Showing posts with label The Who. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Who. Show all posts

Sunday, August 14, 2022

Meet The New Rig Almost The Same As The Old Rig

 


Finally bit the bullet and got a new rig, which meant reaching over to the monkey, yes, a floor safe, extracting necessary bullion from the snarling simian and driving to Dallas and a cash only dealership. Run by Iraqis, no less.




There it was, a fleet 2018 F150 4x4, low miles, realistically way under dealership price, and it drove well, the truck I was after. So I bought the V8 beast, cash on the nail, and drove it back to the Compound, where it sat looking powerful next to the old rig. But not for long.




After Mass at Mission #1, a young soldier came downstairs; no, not to go to Mass at Mission #2, "Dad, there's a Battalion recall, I've got to get back in an hour." I pondered this for about a second, "Good thing there's an extra truck. Take it, don't crash, insurance docs in the glove compartment." And off he went back to the Hood where, apparently, someone had scored a DUI causing the Battalion to parade. Huh. 




In the meanwhile, the new rig's a definite upgrade, with a spacious cab, icy AC, a computer which tells you things, 4x4, and these massive great off road tires. Awesome. But... and I can't grumble given the price/miles, it has an IWE vacuum issue, maybe a faulty check valve, certainly a cracked hose. Easy fixes for cheap, rubbish, built to fail plastic/rubber parts. So, I'll get the rig checked out tomorrow.

Ride On,

LSP

Tuesday, February 16, 2021

Who Are You?

 







While we're reflecting on this knotty conundrum, here's the Who. Please ignore Daltry's weird get up:




So, who are you? One of the 8 or none of the above?

Cheers,

LSP

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Meet the New Grill, Same as the Old Grill


I went out and bought a new grill; it's a Weber, just like the old one, except that it has plastic handles and isn't a broken down old wreck.



I fired the shiny new grill up this evening, after church. Did it work? Sure it did, and I reckon Weber Kettles are worth every penny, especially if your idea of cooking is mostly about putting meat on fire.



But here's some food for thought. Do negative interest rates signify an essentially worthless currency? Fiat forever.

Grill on,

LSP