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That's an idea - I actually own a decibel meter.
There's an app for that...
That's an idea - I actually own a decibel meter.
There's an app for that...
There's an app for that...
Yea, but then I'd have to deal with a smartphone - and pay for one too. No thank you.
For whatever reason, my flip isn't working here in Egypt - probably because it wasn't purchased from my carrier. It sees the network, connects, blah, blah, but calls won't go through. So I had to us my wife's smartphone instead. WHAT. A. FUCKING. UNMITIGATED. PAIN. IN. THE. ASS. Just using it as a phone is horrid. We went to the pyramids yesterday, wife took a bunch of pix with the thing - which I'm sure turned out fine - but I could take 10 in the time it took her to fiddle with the damn thing, get it unlocked, and I don't know what else - all I know was she kept fiddling and fiddling with the thing. I had her stop walking for a moment so I could take a picture. 1 second later I had taken it. 10 seconds later she asking me when I was going to take the picture. "I already did" - she's now so used to the sub-standard PHOOOOOONNE experience, that its now normal and she doesn't think anything of it. Sigh...
These people here are as poor as church mice - but just like in the states, they all have that PHOOOOOONNE and expensive data plan. Phone zombies everywhere. At least the children here don't have them. My smartphone addled daughter is FINALLY retroactively listening to me and busting our granddaughter down to a flip - she has finally gotten a mouthful of all the fucking problems the damn thing is causing. A kid needs a cell phone like a fish needs a bicycle, much less a smartphone, but at least its now a flip and its about FUCKING TIME. I told her, and told her, and told her; but she considers them oh-so-essential. Whatever.
Yea, but then I'd have to deal with a smartphone - and pay for one too. No thank you.
For whatever reason, my flip isn't working here in Egypt - probably because it wasn't purchased from my carrier. It sees the network, connects, blah, blah, but calls won't go through. So I had to us my wife's smartphone instead. WHAT. A. FUCKING. UNMITIGATED. PAIN. IN. THE. ASS. Just using it as a phone is horrid. We went to the pyramids yesterday, wife took a bunch of pix with the thing - which I'm sure turned out fine - but I could take 10 in the time it took her to fiddle with the damn thing, get it unlocked, and I don't know what else - all I know was she kept fiddling and fiddling with the thing. I had her stop walking for a moment so I could take a picture. 1 second later I had taken it. 10 seconds later she asking me when I was going to take the picture. "I already did" - she's now so used to the sub-standard PHOOOOOONNE experience, that its now normal and she doesn't think anything of it. Sigh...
These people here are as poor as church mice - but just like in the states, they all have that PHOOOOOONNE and expensive data plan. Phone zombies everywhere. At least the children here don't have them. My smartphone addled daughter is FINALLY retroactively listening to me and busting our granddaughter down to a flip - she has finally gotten a mouthful of all the fucking problems the damn thing is causing. A kid needs a cell phone like a fish needs a bicycle, much less a smartphone, but at least its now a flip and its about FUCKING TIME. I told her, and told her, and told her; but she considers them oh-so-essential. Whatever.


While waking up this morning, I interrupted my subconscious brain playing a car game in the same vein as those of a car-related podcast I frequently follow. Every episode, a fictitious car buying situation (often submitted by subscribers) is presented to the four members of the group, typically they need to purchase 1-2 vehicles for specified uses with a limited budget. Interesting game to play with your friends if they're car nerds, surely you mooks know some...
Anyway, I recall the situation having something to do with selecting one vehicle for on-pavement use, great for long distance speed and comfort, but also good for day to day driving and a little fun. A good all-rounder, if you will, don't recall the budget. How this transferred from unconscious to conscious world, I do not know (never recall dreams anymore), but I definitely recall my choice as I awoke...the MB C126, preferable the 560SEC w/manual gearbox. Quite possibly one of the last production cars made anywhere in true American two door "hardtop" configuration, a favorite style of mine since long before I could drive.
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I still think these cars are really sharp, essentially true of anything Bruno laid hands on. They're of an era, for sure, yet they have a timeless feel. They don't look necessarily "old", yet they are by production year alone. MB had very solid build quality around this time. I started my body shop life at a Mercedes Benz dealer, the overall quality and differences in how things were designed relative to other cars of the time was quite remarkable to me. Test driving them after a repair always felt special and I recall every one of them smelling the same inside, it was the smell of quality....though it was likely just down to their choice of peeled cow for the interior.
Mio padre, san Sacco!
Edit: I can find very few reasons to watch the original "Roadhouse" movie, but the old Buick Riviera and the 560SEC under the tarp are two.![]()
That burgundy one is sharp!
While waking up this morning, I interrupted my subconscious brain playing a car game in the same vein as those of a car-related podcast I frequently follow. Every episode, a fictitious car buying situation (often submitted by subscribers) is presented to the four members of the group, typically they need to purchase 1-2 vehicles for specified uses with a limited budget. Interesting game to play with your friends if they're car nerds, surely you mooks know some...
Anyway, I recall the situation having something to do with selecting one vehicle for on-pavement use, great for long distance speed and comfort, but also good for day to day driving and a little fun. A good all-rounder, if you will, don't recall the budget. How this transferred from unconscious to conscious world, I do not know (never recall dreams anymore), but I definitely recall my choice as I awoke...the MB C126, preferable the 560SEC w/manual gearbox. Quite possibly one of the last production cars made anywhere in true American two door "hardtop" configuration, a favorite style of mine since long before I could drive.
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I still think these cars are really sharp, essentially true of anything Bruno laid hands on. They're of an era, for sure, yet they have a timeless feel. They don't look necessarily "old", yet they are by production year alone. MB had very solid build quality around this time. I started my body shop life at a Mercedes Benz dealer, the overall quality and differences in how things were designed relative to other cars of the time was quite remarkable to me. Test driving them after a repair always felt special and I recall every one of them smelling the same inside, it was the smell of quality....though it was likely just down to their choice of peeled cow for the interior.
Mio padre, san Sacco!
Edit: I can find very few reasons to watch the original "Roadhouse" movie, but the old Buick Riviera and the 560SEC under the tarp are two.![]()
If you’re unlocking your phone to take a picture, you’re doing it wrong.
So that's why my last can of corn tasted like nitromethane!!!For you guys feeling a little backed up, here's a quick way to vacate that colon.
For you guys feeling a little backed up, here's a quick way to vacate that colon.
For the record, I had no issues evacuating my colon today whatsoever. I did, however, have issues shifting the payload beyond the receiving yard for quite a few hours. Squib.![]()
