bozodog

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  1. No, Blim. No family there, but has a few friends living there. One was here in Philly on holiday, and the other is safe and helping a friend of hers that was burned quite badly in one of the blasts. Thanx for asking.

  2. I think it's important to know you acknowledged and loved while they were alive, grief and tears after death is too late. God bless all the great parents out there that raised such a wonderful community as is found here. And are raising the next genenration of caring, considerate, loving, people.

  3. Why don't you carry business cards? Heh, you know almost just like your sig? You are a nice, intelligent man, with a lot to offer the right gal. (*I* married a geek just in March) Go for it! If you you blabber and lock up, just hand them a card with your phone # and e-mail on it. You never can tell where it will go.

  4. Ok, one *BIG* rant! F*ck the terrorists and the hole they climbed out of! And their hatred preaching "religious leaders"

    Burn in hell you b**tards! I'm praying for you.

    You damn cowards ought to put on a uniform and fight on a battle field against *real* warriors, not innocent people just trying to make a life for themselves and theirs.

  5. Blim, get you a router *and* a roto-zip. Oh, and if you really wanna do some wood projects have hubby get you a nice power mitre saw. That's my favorite sawdust making tool. And of course you should have two, three types of sanders too.

    The Brit knows/does electrical stuff but he has never seen a US set-up. ^_^ So this project was mine to direct. The UK runs on 3-phase 220volt, so our grounding is a bit different.

    I re-wired this ole place shortly after I bought it because it still had all the knob and spool wiring and only 2 15amp breakers for the whole house. And, plumbing is easy with those old rusyt pipes. I call it a sawzall and metal cutting blade. :P I replumbed this joint when I broke one of those old pipes just bumping it. Used plastic for the replacement.

  6. Yeah Robroy, it definitely is the express mode syndrom. But then I always did love to go fast.And I don't do it often. The p0lice were a concern but there wasn't any traffic at all that nite.(Brit had pleanty of adult beverage on-board so he felt no stress)

    Blim, I don't blame your little doggy for that.. He probably wants to make friends with it so he didn't have to bark at the rest. :pirate:

  7. If my body was a car, this is the time I would be thinking about trading it in for a newer model. I've got bumps and dents and scratches in my finish and my paint job is getting a little dull, but that's not the

    worst of it.

    My fenders are too wide to be considered stylish. They were once as sleek as a little MG; now they look more like my mother's old Buick.

    My seat cushions have split open at the seams. My seats are sagging. Seat belts? I gave up all belts when Ben & Jerry's opened a shop in my neighborhood.

    Air bags? Forget it. The only bags I have these days are under my eyes. Not counting the saddlebags, of course. I have soooooo many miles on my odometer. Sure, I've been many places and seen many things, but when's the last time an appraiser factored life experiences against depreciation?

    My headlights are out of focus and it's especially hard to see things up close. My reaction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip and slide and skid and bump into things even in the best of weather.

    My whitewalls are stained with varicose veins. It takes me hours to reach my maximum speed.

    I'm burning fuel at an inefficient rate.

    But here's the worst of it -- almost every time I sneeze or cough, my radiator seems to leak and sometimes my tail pipe sounds off.

  8. She's almost 5 going on puppy... still acts like one.

    Heh heh, Bubba. I have a hubby, and yes it was me doing better than 100mph. The Brit, (Pipex) left depressions in the armrests, but denies it. Gypsy likes going fast. She plants her butt on the back seat and her head is at my shoulder, ever ready to plant a big wet kiss when she's having fun..