Today was appliance repair day at my house. This time, the dryer. It's making a loud squeaking and rumbling sound. I donned my wife beater t-shirt and scootched my jeans down low to help get fully into character and commenced to disassembling. I actually like working on dryers because they're so easy to fix. It's been about 17 years since the last time I worked on a dryer but they haven't changed much. After pulling it out so I could get to the back I learned that Maytags open up from the front so I could have left it in place. That's okay. I still looked like I knew what I was doing.
I removed the front panel, the drum cover, and the drum.
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A drum roller had gone bad. That called for a trip to buy the new part.
Steph went with me so we could stop by a couple of thrift stores and buy some hideous looking sweaters to wear to school the week before Christmas break. While she looked for sweaters, I searched for some records. And I found some keepers. Tango Serenade, a set of 45rpm records, performed by the Tango Serenaders (who else?), a 45rpm record by
The Knack with My Sharona, and
Shaving Cream by Benny Bell. And then there's this one from
Art Linkletter's House Party.
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Because there's nothing as funny as House Party howls...and boners...and shockers. I'm such a juvenile.
The new drum roller cost me $30. I had the dryer back together in just a few minutes. It runs as smooth and quiet as when we bought it about 14 years ago.
Now to rip some vinyl and add the music to my computer.
1 comment:
Ahh yes, My Sharona. One of a couple songs Jeffrey sang to me (Dude, my name's not Sharona!). Mm-hmm... I had my own first grade serenader. Memories. Kind of making me giggle.
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