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General | Posted 13 years ago So, I'm a goddamned wizard
And I've had the oppertunity to ride a kitted puch maxi
The difference between a Kitted tuned motobecane and a kitted tuned maxi is as follows:
The Motobecane is like a Rubenesque french lady with good manners who makes love to you all afternoon on a silk Divan, with a side table laden with grapes and cheese.
The Puch is like a short 90 pound, angular german lady who seems shy at first, until you're suddenly tied up in her basement, she's yelling things at you in german and she's dressed in a leather librarian fetish outfit.
Also, I'm a wizard because I basically walked into my moped mechanic's shop today, identified the problem he was having in about 30 seconds, took some measurements, declared the cylinder head that the customer had purchased was garbage, grabbed a different head, cut the proper measurements freehand with a dremel, slapped it on there and transformed the bike from something that barely ran, into the aforementioned insane german lady
And I've had the oppertunity to ride a kitted puch maxi
The difference between a Kitted tuned motobecane and a kitted tuned maxi is as follows:
The Motobecane is like a Rubenesque french lady with good manners who makes love to you all afternoon on a silk Divan, with a side table laden with grapes and cheese.
The Puch is like a short 90 pound, angular german lady who seems shy at first, until you're suddenly tied up in her basement, she's yelling things at you in german and she's dressed in a leather librarian fetish outfit.
Also, I'm a wizard because I basically walked into my moped mechanic's shop today, identified the problem he was having in about 30 seconds, took some measurements, declared the cylinder head that the customer had purchased was garbage, grabbed a different head, cut the proper measurements freehand with a dremel, slapped it on there and transformed the bike from something that barely ran, into the aforementioned insane german lady
Spring fever etc
General | Posted 13 years agoTohri: It's like you have a rare and unique widget (Car, gun, etc) that's totally awesome in every way but you can never goddamn find any parts for it and nobody knows what it is
Tohri: And even the communities that revolve around that kinda thing don't know what you're looking for OR the pieces are so valuable that nobody ever parts with them
Tohri: Socially well adjusted furry gamer girls with minimal amounts of crazy and no baggage are so in demand I should see if I can start manufacturing them
Tohri: And even the communities that revolve around that kinda thing don't know what you're looking for OR the pieces are so valuable that nobody ever parts with them
Tohri: Socially well adjusted furry gamer girls with minimal amounts of crazy and no baggage are so in demand I should see if I can start manufacturing them
Dragon+Moped VS Hipster+Mustang:
General | Posted 13 years agoTag team matchup of the century.
No, no, the mustang won, got me a bad case of sausage leg. The bike's okay though, needs some parts bent back to where they belong.
Not that I'd reccomend it to anyone, but getting T-boned by a car is one of the most unique experiences I've ever had. Thankfully nothing's broken, but I'm pretty bashed up.
Still, there's something poetic about getting Tboned on a Moped outside a bar named "Rasputin's", getting up and walking away.
No, no, the mustang won, got me a bad case of sausage leg. The bike's okay though, needs some parts bent back to where they belong.
Not that I'd reccomend it to anyone, but getting T-boned by a car is one of the most unique experiences I've ever had. Thankfully nothing's broken, but I'm pretty bashed up.
Still, there's something poetic about getting Tboned on a Moped outside a bar named "Rasputin's", getting up and walking away.
5 'sona (Di)Simmilarities meme
General | Posted 14 years agoLet's do this thing.
1: We both share body shape pretty closely, he's just bigger overall.
2: We're both Engineers. He's just got a more fun job.
3: We're both wildly eccentric personalities, with a lot of Tenth doctor style ramblings.
4: We both love art and music far in excess of our actual abilities in those regards. Both cases, it's genetic.
5: We both have a bad caffiene problem, again, genetic. But we do our best work after a liter of mountain dew.
A: Tohri is athletic and in much better shape than I am, even by Iro standards. (Big surprise)
B: I'm probably a lot more malicious and crafty than he is by a wide margin. Manipulative and attentive too.
