It's a good reminder... for all of us.
But just in case I failed to mention it before, here's a huge thank-you for all you do. I have a bottle of fine canadian whiskey (and a surprise from my wife) to deliver to you in a few days.
thank you, for all your work, and for reminding me that things could always be worse.
Just because someone else had a worse day doesn't mean you didn't have a bad one, so...
Thank you for not only spending so much of your time and energy on creating a beautiful product but on educating and entertaining the community. I'm always excited when a new post from you pops up on my feed reader, since it's guaranteed to be something that will improve my day at least a little. You've taught a lot of people a lot of things and made a lot of peoples lives a lot more fun. So THANK YOU MONK. Know you are appreciated. And, to quote a friend of mine, I hope tomorrow sucks 60% less (except in the good ways.)
Ether into the carb is pretty uncommon nowadays (mostly because you can't get ether easily). Chances are he used starter fluid (which is based on ether, but has some other tidbits in it too). Pure ether is ridiculously explosive.
But, it's a tricky thing. Too much and you can blow the top of your engine off.
Oh wait, was this to chat about socio economic issues? Oops, my bad. *beats down the Geek side*
Um, your welcome? Thanks for the comment love, I wasn't fishing for it when I posted the blog. I get so much great feedback and love from you guys already.
Nah, I've had some very needy customers this week whom all needed the rope RIGHT NOW and could not fathom that anyone else was more important than them. *rolls eyes*
Oh and yeah, RG, eye witnesses say that SOB went up like a roman candle. Like in seconds it went from crappy RV to massive ball of fire and toxic smoke.
I was just talking to somebody on the bus about that the other night after I wandered around the area a little bit.
If you see a short black girl with a lip ring and usually scowling wave it's probably me.
I should resist this, but I just can't quite do it...
No Shoes
words and music by Roy Zimmerman
© 1994 Watunes (BMI)
(From "Sing it Loud!," "Folk Heroes" [Reprise] and "The Best of the Foremen")
I was feeling sorry for myself
Because I had no shoes
But then I met a man who had no feet
And I said,
"Friend,
can I
have
your
shoes?"
*rattles the bars of happy domicile of gilded cage halfway up the Ivory Tower* Some of us are the lucky ones....and luckier are we that know it. Oh, and Monk? Your place in the universe is pretty much envied by all - flaws or no. 
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