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Longmont Potion Castle 20 · 2023

Pig Metal

Track 10

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  • Joe: Good afternoon. This's Joe.
  • LPC: Oh, hi. This is Jim, Colin. How are you doing?
  • Joe: Good.
  • LPC: Hey, good.
  • LPC: So, yeah, Joe, I got a bunch of pot metal from Alcapulco,
  • LPC: and I'm trying to forge a bunch of bakeware here in my foundry,
  • LPC: and I'm thinking of getting into an alloy of some kind instead.
  • LPC: Do you guys maybe have any pig iron available that I could purchase?
  • Joe: —I really don’t have—yeah, I really don’t have anything like that—
  • Joe: Everything we carry is pretty much structural.
  • Joe: —so all the shapes and the sheets and the plates and angles and channels and flat bar and that kinda stuff.
  • LPC: Well, yeah, that's what I mean.
  • LPC: I'd like to gild the fulcrum.
  • LPC: So maybe could I add some nickel to it?
  • LPC: Something along those lines?
  • Joe: —Uh, y—yeah, I guess you could—
  • LPC: I'm tempering my scrubs.
  • LPC: Oh, that's okay. That's okay. That's okay. I'm tempering my scrap currently, and I typically
  • LPC: galvanized my pipe in my furnace, but I'm ending up with molten leakage, every damn wire. So I'm
  • LPC: looking to harden my converter. What do you have any of your reserves up there? As far as what?
  • LPC: Well, I just came down from the cluster mill; that’s who gave me your phone number.
  • LPC: And they were saying that they think,
  • LPC: I thought I was just needing to refine my slag.
  • LPC: —do you think I should puddle my scrap or…? I’m kind of at a loss here, so… [sfx]—
  • Joe: I, yeah, and we're, when I say, I'm not familiar with most of the terms you're using.
  • Joe: Oh.
  • Joe: Okay.
  • Joe: We're just, we're a service center.
  • Joe: We sell raw steel products.
  • Joe: Shapes, like steel shapes, you know.
  • Joe: know that fabricate angle frames and square tubing and round tube and that kind of stuff.
  • Joe: That's what we do. We sell those kind of products.
  • LPC: Well, that sounds good. I don't have access myself to a Sinsmer mill.
  • LPC: So I've been getting by with shot blasting or pickling, usually. So could I use a stiffener,
  • LPC: or would it be too bulbous? Obviously, I don't want any buckling. Sorry. Yeah, I don't.
  • Joe: Yeah, I don't know your application.
  • Joe: Randy.
  • LPC: —Okay! Well that’s alright. Um—
  • LPC: Yeah.
  • LPC: I was in the middle of bushelming.
  • LPC: No, it's okay.
  • LPC: I was just one other question, if I may.
  • LPC: I was in the middle of busheling my clippings when my fern has started hot idling,
  • LPC: and now the whole thing is just mothballing.
  • LPC: Do you think you guys could maybe help me if I wanted to try scarfing the whole thing?
  • Joe: I wouldn't be able to help.
  • Joe: you with any of that, no.
  • LPC: Oh, my dad here thinks that he could phrase it better.
  • LPC: Would you talk to him?
  • LPC: My dad, Joe, here?
  • Joe: Okay.
  • LPC: Just here, let him know you talk to me.
  • LPC: I'm Jim. Hold on a sec.
  • Joe: Okay.
  • LPC: Joe pick up.
  • Sour Joe: Hello.
  • Joe: Hello.
  • Sour Joe: Yes.
  • Joe: Yes, sir.
  • Sour Joe: Who’s this?
  • Joe: This is Joe.
  • Sour Joe: Talk to you.
  • Sour Joe: You're going to be in jail, mother sick of shit.
  • LPC: Hey! So did we get that worked out or…?
  • Joe: I have no idea, man.
  • Joe: Yeah.
  • LPC: Okay, so maybe if I took all my lump ore, could we try slitting the width on that?
  • LPC: Or would that hamper the ductility at the fulcrum?
  • Joe: I am sorry, sir.
  • Joe: I have no idea what you're even talking about.
  • LPC: I'm at a loss here, big guy.
  • Joe: Yeah, I can't help you.
  • Joe: Yeah, I can't help you.
  • LPC: That's fine.
  • LPC: Thank you now.
  • LPC: Okay.
  • Joe: This’s Joe.
  • LPC: Hey, Joe, it's Jimbo.
  • LPC: I talked to you earlier in the week.
  • LPC: How are you doing?
  • Joe: Pretty good.
  • LPC: Hey, good.
  • LPC: Hey, I think I've hit upon a solution with all the crockery I'm forging here.
  • LPC: Like when I make a perfideral or a pudding or something, the bottom will always burn, you know?
  • LPC: But I think if I had scalp to my bakeware, it would be perfect.
  • LPC: Then I could make jelly or meringue.
  • LPC: So maybe if I butt well the scalp, what do you think on?
  • LPC: something like that.
  • Joe: I have no idea what you’re talkin’ about, man!
  • LPC: Well, I'm ready to get casting with you.
  • LPC: I'm ready to pour here.
  • Joe: —Yeah, I don’t know what you’re talking about in any way, shape, or form!
  • LPC: Well I’m trying to cook—
  • Joe: I don't have anything going with you.
  • LPC: I'm a cook, okay, and I'm trying to get the right kind of crockery for all my food.
  • LPC: I'd like to put down a deposit, maybe on some electrolytic tin plating or something.
  • LPC: I think that would brighten my tubing.
  • LPC: Oh, hey.
  • LPC: That reminds me.
  • LPC: Do you guys ever go exotic, like, fabricate zirconium or something,
  • LPC: or do a half-neum extrusion or anything like that?
  • Joe: No.
  • LPC: Because I've got to have 48 canolae cooked by this weekend,
  • LPC: and this Alcapulco pot metal is just not cutting it, a friend.
  • Joe: Yeah.
  • Joe: Yeah, unfortunately, I'm not going to be able to help you out, buddy.
  • LPC: Well could I buy some nickel from ye? Just—
  • Joe: —I don’t have nickel!
  • LPC: I'm getting scint her and all my crusts here, and they crack,
  • LPC: and I can't be cracking crusts up here.
  • Joe: I might have some welding rod out there, if you wanna come down ’n take a look at it.
  • LPC: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
  • Joe: Not all I would have for nickel.
  • LPC: Maybe you could talk to my dad.
  • LPC: He's a metallurgist.
  • LPC: He could explain it better, you know.
  • LPC: Let me get him online.
  • LPC: Talk to Joe.
  • LPC: His name's Joe also.
  • LPC: Hey, Joe, talk to Joe.
  • Sour Joe: Hello?
  • Sour Joe: Hello.
  • Joe: Hello.
  • Sour Joe: Yes.
  • Joe: How are we doing?
  • Sour Joe: Yeah.
  • Sour Joe: Who's speaking?
  • Joe: My name is Joe.
  • Sour Joe: Yeah.
  • Sour Joe: Why are you calling me?
  • Joe: I have no idea.
  • Joe: You guys call me.
  • Sour Joe: Huh?
  • Joe: I have no idea what you guys need or talking—even talkin' about.
  • Sour Joe: Why don't you lay off, huh?
  • Sour Joe: Why don't you lay it?
  • Sour Joe: Because I'm going to beg God that you should drop death if you're interrogating me.
  • Joe: Uh.
  • Sour Joe: Don't you?
  • Sour Joe: Don't you believe in God?
  • Sour Joe: Why you keep on bothering me?
  • Sour Joe: You know, a piece of shit, shit, shit.