Sturgeon’s Law

Ninety per­cent of every­thing is crap.


Derived from a quote by sci­ence fic­tion author Theodore Stur­geon, who once said, “Sure, 90% of sci­ence fic­tion is crud. That’s because 90% of every­thing is crud.” Oddly, when Sturgeon’s Law is cited, the final word is almost invari­ably changed to ‘crap’.

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Miles Per Gallon

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Happy 2002

New Year’s Day. Cold, maybe mid for­ties. The Miata sits in the garage all day. The far­thest I ven­ture is around the block on rollerblades. Donna goes to the store, but uses the MSV.

Snow?

The Miata sits in the park­ing lot with a thin layer of white stuff cov­er­ing the hor­i­zon­tal and nearly hor­i­zon­tal sur­faces. It has been snow­ing since around 10am. No big deal to most, but around here it is a once every 5 year event.

The back­ground and title pic­ture are miss­ing — the web­host is down — AGAIN.

Snow!

The snow has turned to sleet and now back to snow. The flakes now are few and far between, but are the size of postage stamps! This is prob­a­bly the only time I would ever have needed the defroster option in the glass win­dow. Guess I’ll just use a credit card. :-)

Slippery Drive

Turns out I didn’t need the back win­dow defroster as much as I needed heated out­side mir­rors. They were fac­ing into the wind all day and got so ice encrusted that I couldn’t get them clean. Other than that, an unevent­ful trip home. The Miata now sits in the garage, shed­ding all that water (frozen or oth­er­wise) unto the floor.

Winter Wonderland

The Miata sits in the garage today, in it’s rapidly evap­o­rat­ing pool of mucky water.

Donna would feel much safer if we didn’t drive the Miata, so we take the MSV, her Mom’s Honda Civic 4-door, in to work. The sleet quit late last night, but they still delayed the start of work today until 10:00AM. Good plan, but it is colder this morn­ing so every­thing is pretty frozen. Plus it started snow­ing again about 8:30. Really beau­ti­ful. We left around 9:00 for the what is nor­mally 15 minute com­mute, not because I fig­ured it would take that much longer, but I took along the dig­i­tal cam­era so we could stop and take a bunch of “Win­ter Won­der­land” pho­tos around town.

Stayed Home

The Miata still sits.

We decided to just take a vaca­tion day from work today. It was already sched­uled so we could drive to see a friend of Donna’s for the week­end. She lives in Lex­ing­ton, VA, but the snow and win­ter weather con­vinced us oth­er­wise as to mak­ing the trip. Plus there is sup­posed to be more of this junk com­ing our way on Sun­day. Just didn’t feel like dri­ving 8 hours back on Sun­day in it.

Newsletter Delivery Run

Drove the Miata to Augusta today to deliver bicy­cle club newslet­ters to the 3 main bike stores. When we left at 9:30 it was still quite chilly from last night’s record low of 15 degrees. The top was up. There was still ice on the roads in some of the shady spots. After we had fin­ished vis­it­ing the 3 stores it was noon and the sun was out, bright and shiny. It was prob­a­bly only in the mid for­ties, but it felt like spring. We put the top down for the drive back into the city for lunch. :-)

You Are A Winner

Drove the Miata to Augusta today too. Cold and windy, so the top was up.

Seems as one of the scratch-off lot­tery tick­ets we bought for Donna’s mom was worth $20, went back and cashed it in. She is going to take the twenty and buy some South Car­olina Lot­tery tick­ets. Tomor­row is the first day that the lot­tery is avail­able here in SC. Scratch-offs for now, lotto games in March if we are *lucky.*

Bought $8 worth of gas while we were in Augusta. It is always a nickel or so cheaper in GA, must be less state tax or something.

Indigo Blue Gages?

Think­ing of buy­ing these gage faces to replace my cur­rent I.L. Motor­sport white ones. They are also sup­posed to shift to blue as well. I’m hop­ing the blue will some­what match the blue of the new Blaupunkt San Jose MP3 player I just put in. The San Jose doesn’t hook into the dash light dim­mer so it is bright all the time.

Buzzzz

I hate the cold. It makes me keep the top up on the Miata. When the top is up I notice the annoy­ing dash rat­tle I have. It is kinda like that light that (I think) VW Rab­bits had to get you to up shift so you would save gas. It starts buzzing at 3000 RPM and increases in vol­ume until I can’t stand it and shift, usu­ally right around 4000 RPM.

