Scoot it now?Discovered on dog walk that USPS left a giant box on my doorstep yesterday. Tires and ///motorcycle parts are here! I guess, weather permitting, I'll be spending the weekend reassembling the scooter. Not sure how I feel about that.
our friday or your friday?Not now, maybe friday.
Friday, Friday. Maybe.our friday or your friday?
Only if you want to get your leg dry humped by @TN.3 dates that did not go much of anywhere this week, maybe I need to slather my body in patchouli
Lucky mother fucker.I still don’t know what patchouli is.
Easily remedied by a few homemade <whatever mixed drink she likes> immediately upon her return.Highly doubt my wife will come home drunk and frisky. Ah well.
Agreed with this. Replacing bulbs on our 2006 Prius or on my friend's ~2008 RSX was a knuckle-skinning, working-in-a-dark-tiny-hole pain in the ass.Headlight bulbs that aren't user friendly to replace = kill list
The book procedure for the Prius was to remove the bumper cover but it was possible (if just so) to not do so.My wife's 2014 outback requires the wheel well covers to be removed.
05 Impreza was like this.'01 Odyssey: remove battery and other assorted shit to replace driver-side.
Also, if they mount anything like our old Subaru did, be careful that those stupid little plastic tabs don't break for the clip. If broken your only option is to replace the whole headlight assembly.My wife's 2014 outback requires the wheel well covers to be removed.
Patchouli is the distilled essence of pure evil. While it is mostly used to conceal the decomposing body odor of recently deceased hippies who are still able to walk, talk and be generally annoying. One whiff is enough to send a rational man into a blind, murderous rage with the nearest blunt object. And the stench lingers long in the air after the hippy has left. Contact with patchouli can ruin clothes, upholstery, carpet, and anything else in your life that you appreciate. Homes have to be razed, cars totaled, and lives destroyed.I still don’t know what patchouli is.
QFTPatchouli is the distilled essence of pure evil. While it is mostly used to conceal the decomposing body odor of recently deceased hippies who are still able to walk, talk and be generally annoying. One whiff is enough to send a rational man into a blind, murderous rage with the nearest blunt object. And the stench lingers long in the air after the hippy has left. Contact with patchouli can ruin clothes, upholstery, carpet, and anything else in your life that you appreciate. Homes have to be razed, cars totaled, and lives destroyed.
Be very thankful you are not familiar with this abomination.
FYPAte breakfast and talked endlessly with an old friend.
Pedaled the Moonlander with Bob trailer, chainsaw, and other gubbins a long way over ridges and whatnot cleaning up from the Big Wind. The latter half of the trip, the trailer's tire was flat or very close to it. I will probably feel it tomorrow.
One of my younger buddies met me late in the ride. Would like to sleep with her butt...
Patchouli is the distilled essence of pure evil. While it is mostly used to conceal the decomposing body odor of recently deceased hippies who are still able to walk, talk and be generally annoying. One whiff is enough to send a rational man into a blind, murderous rage with the nearest blunt object. And the stench lingers long in the air after the hippy has left. Contact with patchouli can ruin clothes, upholstery, carpet, and anything else in your life that you appreciate. Homes have to be razed, cars totaled, and lives destroyed.
Be very thankful you are not familiar with this abomination.
oh eff all that white stuffThank you to a root on an off camber section of trail, I once again ate shit and straddled a tree.
Today was nothing like yesterday. Temps raised a few degrees mid-ride and the snow really started to thaw out. It went from okay, to just pushing in every corner. Good to get out and ride, but what a slog-fest.