So I'm trying to be a good little blogger and update this puppy every day. I've got two hours left before it's tomorrow and I don't have the picture I need to do the update I want, so we're going into the vault.
A couple years ago I put the biggest above ground pool I could find in my living room. The pictures were posted to a bunch of those link collecting sites and almost 7000 people saw the pictures the first day. Every year or so they are rediscovered and they get a ton of hits. However, I've never publicly told the story of the pool and why I did it. Avast!
One day my friend Crystal sends me an IM. Here's a dramatic rendition of the event :
Crystal: OMG! Ty, check out www.penguinwarehouse.com
So I did.
Lo and behold, it's a site that apparently sells pet penguins. I didn't realize it before that moment, but I had always wanted a pet penguin. Probably everyone has. I just never thought it was possible. Penguin Warehouse assured me that it was in fact possible :
Q: Do I need to provide a habitat for my penguin?
A: Most certainly! Each penguin species requires unique habitat requirements and your home environment needs to be made suitable for a penguin before purchase of such a pet. Most penguins require a decent sized salt-water non-chlorinated pool set at an appropriate temperature. In fact, some penguin species spend as much as 75% of their life in water. If you are interested in learning more, please look into one of our many penguin care books.
Needless to say, I was sold. If only I had a decent sized non-chlorinated pool. I sent an e-mail to the proprietors at Penguin Warehouse asking all the questions I had, and telling them I was ready to order. They had a variety of breeds and ages available, and after a couple hours of research, I decided on a Snares Island penguin. I was going to name him Magellan.
I was really excited. So excited, in fact, that I told everyone I knew that I was getting a pet penguin. Knowing me, most people weren't too surprised, and most were excited by the idea as well. My parents offered the opinion that buying a penguin was a reckless and irresponsible thing to do. This was a very frequently offered opinion, however, so it was discarded.
Later that week I found myself at Costco buying frozen fruit. While wandering the aisles I couldn't help but notice the large swimming pool in display. They had it sitting on its edge, and it towered over the shoppers at a height of 15 feet. I immediately thought that it would be really cool if I had a pool that big at my house. The only problem is that my backyard is small and the robomower might cut the pool up. I considered putting it in the garage, but decided that I like parking there too much.
Then it hit me that I could just put it in my living room. I had just moved into my house and didn't have a dining table. I could easily move the living room furniture in there and put the pool in the living room. I wasn't sure it would even fit, but I figured it was worth a try. My friends Jake and Crystal cautioned me that it could easily be a disaster, but I could tell that they really wanted to see it happen. I called my father, who is a carpenter, to see what he thought. I believe his quote was something like this :
"I know I always tell you not to do your crazy ideas and you usually do anyway, but listen to me on this one. Don't do it. You could crack your foundation or flood your house"
That was enough to sway me. I made a little flow chart for you guys to help understand how I make decisions. If you want your life to be more interesting, try following it yourself with your decisions :
Clearly, it had to be done. I picked up one of the huge boxes containing the inflatable pools and put it in my cart. I checked out and had to drive home at about 10mph because the pool only fit halfway in my trunk.
First we cleared all of the furniture out of the room and unpacked the pool.
Then we unrolled the ground tarp. I didn't know if I actually needed this, since the manufacturers carelessly ignored the possibility of indoor installation. In the end I decided to use it, because you can never be too safe when installing a pool in your house.
To ensure that the pool would be environmentally friendly, Crystal simulated a retarded dolphin swimming in the dry pool. It was a great success.
The way the pool works is that the outer ring is inflated, and as the pool is filled with water the ring rises and causes the pool to form its shape. Whoever came up with this idea is a genius madman. I'm sure that outdoors it's a walk in the park, but doing this inside was quite nervewracking. I can't really describe the nervous feeling of standing in the middle of the living room with the hose at full blast.
Then we waited...
...and waited... The pool was 3100 gallons, which is a lot more water than it seemed. As the pool slowly grew we'd marvel every five minutes at how cool it was. I actually had to stop for the night and restart the next morning. I believe it took around 8 hours total to get the sucker filled.
Finally the pool was completely full. Eager to celebrate, we tested the water. That's when it dawned on me that the pool was never going to get any warmer than 72 degrees - for some reason I just thought outdoor pool = cold and indoor pool = warm. Oops. I was somewhat comforted by the fact that Magellan would probably appreciate the cold water.
Jake insisted that we try it out anyway, so we did. It's very bizarre to be floating comfortably along in the pool while staring at the ceiling fan.
What I didn't count on was the paranoia that the pool caused. I would routinely wake up, convinced that I heard a noise, and I would run my hand along the entire perimeter of the pool. The pool was 15 feet in diameter and barely fit into the room, so this was a bit of a chore.
A couple days later I started getting suspicious because the Penguin Warehouse people hadn't written me back yet. One of my friends took a closer look at the site and realized that it is obviously a fake. He told me, and despite a brief attempt to cling to my hopes, I had to relent. A second look at the web site made it very clear that it was just a hoax.
With cold water and no penguin to occupy it, I was ready to get rid of the pool. Siphoning the water out was surprisingly easy. I put one end of a hose in the water, and brought the other end to the back edge of my property. Without any work on my part, the water started flowing. It was as if immaculate sucking had occured.