New Lug Nut Adapter

Finally got around to call­ing the Tire Rack today to see what it would cost to get another lug nut adapter. When I bought 4 Kosei Rac­ing Senekas shod with Bridge­stone RE-71s back in Decem­ber of 2000 from the Tire Rack they included an adapter that allows you to loosen/tight the “tuner” lug nuts with your stan­dard lug wrench. This last Christ­mas Eve I needed a new tire. I ended up get­ting a whole new set of tires. When the chuckle-heads at the local Fire­stone dealer put the wheels back on they used an impact wrench to tighten down the lug nuts. While try­ing to loosen them in my dri­ve­way, to prop­erly torque them down, I busted the adapter.

Follow The Bouncing Packages

I went ahead and ordered the Cool-Glo gage faces this after­noon. Ground UPS from Cal­i­for­nia. Man, I love the web, you can fol­low along with me, as we track pack­age across the USA. I also have a track­ing num­ber for the lugnut adapter from the Tire Rack .

We’re Rich! We’re Rich!

Yes­ter­day was the first day of the South Car­olina Lot­tery. Donna’s mom bought 14 scratch-off lot­tery tick­ets for the $20 she won in the Geor­gia Lot­tery on Sat­ur­day. After we had scratched off all that sil­ver stuff off the front of the cards, we WON $17. Now I can quit my job.
:-D

Lunch Out

Woohoo! Went to lunch out today with my wife. We try and get out of the build­ing once a week for a lunch “date.” Today the sun was out and the temp was into the 50s by noon, so we rode to and from with the top down. Made the lame spicy chicken sand­wich from Hardee’s seem palatable.

Now what?

I can’t pub­lish since like 4:00 o’clock this after­noon. Is it me? First ThatHost­ing­Com­pany toys with my Inter­net emo­tions, now Blog­ger. And 1 day after I forked over the $12 to be ad free. Jeez.

Mr. Lockergnome Blogs

I’ve been read­ing the blog of Mr. Lock­ergnome, Chris Pir­illo, after a link for it appeared in the win­dows daily email thing. He just started doing it like a week ago, and if you want blog-envy, check it out. He has got all kinds of cool things going on, a cal­en­dar, links, drop down boxes, cool graph­ics… One thing his does, is when you click on a link, it opens in a whole new browser. When you are done look­ing at that page and close the browser win­dow, there is Chris’s blog wait­ing there for you. Whoa, I need that. Started to go back and edit my posts with links to do that (add ‘target=“_blank“‘ in the “a href” tag.) Then I thought that’s kinda like that annoy­ing pop-under ad that X-10 uses, never mind. Plus, now that I think of it, it seems kind of inse­cure, “If you love a web surfer, set her free.”

Here You Go

The lugnut adapter just arrived on my desk. It left South Bend, IN at 10:04 PM on the 8th, not bad. This one is not chromed like the one I orig­i­nally got with the wheel pack­age. I’m not com­plain­ing, mind you, the price was right, FREE! Thanks Tire Rack

Yearly Planning Meeting

Master’s Miata Club meet­ing tonight. Long one, we tried to plan our whole year’s worth of events on one night, nice try. We a had a big turn out and every­one had good ideas, but no one had any dates. Just a lot of vague rec­ol­lec­tions of a fes­ti­val in a cer­tain month (maybe.) We did nail down a few things and if all the ideas pan out we should have an excit­ing year.

Almost 70 degrees at 4 o’clock, so we had top down motor­ing for the trip home and then half way to Augusta later that evening. Got cold real quick after the sun went down :-( so for the inter­state leg of the trip we but­toned up the bonnet.

Look At Me

Now I am more famous. I sub­mit­ted another photo to The Mir­ror Project today. Win­ter Event joins Hard Drive Clock in what used to be Friends of Jezebel’s Mir­ror. Going to have to get one with me and the Miata to add as well.

Nearly 70 degrees for the ride home. Dropped the top of course. The only rem­nants of the snow of a week ago is the sandy spots on the overpasses.

Up, But Really Down

The folks that host the Miata Club site and the images on this blog That Host­ing Com­pany, Inc. have had some spotty, to say the least, con­nec­tiv­ity recently. They have this blurb on their about page, “In addi­tion, our con­nec­tiv­ity uptime is above the indus­try stan­dard goal. For the year 2001 we have a 100% uptime rat­ing, and we use a third party com­pany to mon­i­tor our con­nec­tiv­ity as well. (www.internetseer.com)…” You can go to that site and get a free mon­i­tor­ing tool that will let you know if your site is down. So I did just that after THC last down­time episode. Tonite ThatHost­ing­Com­pany went down for about 5 hours. Did I get an alert from Inter­net Seer? Nope. No won­der THC uses it to mon­i­tor its up-time, it thinks they are up when they ain’t.

