So, um, yeah.

Finally got the speakers into the PartsMobile. DANG, what a difference!!

I was gonna toss a powered sub into the trunk. Don't need to. Most awesome sounds.

So, all that it really needs to be a sweet ride is to get the windows tinted, and get the rims I got for it on. Next Wednesday, it goes in for a remote starter.

Xmas 2005 is over. W00t. I got some kewl tools from PartsDad, and the rest of it was clothes.

I also got a kewl framed pic of my neice and nephew. Too cool.


So, I got myself some toys for Xmas. I went out and got a couple CDs, and the first season of Airwolf on DVD. I saw a DVD box set of Tour of Duty, but it was like, $100 or something. Someday I'll get that one. I'd LOVE to get the Sopranos on DVD, but DAMN, do they want blood for 'em. Another 'Someday' purchase.

I also ordered a PS2 game called Splashdown: Rides Gone Wild. It's a Jetski racing game, which brings the awesome. I found it used for like, 12 bucks. Score!!

Sometime in 2006, Criterion Games will be releasing " Black " for the PS2. From the trailers I've downloaded from GameTrailers.com, this will be the BEST First Person Shooter EVER!! I'm eagerly awaiting the release, hopefully in the 1st quarter of '06.

Well, I don't feel like posting anymore tonight. So, I'm not gonna.

Fabbo Babe of the Week.

I know I promised a FBW...and I deliver:


Again, I will only refer to her by an initial.


S is the most fabulous Mistress of Mixology I know. The pic doesn't do her justice.

(try talking her into 'better' ones!!- PartsGuy Research Staff)

Quiet down, you schmendricks!!! Jeesh!!

Anyways, she's also the smartest, as she won't have anything to do with me. (laugh)

Anyhoo, congrats, S, on being named FBW!!

W00t!!!

Tunes are in

(BGM: Chris Thomas King: Red Shoes)





I got the tunes installed in the PartsMobile finally. One of my commercial accounts had a lil run of bad luck, wound up in the hosp with colon problems. We sent him some epoxy, told him to use it, then he'd be the perfect asshole!!


Yeah, we're a twisted sack of bastards.

Anyways, I knew that the guy's kid played around with car stereo stuff, so I had him put in the gear, doin my lil bit to help out.

He did a kickass job, too. He even ran the cord for the cd changer remote under the carpet. Frickin awesome.


I shoulda done this a long time ago. It's SO frickin nice to NOT have to listen to the local DJs try and be funny. Also, the CD changer I THOUGHT was a 6 disc unit, turned out to be a 10 CD unit. Also, it plays home burned CDs no problem!! Score!! The CD deck I picked out plays MP3s also, so I got MAAAAAAAAAAAAD tuneage, yo.

Now, I just gotta find time to slam the speakers in. Maybe if my day off's nice 'n warm I'll give it a shot.


I haven't gotten around to emailing my choice for FBW yet. I'm a terrible person. I'm cute though.

101st post. w00t.

(BGM: Theme from Hill Street Blues)



Yeah, so I said I was gonna try posting 3 times a week.

Didn't happen.

The powers that be at work decided to promote my crazy ass to assistant manager. Lord help us all.

So, I've been working a lot more than usual. 50+ hours a week. My day off usually consists of sleep.

I DO have a Fabbo Babe of the Week picked out. I just need her permisssion to post up a pic.


I got the new tuneage for the PartsMobile. I just need to find time and a garage to install the stuff.

I managed to get all my Xmas shopping done in one trip!! That was VERY kewl. I also managed to spend less than I'd budgeted. Your humble PartsGuy is a sucker for a bargain.

I've only bought myself a couple of presents so far. I splurged and bought the first season of Emergency! on DVD. I plan on having time to watch 'em someday.

100th post!!

So, what Creamy Goodness do I have planned?? That's right!! Another goofy Quiz thinger!!

You Are A: Bear Cub!

Bears are strong and independent creatures who roam in the forest in search of food. Bears are usually gentle, but anger one and be prepared for their full fury! You're big, you're tough, you won't back down from a fight, you have a bit of a temper -- classic attributes of a bear. Intelligent and resourceful, though lazy at times, you are a fascinating creature of the wild.

You were almost a: Kitten or a Duck
You are least like a: Chipmunk or a SquirrelWhat Cute Animal Are You?

Grrrrr, baby, grrrrr.


I'll post up something else in a while. I'm gonna hop in the shower and steam myself silly.

I liked this one.

Amen, Calvin.


So, tonight was a fairly good night. I came home from work, and whomped up a steak dinner real quicklike. 'Twas very good. That got me to thinkin about stuff I like.

I like big rear-wheel drive sedans. As far as I'm concerned, there's no better way to see the USA than from behind the wheel of a nice, big cruise machine that'll roll all day long at 85 mph without breaking a sweat. The effect just isn't the same with a minivan.

I like leering at looking at gorgeous womenfolk. I'm a guy. I make no apologies for it. If you think that's wrong, you're either a complete moron, or you're a woman who resembles Roger Ebert, but with a crappier personality. Whichever. Pretty ladies= GOOD.

I like guns. Especially machine guns. There are few things more fun than emptying an MP5 machine gun into a target. Unless, of course, you move from the MP5 to a Tommy gun. Then, finish up your range time by shooting off a few mags of .45 caliber ammo. That is what I like to call Big Dirty Fun. Guns= GOOD.


I like cheeseburgers. Great, big greasy cheeseburgers. Slap a chunk of pepper cheese on there, slam it onto a plate with a whole bunch of greasy fries, wash it down with a tasty beverage of your choice, and you have a meal fit for a king, provided that king isn't a foo-foo nancyboy.

Now that I think about it, if it mooed, oinked or clucked while it was alive, chances are pretty good that I'll eat it. Meat= GOOD.

I like dogs. I REALLY like Labrador retrievers. As far as I'm concerned, they're the best all-around dogs to have. Patient, friendly, and loyal. Good qualities in a dog.

I like watching stuff get blown up. I built quite a few models as a kid, and quite a few of those models met their demise by firecracker. If there's a show on the TV dealing with demolishing buildings with explosives, I'm there. Blowing stuff up= GOOD.


Now, you may have noticed, there're no pictures of hot women driving big rear-wheel drive sedans, eating cheeseburgers with their black Labs while shooting machine guns and blowing stuff up. There's a simple reason for it. You just can't combine so much awesomeness into one photo session. If you did, guys looking at the pictures would look at them, and just seeing that would make our noggins explode with joy, and there'd be brains and stuff all over the place, and people'd get all crabby and stuff.


I should probably cover things I think are bad.


FWD econoboxes= Bad. I just plain don't like em.

I don't like women who resemble Roger Ebert.

Need I say more?

I don't like tofu. WTF??

I don't like poodles. About the only purpose I see for 'em is snacks for a python.


I don't like Bed & Breakfast places. The idea of spending the night in the same building as a bunch of yuppie morons, AND being willing to spend a bunch of money doing it is just too horrible to think of. Yucko.


So, imagine, if you will, a poor guy being stuck with his wife who looks like Roger Ebert in a crappy FWD econobox staying in a B&B that has poodles, and serves tofu for breakfast.

Frightening, isn't it?? And you guys KNOW that even if the guy was your worst enemy, you'd feel totally sorry for him, as no man should have to be subject to such torture.


So, I think I shall summarize for you.

RWD sedans, pretty women, cheeseburgers, guns, labs, and explosions= GOOD.

Crappy FWD econoboxes, women who resemble Roger Ebert, tofu, poodles, and bed & breakfast tours= BAD!!


With that, I shall take my leave. Next post will be my 100th post. I'll have to come up with something good for that, methinks.

Why is it?

(BGM: "Exodus"; Bob Marley)


Why is it...

Stupid commercials make me want to call the company and say " You know, that commercial of yours is SO ****ing stupid, it makes me want to take hostages!!" Why??


Perhaps I need to get lucky should start getting more sleep.


The system I picked for the PartsMobile is here. Hopefully I'll get more than a day off sometime soon so I can slap the thing in.


I'm also looking forward to having Turkey Day off. I plan to sleep. A lot. I should be adventurous the day after and go shopping, but getting whacked in the ass by lil old ladies' shopping carts doesn't really appeal to me.

Amazingly, they get REAL pissed when you put the boot to their shopping carts after they've hit you for the 5th time. No sense of humor on them old broads, I'm here to tellya.


That's all ya get tonight. I'm too tired to write more. Still workin on a new Fabbo Babe of the Week, however, I've made a new rule. No followers of Scientology are eligible. Why? Mainly because I'm freakin SICK of hearing about TomKat, and the fact that I think Scientology is pure bullshit. So, sorry, Kirstie Alley. No FBW love for you. Deal.

I mean, come ON... that Katie chick's like what, 22??? Cripes, I got SCARS older than that!

And why is it that it's ok for ol' Tommy to do a lil cradle robbing, but if your humble PartsGuy were to scope out a hot lil 20 year old, he's a freakin pervert? Sup wit dat?

And for all you younger ladies..remember, us ol' farts know what we're about, if you catch my drift. (evil grin)


So, um, yeah.


More stuff later in the week, if I feel like it.

So, um, yeah.

I was informed today that I don't spend enough time writing blog entries. I hereby promise to TRY to do at least 3 entries a week. But hey, I'm a busy guy.

Recently, my job went through a couple of management changes. The dust has settled, and I'm now the assistant manager. W00t!

Our uniform shirts have recently changed color too, from a godawful red, to another color entirely. Happily, it's a slimming color!! LOL!!

So, your humble PartsGuy ordered all the parts needed to assemble a system for the PartsMobile. Good tunes= lotsa good in a town with a buncha crappy stations. I won't go into too much detail until it's installed, but suffice it to say, it'll be way cool indeed. Toys= good.


So, what else has your humble PartsGuy been doing? Lotsa stuff, mostly working.
Sometimes, I wander over to the liquor store/tavern to flirt outrageously with S, the smartest, loveliest tavern goddess on the planet. I call her the smartest, cause she won't have anything to do with me!! (laughing)

I've also managed to find some stuff I'd like for Xmas. In no particular order:

1)First season of Airwolf on DVD.

