Applying The Heat Shield

Going on the bizarre theory that houses are easier to cool if the heat is kept out of them to begin with, I finally got around to installing a radiant barrier on our garage door. I got the idea last year when looking at solutions for our attic heat. A lot of university cooperative sites were steering people away from powered cooling (gable fans, for instance) in favor of passive solutions, like radiant barriers. Radiant barriers reflect heat back into space, before it can seep into the conditioned part of your house. I’d like to do the whole attic, but a test was needed first. The garage door is a good candidate for a radiant barrier, as it faces due west and gets cooked by the afternoon sun.

Applying the barrier wasn’t hard at all. It’s essentially bubble wrap covered by aluminum foil. All I had to do was cut it to fit the panels of my door. The barrier fit so snugly into the door panels that they didn’t even need to be fastened.

The results were immediately obvious. As I insulated panel after panel, I could feel the source of heat – the hot door – disappearing. An hour later, I had 95% of the door covered in foil. The windows are the only remaining problem, the sun’s rays still burn right through them.

Radiant barriers aren’t cheap. The 2′ x 25′ roll I used for the door cost around $23. Still, but the radiant barrier seems like a good candidate for the attic, especially considering our air conditioner can’t keep our house cool on hot summer days. If a barrier can cut the attic temperature from 140 degrees to 100, it will make a world of difference in our summertime comfort.

Gunslinger Followup

I think I may have solved the Curious Case of the Nighttime Gunshots. At a Memorial Day neighborhood party, a neighbor who’s a golfer sounded convinced it was the owner of Cheviot Hills golf course. He told me the owner is an older gentleman who owns the lone house out there. He thinks the guy picks up his rifle and takes an occasional shot at the rabbits and deer that are on his property.

Since the course is on county property and not in the city limits, he’s probably within his rights to shoot his gun. That doesn’t make me any happer that he’s doing it at 1 AM, though. Maybe I’ll have a friendly, neighbor-to-neighbor chat with him sometime and suggest he consider other, safer ways of passing the time.

Like golf, for instance.

Afghanistan Isn’t Safe For Dog Washers

The paper this morning carried news of riots in Afghanistan (remember Afghanistan? How we cleaned it up and all?), allegedly in response to abuses by the U.S. military. While the military is unfortunately used to being seen as the bad guy around there, I was stunned to learn the other target of their fury.

They were chanting “death to dog washers!” Yep, dog washers.

Apparently dog washers are the worst scum of the earth in Afghanistan, which leads me to wonder: what about the dirty dogs? Here in ‘Merica, dirty dogs are pretty low. You call someone a dirty dog, them’s fighting words. So do Afghanis consider clean dogs to be worse?

“I hate you,” screamed one protestor in my imagination. “You … you washed your dog!

I just don’t understand the Middle East.