Thanks Barry Bonds. While trying to watch my favorite losers, the Red Sox, on ESPN tonight I had the game interrupted 5 times to watch you attempt to hit a home run. I’m sure 700 is a milestone for you, but the rest of us really don’t give a damn. At 715 and then again at 756, if you get there, maybe, but until then leave the nations airways alone.
There used to be a slight ticking sound that was coming from over on the passenger side. We could make it go away by moving the seat forward and leaning it back or pushing it back and leaning it forward or something. This last time I vacuumed the car I didn’t get it right because the ticking returned. No manner of adjusting has eliminated it. It doesn’t feel loose in any way. Smacking it hard while stationary doesn’t make the noise.
This Sunday while returning from the gap and Donna driving, I did a little troubleshooting and discovered where the noise is coming from. I think it is the seatbelt hitting the side of the seat. It stops whenever you lift the seatbelt up off your shoulder. If you look at the seat there is a slight black smudge on the tan leather where the seatbelt is rubbing. I say I think, because I am 6 foot and Donna is 5′-2″ so the location of the belt is drastically different for each of us, yet the ticking is there for both of us. Also the driver’s side is silent for either of us and that same black mark is present on that seat as well.
My first thought for a solution is a small strip of the fuzzy side of Velcro (in tan) glued to the spot on the seat. Anybody else got a different idea?
Comet Gestation Counter: 50 days
Sometime during the 5th run through of Deal’s Gap this past weekend the car turned over 15K. One of the other couples we were with had their 2002 Miata reach that milestone a few days before the trip. I got there at least a year quicker than they did, but to be fair our car is the Family Truckster and theirs is a weekend fun toy. I guess I’ll schedule a maintenance stop at Rader for next week. I’ll give them one more shot, but three strikes and they’re out.
The clutch shudder was very noticeable this morning backing out of the garage, so much so it was audible. As usual it is almost completely gone by about the 3 mile mark of the 6 mile trip to work. If it does it like that 2 or 3 mornings more before the service next week, I may just say something.
Comet Gestation Counter: 49 days
Vanilla Ice comes to Augusta, GA to play a concert this Saturday. The assault weapons ban has expired. And as if that wasn’t enough to convince me, he is playing at a place called “Last Call.” Coincidence? I think not. Some one or thing is trying to tell me something.
If he is not stopped here, he is off to Germany and we don’t need a repeat of the David Hasselhoff incident now do we?
As promised, the lowlights:
Comet Gestation Counter: 48 days
Great trip, here are the highlights:
Tomorrow, the lowlights…
Comet Gestation Counter: 47 days
Whilst away this weekend at Miata NirvanaTM we stayed at the Microtel Inn in Robinsville, NC. We stay there because it is new and compared to the other 40s and 50s vintage motels, it is the Plaza Hotel. Microtels are supposed to be cheap and while the web page price quote is $54 a night, by the time they get through tacking on the various accommodations taxes we are right up there at $68. Of course this does include a continental breakfast in its appropriately micro sized dining room. The room consists of three 2 person tables shoehorned in with two drink machines, the noisiest ice machine I’ve ever heard and a short counter that holds the breakfast. That counter holds, for your dining pleasure, coffee, micro muffins (2″ in diameter and about the same high), micro doughnuts (2-1/2″ in diameter and 1″ high), micro bagels (a whopping 3-1/2″ in diameter and 2″ high) and some packs of instant oatmeal. Which is why we usually make the 1 block walking trip to the Wendy’s in the morning.