My 15 Seconds Of Fame

I am now famous. I was men­tioned in Randy Nieland’s Tech Specialist’s Email Newslet­ter yes­ter­day. It raised my stature a notch or two with the cou­ple of other geeks I know that I turned into Gnomies. :-) We had a lit­tle email con­ver­sa­tion about whether or not he should start to blog and what might be the theme for it. He is not sure if he wants to go there though.

More excit­ing than when I got the Master’s Miata Club a men­tion in Chris Pirillo’s Win­dows Daily Email Newsletter.

That Hosting Company

This is really yesterday’s rant. ThatHost­ing­Com­pany that web­hosts the Miata Club web­site I do, dis­ap­peared from the face of the inter­net for about 5 hours last night. Even their site was unreach­able! Did some­body kick out the plug on the server? Was the cus­to­dian dust­ing and acci­den­tally flipped the switch to off?

No big deal, you say, well this seems to hap­pen with alarm­ing fre­quency. And on their about page they claimed 100% up time in 2001 — HA — they were off the air for almost a whole week­end in October.

They are the gen­e­sis for this lit­tle blog, I wanted some way to remem­ber all the out­ages. They don’t go down every­day, just seems like it, so I will have other things to rant about here. Trust me, I am of an age where I am on the cusp of cra­mud­geon­dom and lots of things p!ss me off.

My Kingdom For A Screw

The only time I ven­tured out today, was this morn­ing, for a trip to Home Depot. Cloudy and cool, but not cool enough to put the top up. :-)

The wrought iron rail­ing on the front porch was loose. The screw on one side of the post was loose and the other was almost tight, but frozen in place. Under the semi-tight one I wedged a piece of metal under it. The loose one needed a new plas­tic anchor. The hole was just a lit­tle too big for the #10 screw in an anchor to keep it tight. Like most guys I have a place in garage with all kinds of nuts, bolts, wash­ers, screws, nails, etc. I have hun­dreds of screws, but the only #12 screw I had was about a 1/2 inch too long, so off to the store.….

Low Level Hum

Here is today’s: The old Sear’s chain drive garage door opener was jerk­ing and spas­ming while open­ing and clos­ing the door. It was almost 8 years old and con­sid­er­ing it is the main way in and out of the house it gets used at least 4 or 5 times a day it was time for a new one. Replaced it with one of the Genie screw drive ones. Works faster and a lot qui­eter, but when it is not in use it gen­er­ates a low level hum. Not loud, not annoy­ing, just a sound that used to not be there when in the garage.

Why does my new $159 thing make a noise? Is it nor­mal? Is it about to explode, show­er­ing the car below with shards of white hot metal bits?

The Sabbath

Sun­day is usu­ally a rest day for the Miata, usu­ally eat lunch with friends the 3 of us (Donna, Mom and Brian) pile into Donna’s Mom’s Civic for the trip. Today was not much dif­fer­ent, but the Miata did get a late after­noon run to Tar­get, Lowes and CVS for var­i­ous things. Upper 50’s and the top was still down from Friday’s trip home from work, so it stayed that way. Gotta love the guy who invented the garage. It will be up tomor­row for the ride to work, sup­posed to be in the mid 30’s then.

Rednecks*

My wife and I went for a short bike ride this after­noon. Stopped at a light wait­ing to cross and a pick-up truck drove by from left to right on the road we were wait­ing to cross. As they passed one of the occu­pants shouted some­thing that I couldn’t make out. My wife on the other hand heard them say, “Get off the f@$%ing road, roads are for cars!” We weren’t in front of him slow­ing his progress, we hadn’t cut in front of him by cross­ing the street on the red light, noth­ing, yet they/he took offense to a cou­ple of adult cyclists on a sunny Sun­day after­noon.
Con­tinue read­ing Rednecks*

Naked Rear

Cold and yucky today. Had to keep the top up all day and even had to burn the head­lights on the trip home. Shouldn’t com­plain, it is after all win­ter and the folks north of the Mason-Dixon Line are suf­fer­ing with snow.

