"Man is the only animal that laughs and has a state legislature." - Samuel Butler

Pam's flight from here to Minneapolis was delayed 75 minutes while they changed a tire. They were told before boarding that it would be that long.
I'd love to see how that's done. Do they jack up one side of the plane? I'm assuming they use impact wrenches, and not some monster weight lifter with a lug wrench.
They can change all four tires on a F1 race car in under 3 seconds.

Today while I was doing some chores I watched the movie "Inside Man" on TNT. Denzel Washington, Jodie Foster, Christopher Plummer...
Excellent movie!

Pam's been gone 36 hours. It's time for her to come home.

I drove Louise into my meeting this morning. (See last night's post.) Before going I took the choke completely apart and reassembled it (again) per the manual. Had no trouble with it at all on the way in or back home. I think it's running a little rich so I'm going to move it clockwise one notch, and then maybe a second if that doesn't do the trick. I'm also going to slow the idle down a little. And that crazy brake issue isn't resolved; they still lock up when applied going in reverse. But I'm feeling more confident in her reliability as I work out these bugs. We've talked about selling Pam's xB as soon as the Rambler is ready to be my daily driver, at which point she'd drive the Kia. Her xB has 100,000 miles on it, so I think it's either sell it now and get maximum $$ or drive it 'til it's dead. That is, I think we're at or very near the tipping point for getting a decent sale price.

My dad sent me this. The word awesome was meant for these kinds of things. It's a diesel, which is why no electrical system is needed. Even if you don't know a thing about engines this will amaze you.

A couple of years ago I bought the cheapest watch I could find for wearing to the gym. Some of the workouts are timed, so I needed a stopwatch feature. I wouldn't wear it for any other occasion and if you saw it you'd understand why. Bulky, ugly, and with a hideous velcro band, but it does the trick.
Except I think it's headed for the trash, maybe before bedtime.
I did something that set the alarm for 6:15 p.m. I have no idea what I did, but some combination of depressed buttons activated that alarm and the icon on the face that shows it's turned on. When 6:15 p.m. comes it beeps until I hit a button to silence the thing. So today I spent several minutes pressing buttons, in all manner of sequences and in every combination I could think of, to try and get it SHUT OFF!
All I succeeded in doing: activating the beep that marks every hour on the hour. All 24 of them.
I have no idea how I did that, either.
Yes, the solution would be to remove the battery, put it back in and start all over. Except this watch is so cheap that the band is glued on, making battery removal impossible.
I must have bought it at Walmart.

Yesterday, while driving across Beardsley Ave, I was alongside an Astin Martin Vantage.
He must have been lost.

We like The Incredible Dr. Pol on National Geographic Wild. It follows a vet in a rural American community - can't remember where. He takes care of cattle and horses, but also people's pets. It's on Saturday nights.

It's Saturday night and my head is dialed into tomorrow's sermon and lesson. I've been over both several times but I know from experience that "there's many a slip 'twixt the cup and the lip."