MolaKule
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Meaning of Life
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Mounting bolt sheared off.
Just kismet.
Just kismet.
I hate it when that happens. Not much that is more frustrating than, even after planning well, a car repair project doesn't go like you think it would.
Spent the entire morning doing a minor job on the Lancaster restoration. It looked like it might take a half hour. Worked out fairly well (though not perfect) in the end.
Some days a job just fights you at every opportunity.
Some days a job just fights you at every opportunity.
At least once a year I drop a socket into the netherworld of the engine bay, and I cannot stand the idea of just letting stay there. ugh.
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Stuff happens. If this is the worst problem you have, you are living a pretty charmed life! Have fun with it.
Thanks for posting. Love this song. Love George. And I am not a Beatle fan...
He came to the Cow Palace in SF with Billy Preston after the breakup.
"While my guitar gently smiles..."
You made my day.
Although Georgie is fantastic, how could Billy Preston not put a smile on your face?
How lucky were you to see that show at the Cow Palace...
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I've often thought 'imagine of fasteners were always simple and easy to remove, with none ever getting rusted or rounded stuck or any other malady'. I'm thinking many car projects would take 1/10th the normal time, lol.
When I am really stuck during a project and about to start throwing wrenches, sometimes just walking away, settling down and clearing my head usually helps me come up with another way to skin a cat.
In my hometown, Newtown, OH (east of Cincinnati), there is a fish hatchery across the street from (what used to be) a garage & towing service, called Waits’ Garage. One of my best friends growing up, Billy Waits, had a penchant for throwing Snap On & other expensive tools across the street, into the fish hatchery ponds, whenever a job got a little too frustrating. Tragically, one day his dad (the owner) had him cutting a rear end out of a van that had been rolled over on its side in the yard. With a pretty large amount of gas in the tank that somehow made it onto the ground. Billy lasted a day and a half in the hospital, with burns all over him, except the soles of his feet. He was 22. Every time I use a torch anywhere near a vehicle, I think of Billy. And someday I’m going magnet fishing in those ponds.
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