STILKO filters, yahoo Festiva group, etc.

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A few days ago while preparing to copy and email this discussion to a friend interested in a Stilko for her new Chevy Aveo, I noticed Burgess Howell has chimed in here with more of his typical misinformation.(the only data he provides about himself in his profile at Yahoo, is that he uses the alias "Mortimer Snerd") I'm a little busy at the moment to digest and present a good terse condensation of all of what pertains, but promise I will get back to this. For the moment, here is his initial comment at the Festiva Yahoo group when I brought up the subject of the Stilko I use on my car.

'That toilet paper oil filter is a bad, bad thing and has the potential
to cause you much grief and expense. The merits of tissue filters were
decided a long time ago. They open "channels" between the layers that let
unfiltered oil pass directly back into your engine. The kiss of
death.'

Unless he cooks his books, the archives at the web group are sufficient to convince anyone he is for reasons I'm a little hazy on, trying put a bad spin on toilet paper filtration...as far as my writing about "having sex with menstrating women" this was a dialogue of mine I presented as a brief short story about getting a bent connecting rod driving through high water and the only comment at the time from anyone was a post that answered my question about my air filter, and added "great bedtime story" and though I now have to live with my actions, and realise some are, or may be more sensitive than others on certain topics, I think I presented this aside about a dream of the woman I'd been driving to see with "the flu" in a reasonable way, where I did mention her "menses"...and my two comments "often refering to smoking marijuana" were; mentioning that when I first picked up the Stilko at a hospice thrift store for five dollars as a curiosity it reminded me of something that could've been made into a hookah, and another even briefer aside about an old Unisyn device gathering dust,(for adjusting carbourator air-flow) mentioning something about its possibilities for use as a component of a bong.(I play the saxophone, and have maintained my own vehicles since a father-son model A project[when my Dad owned and operated River Road Pharmacy in Eugene, Oregon] when I was about 12 years old;[1963] and once trying to figure out an accurate way to place tone holes in plastic automotive fluid funnels to use them with sax mouthpieces,[or for PVC pipe flutes] managed to determine by the same method as Archemedies and at the time unaware of his work, that the volume of a sphere is two thirds that of a cylinder the same height...though I still seem to be a long ways from figuring out how to place the tone holes, other than tapping my fingers to find resonant comfortable spots, then drilling a hole there and just expanding it with round files in any direction until the pitch and tone are satisfactory...I'm modestly disabled from congenital and juvenile spinal diseases, undiagnosed until adulthood, and hold a batchelor of arts degree from a college whose most prominent students are probabley Matt Groening, creator of the comic strip LIFE IN ****, and the animated television show THE SIMPSONS, and Rachel Cory, the 21 year old coed martyered when she tried to face down an Isreali bulldozer in the Palestine...and I also attended music school a year at an university when Lou "Blue Lou" Marini Jr., the tenor saxophonist featured in both THE BLUES BROTHERS movies, had to repeat a year for jazzing up "The Star Spangled Banner" in his piano jury, required for an education degree...as well, in high school unlimited hydroplane driver Bill Muncey used to visit and play for us on his prisitine old Buescher alto saxophone, beautifully and professionally...and I count amongst my friends the remarkable Bert Wilson, a victim of polio and an underground legend in the jazz avant garde' who was Lenny Picket's teacher, currently the featured saxophone soloisit on SATURDAY NITE LIVE and that show's music director )
 
post script: I'm sure this isn't relevant to the discussion, but I just noticed my initial post here was made on what had been my father's birthday, who managed to decease himself about three years ago.(whose only letter to me all my life was one he'd written on paper from a college lined yellow legal tablet-as was his habit writing...a joke about a couple in their '90s filing for a divorce who when asked by the judge why they'd took so long answered that they'd wanted to wait until their children were dead)
 
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