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dv8
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dv8
2 years ago

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Fatwa Arbuckle: Misanthropologist

Happy “Captain Howdy Says ‘Feed The Cats!'” Thursday, GN!

Hi, dv8 (and Harper!!1!)!

Glad the SoCal rains will be ending tonight and that there’s a week-plus of no precipitation in the forecast. What a fun work-week it’s been…

Sure seems like more and more people have decided they’ve had enough of the Bat Flu bullshit, which I suspect is what’s actually driving the latest policy changes…like only quarantining for five days instead of ten after a positive test while being asymptomatic.

All of that beautiful, draconian control just slipping through our politicians’ fingers…

It’s “The Science”; trust it!

Jim -- who was around a bunch of folks who tested poz for COVID over Christmas -- got sick while he was in TX. Received his lab results yesterday and it’s just a bad cold…and he was feeling a lot better as of last night.

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Because I’m tasteless and disrespectful:

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Fatwa Arbuckle: Misanthropologist

Kilted one last thread for 2021; woooo!

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Just Sven
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2 years ago

This has been the heaviest rain I can remember. We picked up another 5 inches since last night. Right now, it’s drizzling and expected to stop in a few hours with clearing the next couple of days.

Glad Jim is doing OK.

Paddy O'Furnijur
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2 years ago

Sure Happy It’s Thursday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, dv8 (and Harper!), and Fatwa!

Fatwa -- glad that you and the rest of JimCo will get a break so you can actually get some work done, instead of just plugging leaks.

I read the other day that the CDC is also recommending that you don’t take a COVID test after your 5-day quarantine because -- get this -- you can still test positive up to 12 freakin’ weeks after you are no longer capable of transmitting the virus. I wonder how many “cases” of COVID were due to the government’s insistence that we use a test (PCR) for something it was never intended for?

Paddy O'Furnijur
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2 years ago

Last night’s tale of woe:

Mrs. Paddy and I were driving home from float decorating about 11:30 last night. Rain was light-to-moderate and we ran into a CHP traffic break. We were near the front and could see that the cause was a multi-vehicle accident with vehicles on both sides of the freeway, fire and EMS blocking the left three lanes, and another vehicle and tow truck blocking the right lane. There were no shoulders on either side. I could tell this was going to be a long wait, so after a few minutes I turned off my engine. About 15 minutes later I turned the radio on and used the windshield wipers on occasion to monitor progress. When the CHP unit started to move, I tried to start my car, only to find that I had a dead battery. I put on my emergency flashers and called AAA. The automated system wanted to know what city we were in. HellifIknow. We were on the southbound 57, 0.5 miles north of Imperial Ave, but they wanted the frickin city! They said they’d send out a tow truck in about 45 minutes. Great! I’m stuck in the number two lane of a freeway with no bloody shoulders that is soon to be swamped with vehicles anxious to exit the traffic stoppage that they are in. Mrs. Paddy called 911. They were busy. Traffic started moving all around us. After a few minutes on hold with 911 (your call is very important to us), I grabbed my phone and called. I managed to get through. The dispatcher notified the CHP, asked if we had contacted roadside assistance, and told us to stay in whatever place we felt safest. Safest? I’d feel safest at home! I have two choices: 1) stay in my vehicle, hope my batter has enough power to keep the emergency flashers going and hope everyone is able to veer around me; or B) open my doors onto a busy freeway and play frogger across three lanes, then scramble over a k-rail to safety. To say that we were concerned would be an understatement.

The tow truck arrived about 25 minutes after we called and there was a miraculous break in traffic that allowed us to scramble into the cab of the tow truck. A couple more such breaks allowed the tow truck driver a chance to pull my vehicle onto the flatbed and get down the road to where there was a shoulder he could pull off onto and finish securing my vehicle.

After we explained the trouble with my vehicle to the tow truck driver, he got off at the next exit and pulled into a parking lot to try to jump start my battery and check that the alternator was working properly. Problem: his portable battery pack needed charging. Solution: another tow truck from his company was at the gas station in the shopping center we had pulled into. We used that driver’s battery pack to jump start my car. The alternator was working fine, so we drove home. This morning I got up and replaced the battery in my car.

I think I might invest in a few of those portable jump-start devices that Sven mentioned. One for each of my sons and one each for Mrs. Paddy and I.

dv8
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dv8
2 years ago

wow! what a harrowing adventure. I’m glad you are both okay.

Just Sven
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2 years ago

“Harrowing” is an apt description. Glad you got out of it OK. Those portable jumper units are gold, but man, using it in the conditions you described would have soiled my pants.

Just Sven
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2 years ago

Well, for whatever reason, I can now access teh wheel again.

Just Sven
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2 years ago

Got the paperwork done on my Kimber this afternoon -- took about 90 minutes. The guy behind the counter told me to remember what state I was in and if uncertain of an answer, just pick the most anti-gun choice.The test was the typical CA bs, but I got 30 out of 30 right. None of the questions were as outlandish as the practice question I found online the other day.

Here’s a weird thing. Me, Mrs Sven, and the counter guy are talking about the rain and just chatting. Where we live comes up and we say the east end of town up in the hills. He says he lives in the same area. We say we live on XXXX street; he says he lives on XXXX street. Where? At the top of the hill. Me and Mrs Sven look at each other. Wait a minute -- we live at the top of the hill. Turns out he’s renting a room from the woman across the street -- moved in about 2 months ago. I’d seen him around to say hi, but didn’t recognize him.

Just Sven
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2 years ago
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Indeed. And probably not a bad thing to have a neighbor that works in a gun store when ammunition is is such short supply. Heh.