C: Dispite being a herm, he's less sexually active than I am, and less 'Gay' overall. (Not that I'm that gay to begin with. You know who you are.)
D: As far as social behavior, he's narrower than I am, less outgoing and quiter socially in general. Bordering on social recluse/Awkward with girls.
E: I'm also better rounded in terms of world knowledge/skill set, but not as talented at fabrication and design. And if you know me, that's saying something.
1: We both share body shape pretty closely, he's just bigger overall.
2: We're both Engineers. He's just got a more fun job.
3: We're both wildly eccentric personalities, with a lot of Tenth doctor style ramblings.
4: We both love art and music far in excess of our actual abilities in those regards. Both cases, it's genetic.
5: We both have a bad caffiene problem, again, genetic. But we do our best work after a liter of mountain dew.
A: Tohri is athletic and in much better shape than I am, even by Iro standards. (Big surprise)
B: I'm probably a lot more malicious and crafty than he is by a wide margin. Manipulative and attentive too.
C: Dispite being a herm, he's less sexually active than I am, and less 'Gay' overall. (Not that I'm that gay to begin with. You know who you are.)
D: As far as social behavior, he's narrower than I am, less outgoing and quiter socially in general. Bordering on social recluse/Awkward with girls.
E: I'm also better rounded in terms of world knowledge/skill set, but not as talented at fabrication and design. And if you know me, that's saying something.
A day in the life of a Tohri.
General | Posted 16 years agoTohri is busily taking items off the shelves of the Cumberland Farms convienience store where he works, wiping the invisable dust off the shelves, and putting the items back on.
The Nihilist speaks.
"The advertizing on these products never ceases to astound. "Better taste!", "New and improved!", "More active ingredient!", "A whole serving of vegetables!" That last one is a can of Chef boyardee Beefaroni."
The Objectivist appears, and both watch for a while as Tohri gets to the dried pasta and checks the dates. The spaghetti expires two years and four months from tomorrow.
The Objectivist speaks.
"People expect to be told by the product they are buying that they made a good choice buying it. Never mind the can of beefaroni they bought on the basis of the proclaimation that it's as good as a fresh carrot or two has two tablespoons of salt in it, and as much fat as a couple of pop tarts."
The Nihilist considers for a moment as Tohri steps aside to let a customer grab a roll of toilet paper. The toilet paper costs more than an average day's wage in 34 countries.
"P. T. Barnum said it best. Clearly people are the problem, present company included. There's no saving the unwilling, no helping the suicidal. I motion to cut to the chase and build a doomsday device. Has tristan's girlfriend gotten her Viropathology degree yet?"
The Objectivist takes his time pondering this broad statement.
"I for one don't feel like destroying the world simply because that's where I keep all my stuff. Stuff is important, it makes us feel like our lives have meaning. So I suppose we could ask Kelly if she feels like slapping together a mutant strain of toenail fungus to kill everybody."
The Nihilist grins, a blue moon occassion.
"Never see it coming, a killer toenail fungus. Less credable than global warming causing an ice age. It'd take everyone by surprise. Have to start it in Englant, everyone expects rampant diseases to come from the third world. The british would be an ideal incubator."
The objectivist raises his hand, as Tohri moves off to answer the new girl's questions about the lottery machine.
"Seconded, motion passed. How can anyone ever get anything done with such polarized voices like 'good' and 'Evil' making their decisions for them? I should put the blame on modern politics, Though we seem to get by just fine with a two party system. Next order of business is... Hm.. Exestential quandries in the field of compulsive gamblers. Oh, this should be fun."
The nihilist snorts.
"No, it won't."
The objectivist frowns.
"So Sorry, I forgot You don't believe in fun."
The Nihilist speaks.
"The advertizing on these products never ceases to astound. "Better taste!", "New and improved!", "More active ingredient!", "A whole serving of vegetables!" That last one is a can of Chef boyardee Beefaroni."