2)First season of Emergency! also on DVD (w00t!!). For the longest time, I wanted to be a Paramedic. I blame this show! LOL! When I had cable years ago, TV Land ran an Emergency! marathon. I was in heaven. My roomie just rolled his eyes.

3)One of those vacuum sealer thingies. I'm a lazy guy, hate to cook for just myself. With one of these, I could cook one day a week, and have enough for the week, and just zap some good food for dinner instead of the crap I eat now.

I also decided to join the 21st century and get DSL. Now I can download porno educational films!! w00t!!

I've also gotten a guest blog entry from Pointman, which I shall be posting this week sometime.
It's good stuff.


That's all for now. Fabbo Babe of the Week will return soon, I promise.

I'm William Wallace, baby!!

Which Action Hero Would You Be? v. 2.0
created with QuizFarm.com

Is it just me, or is cranking Dokken's "Paris Is Burning" no end of fun??

I guess I shouldn't be too harsh. There's nothing wrong with France, other than the fact it's full of French people.

So, the other night, I was sitting in Stately PartsGuy Manor, and bored off my ass. For a couple of my friends and I, going to WalMart(aka The Evil Empire) and people watching is about the greatest spectator sport there is. Where else can a guy go and satisfy his fetish for women in sweatpants pushing babies in shopping carts??

Wait...where the hell did THAT come from??

-Told you we'd tell if you didn't feed us regularly!!- PartsGuy Research Staff-

Jeeze. I'm sorry you all had to witness that.

I accidentally fed them twice in one week, because I forgot to mark the calendar, now they expect it all the time.

-Well, DUH!- PGRS-

JEESH!! Next thing you know, they're gonna want some midget porn!! Dammit!!

-Naah, we raided your stash last night- PGRS-


So, THAT'S why there was bread crumbs in..


Errr, Hi.

Ignore what you've read. There's a hacker on my computer, or something, and he's typing all that!! Seriously!! LOOK! CUTE FURRY PUPPIES!!!


Anyways, I've been thinking about the PartsGuy Gimme List(tm), seeing as both Xmas and my B-day are coming up soon. So, for giggles, once it's compiled, I'll post up for your amusement.

More soon, when I feel like it.

What a weekend!!!

Man!! what a lot of crap to talk about!!


First off, my team beat the hated Packers today. a 56 yard field goal in the last 2 seconds won it. I'm happy, but damn, that was the longest 2 seconds in my LIFE!! Now I just need Tony Stewart to win, and it'll be a double play! If I still smoked, I'd be out having a ciggy. As it is, my throat's sore from yelling. Damn, what a game.

During halftime, I got up the ambition to work on the Chris-Craft for a few minutes to finish up some last minute details before tub testing it. I charged a main battery, and added some batts for the servos and speed control, and put it in the tub. IT WORKED!!!

I have to tweak the throttle settings yet, but it works!! Now I just need to get it into the water for a run before the water freezes over. Then I'll start redoing some of the railings and stuff over the winter. I might just put the thing on ebay when I finish it. Haven't decided yet, as usual.


Work is improving by leaps and bounds. The closing procedure itself seemed like a huge hassle, until I actually did it a couple times. We're all still wrestling with the computers, but more often than not now, we're winning.

I joined the stock purchase purchase plan because it seemed like a good idea. Last payday, my deduction was more than enough for 2 shares. So, if my calculations hold true, I should be able to purchase about 5 shares or so a month, depending on stock price.


Saturday morning I dreamed I was playing an awesome drum solo. The solo kept going until I woke up and realized that, no, Neil Peart did NOT move in downstairs and set up a kit and start playing. My next thought was that the crazy drunk bastard who lives downstairs was putting up a picture. It then ocurred to me that CDB only has one hand, so that couldn't be it either.

Later that morning, the culprit revealed himself: 'twas a woodpecker, and he was attempting to make a hole in one of the eaves. I ran back in for one of my airsoft guns, but by the time I got back out, he was gone.

This morning, he returned to do some more expeditionary drilling. I was ready for him, ran and threw some pants on, grabbed a semi-auto airsoft pistol. I opened the door to my deck, and cranked off a few shots near him to scare him off. He hasn't been back yet, but he seems to like to drill early in the morning. If he returns, time for the airsoft rifle. I'm not planning on using a pellet gun on him unless he keeps returning.

Your humble PartsGuy is a bit of a softy, and would prefer to NOT kill said woodpecker. If it encourages him to go elsewhere, say the perfectly good tree in front of Stately PartsGuy Manor, then I'm perfectly okay with that, and we'll both go on our merry way. It's all good.

In PartsMobile news, I found a nice amplifier on Ebay, so I bid on it, and so far I'm high bidder. As with the CD changer, if I win, I win. If not, eh.

Yesterday found me at a local hobby shop, looking at stuff in the display case. I found this:

















Ain't it cool?? I LOVE commercial vehicles from the 50's and 60's, especially the semitrucks and straight trucks. I don't know why. I thought this was gonna be a $60 piece, then I saw the tag read $32.99!! I snapped this bad boy up, you betcha. It was made by First Gear*, who make EXCELLENT models. I was surprised to find it that cheap.

You should go to Smallest Minority and read this post .

You'll laugh. I did.


Well, I think I'm going to shut up for now. Dinnertime is fast approaching.


Maybe some more boat stuff later this week.

Finally, Friday got here!!!

The last couple of days have found your humble PartsGuy scampering around the shop, placing new price labels here and there like some sort of bizarre redshirted Johnny Appleseed. Ordinarily, this'd be no biggie, but the labels they use are just a smidgen smaller than the tag holders on the shelves. I've gone through enough Scotch* tape to hogtie an elephant.

I won the CD changer I'd bid on, so the PartsMobile shall soon have some new sounds. I got the changer for 30 bucks, and got absolutely HOSED on shipping. I'll still have saved about $150 on the price of a new one, though. I'm planning on assembling all the stuff I wanna put in, and then have a nice lil weekend thrash puttin all the stuff in. Pictures will be snapped, and I even might post a couple. I need to do some more research into a couple of things before I make final decisions. I have a buddy who's pretty handy with woodworking, so a sub box won't be a problem, if I get that crazy.


Tomorrow, I get to go pick up a car for a lil wash and wax job. That's a good thing, as it means another $50 into the PartsGuy PWC Fund. Woohoo!

This weekend, I'm hoping to get the Chris-Craft model into the water for some testing. I haven't decided if I'm going to keep it. I've started to lose interest in the r/c boat thing, mostly cause the company changing hands has taken up a big portion of my time. If I do put it on ebay, I hopefully won't lose my butt on it.

That's all for now.

Someone IM'ed me, demanding that I bring the funny this weekend. I'll try.

I was bored, so I hit Blogthings.

You Are Somewhat Machiavellian

You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead... But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself. You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place. You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!

How Machiavellian Are You?

Tuesday. Woohoo.

So, the PartsDad came up for a visit last weekend, which is always a cool thing.

PartsDad has himself a VERY nice toy, a Nikon* digital SLR camera. I'm jealous. I might have to add one to my Xmas list

I also got to ride a Honda* ATV this weekend. Not too horrible, except for the manual transmission. Your humble PartsGuy MUCH prefers not to have to shift. Call me lazy.

I have a new thing to list that really annoys me. What is it with people who insist on getting into the express lane with more than 10 items??? Seriously, that's just plain rude. I'm standing in line with PartsBro's girlfriend, and this broad gets in front of us with like, 20 items. Grr. There's an older lady in front of her who's not moving very rapidly, which is fine. 20 item broad gets her crap unloaded, gets her total, AND THEN STARTS TO WRITE A FREAKING CHECK!!!!!!!

OK, this irritates me to no end. This chick had a good 5 minutes in which to write the check except for the total, but NOOOOOO. This is the reason I use a check card.


OK, I lied. There's something else that annoys me. WHY is it some people absolutely MUST walk down the center of the traffic lane in parking lots?? And while they're doing this, they're glaring at you trying to get by them? MOVE YOUR ASS TO THE SIDE, DAMMIT!!! Jeeeeeeeeze. Maybe next time I'll creep right up behind the moron and lay on the horn. My brother drives a large wrecker, and people do it to him too. I'd run em over, but it's so damned messy to wash the blood 'n stuff off the car.


Speaking of cars, the PartsMobile is coming along nicely in the Pimp My Sedan contest. I think the boss may have lost interest, or he's sandbagging. PartsBro donated some speakers to the cause, so I saved $170 there. Next weekend, I hope to get some of the lenses tinted with the spray tint I bought. I'm currently winning an ebay auction for a 10 disc CD changer, so if all goes well, that'll find its way into the PartsMobile. All the stuff I plan on doing tuneswise will fit in stock locations, as I'm philosophically opposed to cutting up a car for a stereo. Also, the idea of a stealthy system has its merits.


Not much else is happening. The new company's procedures are a wee bit different than what I'm used to, but I'm adjusting. It's all good!!




Thought for the day:

It takes 27 muscles to frown, but only 7 to pull the trigger on a decent sniper rifle.

*NOTE* The preceeding statement was intended as humor, nothing else. Don't get yer undies in a bunch. Thank you.

One of those weeks.

So, my company got snapped up by a bigger company. That's good, gets me a better bennies plan, stuff like that.

Also, I joked about wanting to be Safety & Training coordinator.

Shoulda kept my mouth shut. I'm supposed to get a lil extra in the pay envelope, might actually make it worth the extra trouble.

I'm gonna end up spendin some time this weekend reviewing company training materials, though. If I'm supposed to make sure everyone else gets through it, then I better do it myself first. Ugh.

Should look pretty spiffy on the ol' resume, though.

For some reason lately, the idea of getting an ATV has its merits. I could use it more often than a PWC, that's for sure. Ya can't put a snowplow on a PWC. There's also quite a few decent places to ride in my area. Decisions, decisions.

As always, time will tell.

I'm a Samurai, baby.

