So I've been a little behind in updating, finally having a little free time now to write.
A couple weeks ago, I was trolling around ebay looking for Violet Rays of the vintage sort. In particular, the Elco models. There but before my eyes appears a Model 12, in what looks like rough, but workable shape. The price couldn't be beat, so after a little mental deliberation, and conferring with the Bard, I decide, what the hell. I buy it. As if I needed another project.
It duly arrives, a week and change later, and while the insides were packed brilliantly, the outside was loose in the shipping box, and had been kicked around by UPS for a week. The lid was no longer attached to the frame of the box, and some other incidental damage. I was not pleased. Because the price was good, I wasn't going to make a scene about it on ebay, but at the same time, I made my point to the seller about packing it with some padding around it. The seller was very good about it, but it's still a mess. I haven't tested the glass, and am working on the metal electrodes. More pictures will be forthcoming once I get it apart and see how the back side of it is set up. It's significantly more complex than the No. 7, so I'm curious as to what exactly the binding posts are delivering power wise. This thing also included some vibrator attachments, which would have gone along with the kit originally, but the vibrator itself isn't with it.
At any rate, here's what we're starting with...
A place to document and share my projects, and anything else I feel like.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Enter The Electrician...Updated!
The Bard and the Devil had previously prepared me for what was to
become my indoctrination into the Saturday Irregulars, through a number
of various amusing tales. I went in fully expecting to get the fresh
meat grilling, and was actually quite surprised.
Once we had arrived, the usual social introductions were made, and everyone returned to their perches on the floor or couches. Farthest from me was (nicknames courtesy of the Devil's blog) The Balance, on his right the Psychiatrist (on temporary loan from the military), The Molester, The Jedi, Doomhammer, then Myself, the Bard was next to me, and a short while later, Foxy Moxy on the opposite end of the couch from the Balance. The Balance decrees proper introductions are in order. Around the makeshift circle we go, with some various bits of name, rank and serial number, usually accompanied by the answer to "so, what have you been doing lately?" and so on. Naturally, I'm last being my first time.
The attention now is shifted over to me, and who I am. It starts out innocently enough, with my name and what I do for work, and all that. While they have not met me, as such before, some already know about some of my more interesting aspects. They know me from the Devil's blog as "The Electrician". At the reiteration of this fact to the crowd, the wandering eyes have come back to look at me squarely. Momentarily I wonder how much the Bard and Devil have primed the audience over the previous 6 months.
The Balance starts in with the questions, the exact details of which I cannot recall, but to the effect of "Explain the electrical stuff to us." We start with the Erostek boxes, and their operation. They are similar to medical TENS units. (TENS stands for Transcutaneous Electro Nerve Stimulation, if you're curious.) The Erostek boxes offer a much greater range of control and specifically designed patterns to create pleasurable sensations. I get into the waveform output of the medical units, and then building on how the Erostek units take that a step farther (or several). We also get into the voltage and that it is and AC current source, but much lower voltage and way less amperage than your normal household outlet. The Balance, as it happens, starts to become the only person in the room who is still following my explanation. His electrical engineering background now revealed, we continue.
The Balance now satisfied with my explanation of the Erostek/TENS type products shifts his questions to the Violet Wands.
"What is the difference then between the TENS units and a Violet Wand?" The Balance asks.
I explain that the only really common element is that they use electricity. The Violet wand uses a tuned pulse circuit, with a spark-gap interrupter to set the initial pulse, which feeds a primary coil, stepping up the line voltage to around 500VAC, which is then fed through a capacitor into a kicking coil (a high-voltage transformer, or tesla coil), raising the output to 10-50kV, and at a frequency of about 1/2MHz. The output is then used with some sort of air-gapped electrode, producing sparks of greater length as the output/voltage increases. The Bard also adds in the story of herself, the Devil, and Young Kubrick holding up the metallic fabric recently acquired, and then I proceed to put on a lightning show in her living room. Which was quite a bit of fun, I might add. The question of the sensation comes up, and as I try to find the words, the Bard looks at me, and just says "Stingy." I add in a bit about it being stingy, and if done for a while, leaves a bit of a sunburn like feeling behind, but can be fairly easily handled with some aloe. If the electrode is placed directly against the skin, however, it will simply get a bit warm.
The focus now returns back to the Erostek boxes.
"So, what does it FEEL like?"