The Objectivist appears, and both watch for a while as Tohri gets to the dried pasta and checks the dates. The spaghetti expires two years and four months from tomorrow.
The Objectivist speaks.
"People expect to be told by the product they are buying that they made a good choice buying it. Never mind the can of beefaroni they bought on the basis of the proclaimation that it's as good as a fresh carrot or two has two tablespoons of salt in it, and as much fat as a couple of pop tarts."
The Nihilist considers for a moment as Tohri steps aside to let a customer grab a roll of toilet paper. The toilet paper costs more than an average day's wage in 34 countries.
"P. T. Barnum said it best. Clearly people are the problem, present company included. There's no saving the unwilling, no helping the suicidal. I motion to cut to the chase and build a doomsday device. Has tristan's girlfriend gotten her Viropathology degree yet?"
The Objectivist takes his time pondering this broad statement.
"I for one don't feel like destroying the world simply because that's where I keep all my stuff. Stuff is important, it makes us feel like our lives have meaning. So I suppose we could ask Kelly if she feels like slapping together a mutant strain of toenail fungus to kill everybody."
The Nihilist grins, a blue moon occassion.
"Never see it coming, a killer toenail fungus. Less credable than global warming causing an ice age. It'd take everyone by surprise. Have to start it in Englant, everyone expects rampant diseases to come from the third world. The british would be an ideal incubator."
The objectivist raises his hand, as Tohri moves off to answer the new girl's questions about the lottery machine.
"Seconded, motion passed. How can anyone ever get anything done with such polarized voices like 'good' and 'Evil' making their decisions for them? I should put the blame on modern politics, Though we seem to get by just fine with a two party system. Next order of business is... Hm.. Exestential quandries in the field of compulsive gamblers. Oh, this should be fun."
The nihilist snorts.
"No, it won't."
The objectivist frowns.
"So Sorry, I forgot You don't believe in fun."
A day in the life of an Engineer Dragon.
General | Posted 16 years ago Today was messed up royal.
8AM: Mom is sloshed and I need to get Kaye to work. Commence shoveling 1/8 mile driveway.
10AM: Return home from Fairhaven to lakeville. Mom is even more sloshed. Mom blows up at me, saying all sorts of nasty stuff. I go out and basically show my dad how to fix his snow blower. I then head back here to grab a nap before work.
130PM: Come back to the main house to find no snowblowing has been done, and a Lakeville police officer is in our house. My dad explains that mom has been arrested after apparently setting part of her room on fire and nearly breaking his jaw with a diet coke can.
2:30PM Arrive to work to find out that we're all out of Gasoline, Bread, The holiday 2$ ticket, and all the sandwiches.
11:00PM: Arrive home to find STILL no snowblowing has been done. Park car at end of drive and shovel path from driveway to Garage. At this point, I have done by hand what usually takes an hour or so with a machine.
11:45PM: Finally get home, Lug 5 gallon jug to top of stairs, open creatively and plumb with part of my winemaking racking cane apparatus to make a very effective water dispenser.
8AM: Mom is sloshed and I need to get Kaye to work. Commence shoveling 1/8 mile driveway.
10AM: Return home from Fairhaven to lakeville. Mom is even more sloshed. Mom blows up at me, saying all sorts of nasty stuff. I go out and basically show my dad how to fix his snow blower. I then head back here to grab a nap before work.
130PM: Come back to the main house to find no snowblowing has been done, and a Lakeville police officer is in our house. My dad explains that mom has been arrested after apparently setting part of her room on fire and nearly breaking his jaw with a diet coke can.
2:30PM Arrive to work to find out that we're all out of Gasoline, Bread, The holiday 2$ ticket, and all the sandwiches.
11:00PM: Arrive home to find STILL no snowblowing has been done. Park car at end of drive and shovel path from driveway to Garage. At this point, I have done by hand what usually takes an hour or so with a machine.
11:45PM: Finally get home, Lug 5 gallon jug to top of stairs, open creatively and plumb with part of my winemaking racking cane apparatus to make a very effective water dispenser.