Try­ing to fig­ure out what shall adorn the rear bumper next. It is just too clean back there. I have another of those 5″ diam­e­ter Barn­door Fan Club stick­ers I could put on. I like the idea of some­thing text-like in white on the black rear skirt. In 1999 I had “Not Y2K Com­pli­ant” and in 2000 I had a Star Trek Voy­ager quote, “Sur­vival is Insuf­fi­cient” and last year was the BDFC sticker. Lean­ing towards the URL of either the Master’s Miata Club or the Barn­door Fan Club. Heck, maybe I’ll just put this Blog’s URL there. :-)

Invisible Customers

On the way home from work my wife and I stopped into the Food Lion on the way home, we needed one item. Once we got what we needed, we headed for the check­out lines. There was one right at the end of the aisle that we were com­ing down so we went there even though the light wasn’t on. There was a cahier and another employee on the reg­is­ter side and a “cus­tomer” on the other. They were all deep in con­ver­sa­tion. As we got up to them my wife asked, “Are you open?” Per­haps they didn’t hear so we waited a bit and she asked again. Still no response. We turned around in dis­may and headed over to 2 other aisles that had there lights on. The first one had no cashier at all and the other one was busy. We looked back down towards the three peo­ple at the one we just left and there was still no motion to move or acknowl­edge us, it was as if we were invis­i­ble. Need­less to say we put down the item at the empty cash reg­is­ter and left the store. Plenty of other places to stop.

We ended up at a Bi-Lo near the house and got an over friendly cashier. (Almost as bad.)

Cool Glowing

Yahoo! (the expres­sion, not the ser­vice) Sunny and 60 at 4:00PM. We had hair­cut appoint­ments at 5 and a whole hour to get there. Put the top down and went the loooong way. Had to put some gas in first though, $10.50 at $1.069.

Cool-Glo gages were on the doorstep when we got home. Prob­a­bly won’t get to install them until Sat­ur­day, but I did take them out of the box, hook all the wires up and use a lit­tle 12v bat­tery from a garage door opener to check them out. Nice green or blue glow, gonna be cool (hey, maybe that is how they got named.)

After that I’m think­ing of Power Neon Cables in blue. (have you noticed I like blue?) There aren’t any links on where to buy the stuff. Won­der if any­body else car­ries it?

Where’s the receipt?

The absolute great­est inven­tion since self-service, has been the card reader on the pump. You no longer need to go inside and have to wait in line behind peo­ple buy­ing cig­a­rettes, lot­tery tick­ets, 64oz Giant Gulps or what­ever. You just pull up, fill up and go. The sta­tions with­out these new pumps are becom­ing rarer and rarer and if I stum­ble on one, I’ll just drive across the street.

Needed to get some gas today. When I was done and returned the pump han­dle, no receipt came out. So inside I went, ugh. The woman gave me some lame excuse about it being out of paper, but I know bet­ter. These cor­ner quick stops must be los­ing a lot money in lost impulse buys with those pumps, so they are pro­grammed to every once in awhile not print a receipt so that you have to go inside. While I waited for the per­son in front of me to pay for their gas, I used my supe­rior will-power to not pick up a butane lighter or one of those rolled up astrol­ogy forecasts.

Spicy Lunch Date

Sunny and mid 50’s for today’s lunch “date” with my wife. Today we went to Popeyes and I had their spicy chicken sand­wich. No com­par­i­son, Popeyes was lev­els above last week’s Hardee’s spicy chicken sandwich.

Couldn’t wait until Sat­ur­day to put in the gage faces, did it tonight. The only prob­lem I had was the loca­tion of the switch/dimmer. They sug­gested a place that my big foot would hit, so I moved it up and out of the way. Can’t get to it while dri­ving, but once it is set who needs to adjust it.

It is lunch time isn’t it?

Once a week my wife and I have a lunch “date” and leave the plant to go to a local fast food place to eat instead of the usual microwaved entree. Today we went to Popeye’s. We both like the food there, nice and spicy, it reminds us of when we lived in New Orleans. Should have guessed we were in trou­ble when there were 3 peo­ple wait­ing off to the side for their orders and two peo­ple still in front of us. They only had one per­son tak­ing orders and one per­son han­dling the drive-up and judg­ing by which the speed of the food was deliv­ered to the patrons, only one per­son cook­ing. They should have had a few more peo­ple work­ing being as it was 12:15 and the mid­dle of lunch time.

