Tuesday, August 12, 2008

In Praise of Carburetors

Hello, again. How are you doing? Ok, shut up, it was a rhetorical question! I have noticed of late, a disturbing trend. It seems that more and more people want to pull out in front of us in traffic, or cut us off too short. After having made this observation, I came up with a theory as to just why these things are happening more frequently...carburetors...or the lack thereof. Let me explain.

 

       You see, back in the good old days of gas guzzling v-8 engines, nearly every vehicle came with a  carburetor. If you are unfamilliar with this device, let me explain it very simply for you; a carburetor sat atop an engine and mixed fuel and air in just the right amounts to make your vehicle go. Nowadays it is done with far more precision using computers and fuel injectors. With the new way to meter fuel and air comes a distinct problem...no hesitation.

 

         Can you remember back when sometimes you stepped on the gas in the good old days, and your car would "stumble", or hesitate? You were far less likely to pull out in front of that 18 wheeler, knowing you might very well be killed! This is where my theory comes into play...bear with me here.

 

              With todays cars having no carbs, there is no hesitation, therefore no fear of dying. If some of these idiots had made these same mistakes a few years ago, when cars had carburetors, they surely would have died! But, by the use of computers and fuel injectors, these idiots are allowed to live, no matter how poorly they might drive.

 

             So then, that is my theory. I look at the carburetor as mankind's Lion of the Sarengetti...something to "thin the herd" as it were. We have eliminated this "Lion", thereby insuring our survival, and that of the clueless driver, also!

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Hello, Again

Well, it has been awhile since I was here. I know it has been a long time, quit yer bitchin'! I'll get around to everything, ok? First of all I told you that I found my long lost Uncle that meant so much to me. Well, seems he owns a shop where he makes custom longbows for the general public! I am now the proud owner of one of those bows.

 

       The workmanship on this bow is out-fuckin'-standing!!! You simply CANNOT get this type of quality in mass-produced items! Oh, by the way, I own no less than three compound bows to go with my custom longbow. Yes, I am part Indian, and I enjoy archery! Who would have thought it? LOL

 

         Now, on to other things. I recently started baby-sitting for the grandkids everyday! That is soon to be a moot point, as school starts here tomorrow. I don't know if my daughter will send the little boy to pre-school(he is only four years old). I do know that his sister must go, as she will be in the third grade this time around.

 

        Ok, what about me? What have I been doing with myself? Not much, really. The depression still weighs heavy on my heart and mind...and my soul if I have one. I did manage to send my Uncle, and his brother, a knife that I made for him, and a necklace for his brother! I take each day as it comes, and wonder about the next before it gets here. I am drowning in a sea of apathy, and I don't care.(Some of you will not get that!).