You are a Samurai.
You are full of honour and value respect. You
are not really the stereotypical hero, but you
do fight for good. Just in your own way. For
you, it is most certainly okay to kill an evil
person, if it is for justice and peace. You
also don't belive in mourning all the time and
think that once you've hit a bad stage in life
you just have to get up again. It's pointless
to concentrate on emotional pain and better to
just get on with everything. You also are a
down to earth type of person and think before
you act. Impulsive people may annoy you
somewhat.

Main weapon: Sword
Quote: "Always do the right thing.
This will gratify some people and astonish the
rest" -Mark Twain
Facial expression: Small smile

What Type of Killer Are You? [cool pictures]
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More later, if I feel like it.

Things that REALLY irritate the PartsGuy.

So, there I am, happily wheeling the PartsMobile along the freeway minding my own business.

I have noticed a growing group of motorists, my friends and I call them the 45'ers. On the freeway, they won't go above 45 mph. Usually, they're in the left lane and WILL NOT move over. Then, once you get into town, guess what? You slow down because the speed limit in the city is 30 mph, and there they are behind you and closing fast, because they're STILL doing 45. These people should be forced to ride a bus, or drive a Geo Metro.

The next thing that irritates me should prove I'm on my way to being a Grouchy Old Bastard.

About half the time I'm out running errands, I get stuck behind or next to some idiot kid who has decided that my musical education is NOT complete until my ears have been assaulted by whatever rap star's CD is popular that week. For these little goons, my suggestion is that they be locked in a sound proof room, and forced to listen to the entire Wham! and George Michael catalogs. THAT'LL teach em.

Another thing that bugs me is people who walk around with their pants half hanging off their asses. What's up with that? We have people come into my shop asking for applications dressed like that!! And they're usually wearing a nice wifebeater shirt too.

Needless to say, they don't work for us.

And another thing. If you're a white person, dressing and talking like you just got off a bus from freakin' Harlem, or thinking you're the biggest gangsta in the Midwest, you're out of luck. No job for you. Also, we laugh at you when you leave, because you're a chump. As my coworker said to one of 'em, "Pull your f**kin' pants up, for chrissakes!"

Why do people allow their kids to scream at the top of their lungs in stores?? Just because you don't wanna buy 'em a freakin 99 cent Matchbox* car, the rest of us have to listen to him scream at volumes that would drown out the assault at Normandy. Thanks a fat freakin' lot, asshole.

I'll post some more at a later date. Right now, I'm off to WallyWorld to see if I can scare up a gorilla costume. I've got a crazy drunk neighbor that needs to have his head messed with.

(evil grin)

Wheeeeeee!!

Ok. I got bored.

So, I finally got around to tinkering with something I've been wanting to do for a while, which was to set up the clickable linkies on the right to open in new windows. Thanks for the code, Pointman!!

Also, you'll see a link to Old Grump. He's as cranky as I am, so he makes for some good reading. Check him out!!


Work has been no end of fun lately. The new company uses a different computer system than we used to, so we're all learning a new way to do stuff, which has been interesting, to say the least. Happily, once we explain to customers that we've got a new computer system, they're VERY understanding. Woohoo!! The new system has a TON of neato features, but learning how to access 'em all is not an easy task. We're totally confident that by the end of the month, we'll have the system down cold. We rawk.


I see by the web counting gadget thingy that I'm close to 1,000 hits. That's cool, but I want MORE, dammit!! If you haven't already, pass on to your friends the address for Pure Creamy Goodness, willya? Thanks.


Nothing much more has happened in the 'Pimp My Sedan' thing, mainly because we've been running around like crazy with the new lookup system. I've been surfing cardomain.com for ideas, though. There're a few goofy ideas running through the 'ol noggin, for sure.

As always, ladies..send pics for Fabbo Babe of the Week. I'm gonna start it up again, since Kim DuToit's site is gone, for good most likely. Someone has to take up the slack.


And, in closing, remember this:

Some people are like Slinkies: Not really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to your face when you push them down a flight of stairs.


Thank you, and goodnight.

Some stuff.

On the right side there, in the Linkies section, you'll see a new addition to the blogs I like, and a subtraction.

For reasons unknown to me, Kim Du Toit closed his blog. I suspect it was due to a new job, and not having a lot of time to do the blog thing up to his high standards. I hope things work out for him.

So, in his place, I've added BaneDad. This guy is FUNNY, so in my opinion, he's the perfect replacement.

In other news, I've started reading up on the digital camera I got about 3 years ago. Turns out a lot of the settings I've wished I could change CAN be changed!! Who'da thunk it? Now, I can take movies WITHOUT sound!! The possibilites for mindless amusement are legion, methinks.(insert evil laugh here)

In Pimp My Sedan(tm) news, I added blue spark plug wires to the PartsMobile. I've also acquired some decent speaks for it that'll drop right into the stock locations, as I'm not into the idea of cutting up a car just to put speakers in it. I've also acquired some 16" wheels which'll go on next spring.

The PWC season is over, so no more rides this year. The DNR'll have to wait another year to get me. The PartsGuy's PWC Fund has close to $100 in it now, and as winters here are fairly lengthy some years, I should be able to sock away enough for a decent down on my own ski.

Donations accepted ;)

I'll post some pics of the Pimped Sedan later this week, if I remember.

So, the other day, I actually answered my phone instead of letting the machine get it.

On the other end? One of my best buddies from years ago calls me up, and we sit 'n BS for an hour or so catchin up.

So, sometime soon I shall have to make a trip downstate to see him, catch up on old times, and get rejected by women in a different zip code!

In other news, my boss and I have somehow gotten a little oneupmanship thing going. We both drive sedans, and we're both in the process of dressing them up a bit. Why? Who knows. It's a testosterone thing.

Either that, or we both need hobbies.

Well, I'd post more, but it's time to do my trivia thing, and then get some sleep.


I'll prob toss another post up this week. Time will tell, as always.

Why I hate lawyers, pt 2

From Palmbeachpost.com:

http://www.palmbeachpost.com/news/content/news/feeds/0831seadoo.html

Wednesday, August 31, 2005


"The makers of Sea-Doo watercraft dodged a multimillion-dollar verdict Wednesday thanks to one stubborn juror."

And hooray for that one 'stubborn' juror!

"The holdout forced a judge to declare a mistrial and send a Greenacres woman home with nothing more than memories of her 12-year-old daughter who was killed when she crashed a water scooter into a dock in the Intracoastal Waterway six years ago."

Ya think the writer's slightly biased?


OK, here's the deal:

Mommy left her little dearie with her boss' teenaged son while she went to check on some construction at one of her employer's properties. Teenaged son, who obviously wasn't thinking too horribly clearly, let her use a PWC, which she killed herself on when she hit a dock.

So, according to the lawyer hired by her mother, because her kid, under questionable supervision, got killed due to a LOT of stupid choices on the part of herself and a 17 year old kid, Bombardier should pay out FORTY-EIGHT MILLION DOLLARS, because there was no sticker saying people under 16 should not operate a PWC.

I went out and looked at my cars, folks. There's no sticker saying people under 16 shouldn't drive a car. Mainly because the law says so. Now, in WI, where I live, the law says nobody under the age of 16 may operate a PWC. Period. Bombardier is not responsible for knowing that. THE OWNER/OPERATOR OF THE PWC IS RESPONSIBLE FOR KNOWING THE RULES GOVERNING PWC USAGE IN THEIR STATE.

But hey, Bombardier's got a ton of bucks, let's sue THEM instead. What a load of crap.

The cost of defending this lawsuit is eventually paid by all people who use Bombardier products, by the addition of the cost to the price tag. Same with any other product you buy. My memory is shaky on this, but I thought I read once that General Motors estimated that the costs of defending themselves in lawsuits added about $1000 per vehicle sold. I may be wrong, however.

So, the judge declared a mistrial because, quote, "one juror was adamant that the company not be held responsible, so there was no way to reach an unanimous verdict as required by law."

If I ran Bombardier, that guy'd be getting a LOT of free stuff about now.

The kid's mother and the boy should both be brought up on manslaughter charges, or something, but I know that'll never happen.

The plaintiff's lawyer plans to sue again, and ask for MORE money this time. I'd suggest that feeding this guy to the gators would be a good idea, but the gators would toss him back.

Gators DO have standards, ya know.

Weekend off again!!

Weekends off rock.

I went geocaching, and actually found a couple, which is always good. We would have had more, but I wound up falling into a creek, which kind of dampened my enthusiasm. So, after that lil adventure, we went and hit good 'ol Barnes & Noble for a while.

Is it just me, or is B&N always got a buncha hotties in there browsing?? I mighta got me a case of whiplash scopin out the babes!!

On to more serious stuff.

Every day I read Kim DuToit's website. Today's edition carries the story of one man who decided to take matters into his own hands, and offer aid to the victims of Hurricane Katrina, risking his life and health, and spending over $5k of his own money.

http://lonestar-mvpa.org/events/2005/05_Katrina.htm

This guy is the epitome of the American can-do ethos, if you ask my humble opinion. Go read the story. Weep if you must.


Remember to click on AM's linky on the top and scope out her pics for sale, of which she is donating all profits to hurricane relief.

Week in review.

So, anyways..it's been a funfilled, yet painful week.

Labor day found me on the big lake, on the PWC attacking 5 foot rollin waves and getting air. Woohoo!!!

My arms and legs took one hell of a beating, though.

Tuesday found me barely able to walk. Getting up and going to work was difficult, to say the least. I did it, however. One of my coworkers watched me hobble in and said 'My god, you look like hell!!' My boss took one look at me and said "What the hell happened to you??"

Apparently I looked about as good as I felt. Walking was painful, bending over to pick stuff up was avoided as much as possible.

Yesterday I was finally able to move without much pain, which was a Good Thing Indeed. Today, I'm about 90% healed up.

Yesterday sure felt like a Monday. We had no delivery guy until noon, so I wound up spending a lot of the morning in the truck, which wouldn't have been bad if I didn't have a lot of work to try and catch up on.

I was supposed to be done at 5, got home about 6:30. I wandered around Stately PartsGuy Manor for a few minutes, then decided to make some dinner. I was washing off a pizza pan, and turned on the water to rinse it, and managed to get an eyeful of Dawn* dishwashing liquid.

That hurt like you wouldn't believe.

