When I went to the tune shop earlier this week, I found out some depressing news. A silver FD that a friend and I had been eyeing before it sold near here(and let me tell you it was in MINT condition, not worth what they wanted ...but still.), Blew its engine. On the Dyno. In a controlled environment. But I guess that's what happens when you give a fancy and not to mention powerful car like that to a 19 year old spoiled brat. How spoiled? His Mommy bought it for him. When he was 19! A fuckin FD! No appreciataion for it. I knew something like that was gonna happen....both Byron and I said as much. C'ept our scenario had it wrapped around a tree somewhere...so I guess this is the better alternative. According the the shop guy who saw it happen, he mentioned that his turbo was getting a bit hot...*like RED hot* and thet something was wrong with the tuning. The kid just told him to keep going. Blam. Now do you see why I'm so careful and meticulous when it comes to what I do/put on my car. But hearing about something like that happening to a car like that...just makes me wanna cry. And beat the shit outta' that snot-nosed brat.
That being said...strut tower braces should be in tomorrow. Suspension's almost done! Can't wait!
Resistance is FUTILE!!!
Neo-Vader III
Yesterday at the office, I was working happily away on press releases, when suddenly everything in the office just kinda went dark. I heard the OLs downstairs having fits, so I knew it wasn't just us. Fortunately, our computers have back-up batteries, so we can save everything and then shut down. Phones were out, 'net was dead, everything. (And 'net's kinda what the company is about in the first place, so talk about boned.)
We sat there in the dark for about half an hour, until the IT guy came back from his truck and said, 'Hey, something down the street is on fire.' At which point we all kinda went, 'Eh, think we should all take our lunches now?' and cut out for an hour. Everything was fine when I came back, but we found out this morning that the transformer had caught fire.
I don't know what it says about me that my first response was 'Nooooooooo! Not Optimus Prime!!!!!!!!!'
See ya Saturday. If you have been, get a towel.
"Hey, I think those two girls have been checking my out all night. Either that or their lezbians and they like you two..." by Rob
Thursday, April 6, 2006 at 4:57 PM
Well, I just sold the Old Tv off to one of my co-workers. I'll miss it. It was a good 52 inch. But we realy didn't need it anyway.
'So we get angsty Ultraman, the Kamen Rider orchestra, and effing cat genies.' by Kara
Thursday, April 6, 2006 at 7:11 AM
Four panels seems so weird to do now - I'm used to about twenty-eight per page since I started Kali. The Co-Writer with the Longest Hair told me to say he's lazy, hence the four-panel comic. But 1) I think it's appropriate here, and 2) I'm just as lazy. I'm the one who was sitting there eating fiesta potatoes and watching South Park.