...it was supposed to kick in the first of the month after my 60th day, and it sure did.
That's the first time I've had it since 2012, for crying out loud. WTF.
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So on my way home tonight, my luck manifested itself again: the brakes started going "crunch" as I got within two or three miles of the bunker.
This is good luck. If they'd started going "crunch" this time yesterday, I would have had to get up at oh-shit-thirty to repair them before work today; as it is I have two whole days in which to get it done. Naturally I intend to get it done tomorrow.
I think it's the front end. I seem to recall that the pads were getting low on material when I had the hubs out for inspection/replacement. Not a biggie; the hard part will be getting the rotors turned.
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When I was a young lad I explained to Dad how the Rebels were actually the bad guys in the Star Wars universe. This is a similar line of thought from other people, some thirty-eight years later.
I'm a genius.
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If it works, this'll be great. The biggest problem I see is that when you want to cool anything, it requires refrigeration, which is inherently inefficient. Cooling inlet air from 1,500 degrees to -150 will take rather a lot of cooling. If they can make it work, more power to 'em. I'd love to see hypersonic aircraft in my lifetime.
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And now, as is typical of my Friday, it's WoW time.