collections, with more detailed labels. The trick is to pick the initial label: specific enough to identify the contents, general enough to allow more than one thing.
Then, of course, there’s the Sargasso Sea effect in the corners, where all the random crap collects.
I should write this up sometime…
“Boxes. Lots of boxes. […]”
Full of THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE? ;-)
http://www.jir.com/geographic.html
When Mom moved out of The Ancestral House, we auctioned off a complete Nat Geo collection for exactly ten dollars.
Broke my heart, but the alternative involved moving that entire yellow wall into the van, hauling it here, unloading it, and then doing something with it…
…or old newspapers?
“Paradoxically, Finland boosts imports of scrap paper”
http://yle.fi/uutiset/paradoxically_finland_boosts_imports_of_scrap_paper/3256357
Nope, paper doesn’t work well: it tends to blow away…
_I should write this up sometime…_
Yes, yes, please do. Part of my current problem is a (temporary?) excess inventory of empty boxes and other useful(?) containers.
Mary converts any excess box supply into garden paths. The cardboard disintegrates by the end of the season and gets plowed under, so there’s very little cleanup!
I just hate it when there’s a leak in my leaky hose! :)
(BTW, something has changed style-wise since I last commented; I used to be able to comment in my main browserif I clicked in the text label above the comment box then tabbed down to the comment box; not anymore… (I haven’t been able to actually click in the comment box for ages). Oh, HTML…)
The only thing I have any control over is the posting text & pictures, which is tough enough for me. Everything else comes from somewhere in the vast & inscrutable WordPress machinery, mediated through random assortments of browser features / plugins / scripts.
For what it’s worth, the Amazon Silk browser (which reports itself as a Safari variant) on my Kindle Fire fumbles some of the Omega symbols that all look identical in Firefox. I haven’t a clue what’s going on.
I suspect this whole Web thing has begun falling apart…