Taking a cue from another local blogger who is recycling some of her material (I don’t have clearance to link, in case you’re wondering), and in response to something that recently arose on Facebook (an exchange between two sisters, one of which happens to be my spousal unit), it seems appropriate – essential, even –… Continue reading I Heard the Springs of Hell on Christmas Day
So, I was returning from Sonic with our foot-long coneys and tots (hey, don’t judge…you know you love ’em, too, especially topped with jalapeños and onions) and as I drove around the curve in front of the clubhouse, something black and tool-like resting in the middle of the street caught my eye. I backed up,… Continue reading Tool Fool
I know that I previously reported that our Anti-Bunny/Tumbleweed gate was completed, and it was functional. But I still had some cosmetic details to work out, and I wasn’t sure when I would get to them, or how successful I’d be, so I didn’t say anything at the time. Well, here’s the actual completed version:… Continue reading Gate Completed (No, really)
Did you miss me? I’ve been berry, berry busy, working on a special pwoject to defeat those wascally wabbits, and it’s finally finished. I pwesent to you the world’s most time-consuming Anti-Bunny/Tumbleweed Gate: This gate took me approximately 18,000 hours to complete, with 463 discreet steps and 139 different tools (power and other), not to… Continue reading AB/T Gate Completed
I may have to create a new category for these things, defined, more or less, as cool things to do which have dubious benefits. (Of course, that would probably apply to most of my life, but that’s not important.) Anyway, someone has posted step-by-step instructions for converting an AC wall outlet to USB, presumably so… Continue reading Another Solution in Search of a Problem
So we come out of IHOP after breakfast this morning and Gene points at our car and exclaims, “you have a flat tire!” Even a mechanically-challenged person like me could tell that he was right; the driver’s side rear tire was as flat as one of the pancakes I’d just consumed. The cause was obvious:… Continue reading The Hapless Mechanic – Pt. 73
Wherein the blogger contemplates the ruination of one bicycle frame in order to possibly ruin another, much more expensive one.