Screws Loose

It is still dark in the morn­ing (sun­rise 7:30 am, leave house at 7:00) so we got to watch the blue gages in their full glory on the morn­ing com­mute. Every­thing looked AOK. I was wor­ried last night after I shut the car down, I don’t remem­ber the temp gage flop­ping that far to the left with the key off. I did get a sur­prise though, when I put the car in reverse to back out of the garage a cou­ple of screws landed at my feet. I had for­got to put the last 2 screws that hold the hood over the gages on. no wor­ries as there were a cou­ple of clips hold­ing it in place, I’ll screw them in tonight when I get home.

Today was cloudy, but warmer than yes­ter­day. So we made a lit­tle extra trip out of the ride home. Didn’t have to run an errand, but what the heck, it meant a trip through an old sec­tion of town that has nice nar­row, windy roads. :-)

Don’t be so impatient.

Our usual com­mute to work takes us by the entrance to an ele­men­tary school. Teacher work days, school recesses and hol­i­days are the nicest drive to work days, so much less traf­fic. I love sum­mer because all the chauf­feur Moms are still at home and I hate win­ter because besides the usual lack of atten­tion paid to the road, things are com­pounded by putting on coats and hats and wip­ing off the fogged up windows.

The entrance and exit from the school park­ing lot is the same road which T’s into a road with a speed limit of 45MPH. Of course there is a steady stream of traf­fic from both direc­tions to get into the school. The folks leav­ing the school and are going right usu­ally have no prob­lem, it is the left turn folks that are a dan­ger. About once a week some­body pulls out in front of me because they assume that every­one is going to be turn­ing left into the school. They get impa­tient if they have to wait more than 2 min­utes to get a clear lane to turn into. No way they would go right and just make the extra 1/2 loop to get back home.…

Sporks

Break­fast at Popeye’s. Would have went to Hardee’s but I’m too impa­tient ;-) to make the 2 mile trip to the south­side ATM, when I can just pass right by the down­town one on the way to Popeye’s. The bis­cuits are about the same, but Hardee’s sausage gravy is richer and has more sausage bits in it. There is one other rea­son, at Hardee’s you get a real plas­tic fork, but at Popeye’s you get a spork, which is a spoon/fork hybrid. Unfor­tu­nately it is more spoon than fork and is just not good for stab­bing at sausage chunks.

Soliciting

Lower 60’s and partly cloudy today, a far cry from the pre­dicted scat­tered show­ers. Top down errand at lunch (put it back up dur­ing work, in case) and a short drive before head­ing home.

The lunch errand was to a used car dealer down the street from where we work. Passed by the other day and noticed an early vin­tage Miata on the lot. Every time I catch one at a used car lot I drop off a copy of the lat­est club newslet­ter and a form let­ter thing telling the new owner about our Club, the national Club and Miata Net. We haven’t picked up any mem­bers from this, but you never know.

Miata Pick Up Truck

A Miata is as good as a pick-up truck as long as it is a sunny day. Spent most of the day try­ing to get my garage door to work smoother. I’ve bought a new opener, replaced the wheels, cleaned the tracks and tight­ened the hinges. the only left was to lower the opener. It is pretty far up because there was no stud above the header in the cen­ter of the door to bolt the track to. Off to Lowe’s. The rain they pre­dicted last night has yet to arrive and it is a good thing too, because how else would I get an 8′ 2x4 and an 8′ 2x8 home with­out the top down.

AWOL Tools

Had a lit­tle project to do today. It involved my garage door opener so I was up on a lad­der. Well more like up and down and up and down and.… I don’t do enough of this home improve­ment stuff, but maybe if I did I would have one of those belts. It seems every time I needed the screw­driver it was on the counter not in my pocket or on the lad­der. I’d go get the screw­driver and put down the socket wrench. Up the lad­der and use the screw­driver. Now I need the the socket wrench and it is AWOL.

$77 Cars

Are the peo­ple who buy used cars that gullible? The local Toy­ota dealer fre­quently runs this ad in the Sun­day paper. Here are some quotes:
“One of Georgia’s largest Toy­ota deal­ers has been ordered to con­duct…“
Ordered by who?

“…every car is on sale, first come-first served, and no auc­tion bid­ding is required.“
Darn, I so wanted to bid.

“Be there early, because last time another dealer out­side our city lim­its con­ducted a sale like this, they had over 400 respond by 8:00 PM and some actu­ally camped out on the pub­lic side­walks…“
Prob­a­bly the same guys who are wait­ing in line for the next Star Wars.