The burning question everyone wants answered. The crowd was anticipating that the equipment was coming along, and would have had I known. I turned to the Bard and asked why didn't we bring it, and she shrugs and tells me no one made the request. I explain the sensation, in terms of say a hand gripping a muscle, or giving a massage, except that there is no tactile response, it is your muscles doing it themselves, in a very scalable, controllable, repetitive way. I attempt to demonstrate on myself using my hand on the opposite forearm as an example of the motion that it generally feels like if it were someone doing it. The ghost sensation is a factor though. It extricates the human element from the equation entirely. This will come into play later.
Foxy asks about piercings and how they factor into it, which is an important consideration when selecting electrode locations. The short answer is to not allow any sort of conductive piercing jewelry to be in contact with electrodes, but we do discuss it at length. As part of the safety briefing portion of the conversation, explaining how you should never set electrodes up in such a way that current can cross the chest cavity across the front was the other key point. When it doubt, ask someone who knows. I've seen professionally shot videos of people who did not obey these rules. Do not be the next joke at the firehouse, or worse.
At some point, the living room is abandoned for the kitchen. I don't recall why, but it happened. The Bard and the Psychiatrist went out for a smoke at that juncture. After what seemed like they could have smoked a half carton, they reappeared. Around the kitchen table sat the Balance at the head, Foxy on his left, the Molester, The Jedi, and Doomhammer. They discussed other things, giving me a bit of time to observe and absorb. After standing for a while, I took a seat next to the Bard, having just returned from placating the nicotine gods.
The Balance and I struck up further conversation.
"So, what do you get out of this stuff?" he asks.
Having relatively glossed over the practical possibilities, I started to further explain the insertables vs. the pads. This is where the discussion became incredibly amusing. I start to explain the how the insertables can create different sensations by virtue of their shape or style. Basically it can do one of two things, sometimes both: prostate stimulation, or a sort of sex like sensation of muscle contractions. Shape, size, and electrode location and your unique anatomy dictate these possibilities. All of a sudden, the boys all start to see how incredibly interesting this could be. I begin to ask them, Do you like the idea of a threesome without the threesome? This can replicate some of that. Being able to apply that same precise amount of stimulation in the same place, as long as you can stand or want it? That can all be arranged. Explaining some of the combinations to the Balance, the change in expression on his face tells me he gets it now.
"The other guys need to hear about this, do you mind telling them?" the Balance asks quickly, as to not lose the excitement of the moment.
"No, not at all. I just have to run to the bathroom first." I reply.
I was barely washing my hands in the bathroom before I can hear the Balance's voice recounting my moments old explanation to the guys. I stifle a chuckle, and return to my seat, with little left to recount, as the cat is well out of the bag now. They all get it.
They've entered the world of The Electrician.
Once we had arrived, the usual social introductions were made, and everyone returned to their perches on the floor or couches. Farthest from me was (nicknames courtesy of the Devil's blog) The Balance, on his right the Psychiatrist (on temporary loan from the military), The Molester, The Jedi, Doomhammer, then Myself, the Bard was next to me, and a short while later, Foxy Moxy on the opposite end of the couch from the Balance. The Balance decrees proper introductions are in order. Around the makeshift circle we go, with some various bits of name, rank and serial number, usually accompanied by the answer to "so, what have you been doing lately?" and so on. Naturally, I'm last being my first time.
The attention now is shifted over to me, and who I am. It starts out innocently enough, with my name and what I do for work, and all that. While they have not met me, as such before, some already know about some of my more interesting aspects. They know me from the Devil's blog as "The Electrician". At the reiteration of this fact to the crowd, the wandering eyes have come back to look at me squarely. Momentarily I wonder how much the Bard and Devil have primed the audience over the previous 6 months.
The Balance starts in with the questions, the exact details of which I cannot recall, but to the effect of "Explain the electrical stuff to us." We start with the Erostek boxes, and their operation. They are similar to medical TENS units. (TENS stands for Transcutaneous Electro Nerve Stimulation, if you're curious.) The Erostek boxes offer a much greater range of control and specifically designed patterns to create pleasurable sensations. I get into the waveform output of the medical units, and then building on how the Erostek units take that a step farther (or several). We also get into the voltage and that it is and AC current source, but much lower voltage and way less amperage than your normal household outlet. The Balance, as it happens, starts to become the only person in the room who is still following my explanation. His electrical engineering background now revealed, we continue.
The Balance now satisfied with my explanation of the Erostek/TENS type products shifts his questions to the Violet Wands.
"What is the difference then between the TENS units and a Violet Wand?" The Balance asks.
