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Sunday, September 20, 2015

Another project for this year is complete. After many years, we can again park a car inside the garage.


That photo of the snow covered Chevy Cobalt is from the 2015 Super Bowl Sunday Blizzard.   I made a promise then that I would clear enough crap out of the garage so we could park at least one car inside before the next winter.  Not all of the crap in the garage was ours.  Some was storage for an evicted next-door neighbor (from 4-years-ago), some was from my Daughter's family when they moved to a new house that has no garage or basement.  Most of the crap, however, was mine.  It took some doing, but I got it done.  When will our two car garage again fit two cars?  Ahem, well, that will take further effort and engineering.   Perhaps I can have it done by the end of next year.


Sunday, September 13, 2015

Come on Mr. President!


Fair is fair.  You just needed one bad day of fate during your youth and it would have messed you up forever.  You were only one choom session or "doing a little blow" from being THIS GUY instead of growing up to become the POTUS. 

PLEASE RELEASE non-violent drug users of all colors and cultures from our prisons.  Wholesale Presidential Pardons are in order.  You want a legacy like no other in history?  THIS IS IT!



Monday, September 7, 2015

... but ... but ... but ... THAT'S AGAINST THE LAW!


The badguys get their guns from where?  Seriously?  Golly, I never would have guessed.

Politicians need to pass a law requiring people to obey the law ... or sumpin' like dat.  I thought that the skinny little New York billionaire and all of his mothers had this figured out already.  Disobeying the law should be against the law; that's just common sense.

In the meantime, what we need are more better signs!












Saturday, September 5, 2015

This blog post contains gratuitous photos of pure filth


(Obviously, the replacement filter is on the right)

I finally got around to changing the cabin air filter in my 10-year-old Chevy Cobalt.  Actually, until recently I did not know that there was a filter anywhere in there; over the years, most all of the maintenance of the car was done by a dealer and never once was there a mention of a cabin air filter.  Live and learn.  I was researching something unrelated when I ran across the video for changing the filter.

We bought the car brand new in 2005 and I figured we would put around 10-years on it before we started shopping for a new one. Since I reckoned that we only had a couple of more years left on this car at the most, initially I was going to just remove the filter rather than replace it.  Once I saw how much crud it had filtered out over the years, I decided that replacing the filter was likely worth the small amount of money and bother.