“Don’t for­get some will actu­ally be sold as low as seventy-seven $77 dol­lars!“
Huh, seventy-seven seventy-seven dol­lars dollars?

Wrong Way Brian

Sunny and lower 50’s today, so when we got home from a bike ride we went for a car drive. The car was fir­ing on all 4 cylin­ders, unfor­tu­nately my brain was only fir­ing on 3. We took a drive to a friends house and I totally spazzed on the turn down their road. No prob­lem, just go a cou­ple of miles fur­ther and catch the next right. Only prob­lem is we don’t come in that way often, so I cruise right by their dri­ve­way. No prob­lem, just get to the next street and do a U-turn. After the visit we headed home and I had no prob­lem find­ing the way to my street, but for some rea­son drove right by my dri­ve­way. I think I was key­ing in on my neighbor’s mail­box, we both have reflec­tive house num­bers on our boxes and 780 looks a lot like 778 when you ain’t pay­ing attention.

Smokers

I’m an ex-smoker so I know what they are going through and I can sym­pa­thize with them, but why is it they have to stand right near the door? When­ever you leave or enter the build­ing it is like run­ning the gaunt­let of smoke. It is even worse when it rains, noth­ing is worse than the smell of a wet ashtray…

Nice Day

Sunny and lower 60’s for the drive home today. Turned the usual 6 mile com­mute into 25 miles of a top down, tunes up cruise. :-)

Eleven Holes

Mother-in-law decided to change from a green to a yel­low color scheme in the bath­room. She bought some match­ing cur­tains, shower cur­tain, liq­uid sop dis­penser, waste bas­ket, etc. Also bought a new shower cur­tain liner. All this stuff was pur­chased at the upscale depart­ment store in town, not Wally World, so I was sur­prised when… While hang­ing the shower cur­tain I noticed the dis­tance between the first and sec­ond holes was dif­fer­ent on the liner than on the cur­tain. Huh! The dis­tance between 2 & 3, 3 & 4 were OK, it was just the shower cur­tain had about an 2″ too much between hole 1 & 2. When I got to the end of the shower cur­tain I still had one hook and one hole left in the liner. What the? I guess no one told the maker of this par­tic­u­lar shower cur­tain that the stan­dard was twelve holes not eleven.

Squirmy Rubber

Darn, this is get­ting tire­some, upper 50’s and sunny for the ride home. :-) Top down of course.

Man­aged to hit the traf­fic just so, so that I could run the one ess turn in town at a pretty good clip. Found out that the side­walls of the new Bridge­stone RE-930 tires are not nearly as stiff as the old RE-71’s, lots of squirm and scrub noise. I’m going to have to prac­tice this maneu­ver more. Plus I might add a cou­ple more PSI to the tires.

Damn, I Hate Umbrellas

OK, I com­plained too much about the sun and now it is GONE. Cloudy and misty on the way to work, cloudy at lunch and cloudy and driz­zly on the way home. I had to run an errand at 7:00 PM, Weather.com said it was 67 degrees out. Cool, I drop the top and back out of the garage. To quote Frank Barone, “Holy Crap!” The fog was thick as pea soup. Ran the errand slowly and when I got back, left the car in the dri­ve­way and snapped some photos.

This morn­ing as I got into the car my wife asked, “Where is the umbrella?” I shrug, go back inside and grab one from the cor­ner. She pops the trunk and I hop down the 2 steps to floor level and as I go to put the bum­ber­shoot into the boot, I mis-judge the dis­tance and place a 3″ long scrape on the back of the car. Yikes! Took the top layer of paint right off! That is the sec­ond time I have done that with an umbrella. The first one is not so bad and is really only notice­able if you know where to look. Or the light is just right. This one is pretty obvi­ous, even to the most casual observer. Damn, I hate umbrellas.

Good Day To Own A Convertible

As we left to go to work this AM, I looked at the scratch and it isn’t as bad as I orig­i­nally thought. The first 1/4″, ground zero, is through to the primer. Then it skips another 1/4″ before scratch­ing just the clearcoat for an 1″ or so. That still doesn’t change my feel­ings for umbrellas.

Good day to own a con­vert­ible. Dodged the drops from falling trees on the drive to work. Put the top up when we got there, just in case. After work we had to drive over to the Mazda dealer to run the Master’s Miata Club’s newslet­ter throught the postage meter. Lower 70’s in Jan­u­ary. That is a lit­tle unuusual even for here. Not com­plain­ing made for a nice drive. Saw 2 other Miatas, both had their tops up — for shame. Saw 2 other con­vert­ibles, one of those new Volvos and a newer Chrysler Sebring and both of them had their tops down.