And today was the kicker. I was playing with my r/c airplane, bent down to pick it up, and hit the throttle lever. Took a nice lil divot out of my finger.

I'm scared to imagine what might happen tomorrow.

In other news, those of you who actually read the little quote thinger below my Blog's name might have noticed a lil blurb directing you to click on the linky and buy a pic, cause AM has decided to donate all profits from sales of her pics to relief organizations. She also promised me some noodie pics if'n I was to mention her site. Ordinarily, I don't use my blog for commercial purposes, but this is for a VERY good cause, so I've decided to do it this once. Plus, hey, noodie pics!! (you better share this time!! PartsGuy Research Staff)

Maybe. Now shut up and get back to the important research projects I've assigned you!!

Finding pics of naked dobermans wrestling in coleslaw HARDLY counts as important, Schmendrick.

Maybe not to YOU, but to the Reader who asked if we might be able to help, it's of vital importance!

OK, whatever(sighs)

Allrighty then, where was I? OH, yeah! In short, buy a pic, so PartsGuy gets some noodie pics!!

In other news, your humble PartsGuy has been surfing his Credit Union's website and looking at loan rates on used recreational vehicles. There may be a PWC in my near future, who knows? I'm not going to do the paypal thing I'd threaten...errr, joked about, I'll just do what I've always done and work my butt off to get one. I gotta admit, the idea was sorta crazy anyways. As I've said before, I don't blog for the money, just for the chicks.


I'd summarize tonight's post, but I'm feeling lazy. Figure it out.

Ten things.

There used to be a website, something like "Things Skippy is not allowed to do in the Army"

Anyways, I got to thinking about things they won't let me do in MY job. I figured I'd list a few.


1) PartsGuy is NOT allowed to make jokes about the boss's mother-in-law, even if they ARE hysterically funny.

2) I am NOT authorized to fire employees.

3) I may not stack merchandise in an illogical manner and call it sculpture.

4) I am not allowed to declare jihad on other parts stores.

5) I am not allowed to refer to the employees of other parts stores as "liars, weasels, and probably Democrats", as doing so is an insult to weasels, plus they hate being mentioned in the same sentence as Democrats.

6) Not allowed to transfer District Managers to Cuba.

7) No, I cannot transfer Assistant Managers to Cuba either.

8) I am not allowed to call video stores and demand they stock up on squirrel porno.

9) I also am not allowed to speculate about the sounds squirrels would make during said movies.

10) I may not skip Sexual Harassment seminar on the basis that I already know how, I just don't do it.

11) During same seminar, when informed that dating is considered sexual activity(WTF?), I may not ask "Can I get that in writing??"

12) Calling Luke @ Central Store and saying " Luke, I AM your father" wasn't funny the first time, nor the 300th time.

13) Managers at other stores are to be addressed by their given names, not 'Scooter' or 'Two-Tone'

14) I cannot trade fellow employees to other stores for a 'player to be named later'


There's probably a lot more, but that's enough for now.

PartsGuy Book Review

So, I heard about a book entitled " 100 People Who Are Screwing Up America( And Al Franken is #37) " It's by Bernard Goldberg, used to work for CBS.

Sounded like my kind of book, so I ran out and snapped it up.

I was not disappointed in his choices.

I won't ruin the book by tellin you who #1 is, but I will say I completely agree.

Personally, were I to have written it, the title would have been " 100 People I'd Like To See Get Thrown To Lions, But I'm Not Sure The Lions Wouldn't Throw Them Back & Tell Us To Go Pound Sand".

Probably too long to fit on the book's spine, though.

Friday night and I'm home bloggin'

how jedi are you? :: by lawrie malen


All must bow and acknowledge my awesomeness!!!

Random Saturday Thoughts.

(BGM: 'Take The Money & Run'(live)- Steve Miller Band)




Some of my more faithful blog readers(all 7 of you) may recall reading of my earlier adventures a couple weekends ago with the DNR. My neighbor joked about me framing the cite.

Guess what?

What? Don't all rebels frame their tickets?

So, somehow I got conned into hauling CDB to Walmart so he could get his fried chicken. Never mind that there's a Hardee's less than a MILE from freaking Stately PartsGuy Manor, with perfectly good fried chicken, it has to be from Walmart, on the other side of town, because he saves a freaking DOLLAR. Cripes, he could STAGGER to Hardee's and back!!!

Oddly, the dollar he saves never seems to make it into the gas tank of the PartsMobile.

BTW, the next granola eating hippie who spews crap about "No blood for oil!!!" is going to get my size 10.5 shoe square in the nuts. a 1/2 tank of gas for the PartsMobile ran me $32 the other day. If we're stealin their oil, why ain't I got cheap gas???

Sorry. I digress.

A question popped into my mind as I was ferrying CDB home from Walmart.

Why do some people INSIST on pulling out in front of my car, instead of waiting 3 freaking seconds for me to go by them?? Seriously, WHY???

And don't give me any crap about road rage either. Not a one of you can say you haven't felt the same at one time or another.

Boat news:

I sealed the stuffing tubes on the Chris-Craft a few days ago. Tomorrow, between running around doing other crap, I'm going to try and find time to toss it in the tub for a leak test. If it passes, I'll start securing the electronics, and haul it out for a quick run. I'll try and get some snappies of the maiden voyage.

Workroom

Woohoo!! I am seriously diggin' having a workroom. I managed to get a couple of windows made for one boat, another one for the Chris-Craft, and I got a couple trim pieces almost ready to be reinstalled.

At this rate, I might have to get more boats so I'll have winter projects!!

Workroom Update.

So, I got the workroom finished for the most part. I haven't scored enough posters of scantily clad babes yet. I'm working on it.

The workbench came out better than I thought it would. Turns out the 2 1/2 boards I glued together have more than enough strength for my purposes. I set the board on 2 sawhorses, so I can either sit and work on stuff, or walk to the other side and stand if I feel like it.

The rudders have been installed on the ChrisCraft model, and they work. How well they work is yet to be determined. I siliconed around the stuffing tubes, so I'm letting the hull sit and dry for a few days while I attend to a couple other boats.

It's VERY nice to have everything in one area. Makes grabbing tools and such less of a hassle. Given enough free time, I might get a couple boats finished!!

I promise to post pics in the very near future.

Things you wish you didn't hear.

So, once upon a time, I was at PartsMom's place moving things for her. (I'm strong like bull, smart like tractor.)

I started moving a dresser, and decided to remove the drawers to make the thing lighter and easier to manuver around her place.

I got to one drawer and was just about to open it, when she says, 'oh, that's the drawer with all my fun underwear.' in the most nonchalant voice you can imagine.

Meanwhile, I'm going 'AHHHHHHH!!' and running off to wash my hands in boiling water or something.

My GF at the time found this most amusing.

As PartsMom and the GF are talking, I'm digging through cabinets and drawers, and muttering.

Finally, she abandons the conversation and asks "What on earth are you looking for?"

I replied, " A blunt object. I don't wish to remember this."

I'm a rebel, baby...keep yer daughters away!

(BGM: Scream; Seven Nations)



Little background here.

My neighbor across the street was out on his roof about a week or so ago cleaning his gutters. He saw me walkin through the yard at Stately PartsGuy Manor, and jokingly asked if I owned a pressure washer.

Imagine his surprise when I replied 'Yep! Sure do!, I'll be right back!'

See, last Xmastime, PartsDad sent me a Black & Decker* pressure washer. It'd been sitting just waiting for a chance to be used, so this was as good a reason as any. GREAT machine, BTW.

My neighbor was most happy to finish a task that usually took a couple hours by hand, in just 15-20 minutes with the washer. After thanking me profusely, he asked if I'd ever been on a PWC. (jetski, in other words.) Upon getting my negative reply, he said 'Well, then we're going to have to get you out there!!!'


So, it came up yesterday that I had time to actually go. We caught up with his buddy, whose machine I actually used for my adventure. He hooked up the PWC to my neighbor's van, hooked up a pontoon boat to his wagon, and off we went, to sail upon the mighty waters of Gitchegumee. (Look it up.)

My neighbor was up first on the mighty red machine, and took off chasing the wind, and givin it one heck of a run for the money. I rode on the bow of the pontoon boat following him, and thoroughly enjoyed it. It'd been FAR too long since I'd been on the water.

Soon enough, my turn came to hop on the beast. After putting on a life vest and getting a few instructions, off I went. Did a few turns, experimented with what the thing would do. I'm sure I had the world's biggest grin on my face.

So, for giggles, I straightened it out, made sure there was no traffic in my way, and let 'er rip.

I'm here to tell you, running across a lake mere inches above the water at 60 mph, engine howling like a angered banshee is one of the most intense experiences I've ever had. 30 mph seems fast enough, but 60 is just incredible. What a rush!

That, my friends, is what I call Big Dirty Fun, which is about as much fun as one can have while still fully clothed. W00t!!

So, after a great deal of fun, we're headed back in to where we'd put in.

Pontoon boats, while a great deal of fun in their own right, just can't keep up with a jetski. I knew this, so after I'd zipped ahead of them a bit, I just sat around and played for a bit, running around in circles as fast as I dared. Whee.

As I was making a circle, I looked over my right shoulder to see a boat headed towards me, with a guy in uniform standing up making motions for me to stop. DNR.(Dept. of Natural Resources) This is never good. So, after I got stopped, they caught up to me a minute or so before my partners in crime. After a few cursory questions, he asked if I knew that I was supposed to be off the water an hour before sunset.

I said something about being on my way back to where we'd put in, which was mostly true. We just weren't gettin there very quickly, is all.

Amazingly, they decided to give us a break and just issue warning cites for me and the PWC's owner.

The DNR informed us we'd have to tow the PWC back to the dock, couldn't ride it, which made the return trip a bit longer.

We got to the dock the same time as a group in a nice older Baja ski boat. Said ski boat contained some attractive ladies who were impressed with being in the presence of scofflaws such as ourselves.

Unfortunately, I didn't have a camera along for this adventure, as the PartsBoss borrowed it for a trip. Sigh.

So, I got my first PWC ride, and a warning ticket from the DNR. I'm such a rebel.