A neighbor came by with the bad news that I must have a leak in my sprinkler system because water was pumping out of my backyard at an alarming pace. He was a bit freaked out when I invited him in and he saw the pool. He never came by again.
Unable to get the last drops of water out, I dragged the pool outside and put it on the deck, where it sat for a couple months.
I read about Costco's incredible return policy - essentially anything can be returned for any reason. We loaded the whole moldy mess onto my friend's pickup truck - there was no chance it was fitting in its box. And hauled it to costco. Using a large shopping cart to transport it, I dumped the pool and its accessories in front of the returns counter, causing a bit of a scene. Here's how the conversation went down:
Tynan : I'd like to return this swimming pool.
Woman : Is there something wrong with it?
Tynan : No.
Woman : Then why do you want to return it?
Tynan : Well, I put it in my house because I was going to buy a penguin, but I kept worrying that it was going to leak on my carpet. It's not as sturdy as the one you had on display (this is true - the one on display was double walled)
The woman definitely did not believe me and just stared blankly.
Woman : I.. umm. I don't think we can take this return. I'm going to get a manager.
Manager: Sir, can you tell me why you'd like to return this pool?
Tynan : I was going to buy a penguin, but I was worried the pool was going to leak on my carpet. It doesn't say anywhere not to use it inside, but I don't think it's sturdy enough.
Manager: Are you being serious?
Manager: Ok... I guess we'll take it.
I provided my receipt and got my money back. Not getting the penguin was a very sad event for me. I had already named Magellan and was extremely excited. I had read tons of information about penguins and was really excited about taking care of him. Since "losing" him, I have visited two aquariums and spent as much time with the penguins as possible. For Christmas my awesome sister bought me a plastic penguin named Magellan.
I usually assume a gallon of water weighs about 9 pounds.
3,100 gallons at about 9 pounds is about 27,900 pounds
The pool is a circle with diameter 15 feet. So its floor area is Pi*7.5^2, or about 176 square feet.
So, the weight of the pool is about 27,900 / 176 = 158 pounds per square foot.
I vaguely recall that most residential floors are designed to hold around 50 pounds per square foot. The pool exceeded that by a factor of 3.
You got lucky. :-)
I was moving out of an apartment where I had a waterbed. To drain a waterbed, you are supposed to connect a hose to the drain valve and then connect that to the faucet and turn the faucet on; apparently water flowing from the faucet through the valve into the sink also sucks water from the waterbed. I left for an errand and came back to ALMOST an indoor pool; the bed was about six feet high and could have burst at any moment. Looked like an enormous tick. I went to the faucet and switched the faucet from FILL to DRAIN. Long story short, I was able to get my deposit back and sleep in the bed again :-)
Costco has a 10% return policy. Here's how it works.
Costco posts guards at the entrance who count the morons and non-morons as they walk in the door.
Hey Tynan, did you say hello to the door guard?
The door guards say to all the morons, "Hello moron, you're prolly here to buy fresh fruit, but I know you won't be able to resist a swimming pool, but no worries, we've got you covered by our 10% return policy."
Also, to the non-morons the guards say, "Hello Mr Responsible. Boy am I glad to see you. Did you see that moron who just walked in? He's a doofous. Do me a favor won't ya? Follow him to the swimming pool section and buy one too. Yes, I know you don't really NEED a swimming pool, but I'm betting you won't return it like that moron. I just need eight more people like you who are responsible. That moron really appreciates how you are so willing to give Costco money so he can love life and explore its possibilities by ignoring common sense and discovering what is really possible. Believe me, he really appreciates your support. He will be very thankful when he returns his swimming pool in a heap of a moldy mess."
Tynan, that is about the funniest story I have ever heard. I am glad you did not let those common sense driven, nay-sayers interefere with your pursuit of your dream. If I ever come across a penguin I will be happy to give him/her to you. You are truly an inspiration.
I enjoyed that. Especially when I read what W web said about your tap water having chlorine. Glad all turned out. Listen to your parents. I have a 6 year old who already seems to be like you. I'm 50. Maybe I won't be around for most of his bigger messes. Lol
Amusing story but to make you feel better,you could visit the penguin colony in Patagonia which smells like a chicken yard and study the way they nest in holes in the ground and pretty much leave droppings everywhere and go off to swim in the ocean. The moldy pool was probably a whole lot less gross-you dodged a missile there.
My friend Jonah decided that he was going to break off his long standing relationship with the more common bills and use two dollar bills as the primary fodder in his wallet. I thought it was ingenious. Here's why:
I never like copying people's quirks, but this one is too good. I told him that I wanted to copy it, but whenever anyone remarked how cool it was, I would give him credit. He agreed.
I went to the bank yesterday and as I was leaving, I remembered that I wanted to get some deuces (oh, did I mention how cool all the nicknames are for them?). They had just gotten a shipment in, so I got my hands on a freshly minted stack of 100 sequentially numbered two dollar bills. Thanks for the idea, Jonah!
By Leo Babauta
Two nights ago, I came home and my 7-year-old daughter Noelle could barely contain her excitement.
"Daddy, mommy said she'd help me start my own Youtube channel tomorrow!"
She was practically jumping up and down.
It made my heart leap, to see this kind of excitement in her. This is exactly what you want to see as an unschooling parent -- when your kid is excited about something, you encourage it. You cherish it. You do what you can to let it bloom.