Random Thoughts IX (The first 8 were probably better)
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You aren't alone. When Hoiberg left, a week later a signed Hilton magic basketball showed up on our step in the garage. We threw it downstairs, by the jim Walden framed poster (showed up about the same way) and just in front of the Tim Dwight football. So you can see how our family loves him.
I was recently wondering if the Frozen phenomenon would ever die in our house. It has been going on for the past 2.5yrs with various levels of intensity. The highest was when we had one who wore her Anna dress up dress 24/7 where ever we went (the picture on file with the dentist from her first visit is in the Anna dress). We have Frozen Barbies, Build A Bears, various smaller dolls, towels, blankets, dishes, shoes--you name it. Just got another set of Anna/Elsa ornaments from grandma which brings the total number of Frozen ornaments on the tree to 6 I think.
There's this cool little thing on your dash that has a needle that points to "F", "E", and a number of points in-between...
ik the low gas light didn't turn on so I thought I was good but I guess I wasn't. And it was 4 degrees out at the time so I freezing my ass offThere's this cool little thing on your dash that has a needle that points to "F", "E", and a number of points in-between...
Pro-tip from someone who's been driving over twice as long as you've been alive:
We used to call those "idiot lights". Get your info from your gauges; they're much more reliable. By the time the light comes on, you're on fumes.
And you don't want to be walking at oh-dark-thirty when it's 4 degrees out, right?
Me, either.
Pretty much have the luxury of avoiding rush hour these days or electing to stay home if weather is bad. Problem is that if you go anywhere, at anytime, in any weather, the traffic will be bad here. Throw in perpetual road construction and it's a total cluster.
Wife just E-mailed me a pic of a co-worker that is trying to find a good home for her Malamute pups.
You sound like CWW#2.
I would always drive past the fuel warning light and it drove her crazy (crazier?). Never did run out of gas with her along. I am probably even worse now with the car computers that calc how many miles you have left...countdown 15, 10, 5....Actually, running out of gas is my earliest memory. Was with my dad as a very small tyke, at night between Strawberry Point and Manchester. Just remember the dark and walking towards the big yellow Shell sign. Only true memory of anything before kindergarten. Probably some deep-seated Freudian thing going on here where I am attempted to relive that because we know I am mad as a hatter.
I did it once on my way home from college. I was trying to make it to Cherokee and I ended up running out about 100 feet from the gas station. Luckily, I was able to put it in neutral and coast right up to the pump.
I think I only ended up putting a couple gallons in my car to make it the remaining 30 miles. My parents had a tank on their farm and I was being a cheap college student.
It was a learning experience. It's never happened again.
That's not running out of gas, that's accurately estimating the amount of gas you'll need until you get to that specific gas pump. Well done.
Like when you pull up to the pump near Backbone State Park in your MGB and hear a clicking from the back and realize it's the fuel pump "pumping" air. And, no, there is no longer a store/station there at what used to be called Forestville.
And, yes, I am bored this morning.
Elmer had a bad float in the tank. The gauge was all over the place, and would go up and down WHILE I was driving. I calculated fuel using trip mileage: at 300, I'd best be getting my butt to a gas station (275 in the winter when I would warm the car up before driving it).You sound like CWW#2.
Actually, running out of gas is my earliest memory. Was with my dad as a very small tyke, at night between Strawberry Point and Manchester. Just remember the dark and walking towards the big yellow Shell sign. Only true memory of anything before kindergarten. Probably some deep-seated Freudian thing going on here where I am attempted to relive that because we know I am mad as a hatter.
PapaLew has managed to run out of gas at least once in pretty much every vehicle we've owned. He's like you - he likes to test the limits (usually to his detriment).
my previous car had the gas gauge quit working at some point and would only ever go to half full. Learned to start watching by the mileage. Forgot to tell friend who needed to borrow car to drive to MPLS from Ames one weekend. I knew tank was full but he got back and was like, CG, I tried filling your car twice and it still won't go to full. Oh, whoops. But thanks for the extra gas!
In my new car, I go til the mileage estimate is "----" and then drive a wee bit more. I'm always afraid I'll run out and then I can only get like 18.6 gals in a 20 gal tank. Then I'm like I KNEW I could have gone another 20 miles or so!
In my new car, I go til the mileage estimate is "----" and then drive a wee bit more. I'm always afraid I'll run out and then I can only get like 18.6 gals in a 20 gal tank. Then I'm like I KNEW I could have gone another 20 miles or so!
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