I explain that the only really common element is that they use electricity. The Violet wand uses a tuned pulse circuit, with a spark-gap interrupter to set the initial pulse, which feeds a primary coil, stepping up the line voltage to around 500VAC, which is then fed through a capacitor into a kicking coil (a high-voltage transformer, or tesla coil), raising the output to 10-50kV, and at a frequency of about 1/2MHz. The output is then used with some sort of air-gapped electrode, producing sparks of greater length as the output/voltage increases. The Bard also adds in the story of herself, the Devil, and Young Kubrick holding up the metallic fabric recently acquired, and then I proceed to put on a lightning show in her living room. Which was quite a bit of fun, I might add. The question of the sensation comes up, and as I try to find the words, the Bard looks at me, and just says "Stingy." I add in a bit about it being stingy, and if done for a while, leaves a bit of a sunburn like feeling behind, but can be fairly easily handled with some aloe. If the electrode is placed directly against the skin, however, it will simply get a bit warm.
The focus now returns back to the Erostek boxes.
"So, what does it FEEL like?"
The burning question everyone wants answered. The crowd was anticipating that the equipment was coming along, and would have had I known. I turned to the Bard and asked why didn't we bring it, and she shrugs and tells me no one made the request. I explain the sensation, in terms of say a hand gripping a muscle, or giving a massage, except that there is no tactile response, it is your muscles doing it themselves, in a very scalable, controllable, repetitive way. I attempt to demonstrate on myself using my hand on the opposite forearm as an example of the motion that it generally feels like if it were someone doing it. The ghost sensation is a factor though. It extricates the human element from the equation entirely. This will come into play later.
Foxy asks about piercings and how they factor into it, which is an important consideration when selecting electrode locations. The short answer is to not allow any sort of conductive piercing jewelry to be in contact with electrodes, but we do discuss it at length. As part of the safety briefing portion of the conversation, explaining how you should never set electrodes up in such a way that current can cross the chest cavity across the front was the other key point. When it doubt, ask someone who knows. I've seen professionally shot videos of people who did not obey these rules. Do not be the next joke at the firehouse, or worse.
At some point, the living room is abandoned for the kitchen. I don't recall why, but it happened. The Bard and the Psychiatrist went out for a smoke at that juncture. After what seemed like they could have smoked a half carton, they reappeared. Around the kitchen table sat the Balance at the head, Foxy on his left, the Molester, The Jedi, and Doomhammer. They discussed other things, giving me a bit of time to observe and absorb. After standing for a while, I took a seat next to the Bard, having just returned from placating the nicotine gods.
The Balance and I struck up further conversation.
"So, what do you get out of this stuff?" he asks.
Having relatively glossed over the practical possibilities, I started to further explain the insertables vs. the pads. This is where the discussion became incredibly amusing. I start to explain the how the insertables can create different sensations by virtue of their shape or style. Basically it can do one of two things, sometimes both: prostate stimulation, or a sort of sex like sensation of muscle contractions. Shape, size, and electrode location and your unique anatomy dictate these possibilities. All of a sudden, the boys all start to see how incredibly interesting this could be. I begin to ask them, Do you like the idea of a threesome without the threesome? This can replicate some of that. Being able to apply that same precise amount of stimulation in the same place, as long as you can stand or want it? That can all be arranged. Explaining some of the combinations to the Balance, the change in expression on his face tells me he gets it now.
"The other guys need to hear about this, do you mind telling them?" the Balance asks quickly, as to not lose the excitement of the moment.
"No, not at all. I just have to run to the bathroom first." I reply.
I was barely washing my hands in the bathroom before I can hear the Balance's voice recounting my moments old explanation to the guys. I stifle a chuckle, and return to my seat, with little left to recount, as the cat is well out of the bag now. They all get it.
They've entered the world of The Electrician.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
The 4 hour "restoration"
Continuing from the previous post, I did indeed get another Type C. With the Devil's impending return to the Korean peninsula, and the first of the Type C's still completely disassembled and partially restored, I decided to challenge myself: Test, repair and clean up this one as much as possible within the course of an evening.
Since I had only one evening available, I had to make it count. I knew that it worked; I had previously oiled it, and checked that the motor was not locked up. Operationally, before I started working on it, the speed controls were pretty loose and mushy, a fair amount of sparks were visible from the brushes, etc.
At the anointed time, I set about stripping it down only as far as was necessary, and decided that under no circumstances should the main housing be opened up, due to how much else there was to accomplish. I did take the front horn section of the housing off, along with the piston and washers, and operating rod. The retaining screws for, and the brushes themselves also were removed. This was partially to resurface the brushes, clean the brush tubes, and also allow better access to the commutator, which was full of carbon buildup from the brushes or oil.