Ladies, if you're suitably impressed with a rebel such as myself, feel free to send your picture to the usual address: roccoguy@yahoo.com


Us rebels need love too, ya know.

Damned if this ain't the truth.

What pisses you off?

Created by ptocheia


I'll prob post something tomorrow. Ladies, I need FBW pics!! You KNOW you want to.

Day off!

Today, I finally got the boards glued together for my workbench. I even went to the Evil Empire and got a cheap shelf to hold some stuff, so things are coming along quite nicely.

When I got home, I was unloading my car and I heard a loud THUD. This kid had been walking along with an older girl, prob a babysitter, and he'd hit her. Damned hard too. I looked up and said " did he just hit you?" The girl said 'yes, and it hurt.'

So, me being just slightly cranky, I lit into the little bastard. I asked him how he'd like it if I was to go and smack him one. He wasn't too hip on the idea. I gave him a mini-lecture, and then they went on their way. I think the babysitter/older sister was trying not to laugh at the little monster getting hollered at.

Amazing. When I was but a young'un, I was always informed that if the sitter told us to do something, it was the same as one of them telling us to do something. We also knew that if we did anything wrong, there'd be consequences when they got home.

Needless to say, we behaved.

Anyways.

I got my shelf put together, and now 4 of my boats are sitting ever so happily on their new shelf. I've put up a few posters, none of women scantily clad, amazingly. I MUST remedy that situation ASAP.

I haven't decided whether or not to move my computer stuff out into the new BR. Time will tell.

Sorry for an uninteresting post. Sometime soon, I shall turn my enormous writing talent(HUH??- partsguy research staff)towards writing something funny again.(yeah, THAT'LL happen- partsguy research staff)

Jeeze, I thought I'd locked the door to the dun-errrr, Secret PartsGuy Research Facility. Guess not. Bloody ingrates they are, asking to be fed more than 3 times a week. I mean, I showed them some nice pictures of ribeye steak last week! What more can I do??

Sigh.

No new news, really. Stately Partsguy Manor hasn't fallen down, The Partsmobiles haven't exploded, CDB hasn't managed to do something dumb and get himself killed, nothin'. Boredom, boredom, boredom.


But hey, my workroom's almost done! W00t!!

Workroom= almost done

Yepper! Operation Build ZRV A Workroom is coming to a close. I changed my plans in midstream, which caused some problems, but I will prevail. My roller toolbox is in now, I do need to get some shelving put up, but no worries there. All I really need to get done is to laminate 2 chunks of MDF together for extra strength, and my work table will be done. It now strikes me that it would have been a LOT easier to just find a folding table @ Menards or something. Ah well.


By this time tomorrow, I should have pics of the almost completed workroom ready to post. I've already started putting up various posters I have laying around. Priorities!!

Now I've just gotta get the LR rearranged. Wheeeee.

More later, if I feel like it.

I am the WaxMaster..Hear me roar!(or something)

So, after some careful consideration, the older PartsMobile has been given a reprieve and taken off the market. I managed to crack the windshield while cleaning it up(don't ask), so screw it. I'll keep the little beast around as a spare car, and something to tinker with, as if I didn't have enough crap around Stately Partsguy Manor to keep me occupied until June of 2008.

So, I took the new PartsMobile out to run an errand, then took it to the wash stall and gave 'er a bath. Nice and clean. Brought her home and pulled up onto the lawn, and got ready to get to work.

I've mentioned before that I use the Meguiar's* Deep Crystal 3 step system, and like it. This is still the case. I didn't finish the final wax until after dark, but CDB came out and helped me finish it, mostly because he was as curious as I to see how it'd turn out.

Very spiffy, as I'd predicted.


While I was waxing the car, I got to thinking.(This is NEVER good -partsguy research staff-)

Hush, you schmendricks! Get back to the dun- errr, Top Secret PartsGuy Research Facility!!

Rotten so-and-so's!! Next thing you know, they're gonna want to be fed!

Anyway.

I got to thinkin about a recent discussion I'd had with someone regarding whether or not the person's father was disappointed in that person. which got me to thinking, 'I wonder if I'm a disappointment too?' Moreover, how does one find out what their father thinks? Do you just walk up to him and go, "So, Dad. You've had time to watch me go through my own life. Have I disappointed you?"

Sometimes, I sit and wonder if I'm a disappointment.

I know I couldn't take the same path he did, I had to make my own. So far, I think I've done pretty damned good. I don't ask for anything. Everything I own, I worked for.

I've learned some very good lessons. Some lessons had a higher price than others, but the lessons learned are worth the price paid. Some of the things our parents said to us, i.e. 'you can't have your cake and eat it too.' AREN'T as much bullshit as we thought they were!! There's been more than one occasion where I've thought 'Son of a bitch!! They weren't kiddin!!'

I've also learned that every now and then, a nap is a damn good thing.

There's a lot more stuff, but you get the gist of it.

"I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference. "

-Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken


Ok, on to news of Da Partsguy's Fleet.

Operation Build ZRV A Workroom is coming near completion. The materials for a workbench have been acquired and cut to the proper sizes. Tomorrow, the assembly begins, and hopefully the workroom will be in move-in condition tomorrow night. It'll be nice to have all my boat junk in one place, instead of all over.

The rudders for the Chris-Craft have been assembled. Notches were needed for them to clear the propellers, and they've been cut. Assembly of the control arms is near completion, all that's needed is to drill and tap the hubs for the control arms. I plan on holding the rudders in place with a setscrew, this makes for easier disassembly later for repairs or upgrades.

Once the workroom is completed, I suspect that the backlog of projects will soon be caught up. Unless, of course, MORE projects find their way here. Maybe I should publicize my Tower Hobbies wishlist!! LOL!


That's about all for this time around.

Sometime this week, I might get off my ass and select the next Fabbo Babe of the Week. Or not. You'll just plain have to wait 'n see.


PS for Andrea: If ya see this, get ahold of me, willya? Thanks.

Car wash tales.

Ok, so I got a bug in my ear to get the old Partsguymobile cleaned up and waxed so I can eventually get around to selling it.

I took the car to a wash stall. Usually on a sunny day, the LAST thing you wanna do is wash your car. I got there and the place was quiet, so I washed it up and started drying it off in the booth to keep the sun off it.

For some bizarre reason, some sphincter in a Corvette pulls up as I'm about 1/2 way through drying the car. This wouldn't bother me, but for the fact that there's TWO OTHER OPEN STALLS!!! But this guy just HAS to use the one I'm in. Fine.

So, I get my car washin stuff situated and move the car out to a vacuum stall that's been absolutely unused the whole time I washed the car. You guessed it, almost finished and a freakin taxi pulls up. AHHHHHHHHH!!!!

I get the car dried off and head to Stately Partsguy Manor. I use the Meguiar's* 3 step Deep Crystal* system to get the best shine possible. I have an orbital buffer I use to make it go quicker and keep my rotator cuff from imploding. I took the buffer out, and the wheel falls off the thing. Great.

I wound up doing it by hand. I'm thinking tomorrow my shoulder will be telling me that wasn't a good idea.

On the plus side, the car looks great now.

I also managed to get some free time to go to a wooden boat show. That was very cool, except for the fact that some freakin' old lady managed to get her enormous keester in about 20 different camera shots, luckily I noticed before I hit the button. I'm glad I have a digital camera, or that broad would have gotten her ass tossed off the dock. I'm not much of one for sailboats, but there was one entered in the show, so I stopped and looked at it. Next thing you know, I'm being invited aboard to check it out. I'm glad I did. Very nice boat indeed. It was from the late '30s, and was in unrestored condition. NIIIIIIIICE. There were also a few Chris-Crafts there, so I got lotsa pics of them. If I find a decent free photo hosting site, I'll toss some pics up.

Tomorrow I plan to finish cleanin up the old PartsguyMobile and toss a For Sale sign in the window. Maybe I'll get lucky and get somewhat close to what I'm askin for it!

Weekend schtuff.

There's a fly in my room, buzzin around and generally making me nuts. I'm going to kill that bastard if I have to trash the whole apt!!

**UPDATE**

I declared war on the fly, and used some chemical warfare on his ass. Buhbye fly.

**END UPDATE**

So, the weekend has been semi-productive. I managed to get a list of things I need to fix on the Partsguymobile so I can sell off the little beast and get me a nice pickup. Today I shampooed the floor mats, tomorrow I'll take a stab at the carpet, and a few other things. I also managed to get my laundry done. Woo-freakin-hoo.

*Boat Stuff*

I picked up some glue at Menards, called 'Gorilla Glue'. I used it to glue the rudders together on the Chris-Craft I'm restoring. The stuff seems strong, we'll see how well it works when the boat hits the sand. Tomorrow is my day off, so I'll drill and tap the gizmos I found to make the servo arms removable from the rudder shafts. That'll make cleaning and oiling the rudder shafts a lot easier. I hope to have this thing tub tested by the first week of August, with pond trials soon afterward.

I also might have sold a camcorder I never use, which should make me enough scratch to finish off at least one of the other boats in the fleet. Woohoo!!

I'm VERY proud of myself, I managed to surf Ebay and not bid on ANYTHING. Go me!!

I'm not surfin it tonight, though. Don't wanna push my luck.


Sometime this week, I may post a rant. Or, I may not. You'll just have to wait 'n see.

Can't think of a clever title.

Ok, so I found another car to add to my Lottery List.



It's the Cadillac Catera. GREAT car.

My buddy's brother owns one of these, and after the fights on HBO last night, they decided to go out for a while.

BTW, the Hopkins/Taylor fight was f**king boring. It reminded me of the Bonecrusher Smith/Tyson fight a few years back. Hopkins GAVE Taylor the title.

Anyhow, they decided to go out. I went along too, just for giggles. So, I got tossed the keys, and me being me, I agreed in about 1.7 seconds.

VERY nice car. I didn't care much for the leather interior, but for such a great car, I could deal with it. It's rear wheel drive too. Me likey.

In r/c boat news, the rudders I first made for the Chris-Craft would have worked ok, but the way I mounted them would have resulted in the rudders falling off the first time they hit anything fairly solid. So, back to the drawing board. I do have a solution in mind, though. It's going to involve using the mini-torch I have, which is ok, as I've been looking for an excuse to try it out.

