Ace-Garageguy

Finally saw Blade Runner 2049. I couldn't imagine a sequel even coming close to Ridley Scott's staggeringly original and beautiful film, but I gotta say it was pretty decent.

Kits that aren't anything but basswood sticks, scribed wood sheet, some wire, a few small cast detail parts, decals, and instructions don't appeal to the masses...but they're pure joy to this guy sittin' here at the keyboard.

"Sense" doesn't apparently rank high with what developers are trying to achieve with AI, which is really no surprise seein' as how most people accepted Google's often just-flat-wrong gibberish for years with no complaints, and after getting something equally clueless from AI, those same people can now be even more convinced of their instant no-effort expertise.

Products marketed specifically to geezers are so universally unappealing, it almost makes me hate myself...until I look at the stuff marketed to everybody else.

Probably a rare Rolls Canardly. Rolls down one hill, canardly make it up the next.

Pressure and temperature can adversely affect arthritis pain.

Ford's early OEM I-beam axles were forged of vanadium steel, and this one was part of a demonstration at a World's Fair. The Speedway axle on the wrecked red car above is ductile cast iron, has a lot of miles on it (the spindle bushings are flat worn out), and it took a pretty good wallop to break it. HOWEVER...we've seen other "offshore" cast iron axles break similarly while in normal service.

There are a lot of things in life that make no sense whatsoever, and trying to understand them in rational terms is an exercise in futility that will drive YOU crazy. When you encounter something that insists on ignoring objective reality, or trying to twist it into something it's not...just walk away. You will NOT be able to show anything to those who simply will not see, or are so rebleatingly indoctrinated as to be unreachable by any conventional conversational means.

OK. My revised suggestion. It's uglier than everything and everyone, and is mad about it.

All Mondays aren't bad, it's just having to get up in the dark and break the ice on the terlet that's annoying...especially when you forget to break the ice.

Yup, and swung the frame slightly, which is why it's on the rack. But we have to get wheels under it to turn it around to get it on the rack in the right direction to do the frame pulls. It's a lot easier to do the suspension work with the car on the bench...even though some of it will have to come back off prior to the pulls. Many of the Pete & Jakes components for the front end, by the way, are requiring a good bit of rework to actually fit and function as they should.

Kinda sad half of the last two generations don't even know which countries were on each side, and/or subscribe to some scrambled revisionist gibberish version of history.

Porterhouse would be nice for dinner, but it's Sunday and I can't refi my house today.

Don't worry. Customer service and "repairs" being what they are for consumer-grade electronics, when the mecha furball dies, you'll just have to buy another one. And no worries about burying the old one, 'cause it won't rot.

Chopped all-steel '32 Ford with a blown SBC, on our frame rack. This is about $30K worth of damage. No worries. Good insurance. Baby blower... Snapped the Speedway front axle like a pretzel. Car gets DRIVEN, over 150,000 miles on it since the build. Note how far the axle bent before it broke.