Smells

I can’t wait to get home tonight. Before I left the house to seek my fortune this morning, I put the basic ingredients for dinner in the crock pot: a couple of boneless, skinless chicken breasts, a can of chicken broth, and a packet of taco seasoning. When I walk in the door this evening, my house is gonna smell like my favorite Mexican restaurant.

Smells can be powerful, especially as memory-joggers. The smell of bacon frying always makes me think of Scout campouts. Lilac reminds me of spring, at my childhood home – the first thing my Dad had done when he bought the place was to plant a lilac bush outside the corner of the family room, where the odor couldn’t help but waft through the open windows. It’s like the house was designed for it.

You can get used to smells, too. Just for fun (well, also for patriotism, adventure, and fulfillment of my enlistment obligation), I used to go to sea on a Trident submarine, where we would spend 2-3 months completely submerged. The Boat had a scent all its own: a unique mixture of lube oil, amine, steam plant treatment chemicals, the body odor of 150+ sailors, etc. When you first climb down the ladder, it’s just…different. Not necessarily unpleasant; just different. The first time I returned from a patrol, though, I left my sea bag in the living room. The next morning, when I awoke and emerged from my bedroom, I encountered the foulest stench I think I’ve ever smelled…from then on, the sea bag stayed in the garage, and everything inside went to the laundromat or the trashcan the next morning.

Ozone has a particular, unmistakable odor, one that you won’t forget, but also one that most find hard to describe. I’ve heard it called sweet, pungent, metallic…I think it smells “clean,” perhaps because I associate it with electrostatic air cleaners.

As it turns out, knowing what ozone smells like is a valuable asset if you want to know if your EXAIR Static Eliminator is working properly. Assuming it’s readily accessible, the easiest and quickest test you can perform is to turn off the compressed air supply, leave the power supply energized, and sniff for the presence of ozone at the emitter point(s). Basically, if it’s making ozone, it’s working.

If you’re still not 100% sure, we have a Static Eliminator Cleaning and Maintenance Guide that will walk you through an electrical check of the equipment. It’s available upon request – just ask an Application Engineer.

Even if your Static Eliminator is up and running just like it did when it was new, right out of the box, though, there are other variables that might limit its effectiveness: air supply, mounting location, angle/direction of air flow, surface contact time (just to name the usual suspects) all come in to play. If you know your Static Eliminator is working properly, and you’re still not getting the results you’re looking for, perhaps it’s time to quantify the problem…that’s where our Static Meter can help. It allows you to easily and accurately measure the static charge on your material, both before and after Static Elimination. This data will be key to finding the problem, and determining the solution.

Of course, our Application Engineering team is eager to help, if you have any questions about installation, operation, “tips and tricks,” etc. Just know that you might get several different answers about what ozone smells like.

Russ Bowman
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Home For the Holidays

My friend and neighbor Alan is in the Army. His unit’s deployment to Iraq ended early, so he’s home with his family for the holidays, and I don’t think I could be happier unless I was one of them. I started thinking about how nice it would be if everyone got to be home for Christmas, and that got me thinking about a Christmas that I spent 500 miles away and 400 feet below home, during alert patrol on a Trident submarine.

Any Supply Officer worth his salt will make sure there’s prime rib and all the fixings for Christmas dinner underway. Someone always brought a few tapes or CD’s full of Christmas music. And despite being where we were (which was classified information, you landlubber), there wasn’t a finer group of people to be around than Blue Crew on the USS Pennsylvania (SSBN 735) from 1987-1991.

Christmas morning came, and the Captain called all hands to the Crew’s Mess. The Chief of the Boat was waiting for us, wearing a Santa hat and a set of canary yellow radiological anti-contamination coveralls. Beside him were several large gunnysacks. He wished us all a Merry Christmas, and announced that, before we got underway, the Wives’ Club had given him presents to distribute. As he finished up his list of all the married guys who had gotten a nice surprise from home, he revealed a little surprise for the bachelors among us too…turns out, that wonderful group of ladies had taken turns picking our names, and had sent us presents too. When I opened mine (a key chain with a ridiculously oversized alligator head bottle opener from Ron Jon Surf Shop in Cocoa Beach, FL), I saw that it was from my friend Joni. I thought it was a remarkable stroke of kismet that she would have gotten my name…she was one of the few crew members’ wives’ that I knew, and I always thought the world of her. I guess the feeling was mutual, because the card she enclosed said that she had sought out who had pulled my name, and convinced them to trade with her.  As the father of two boys, I’m qualified to judge what makes a magical Christmas, and that one still makes the grade.

It would sure be nice if everyone got to be home for Christmas. But if you can’t, my wish for you this season is that you can participate in the hope that this holiday is all about – wherever you may be. Oh, and Joni, my wish for you is always the same: that ALL your Christmases be as merry as you made mine in 1990.

Happy Holidays,
Russ Bowman
Application Engineer
russbowman@exair.com
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