Just for giggles, I checked the servos that came with the boat by plugging them into a known working receiver. They worked, so they're staying in for the time being. The foredeck has been reattached. I cleaned the top of the cabin, but the cleaner I used stripped all the chrome plating off the rails, dammit.

That's all I have for now. It's a nice day outside, and I'm not gonna waste it sitting inside.

Fabbo Babe of the Week.

I know I've been posting a lot of movie/tv star FBWs, but only because genuine real FBWs haven't been sending their pics to roccoguy@yahoo.com Subject: Fabbo Babe of the Week.


Until now.


I will only name her as 'M'.

While this is a webcam pic, trust me, she's very much FBW material.


SEE??? Genuine American hotties DO win the prestigious FBW award.

Congrats, 'M'.

So, ladies, be like 'M' and submit a picture. You'll be glad you did!!


In r/c boat news, the rudders for my Chris-Craft project boat are completed. I just need to clean up the edges and epoxy them into place. Then I'll get the rest of the mechanical issues cleared up, and begin the cosmetic part of the restoration.

I don't have all the stuff to do a full-on resto, so I'm going to make everything work for now, enjoy using it this summer, and then spend the winter lay-up months making everything 100%. It's an r/c boat, its purpose in life is to be on the water!

Serious WTF moment.

So, I got home to Stately Partsguy Manor(tm) the other night, jumped out of the car and walked around to the passenger side to grab the groceries.

I walked around the back of the car, and stopped cold, then said a few bad words.

It seems someone decided to liberate the lens for the running light. Sort of a pisser. Whoever did this also TOOK THE FREAKIN BULB!!! Is there an offshoot of PETA that's fighting for the rights of red lenses everywhere??

Needless to say, I'm not happy with this. Now I've gotta scare up a lens for the damn thing.

On another note, I've been waiting for someone to suggest a Fabbo Babe of the Week, and you guys are seriously slackin. Kim Du Toit has stopped posting babe pics, due to business reasons, so the rest of us in blogdom have to take up the slack. I'm tossing around a couple possible FBW candidates, so when I've got some time to search for some pics, I'll post up.

Explanation, and a rant.

Someone asked me in a comment who UN and CDB are. I've blogged about it before, but I'll explain again. UN is Upstairs Neighbor, who I've been friends with since 9th grade, which was a long time ago. CDB is the guy who lives downstairs, and spends most of his life drunk off his ass. Hence the name CDB, for Crazy Drunk Bastard.

CDB's son is one of my best friends, which is one of the few reasons CDB is still alive. (That, and I'm WAY too pretty to go to the slammer.)

Today was one of his shining moments. I took 4 days off from the glamorous world of auto parts(cough) because it's been gorgeous out the last few days. I wanted to get some sun, catch up on some stuff around the house, and get some beauty sleep. (Most people who know me will say I need a LOT of beauty sleep.)

I got the new Partsmobile to the shop to get the brakes checked and an oil change, all is well there for the most part.

I got home, checked my email, and decided a nap was in order. Naps are good, until CDB started banging on my door asking if I had a stamp. THEN he asks if I was sleeping. Hmm. I'm home, and yet no noise is coming from my place. Either I'm in the shower, or sleeping. Either way, I don't wanna be bothered.

The icing on the cake, though, was tonight. One of our neighbors saw us standing in the backyard talking, and decided to come introduce herself. Very nice, and cute too. She mentioned she was looking for a car, so I gave her some general advice as to what to avoid, etc.

Have you ever tried explaining something while a drunk bastard stands there constantly interrupting you? Not fun, especially while fighting back the urge to yell 'SHUT THE F**K UP, YOU WORTHLESS DRUNKEN MOTHERF**KER!!!' as you've figured out the cutie next door MIGHT just take offense. Sheesh.

They say patience is a virtue. When it comes to this dipshit, I have virtually no patience.

Once the new owners of my company take over, I'm thinkin I might just look into buying a house, and then no more CDB.

Time, as always, will tell.

I humbly apologize for the language, but occasionally, it seems warranted. You'd have to meet CDB in person to get the full effect.

Lord willin and the creek don't rise, you never will.

Fun little exercise.

So, UN and I got to talking while driving up to Barnes & Noble.

BTW, the people at B&N are evil, and put lots of books I want right in the front of the store. Were I to put a wishlist on my blog, it'd be B&N all the way.

But, I digress.

We got to talking about cars we'd like to have if we were to hit the lottery. "Aha!" thought I, "Great subject for a blog post!!"

So, without further ado, here's my list, in no particular order. And yes, I know it's a lightweight post, but I spent a great deal of time cleaning Stately Partsguy Manor, and doing some work around the yard. Deal.

On to the list...

1) 97-up Audi A4, preferably in black or dark green. Manual tranny, and some serious engine upgrades, about 600 hp would be nice. Kind of the automotive version of the iron fist in a velvet glove.

2)94-up Ford Crown Vic, again in black or dark green. BUT, gotta ditch the chrome grill and slap in the black one from the Police Interceptor model. Also needs 500 hp.

3) Ford GT, preferably in the Gulf color scheme(blue and orange), but black is acceptable also. Hunter green is also good.

4)98-up Ford Super Duty, in dark green. I don't want the extended cab, amazingly, the regular cab will do just fine. It'd have the Powerstroke diesel, 4 wheel drive, cruise control, and not much else. This beast would be for pulling boats, and doing honest to God WORK, not as a commuter vehicle.

5) '86 VW Scirocco, in Flash Silver, just like I used to have. No further explanation needed.

6) '90 VW Corrado, just because they're cool looking.

7) '68-up VW Transporter.

8) 90? VW Vanagon Syncro. 4wd van. Need I say more?

9) 92-up Ford 1/2 ton cargo van. This one will get a vanity plate, SPR BDRM. (inside joke, you don't wanna know.)

10) '68 Chevy Nova. 2 door, 350 V8. Good stuff.

11) VW Touraeg. I don't have much use for SUVs, but I like this one.

12) Porsche 959. Probably the ultimate version of the 911.

13) '64 Ford Thunderbolt. Yummy.

14) Audi Quattro Coupe. This one is just too awesome for words.

15) '32 Ford roadster. The ONLY hot rod I would give a testicle for.

16) '58 Chevy Impala. I lust after one.

17) '56 Olds Rocket 88. Another lusted over car.

18) '58 Pontiac Safari wagon. Yummy.

19) '86 VW GTI.

20) '88 BMW M3.

21) '90 BMW 850i. Yet another lusted after car, along with the 3 series BMWs.

Okay, I went a little overboard with the choices. I could have easily listed another 20 or so, but you get the idea.

Here's where the exercise part comes in. I want YOUR list of Lottery Win Vehicles. Work up a list and email it to me at roccoguy@yahoo.com subject: Lottery Vehicles. Or, you can leave your list in Comments. List as many as you want. You don't have to list the reasons WHY, but if you want to, go right ahead. I'll read 'em and pick a couple lists to post up. This should be fun.

And with that, I'm off to grab some horizontal therapy. Been a busy day.

Dear Mr. Partsguy...

Here at Stately Partsguy Manor(tm), I occasionally receive emails soliciting advice.

Apparently, these people have been conned into thinking I'm some sort of genius(more or less true, but modesty prohibits me from bragging.)

So, being a kind and generous type(plus, the drugs kicked in), I figured I would answer their questions and give them the peace they seek. Generosity flows through me like a river, or something.

Ok, here's our first question, from Ms. T.B.S., out of Passaic, NJ:

Dear Mr. Partsguy,

For some reason, people seem to think that because I'm from Jersey, I must be involved with the Mob in some way. How can I convince these people that it's just not so, even though I DO have an uncle whose middle name is 'The', as in Tommy The Smasher??

Dear Ms. T.B.S.;

I honestly don't know how to answer your question. I will say, however, that I find women of Italian descent to be very sexy indeed. Send a nice picture to my email address, preferably one of you in your sexiest undergarments, and my crack research staff and I will determine ways to correct your problem. (BTW, let's keep Uncle Tommy out of the loop on this, eh? I like my kneecaps.)

Here's one from Mr. LonelyHeart, from Intercourse, PA;

Dear Mr. Partsguy, fount of knowledge;
(oh, PLEASE.- partsguy research staff)

How might I, a mere thousandth of the man you are, attract the quality babes? I'm horribly lonely, and would like a nice lady to keep me company. Thank you in advance.


Dear Mr. LonelyHeart;

I feel your pain. However, giving you all the advice you need to meet quality babes would be wrong. I WILL give you a few guidelines, as Mr Partsguy is feeling rather generous towards the human race, for a change. Remember, these are general guidelines. Your mileage may vary. Some assembly required. Batteries not included. Do not remove under penalty of law. Not valid in AK, HI, and some sections of New York City. (up yours, Manhattan!!)

1) You must learn to be alone, and enjoy it immensely. Remember, much as predators can sense fear, women can sense desperately lonely men. Personally, I blame Oprah.

2) You must divest yourself of that mullet, Sparky. The 80s are GONE. As much as I'd like to, I can't blame Oprah for the mullet. Therefore, I'll blame a nation caught in the throes of rampant stupidity. Also, I blame Rosie O'Donnell.

3) Don't underestimate the power of friendly dogs and small children. Borrow a neighbor's and head for the park. If you can bribe the kid to call you 'Uncle LonelyHeart' and brag about how awesome you are, so much the better. I suggest ice cream. Dogs are also easily bribed. Two or three cheeseburgers, WHAM! You're in. Getting the dog to brag on you will not be as easily achieved, though. I would suggest breeds that are generally regarded as friendly and easygoing, however. Babes will not appreciate your efforts on their behalf if Fluffy is 130 lbs of pissed off Rottweiler, and has just chased them up a tree. They're weird like that. Again, I blame Oprah. And Rosie.

Take this advice, and add your own experience to it, and you shall find what you seek. Remember, some women are better imagined standing in front of you, removing that sweater that hugs EVERY curve ever so wonderfully, her gorgeous brown eyes watching you devour her with your eyes, then slowly, EVER so slowly, sliding those tight blue jeans over her deliciously rounded ass that puts J Lo's to shame, and then....

