September 12th, 2011

#2934: A quote from Have Space Suit--Will Travel

"About midnight I catfooted downstairs and tried it on again."

...from memory, so it may not be exact; but it's approximately what happened here last night. Heh.

I went to bed at 11 PM, still feeling pooped; but I couldn't sleep. After tossing and turning for an hour I got up; and after a few minutes' thought I put on socks and jeans and shoes, and went out for a ride.

I was out perhaps ten minutes when I realized I need a better jacket on so I came home and put on Dad's suede jacket that I kept, which blocked the wind very well. After that I was fine; so I rode until I realized that I was losing my ability to focus due to fatigue.

Let's face it: novice rider, here. When you're learning how to do something, it wears you out.

But I rode up to Sauk Trail, and I rode down to Crete-Monee road, and out to the high school, and out to that road I never did learn the name of that goes south from Exchange street through corn fields.

Part of the problem, though, was that I really need a proper pair of riding gloves. The gloves I'm using right now are mechanic's gloves; and they've been saturated in motor oil. Before the riding course I washed them with Dawn dish detergent, which got most of the oil out, so they don't feel greasy; but there's still oil in them and it smeared all over the helmet visor. So I know I need to buy some gloves.

There were almost no cars on the roads, so it was good practice for me.

Heh.

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Okay, just having returned from errands--and having to wait for my insurance agent to have Internet access again so I can get my new bike insured--I'm going to blog for a big before doing anything else.

Registering any new vehicle is expensive. To get the motorcycle titled and registered in my name I had to pay half what I paid for the bike, all told. Shit.

Tax was $25; I paid the currency exchange more ($39) than I paid the State of Illinois for the sales tax. But the title transfer and such was $134. Crapzor.

But! Now it's 100% legal, or will be once I get the insurance taken care of. Og said he paid $9 per month for insurance on the bike; I'd wager he had liability-only where I've got comp and collision on mine, which is why it's $12 more than his.

I also bought three quarts of 10w-40 so I can change the bike's oil. It's what I always do when I get a new vehicle regardless of who owned it before I did. ...but fuck oil has gone up in price. $5 per quart is the new average, and if you want synthetic it's $9. By buying the house brand I got out of the store for $4 per quart, though. I don't mind "house brand" as long as it "meets or exceeds" the current industry standard specification, and I have yet to see a motor oil for sale that didn't.

"I only use XX"--that's a Ford/Chevy (or Honda/Toyota, or Mac/PC) debate, right there.

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Al Gore desperately clings to a theory which has been all but proven wrong and plans to have a "Bore-a-Thon"--

Ooh, sorry, "Gore-a-Thon". He's not calling it either, though, so I suppose I can say "Bore-a-Thon" and not be wrong. Gore himself calls it "24 hours of reality" but it's not that, either; it's 24 hours of bullshit science and invented data.

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Michelle Malkin gets credit for "President Rerun". Another great nickname for Boss Tweek!

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Instapundit discusses Krugman's fantastically lefty screed on 9/11 and peoples' reaction to it.

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Well, it's been about 45 minutes since I left the insurance office; I wonder if they've got Internet access yet?

#2935: Hee hee hee

In church on Sunday the choir was singing some song, and it was very nice music; but right in the middle of this song suddenly they begin singing:
All creatures bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small...
...and I began laughing.

Why?

Dave Allen at Large used to run between whatever Channel 11 (PBS) ran at 10 PM on Sunday and Doctor Who, which started at 11. Normally the show at 10 was either Monty Python's Flying Circus, or Fawlty Towers; for a while it was The Two Ronnies which was the most unfunny piece of crap I ever did see. They ran Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy for a while.

...but Dave Allen was always in the middle, and I saw each episode so many times it stopped being funny. There weren't all of that many of them to begin with.

And one of the sketches showed people in church, with the choir singing:
All creatures bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful--
Closeup on the priest, who holds up a can of bug spray:

"Insecto kills them all!"

This is why I was laughing.