The front half, was not in horrible shape, but clearly was in need of a thorough cleaning, lubrication, and polishing. The inside of the horn section of the housing was caked with oil/grease/something to the extent that it had built up a 1/16th inch thick layer that had to be scraped out. I took brasso to the piston, the brass coupling on the motor shaft, and the remaining metal parts, to help break down any additional oil, and shine them up a little. Time did not allow for polishing with the dremel and felt wheel. I then took the Mag and Aluminum wheel polish to the outside of all the housing parts, and cleaned them up as much as reasonably could be done.
In the rear half, I had removed the brushes and retaining screws to clean the brush tubes, and commutator. Whoever had this thing took HB very, very seriously about oiling it. To the extent that I suspect they over-oiled it, given how much residual lubrication was in the front half, and the consistency of the fouling on the commutator and interior of the rear housing. To address that, I put a little brasso on a q-tip and cleaned up the commutator as best I could, given the lack of physical access to it. This combination also was used on the brush tubes, speed control contacts, and prongs of the plug. The brushes also were ground flat again with the dremel. The interior body of the housing is still pretty messy, but until I can break it down entirely, that's just how it has to be. I took brasso to the build plate, which was almost black with grime and tarnish. It cleaned up reasonably well, but obviously will be much better when proper time and attention can be given to it. The rest of the rear housing was cleaned up with the wheel polish as well. There's still plenty of dirt, grease, and oxidation left to tackle when I have it apart, much less the dings and scratches.
In all: Success! It runs much better than it did when I started and while this is no substitute for the "usual" treatment the others have received, it was enough that I could enjoy sharing the "Type C Experience" with others.
I did take a handful of pictures for this, but due to the temporary nature of this sort of job, I didn't get too crazy about it. There are a handful of before and after pictures, and to give you a qualitative comparison of the effort, there are some pictures of this one (640814) compared to the mocked up housing of the other Type C that I've been working on (433767).
The before pictures:
These make it a little easier to see just how much improvement the polishing process yields.
And now, the after pictures...
Enjoy...
Since I had only one evening available, I had to make it count. I knew that it worked; I had previously oiled it, and checked that the motor was not locked up. Operationally, before I started working on it, the speed controls were pretty loose and mushy, a fair amount of sparks were visible from the brushes, etc.
At the anointed time, I set about stripping it down only as far as was necessary, and decided that under no circumstances should the main housing be opened up, due to how much else there was to accomplish. I did take the front horn section of the housing off, along with the piston and washers, and operating rod. The retaining screws for, and the brushes themselves also were removed. This was partially to resurface the brushes, clean the brush tubes, and also allow better access to the commutator, which was full of carbon buildup from the brushes or oil.
The front half, was not in horrible shape, but clearly was in need of a thorough cleaning, lubrication, and polishing. The inside of the horn section of the housing was caked with oil/grease/something to the extent that it had built up a 1/16th inch thick layer that had to be scraped out. I took brasso to the piston, the brass coupling on the motor shaft, and the remaining metal parts, to help break down any additional oil, and shine them up a little. Time did not allow for polishing with the dremel and felt wheel. I then took the Mag and Aluminum wheel polish to the outside of all the housing parts, and cleaned them up as much as reasonably could be done.
In the rear half, I had removed the brushes and retaining screws to clean the brush tubes, and commutator. Whoever had this thing took HB very, very seriously about oiling it. To the extent that I suspect they over-oiled it, given how much residual lubrication was in the front half, and the consistency of the fouling on the commutator and interior of the rear housing. To address that, I put a little brasso on a q-tip and cleaned up the commutator as best I could, given the lack of physical access to it. This combination also was used on the brush tubes, speed control contacts, and prongs of the plug. The brushes also were ground flat again with the dremel. The interior body of the housing is still pretty messy, but until I can break it down entirely, that's just how it has to be. I took brasso to the build plate, which was almost black with grime and tarnish. It cleaned up reasonably well, but obviously will be much better when proper time and attention can be given to it. The rest of the rear housing was cleaned up with the wheel polish as well. There's still plenty of dirt, grease, and oxidation left to tackle when I have it apart, much less the dings and scratches.
In all: Success! It runs much better than it did when I started and while this is no substitute for the "usual" treatment the others have received, it was enough that I could enjoy sharing the "Type C Experience" with others.
I did take a handful of pictures for this, but due to the temporary nature of this sort of job, I didn't get too crazy about it. There are a handful of before and after pictures, and to give you a qualitative comparison of the effort, there are some pictures of this one (640814) compared to the mocked up housing of the other Type C that I've been working on (433767).
The before pictures:
These make it a little easier to see just how much improvement the polishing process yields.
And now, the after pictures...
Enjoy...
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