Oops, sorry. Got a wee bit worked up. Happens. Move on, folks, nothing to see here.

I've got space to answer one more question, this one from Izzy Cheatin, from lovely Dover, DE.

Dear Mr. Partsguy;

I'm worried that my boyfriend might be cheating on me. What can I do??

Dear Izzy;

I would suggest a competent private investigator. Any decent one will be able to find out for you very quickly, and with a minimum of fuss. Chances are, he's NOT, and is just working a lil extra OT to get you that lovely dress you've had your eye on for some time.

Of course, if he IS cheating on you, then he's a rat bastard. Personally, I blame Oprah. And Rosie. Of course, without some basic information, My research staff and I can't begin to help you. We suggest you email us a pic of you in your sexiest undergarments, this will help us to better understand. Honest. We'll respect you in the morning. We wouldn't lie to you. (unless we knew for SURE we wouldn't get caught.)


And with that, I bid you a good night, and a pleasant tomorrow.

OK, I'm addicted.

I won the Chris-Craft model I posted about yesterday. W00t!!

I've shot past a slight addiction to full blown, I guess. There're worse things to be addicted to, so I can't complain too much. I'm going to need a freakin Uhaul truck to carry this crap around pretty soon!!

My name is Zach, and I'm a boataholic.

Weekend post.

Fabbo Babe of the Week will be posted eventually. Suggestions welcomed. Post your suggestion in Comments.


I've decided I have a slight addiction. RC boats.

I received a boat I won off Ebay yesterday. I snapped this one up for a winter restoration project. It's a model of a Wellcraft, forget which model. It should be a quick resto to running condition.

So, for giggles, I was lookin on Ebay again. I figured a scale project might be cool if the right one came along. I came upon an older model of a Chris Craft. Uh Oh.

Yep. I'm high bidder. Looks like I'll have several winter projects at this rate.

If I win the Chris Craft, that'll be 7 boats in various stages of completion. Good thing I'm single, I'd be in the doghouse for sure!

After this auction, win or lose...NO MORE BOATS, I SWEAR!!*




*unless i find a really good deal*

Something I've been thinking about.

I've been thinking lately about America, being an American, and stuff of that sort.

I was surfing a British website, forgot which one, and one of the pages was a satirical Q&A type of thing. One of the questions was "I'm an American, what should I do?" The guy answering went off on an anti-American rant, something about how we suck, we should be ashamed of ourselves, stuff like that.

Know what I say to that?

Suck it, pal.

Get off your dole-collecting ass and go attend a soccer riot, or something.

Meanwhile, those of us in America will be busy inventing really cool stuff.

You know, like the electric guitar, TV, computers, the '59 Coupe DeVille, stuff like that.

Oh, and while I'm thinking about it, you owe us an apology for Oasis. They suck more crap than Roto Rooter.

Anyways, where was I?

Right. Cool inventions. Stuff like, say, video games.

Granted, the PS2 was brought to us by the good people at Sony, but Microsuck came back with the X-Box.

None of which wouldn't have come about if it weren't for Pong, and the Atari 2600. How many people over say, 30 years old HAVEN'T spent time killing a few space invaders?

Many thanks to Nolan Bushnell. American, BTW.

Transportation.

A good deal of the world has access to automobiles. Before Henry Ford, American BTW, automobiles were the custom built playthings of wealthy people. Henry figured out a way to assemble autos quickly and inexpensively. Also, he figured out that if he paid his people a fairly good amount of money, they'd buy cars themselves. The man was a genius.

I have no idea how many airplanes are landing in the world at the moment I write this. What I DO know is that if it weren't for Orville & Wilbur Wright, getting places would take a wee bit longer. Airplanes sure came in handy when Americans were fighting and dying all over Europe alongside our European allies.

Meanwhile, back home in the USA, Rosie the Riveter and her compatriots were busily cranking out the airplanes, tanks, etc. that were needed to destroy the Axis powers.

Then, afterwards, Europe was rebuilt. Look up 'Marshall Plan' sometime, my smug Brit friend.


More recently, Americans have shown their generous side by donating well over 500 million dollars to Tsunami Relief efforts in Indonesia and Sri Lanka. This doesn't count the man hours donated by aid workers, or the men and women of our military.

As ever, when disaster strikes, America will assist in any way possible. We're like that.

As with any country, we've done some really stupid things. On the whole, however, we should NOT be ashamed, as America's contributions to the greater good by FAR surpass the bad.


So, for our Brit friend, I'll reiterate.

Suck it.

Signed,

A proud American partsguy.

More Weekend Fun.

So, it's the 3rd day of a 3 day weekend. All the laundry's been caught up, so the weekend is MINE.

Spent the morning cleaning out the new Partsguymobile. I picked it up from my mom on the cheap, which I like. Cheap cars rule. Spent a lot of time cleaning the glass, as Mom smokes like a chimney. The towel I used was just nasty afterwards. I ended up throwing it out. The upholstery is beyond anything I can do, so that'll have to be done by a pro. Mental Note: Buy Shopvac.

After car cleanup, I took off with UN for a bike ride. Great day for it, about 70 degrees or so. I managed 14 miles with only a couple of rest stops, so woohoo for me. Unfortunately, I also got sunburned again. Mental Note #2: Buy Sunscreen!

We saw some hawks on the way back to the truck. They seemed to be having a very good time riding thermals, so we stopped to watch. There were 5 of them, just soaring and having one hell of a good time flying just to fly. I've never been a real envious person, but I was jealous of those hawks.

I did notice something on my ride. People who ride, for lack of a better term, 10 speeds, aren't very courteous. We encountered people rollerblading, or riding a mountain bike, and without fail, if they were going to pass you, they'd let you know by saying 'on your left' and passing. Not the 10 speed riders. They just blasted by, not bothering to let us know they were there. Apparently we're mere peasants and should have known they were there. Didya ever notice how many accidents are caused by self centered assholes?

On the way back, we passed a guy selling stuff on the side of the road. I said something along the lines of 'if the guy's sellin diecast, we stop.' Lo and behold.

I now have a 1/18 scale model of a '32 Ford roadster. I only had a $20 on me, or I would have had a few more.

Got home, and plowed through a cheeseburger 'n fries, and a bowl of ice cream, then decided a nap was in order. This is unusual for me, as I'm not a big nap person. Today, it seemed like a good idea, and it was. Methinks I should do the nap thing more often.

I'd planned to throw an r/c boat or 2 in the water today, but that didn't happen. Maybe tomorrow.


I'm planning on trying to write some more funny stuff this week, maybe even toss in some pics of the r/c boat fleet. Everything depends on the weather. Good weather, I'll be outside. Rain, well, who knows what I'll be doing.

I did add a new linky for your perusal, Northwoods Woman. If you're a sensitive sort, read with caution, as she pulls no punches.

Weekends off rock!

So, for some bizarre reason, I got a 3 day weekend, and don't have to be back till 11:30 on Tuesday.

W00t!!

I got all my laundry done yesterday, so I spent most of today Geocaching. I'm well and truly tired, but I got 4 more finds. :D

I got bored last night, so I counted the cashage in the R/C Boat Fund. Over $175. Hot dog.

I might have found myself a way to add to the R/C Boat Fund. I built a boat stand for a buddy, and he liked it so much he asked me for another one. I'm thinkin of whomping up a few kits and putting them on Ebay and seeing what happens. WTF, people have bought crazier crap off ebay. Might as well make some cash my own bad self. It's going to a good cause, for sure. I just have to sit and figure out the most efficient use of the materials, to keep costs down to a livable level.

The plan for tomorrow is to sleep in, maybe take one of the boats out for a spin and see if I can solve it's lack of speed problem.

The Great Cat Hunt is on, also. My Airsoft pistol's on my coffee table with a full clip in it. God help that little bastard if I decide to get one of the full-auto ones. I'm thinking being on the recieving end of a full clip would convince the little furball to go elsewhere.

As always, I'm accepting nominations for Fabbo Babe of the Week, so email your thoughts to roccoguy@yahoo.com and put FBW in the subject line. Ladies, feel free to send pics.

Couple things.

So, I'm reading my email today, and one of them is a reply to one of my posts, specifically this one: I WANT one of these.

The reply is from Acidman, of Gut Rumbles fame. Imagine my surprise at finding he'd actually read one of my posts, and made the time to respond. That's WAY kewl in my book.

OK, I'm a nerd. I think it's cool.

On the domestic front, I have declared war on this damned feral cat that decided under my front porch makes a GREAT litterbox. He/She is going to decide otherwise VERY soon. This damned cat is going to feel the wrath of my Airsoft pistol or rifle, depending on how mean I'm feeling that day. I HATE that little bastard. I'm not entirely sure, but I think the downstairs neighbor is feeding it.

And for those of you who're thinking I'm a mean bastard, I say YOU walk out YOUR front door in the morning to the smell of fresh cat pee, and crap piles in YOUR yard. If this continues into the summer when it starts getting hot and humid, that smell will be unbearable. Imagine the smell of some rotting carcass that the thing could drag under there.

Hence the Airsoft pistol. I'm thinking a couple pellets whizzing by him might convince kitty to find other facilities. 6 blocks or so away works for me.

I think he may be onto my plan, however. The beast ran like hell earlier, after I returned from the grocery store. By the time I got back outside with my pistol, he'd disappeared.

With my luck, the little bastard'll see me coming and freakin' bite me in the ass or something.

THAT would definitely screw up my day.

Fabbo Babe of the Week

I can't explain why, but Sherry Stringfield has always done it for me.




Maybe because she's got a nice tushie. Nice eyes too.

Hubba hubba.


This is a newer picture of Lindsay Lohan.



WTF? Someone get this chick a couple cheeseburgers, fer chrissakes!! Women are supposed to have some curvage to 'em. Like a wise old guy once said, "Who wants to snuggle up to a sack of deer horns?"

This is Lindsay looking MUCH better.



Yeah, I know. I'm a dirty old man in training. Deal with it.

