November 2009

Chasing the monkey off

I’ve been backsliding, first stealing a hit from the Ogwife’s smoke and occasionally bumming one, and a month ago I had gotten to about five or six smokes on a weekend.

It’s an expensive habit, and one I worked hard to lose, so now I’m three weeks clean, and gonna stay. Damned if I’m gonna let a monkey get the better of me.

Well, other than the Chosen One who is only interested in the shit I have of value. He and his pistol grip ears.

All new parts in the front end

and the exploder still has a bit of a wobble at about 75. Annoys the hell out of me.

And then I realize I last replaced the shocks in 2004. They have 180,000 miles on them.

They’re free, of course, because they were AutoZone. So I swap ’em out tonight- well, the fronts. I’ll do the backs tomorrow. The old shocks are worthless as teats on a boar hog. Might as well have had a stoat bolted to the frame on each side.

Update: What a DIFFERENCE a shock makes.

Michael Scott

Learns the danger of disapointing Dick.

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