Capitol Swell moved from old school blogger to the beata-beta blogger and added labels to his restaurant reviews. This is a cool move and nice touch on using labels. It makes it easy to browse. So if you’re looking for a place to eat in the nation’s capitol, check out Capitol Swell’s DC Restaurant Guide for all the scrumtuous details.
(Just doing this as a google bomb!)
As you know, my car was being fixed. It turns out the lower turbo
outlet pipe fitting on the intercooler had popped off. That is the
“popping” noise I heard. The sensors came on in response to that. Anyway it was fixed all of 15 minutes before it came off again
yesterday. That sucks. I had my cousin, Joe, help fix it. We aligned the pipes together. We
expanded the wedge. I hope it’s working. Yet, now it is Russian
roulette driving that sucker. I didn’t go back to the shop. What’s the point?For all you dudes with 1.8T AWW engines, that connection at the
turbo-to-intercooler is pretty week. They had replaced a hose clamp
with “quick release.” You’ve got to see this thing to believe it. I
wonder what the aftermarket for this part looks like?
Sometimes some things won’t ever get done. That’s the same with my paper. I don’t think I can write it. I’m bored by the subject. I don’t feel like doing it. I’m stuck.
Like watching a hole fill with dirt, it’s going to be the end of me.
This is some old shit! Thanks to the Wyman for this video. Of course I saw this when you do a name search of me on google. This is some old shit!
The only question is where the big W? And what happened to Dennis Min?
I’m going to start to stress out. Maybe I shouldn’t have sat on my ass for the last month. I should’ve done some Christmas shopping and finished up my paper.
1 Get car to shop
2 Study for Spec. and Recs.
3 Finish final course paper for Software Arch.
4 Study for Software Arch.
5 Ironing
6 Christmas shopping
I need some type of medication. Calgon, take me away!
My car might have given up the ghost today. It’s not dead, but it sure is acting like it’s on its last legs. Just the other day I had spoken ill of her and today she wants to pay me back.
On my ride home, I stepped on the gas. Clunk! Whirr! Oh, no! It sounded like the turbo going. Nothing but a bad whine. That can’t be good. I limped home. Barely. She was throwing codes and the dashboard lights started coming on. That can’t be good. EPC. Check engine. The battery light as well. As I neared home, she was also stalling out. Gosh, I don’t need this now.
I’m going to have to drop her off at the dealer tomorrow.
Boy that’s reassuring for the holidays. “Come back, Santa! Please no lump of coal this year.”
“Bwaa-haa-haa!” as Bond’s nemesis would say.
It’s A Wonderful Life used to be shown often during this time of year back in the 80s. You couldn’t switch on the television during the holidays without seeing it playing. I remember once I watched it at 3 in the morning on PBS.
Anyway, the kids these days are trying to make A Christmas Story play like It’s A Wonderful Life. TBS shows it non-stop on Christmas Day. Pretty soon. No one will care. You’ll get it off of YouTube.