My Wife and Bugs.

I was sit­ting here typ­ing away on my other blog, when in the other room my wife screamed! Ran into the kitchen to see what was the mat­ter and she said, “There is a moth in here, KILL it!” Being the duti­ful hus­band I did just that. Scratch one moth from the cen­sus. Jeez, it was just a moth, with the amount of noise she made you would have thought it was El Chu­pacabra.

Where’s the receipt? Part II

Hap­pened again. Last time I bought gas 10 days ago, I had to schlep inside to get my receipt because the pump didn’t spit one out. Dif­fer­ent sta­tion today with the same thing. No Receipt. Not only didn’t I get a receipt, I didn’t get a full tank of gas. It was pump­ing kind of slow, but it started to really crawl at around 8 gal­lons. I took it off auto and squeezed the han­dle harder (like that was really gonna do any­thing) and a few sec­onds later it just stopped. When I went inside to get my receipt I told the counter lady and she said, “It must be out.” Thanks, have a nice day.…

Make Up Your Mind

Started today with the top down, but put it up for the drive to work. They were call­ing for a 40% chance of rain and we must have been in that 40, ’cause it was rain­ing now. We went out for lunch with the gang for a co-worker’s birth­day and put the top down for the drive to eat. When we got to Ruby Tues­day it looked kind of threat­en­ing, so I put the top back up. After lunch it wasn’t rain­ing, so the top came back down for the return trip. At work in the park­ing lot I put it back up, just in case. By quit­ting time the skys were clear­ing, so back down the top went for the drive home.

Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. Down. No won­der my tops only last 3 years.

Where’s the receipt? Part III

Donna and I went on a drive over to the state of Geor­gia to make an invest­ment in our retire­ment plan, i.e. buy a cou­ple of lot­tery tick­ets. Big Game is worth $15 mil­lion and the Lotto South is worth 7 mil­lion, so by Sun­day morn­ing I should be 22 mill richer. :-) As we waited in line to pay, some fel­low came in a hurry with a frown on his face. He approached right up to the cashier of the con­ve­nience store ignor­ing the line of 3 peo­ple, of which I was last. He said, “I need a receipt for pump 15, the printer must be bro­ken or some­thing.” I for­gave his cut­ting in line and just smiled, happy that it wasn’t just me and per­haps val­i­dat­ing my con­spir­acy theory.

You’ve Got Mail

Made the run to Evans, GA to check the Miata Club’s P.O. Box. I has been nearly 2 months, but we never get any mail unless it is renewal time any­way. There were 5 pieces of mail, a credit card come-on, a flyer from a gro­cery store, a returned newslet­ter, a group buy offer on wind­stops from Seri­ous Auto and a Christ­mas card for the P.O. Box just to the left of us. Almost put the top up when we started as the temps were in the upper 40’s. My wife said, “That’s what heaters are for.” So instead I put the boot on. When we got back from the drive it was after lunch and it was near­ing 70 degrees, so I put the top up. I wanted to wash and wax the car.

Start­ing yes­ter­day, I think I will list the sta­tus and the changes to that sta­tus of the top here in the last line. Might be fun to go back and count ‘em up for a week, month, year…

Started down, now Up.

Yikes!

Made a bagel run early this morn­ing. Well, I think 9:00 PM is early on a week­end. The sun was out and it was some­where in the 40’s, so before I backed out of the garage I put the top down. Really pleas­ant drive, didn’t even need the heater. As I slowly turned into my neigh­bor­hood on the return trip I star­tled a cou­ple of birds in the mag­no­lia tree in the median. Well, I think 30MPH is slow for a 90 degree turn. The sec­ond one mis­judged my approach so that he ended up sort of scram­bling up the wind­shield, I heard his feet scratch­ing the glass. The blow was glanc­ing enough that I don’t think I killed him. At least I wasn’t show­ered in feath­ers or any­thing. I know I scared the shit out of him, because he left that on the window.

Started Up, now Down.

