I park my car at the gas station and run in to grab a gallon of water for work. I get halfway to the door and hear "ARE YOU DRIVING THE WHITE CAR!?" I turn, smile, and say "Yeah! What's up?" thinking the guy has seen my Steeler sticker or something. "YOU'RE ROLLING!"
Turn. Run. Barely get there in time. Then realize I've locked the door because my guitar is in the car.
CRUNCH.
berkeley. I go in and tell the guy what happened. Grab my stuff, come out, and he's sitting in the driver's seat scratching off lottery tix. The pumper is tilted up about an inch. Great.
I say "It wasn't like that before, was it." Nice old guy that he is, he admits "Yeah, it's been like that. Don't worry about it."
I gave him a $20 and told him to go buy some more lotto tix.
Now I'm a couple minutes late for work. Park, IN GEAR WITH PARKING BRAKE ON. Grab my stuff, go running down the wet stairs. CRUNCH this time it's my shoulder and ass.
I really kinda want to go ahead and get the "third thing" out of the way, since I'm heading to ATL tonight.
I hope your day is going better than mine!
I woke up at 2AM fairly certain that I was, in fact, on fire.
I wasn't, the chills from being sick had transitioned to fever after I'd fallen asleep under all the blankets, while wearing pirate themed footy fleece pajamas.
We are on pins and needles...was there any damage to Acura?
JohnRW1621 wrote:
We are on pins and needles...was there any damage to Acura?
Lol. Haven't even bothered looking. Unfortunately, definitely not enough to total it.
SnowMongoose wrote:
I woke up at 2AM fairly certain that I was, in fact, on fire.
I wasn't, the chills from being sick had transitioned to fever after I'd fallen asleep under all the blankets, while wearing pirate themed footy fleece pajamas.
I woke up at (?) AM pulling a berkeleying Bon Scott. It's been a long time, but occasionally I'll have one of those acid-reflux tiny puke deals. I don't know how the berk I ended up on my back. It's usually un-possible for me to sleep that way. But I woke up for real choking...maybe falling down the stairs was the "third thing." Whew.
poopshovel wrote:
But I woke up for real choking...maybe falling down the stairs was the "third thing." Whew
Unless there was something else while you were asleep, in which case falling down the stairs was...
the first of a new set of three!
Nooooo!
David S. Wallens wrote:
I just woke up.
Worst decision of my life so far today.
DoctorBlade wrote:
David S. Wallens wrote:
I just woke up.
Worst decision of my life so far today.
Up way too late last night--too much on my mind, I guess. At what point do you just decide to make it an all-nighter?
I'm throwing a grad party for my 65 year old mother in law who went back to school to finish the degree some Irish twins ruined on her back in the 70s.
it's raining and the wind just blew the berkeleying tent over. Guests arrive in 9 minutes. I'm typing this E36 M3 instead of fixing it.
The last time I didn't engage the handbrake/put my car in gear while parked, it cost me $2k, 15 minutes before I headed out onto transit for the beginning of a rally. It made it that much more expensive when I went off the road backwards at mach chicken and destroyed the rear
My point is, 914 has it right. SLOW DOWN
Mama said there'd be days like that
My morning was let down when I thought I found a nice 1st gen TSX for a DD with a clear title. Yup, the title was clear, but no Acura vin stickers on the passenger doors and the front had been repainted. "Yeah, it was in an accident." Well, time to take that certified check back to the bank.
Found out the keyway and crank on the short nose 1.6 were fine, installed new bolt with Loctite (old bolt was definitely not tight to spec), put the car back together to discover it appears the crank pulley/harmonic damper is what actually failed.
I hate that I have to buy a $200 part for the engine, but still much cheaper than a swap and standalone ECU. Ugh.
poopshovel wrote:
I hope your day is going better than mine!
I can't afford your day today.... today is wife's b-day... and she had to work
I've made lasagna, and gotten her an ice cream cake...
poopshovel wrote:
I woke up at (?) AM pulling a berkeleying Bon Scott. It's been a long time, but occasionally I'll have one of those acid-reflux tiny puke deals. I don't know how the berk I ended up on my back. It's usually un-possible for me to sleep that way. But I woke up for real choking...maybe falling down the stairs was the "third thing." Whew.
I berkeleyING HATE WHEN THAT HAPPENS. OLD SUCKS.
ransom
UltraDork
5/18/13 11:57 p.m.
HiTempguy wrote:
mach chicken
This is my new favorite velocity.
I spent my entire day on what was supposed to be a two hour dyno session.
Not a single pull was done. Not a single bit of tuning was done.
This is a car i'm taking a 7000 mile trip in in a month, and it runs like E36 M3.
Just left my buddy's awesome B-B-Q and bonfire. Grabbed my gear, and promptly smashed my finger in the front door. Shake the stinging finger and walk to the bike, I was about to put on the gloves and that's when I noticed blood pouring out of my finger.
Ever run a clutch with just your pinkie?
Could be worse. Yesterday my mom went to the farmers market. Walking back to her truck she trips over a stupid little one inch high domed light the city decided to put in the side walk to light plants that are no longer there. Her hands are full from stuff at the market and she does a face plant into the ground. Blood freaking everywhere, eggs she just bought all broke, squashed the squash she got and she landed on the cinnimon buns she had in another bag. I got a call to go pick her up and drive her home cause she got her bell rung pretty good in the fall.
Then 2 hours later I get to work only to find out we had a similar fall at work when someone tripped over a slight curb between the sidewalk and our parking area.