After watching the idiots and shiny happy people today blocking a fire truck, I think they (fire trucks) should have train style cow catchers on the front.
After watching the idiots and shiny happy people today blocking a fire truck, I think they (fire trucks) should have train style cow catchers on the front.
Last week one of the girls I work with, my favourite and married 14 years, said why couldn't I have met you 20 years ago?
The math doesn't work for me, I've been with PW 40 years, but it's nice to dream
In reply to Peabody :
It could be worse. There's a 20 something woman in one of my groups I'm pretty friendly with. She grew up without her father, and that comes up sometimes when she had questions about things. We were talking a few weeks ago and she said "Why couldn't you have met my mom when I was a kid?"
I grabbed some raisin bread this morning in hopes it would make a healthier snack than Little Debbie's and chips. I've eaten the entire loaf today.
Oh man, toasted raisin bread with crunchy peanut butter.
I deprive myself because of the insanely high calories in peanut butter, and the crazy high price of the good raisin bread.
I just ate a Twinkie marked "BEST BY: JAN 16 2024" and it was delicious!
In reply to Karacticus :
Pshhh. It's not even ripe yet.
In reply to Karacticus :
Agreed, still have plenty of room to eat that. However I did see something about the whole Hostess bankruptcy and rebirth deal. Apparently they reformulated the Twinkie and it has a much shorter shelf life now (and tastes better). They changed the whole distribution model of the company in the restructuring. Less inventory, faster product to the shelf, more $$$.
Heard Party Rock Anthem on the radio today. With how E36 M3ty things seem to have gotten some days, I feel like we are way overdue for another novelty act to turn up, hit the mainstream with some fun to listen to songs, and entertaining videos, then disappear...
In reply to eastsideTim :
We really could use another Gangnam style.
In reply to Karacticus :
"Best by" just means eat it whenever. The only ones that matter are "use before" and even those are negotiable with a good chest freezer.
This was initially going in the win thread until I realized it's really more of a confession.
A year ago while reorganizing my shop and where I park my bikes, I found a new hiding spot for the key used to unlock the bikes. It was such a good hiding spot I promptly forgot where it was. I had to cut the last link in the chain to free the bikes, and leave the big honking lock in the middle of it. I found it today by accident, but wondered, what ever happened to the second key?
As I was looking for a new hiding spot for the key I noticed on top of my tool box, the pile of keys from my work life past, and saw one that looked very similar. It was the second key, and it's been sitting there this whole time.
I'm an idiot.
In reply to Peabody :
Take solace in the fact that you're not alone.
I did the stupid thing today.
Went to get my '81 RX-7 out of hibernation. This is always a trial involving a battery charger that kinda sucks, and over the past two days I had been going to the Batcave before and after work and reconnecting the charger.
Today, I did my annual oil filter change before trying to start it, because I know the oil filter, which is mounted upside down on top of the engine, will be completely empty after sitting for four months, and therefore will not drool oil all over the engine. The old filter was completely dry, as expected.
After much trying to crank it, using starting fluid, charging the battery some more, trying to crank it, adding more starting fluid so it catches on that first sort of crank, etc, I pulled the leading plugs and cranked all the stuff from the now-flooded engine. Added plugs, a little shot of oil down the carb (should have started with this, in hindsight - I've had rotaries for 26 years so I have no excuse) and it fired to life! I let it idle, alternator whining against the load of a dead battery, and let the smoke out of the exhaust while I got ready to drive it. Remembered at the last minute that I had two wheel dollies under the car for storage. Pulled them out.... and one of them was full of black oil.
Uh.
Looked under the car, and there was a drip of oil every couple of seconds.
Uh.
Shone a light at the oil filter, and it was drooling oil everywhere. As I looked down at the engine bay, I saw the oil filter O-ring sitting on the ground under the car.
Sigh.
I slammed the door on my hotel room in Louisville Ky 40 times this morning
chandler said:I slammed the door on my hotel room in Louisville Ky 40 times this morning
LOL! That'll teach em!
Peabody said:I'm an idiot.
Further proof. I only just realized that I posted the following in the Rant thread by accident.
Two confessions today.
Every time I read the title for the Masters of the Air Trailers are out thread I wonder, what are air trailers, and who would want to master them?
Inspired by Slefain's post in the Rant thread. You know the phrase, I hate to say I told you so? If I ever used it, it would be a lie. Because, in all likelihood, my single most favourite thing to do is say I told you so.
Peabody said:Last week one of the girls I work with, my favourite and married 14 years, said why couldn't I have met you 20 years ago?
The math doesn't work for me, I've been with PW 40 years, but it's nice to dream
Could be a lot worse. My current gf and I went to high school together but we were both idiots and didn't jump on each other when we had the chance.
Still, making up for lost time is nice.
When I'm working in the garage, I carefully put on and take off the Harbor Freight 9mm gloves so I can reuse them.
Last night, I had a long, extended dream centering on the study of non-Newtonian fluids, mostly quicksand.
I kept waking up and going back to the same dream. WTF...
Yesterday, Little Monohue and I went to a toy store conveniently located in the biggest hobo jungle in the quadrant. I hadn't even gotten the kid fully out of the car yet when some moochbag behind me started in with, "hey, do you have a couple dollars for..."
Well, let's just say I was abrupt. Harsh. Unkind. He walked away with a hurt look on his face, as if his God-given right to my money had been violated.
I never found out what he wanted to do with my dollars.
classicJackets (FS) said:When I'm working in the garage, I carefully put on and take off the Harbor Freight 9mm gloves so I can reuse them.
Same here. Mine always turn inside out which is good to let the sweat dry out. When I put them back on I put the cuff over my mouth and blow them right side out. SWMBO on occasion has said " You've got black around your mouth, is that grease?" 
Peabody said:Every time I read the title for the Masters of the Air Trailers are out thread I wonder, what are air trailers, and who would want to master them?
You're not alone.
I'm picturing people people refurbishing and modding these:
Decided to try painting my nails. Went for the closest match to British Racing Green I could find.
Trying to explain the Pennsylvania liquor store system to somebody who has never left their county of birth is interesting.
I think the best way I've managed to put it is living somewhere where the only restaurant is McDonald's. Dozens of restaurants available, but all McDonald's. Maybe a couple have a fancy sandwich that's different than the others, but that's it. Same 10:1, same salt, same dehydrated onions, just a fancier wrapper.
I really feel like showing these people something like a Total Wine would quite literally make their head explode.
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