Smokers Part II

Every evening, well almost every evening, my wife and I take a walk around the block. It is close to a mile so we get a lit­tle exer­cise out of it, but more impor­tantly, she likes it because it is hand-holding qual­ity time. We seemed to have timed it wrong, because while usu­ally traf­fic is very light, tonight it was rel­a­tively busy. Not long after they passed us, the dri­ver of a SUV tossed out his cig­a­rette butt, leav­ing behind a shower of sparks. It wasn’t that close, but peo­ple do it all the time — with­out think­ing or look­ing so it seems. I have yet to be hit by a fly­ing butt, but it seems only a mat­ter of time, what with the walk­ing, bicy­cle rid­ing and dri­ving a convertible…

At a stop­light, when­ever I see some­one drop their cig­a­rette butt out of their win­dow, I want to go over, pick it up and hand it back to the smoker and say, “You dropped this.”

Restickerizing

Drove to work this morn­ing with the top down. Heater was on though as it was mid 40’s. Had to put it up when we got there though as there was still a slight chance of rain in the morn­ing. It was pos­i­tively spring-like on the drive home — mid 70’s, so of course the top came back down.

Got tired of star­ing at the naked rear end of the car, so I put the one remain­ing white 5″ diam­e­ter sticker in the same place I used to have one.

Started Down, Up, Down.

Quick Condensation

Top still down. The trip to work required the heater though, the back roads stay cooler than in town. So cool that we popped up the last 60′ hill by work and back into the warmer air that it was instant white out. The win­dows fogged up so quickly I had to come to a com­plete stop. Got the wind­shield wipers on but they only worked for a bit. Got the defroster on too and in a bit I could see using the bot­tom 3 inches of the wind­shield. Almost had to stick my head out the win­dow like a dog to see.

Just got con­fir­ma­tion that my pic­ture of me in the car fender was added to The Mir­ror Project. See it here.

Started Down, still Down.

Bad Moon A Rising

Top still down. No heater this morn­ing, but I did turn the defroster on to heat up the wind­shield so I didn’t get a repeat of the win­dow fog­ging of yesterday.

Went to the post office in town this evening to mail the Aiken Bicy­cle Club newslet­ter. Of course we didn’t take the direct route, we went about 30 miles to make the 4 mile trip. About half way through we pulled over to the side of the road and watched the moon rise. It is just past full, but was huge and orange in the sky as it came above the cot­ton field. After about 15 min­utes it was up high enough that it looked like the plain old moon again, so we got back in the car and fin­ished the journey.

Started Down, Still Down.

Chevy Impala Commercial

There is this com­mer­cial for the Chevy Impala where this sales­woman is show­ing this guy one of the newer ones in sil­ver, he says, “My Dad had an Impala.” We are then treated to some B&W flash­backs of an early 60’s vin­tage Impala con­vert­ible. Now that is a cool look­ing car, the new one, even with the smoked lenses, is crap. Then again I’m not old enough to know, but maybe that 60’s Impala I think is cool now, was con­sid­ered just as ugly then, as the new one is now.

Le Big Mac

Started with it down, way too warm for Jan­u­ary, but upon arrival at work I removed the boot and put the top up. 20% chance of rain and zero chance of a wet interior.

Today was lunch date day, so I dropped the top for the ride to the restau­rant de la semaine, McDonald’s. I had a Big Mac while Donna had the Big & Tasty. For some­thing scary, check the nutri­tional info on these sand­wiches. :-O I can recite the ingre­di­ents of a Big Mac from heart. For the record, they are: 2 all beef pat­ties, spe­cial sauce, let­tuce, cheese, pick­les, onions on a sesame seed bun. McDonald’s used to run com­mer­cials that fea­tured the ingre­di­ents when Big Macs first came out and that has stuck in my head ever since. Some­time in the mid 70’s they ran a con­test about recit­ing the ingre­di­ents back­wards. I am proud to say that I mas­tered that trick as well. I am also proud to say that I can no longer do it, I only hope the mem­ory space given up by for­get­ting that tid­bit is in use for some­thing a lit­tle more important.

Started down, went up, now down.

Have some fat!

Nor­mally for lunch I take in a microwave­able meal from Healthy Choice or Lean Cui­sine, etc. Once a week my wife and I leave the plant for a lunch “date” and go to a local fast food place. Today was the day, so we headed over to the restau­rant de la semaine, McDonald’s. I had a Big Mac while Donna had the Big & Tasty. For some­thing scary, check the nutri­tional info on these sand­wiches. :-0 Between the Big Mac and the half of the order of large fries I con­sumed, I pol­ished off more calo­ries that I had in the pre­vi­ous 3 days com­bined. The total fat con­tent was more than a typ­i­cal weeks worth of meals.…