After Animal’s van story, I feel pretty good about the car repairs I affected this weekend. After struggling futilely with overtorqued lug nuts, me and the local mechanic at whose shop the lugs were welded to the car eventually triumphed. At the cost of fully half of the lug nuts. We reached a deal whereby he would give me the lug nuts, and I would bring my car back next time it needed service, as this was the first time I had any problems with anything they’ve done. Anyhow, I managed to change the front suspension, brake rotors, and pads. It would have gone a lot faster if I had realized the first video I watched on YouTube had an older model Expedition. Once I figured out why I had a lower ball joint and he didn’t, shit really started to move. Tonight and tomorrow, I’ll do the back end. And hey, I’ve already checked… the video is of a model that has the same setup as mine.

WaPo wonders if it is okay to make fun of Florida Man. Its kind of my bit, so I’m going with yes. If anyone feels bad, donations to the Glibs meth and moonshine fund can be made in the sidebar.

Well, we’ve finally found something that can get a cop fired in NJ. OD’ing IN your vehicle while on duty is embarrassing the badge.

St. Pete to Rays, “fuck you right back”. I love it. I mean, I also enjoy going to Rays games, but if they want to threaten to move, the city is absolutely right to plan for their departure.

Can you imagine having to deal with this shit from employees at work? Like, do I actually have to get involved with you taping a “kick me” sign to someone’s back?

 

Throwing back to the industrial (metal) era.