Partsguy Freakulently Asked Questions

For giggles, I thought I'd post a FAQ that'll hopefully answer your burning questions. Here goes.


1) So, just who IS this Partsguy, and why should we care what he thinks?

Good question. I'm the partsguy. You should care because, once I accomplish overthrowing the world governments, I'm going to have people like you tossed to the lions, or something.

2)Are you as witty in person as your writing suggests??

Even more so. I'm also charming and handsome, and a Capricorn.

3)Partsguy, you are SO awesome!! How may I contact you, and send naked pics of myself to you??

Thanks for noticing! I can be contacted either through posting a comment, because comments are emailed to me when they post, OR at roccoguy@yahoo.com. Please note, only pics of naked women will be accepted. Pics of naked males will be forwarded to lesbians who REALLY despise the male gender. I'm sure one won't be too hard to find.

4)What does the Partsguy do in his spare time?

You mean besides curling up in the fetal position and weeping?

5)C'mon, smartass, really.

Well, it depends. If the weather cooperates, then I'm outside either playing with my r/c boats, Geocaching, or grilling steaks 'n brats. When the weather outside is frightful, I'm inside reading a book, working on my boats, surfing, or plotting world domination.


6)Your site brings the funny! Do you have a tipjar, so that I may reward you properly with large amounts of money?

Sorry, I don't blog for the money. I do it for the chicks and beer. I've toyed with putting a wishlist up, but I just don't know.

Well, I hope you found the FAQ useful and informative. I strive to bring a quality blog experience for my readers.

Any Questions, Comments, or Snide Remarks should be posted in the comments section. I do read every comment. If you're REALLY lucky, I might even answer your question in a new post.

Thank you, and goodnight.

I want one of these.

I probably don't need it, but I want one.

Remington Model 5077, 870 Express Pump Shotgun, 12 Gauge, 18" MatteBlack Barrel, Matte Black Synthetic Stock, 7 Shot Capacity.

(pic removed due to HTML problems.)

Doesn't EVERYONE need an evil looking black boomstick?? I'm thinkin blasting a few targets (paper, of course) after a stressful week at work would be just the ticket to mellow a guy out.

Someday, I'm gonna have to pick one up. Maybe there'll be one at a gunshow this summer I can snap up reasonably cheap. My bro's buddy picked up a nice Mossberg at a gunshow last summer, maybe I'll get lucky too.

As soon as I get a decent day to haul my r/c boats outside, I'll get some pics of the fleet for your perusal. Just call me Commodore Partsguy!


BTW, I STILL haven't received any nominations for Fabbo Babe of the Week. Sup wit dat?

SOMEONE who reads this must have some ideas.

I hope to have the next FBW posted by Thursday, depending on outside influences( i.e. if it's nice outside, I'll be out playing somewhere. )

We'll soon see.

Random schtuff.

Went to a wedding the other weekend. A friend decided to try her luck again. My first question was: "Are you INSANE???" I met a really cute bartender, so it wasn't all bad.


I'm getting really antsy for the weather to warm up. I've got a couple of r/c boats that need some water time, and it's been too friggin cold to go play. I slapped together a boat for my nephew's birthday earlier this week. Should be most excellent to see the look on his face when he opens it.

I managed to get some work done to a 1/16 scale hydroplane I've been working on here and there. Got the old crappy paint all sanded off, and now it's in primer ready to go. Paint color is undecided as of yet, it'll probably stay in primer until I get the mechanical stuff sorted out.


I'll try to write some funny stuff later this week. I've got to apologize for this blog entry, because it's putting ME to sleep.

I'm back!!

So, anyways, I'm back now.

Some limpdicked asshole sent me a virus which the antivirus proggie I was using didn't catch.

My ISP got a nice little email from AT&T's network guys saying someone was attacking them from their network. It got traced to my machine. Whee.

I ended up having to have my machine totally redone. I lost over 800 mp3s, THOUSANDS of pics, and a lot of time getting the thing back to normal.

I'd like to meet the son of a bitch who released that virus into the wild. He'd find it difficult to type with stumps.

50th post!!!

I guess it's a milestone of sorts, maybe? I dunno.

Anyways.


I've had a post banging around in my head for a while that I was going to call 'Passages'.

This was around the time that my relationship ended, Terri Schaivo & the pope died, and stuff like that.

I've pretty much decided not to write it. I'd rather write about other stuff.

I've decided that Fabbo Babe of the Week is going to stay, mainly because I like fabbo babes, and it's my freakin' blog.


Fabbo Babes= GOOD. Suggestions are welcome. I make the final judgement, however. Refer to the last paragraph.

I could write a bit about my RC boat obsession, but I'll not bore you with the details other than to say a small 1 br apartment is one hell of a place to try 'n store 6 boats and all the assorted support gear. I'll have to get pictures of the fleet.

=ZRV=

Fabbo Babe of the Week

I've been slacking on this, I know. I'm ashamed, truly I am.

Yeah right.

Life's been a wee bit odd at Stately Partsguy Manor. I may post about it, or not. Haven't sat and thought things through yet.

Anyways, on to FBW.






She's Marisol Nichols. Co-stars on 'Blind Justice' on ABC Tuesday nights.

Hubba hubba.

BTW, Blind Justice is a pretty good show. It's one of the very few things I'll actually sit and watch on the idiot box.

Personally, I think it beats hell out of 'The Amazing Race'.

More stuff later this week, I think I might have a rant or two in me.

And lawyers wonder why people hate them.

From USAtoday.com:

'LOS ANGELES (AP) — Jurors who acquitted actor Robert Blake of murder — and were later called "incredibly stupid" by District Attorney Steve Cooley — want an apology.'

As well they should. What a jackass.

'Loyola University law professor Laurie Levenson called Cooley's comment a major lapse in judgment — and "much more of an embarrassment for him than the jurors." '

What she calls a 'lapse of judgment' I call 'Whining of a Sore Loser'. Either way, he's a jackass.

'"At a time when it's hard enough to have juries come forward, it doesn't help to start insulting them," she added. '

No kidding. From personal experience, I can tell you jury duty's not much fun. My turn in the barrel came last summer. It's hard enough to find people willing to serve on juries anyway, without insulting them. Sheesh.

'On Tuesday, Cooley defended the prosecutor who lost the Blake case and said he was stunned jurors found the actor not guilty of killing his wife and of one count of soliciting her murder.

"Quite frankly, based on my review of the evidence, he is as guilty as sin. He is a miserable human being," Cooley said.'

Pot, meet the kettle.

'Jurors said the comments were unfair.

"If Mr. Cooley ... thinks there was enough evidence to convict, then he should spend more time doing his job and less time trying to make excuses," said juror Roberto Emerick.'

A-freaking-men, brother.

Obviously, the prosecution DIDN'T make its case well, or Mr. Blake would be getting fitted for prison orange right about now. Your guys dropped the ball, Jack. Suck it up and admit you failed like a real man. If you're able.

'On Thursday night, Cooley stood by his comments.

"There was a failure in this case. It was not my prosecutor. It was not the work of LAPD. It was the jurors didn't quite get it," he said, conceding, however, "I could have phrased it differently." '

Anyone remember O.J.??

Seems to me that LA county's 0-2 in celebrity murder trials. Possibly a move to Orange County??

' "But bottom line it was the wrong verdict," he said. "Sometimes jurors should be held accountable for their mistakes." '

My hope is Cooley will be held accountable for HIS mistake too. I wonder if the district attorney's position in LA county is an elected one??

Why I'll never marry.

From CNN.com:

BRIDGEPORT, Conn. (AP) - A judge has awarded the former wife of a multimillionaire businessman a divorce settlement worth more than $40 million even though she admitted having affairs with her rock-climbing guide and a man she met on a flight to China.

Am I the only one who thinks this is complete and utter bullshit??

It seems to me that she shouldn't have gotten ONE DIME. Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't there a line in the wedding vows about 'Forsaking all others'??

My god, what a crock of shit.

I guarantee you, had the shoe been on the other foot, we'd be hearing about what a bastard her exhubby is/was for not being able to keep it in his pants.


As far as I'm concerned, that woman is a skank whore. She should be ashamed of herself, but I'd bet a week's pay she's not. It amazes me that this hosebag thought she was entitled to anything.

I really feel bad for the exhubby. Poor bastard works his ass off so his family can live well, while his wife's off flopping on her back for any Tom, Dick or Harry that comes along.

Disgusting.

I hope her next fling's got enough sense to avoid marrying her.

More caching.

Went out again tonight and got another cache. I would have gotten this one a couple days ago, but the route I took led us over some VERY rough roads (picture the surface of the moon, and you've got the idea) and wound up breaking a weld on my car's exhaust.

$20 later, it was fixed.

So, I got off work early today, got home and chilled for a bit, then went out after it again. I've got this bizarre quirk: if I don't find the thing, then forget any other caches, I'm not givin up till I get the one that's eluding me, dammit!

I never claimed sanity. It's overrated anyway.

So, my buddy UN (search for the post explaining his name, I'm not gonna reiterate) comes up to me today and says "Why don't you hit the parking lot for the ski trail and see how far it is from there?"

Brilliant idea. Wish I'd thought of it.

So, I did. 1/2 mile from the lot. I've got an hour of daylight or so. I can do this.

Off I go. The going was a wee bit rough, as it's getting warmer now, and the snow's not exactly frozen anymore. No worries, though.

Found the cache. I was under a clump of trees, and didn't notice that I was losing daylight RAPIDLY. I started back to the car, walked out from under the tree cover,looked around, and said to myself various naughty words I won't repeat.

Great. 1/2 mile to the car in rapidy disappearing daylight. Good thing I'd brought my friend Mr Maglite, just in case.

Before I'd hit the trail, I saved the parking lot as a waypoint, so the trip back was no sweat. I just followed my footprints for the most part, and got back a lot faster than I thought I was going to. It seems my walking pace is about 3.2 mph.

All in all, a very fun lil' trip, and a good way to get some exercise and relieve stress. When I'm on the trail, all the daily bullshit seems to just fall by the wayside. The silence on the trail is a perfect counter to hours of ringing telephones and other bullshit.

Next time, though, I'm setting out a LOT earlier!! LOL!