June 29th, 2011

#2778: Man, it's getting chilly in here

It's going to get hot by Friday, of course, so I'm trying to enjoy not having to run the AC. Thinking it would be hot today, I closed up and had the AC on; but it turned out to be extremely pleasant today, and opened the place up around 8 AM when I fed the cats.

It got hot in here when I went to Bible study, though, so I'm running fans and trying to cool it off again. My room is chilly; the rest of the house is still warm, but getting there.

As for the group, I--same as last week--had a few moments of real joy and really liked being there. That'll have to tide me over, though, because the pastor's going on vacation for a couple weeks.

One member of the group has been trying to sell her house for some time, and has had two people look at it. Two. Holy crap.

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It's now early on Wednesday morning. I have so much to do:
grocery shopping
Fix motorcycle's rear tire
Motorcycle carb
other motorcycle stuff
Motorcycle shakedown ride at Sailor V's
"splody goodness"
So I've got quite a lot to do before the holiday weekend!

To that end, then, I now prepare for bed. Good night.

#2779: Oh, good, because I was worried the next Republican President wouldn't be able to

"Romney says he can work with Democrats".

The official Atomic Fungus Romney campaign logo:

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Free WoW now goes to 20 before you have to pay. That's a pretty nice deal.

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They can send it to me one sack at a time. I'll take it. I'll find a use for it.

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"These cuts will forever haunt our conscience. Aww, poor Democrats! Having to spend only as much as they take in! Not being able to raise taxes any further!

...I can't keep that up. This is the endgame for tax-and-spend. Suck it.

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From Brian Dunbar I get this link to a Role-Playing Game system using Javascript (I think) that runs in a browser.

I have always wanted to write my own RPG for the computer, but what inevitably happens is that--once I get past the "This is cool!" part--I get bogged down in all the minutia and fiddlybits and give up in disgust.

Oh well.

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So now I've been awake for about an hour, and I've got shopping and motorcycle work to do. That's why today's post is a linky-dink without much commentary; as of this moment there's about six hours of daylight left and I want to get my act together.

Besides, if I get the motorcycle up to snuff early enough, I can haul it to Sailor V's place for a shakedown run. Heh.


So after I did the grocery shopping, I went out to the usual driveway/garage to work on the usual motorcycle. I pulled the carb off again and disassembled it again and this time I actually removed the pilot air orofice and cleaned it.

Said orofice is what supplies fuel to the engine when the throttle is closed, and it was blocked with crud, exactly as I expected it to be considering I HADN'T CLEANED IT!

This is a hole so small that the only way I have to clean it is to get a twist-tie, strip the plastic off, and use that wire to clean out the orofice. Nothing else will fit.

Reassembled it, turned on the gas, stuck in the key, switched it on, kicked it over...and it idled like it just left the factory.


Phoned up Sailor V to give him the hour's warning he'd asked for last night; in fact I was sure I was giving him at least an hour and a half, and it turned out to be two.

First I had to pull the rear wheel again and patch the inner tube again. Once it was holding air, I got onto my motorcycle and I rode it around the block, down to the end of Douglas Lane, and back to the bunker.

I realized that I didn't have the air cleaner installed, so I had to stop and do that, and about 40,000 other small tasks. In any case, I got the carrier plugged in to the Jeep's receiver, got the bike loaded onto the carrier and strapped down, and then finally hied myself out to Casa Sailor V.

Bike wouldn't start.


Pulled the carb cover off, thinking perhaps the swatch of filter paper was too restrictive on the bike's intake, but that wasn't the problem. I still don't know what it was; I push-started it and put the carb cover back on, and it was fine after that. WTF.

Anyway, so I took a couple of spins around his neighborhood (farm fields) and we tried to get his quad running, but not even starting fluid was enough to get it running for more than a couple of seconds at a time. WTF.

I pulled the carb off and inspected it; it's clean. So I'm going to have to go back over there and see what I can do about that, dodging mosquitos all the way. *sigh*

Tomorrow promises to be more of the same: making the annual pilgrimage, buying a battery for Sailor V's quad, and then going back to his place to try to make sense of his damn ATV.

The Suzuki ran pretty well. It's bogging a bit at the low end, but not that badly, and I think the overall performance is acceptable. I can try tuning it a bit if I have any time to over the next several days, but I'm not terribly optimistic that I will.

The only problem I have with the carrier from Harbor Freight is how it wobbles around. They provide a couple plates and a bolt to act as a clamp, but the thing still moves. Also, the clamp for the front tire is for the birds and I'm thinking of just removing it entirely; maybe bolt a front wheel chock in its place and to hell with their "load this side only" bullshit.

It sure was satisfying to ride the Suzuki after the past couple of weeks, let me tell you.