Saturday, August 21, 2010

Sometimes I forget what it's all about

It's not all about working on motors, and responsibilties of fatherhood.....
There's more to life than that.
It's also about PITBULLS... Like Brody here.
And motorcycle trips, Like this one
And HOT BROADS.

Okay, now that's cleared up. back to business as usual.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Anything on two wheels

So, as is plain to see, I've been working on scooters mostly, and not much else.  I've admittedly not been out hustling up business as much as I should be the past couple weeks (and no, it's not cause I'm too busy fucking around with the computer). I've been out running around to make sure we've got all the utility records to prove I'm a resident, getting the health and immunization records sent in from out of state, then getting new ones from in state doctors. Along with the shoes, clothes, pack, etc. for my daughter's school.

Anyway, now that's sorted out. I'll get paid this weekend, and be back in business. And I'm not complaining about the scooters, I'd just like to get some more work comin through, that's all... and I miss the bikes

like this CRF, these are wild little motors. I'd like one of these.
Or a 2stoke 250, hell yes... 250cc and can you say wheelie?

Dirt, street, metric, HD, Bring it.

Okay, I feel better now... And there's a fight happening in the next room..... I'd better go see to that

Friday, August 6, 2010

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2 stroke hippiness

Concerning Hack Jobs

First of all, I've done this. Everybody I know whose ever been in a motor has done this. But the thing I think everyone whose bubble gum and bailing wired something together has learned is that this WILL fail. And, if if anything else ever goes wrong (which, if you've hacked a lot of stuff, will happen) you never know what the actual cause or issue is until you gone through, checked, and usually redone half of the hack jobs. Now sometimes you've just gotta get it done and moving with whatever you've got available. Okay, that's just the world we live in. But I'm not talking about emergency field surgery. I'm talking about wiring harnesses wrapped in masking tape, exhaust mounted with coat hangers, using zip ties as hose clamps. People doing this at home, or even in a shop. When it would only take a little longer, maybe a few dollars more, some research, maybe even (god forbid) a phone call to someone who really knows.

Now, if you and only you are the only one who is ever going to be servicing your machine then do it however you damn well please. Though I'd say (just an opinion) that doing it right will make for less headaches. Also, you need to be damn certain of, and totally commited to never having anyone else ever work on your stuff. Because if, after hackin and hacking and hacking some more, you just have to take it in, it's a royal pain in the ass! For the mechanic, who has to sort through all the wild shit that's been done, it's a time sucking, ass fucking exercise in "what the fuck?". For the owner, it takes a lot longer, and costs more. In the end, nobody's happy. 

Now I'm not saying "dont mess with your machines."  And I definitely won't say that I never hacked my own shit beyond recognition, cause I have, and I paid for it.  Even if you're sure it'll work (which it may) look it up, read a book, call a shop, ask "how do I do this?". 

As you learn the right way to do it, go back and fix the roadside bandages. It'll work better, it'll look better, and you'll have one less thing to worry about.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Society of women

So, today was registration for public school. A crowded elementaty school cafeteria packed with civically dutiful, appropriately outfitted and morally superior women there to ensure that their children's entitlment to tax dollars is documented and irrefutable.... Then it happened, the door swung open, and brazenly, like it had every right to be there, a man walked in.  Visibly tattoed, standing there in an untucked shirt, with hair poking out of the neck and a ball cap that couldn't entirely cover the bandana holding back the untrimmed hair on his head. Not even the humility to wear a pair of golf slacks, he came in with one pup in his left arm, on clinging to his belt, and one two steps ahead carrying her folder full of documentation.

We navigated the lines, presented our papers and took our seats to fill out more paper amidst females that regarded us with a range of shock, adoration, pity and total disdain... Especially when my son took a fall, getting his knock on the head for the day, and my response did not include the expected about of hysteria.  Eventually, after what must have been wildly amusing to all witnesses, we got it done and made our exit.

Now, this is a bit dramatized. And I'm pretty comfortable with standing out in a good cross section of crowds.. espicially when the kids are with me.  But I'm serious. I didn't see any other men there, and these women all seemed to wonder just what the hell I thought I was doing there.

The inner monologue went something like this
Yes bitch. I have kids

Yes bitch. They've all got the same mom.

Yes bitch. I take care of them.

Yes bitch. I give a shit

No bitch. I'm not applying for free food (here anyway)

Yes bitch. I'll be happy to check out your husbands mower/ trimmer so you can stop bitching at the poor bastard about that and move on to something else.

Yes bitch. Those tits are worth every damn dime.

Have a nice day.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Tecumseh 6.5 hp


So this fella brings me his mower,
Me: "What's the trouble?"
Him: "Well, the fuel screen is clogged I think."
Me: "What's it doing?"
Him: "Well, it's not idling right. And it bogs out and dies everytime it's under load."
Me: "But it starts?"
Him: "Well...... It's really hard."
"Okay, I'll take care of it"
"Alright, lemme know if you need a new filter or screen."

It won't start, plug is bad.
Carb needs cleaned
Governors caked with debris and sticking.

CHANGE YOUR PLUGS FREQUENTLY, KEEP YOUR MACHINES CLEAN, USE FUEL STABILIZER.